Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

Having said that, the butler paused again.

Meng Fu probably didn't know about it yet, since Jiang Ran's story was reported from there, Meng Fu probably didn't know about it yet.

"It's about your live broadcast," the housekeeper explained while looking at Meng Fu's face, "here is two million."

In fact, after hearing the first sentence from the housekeeper, Meng Fu knew what they were here for. Su Di told her about Jiang Ran last night.

So after Steward Jiang finished speaking, Meng Fu only took a look at the check, and said with a little regret, "I'm afraid it won't work."

The housekeeper originally thought that after he finished speaking, Meng Fu would be surprised how they knew, or might be shocked by the two million checks, but he never expected Meng Fu to have such a reaction.

Not to mention the housekeeper, even Yu Zhenling didn't expect it. She turned her eyes and looked at Meng Fu fixedly, a little surprised.

"Miss Meng, here is two million." The butler came back to his senses. He looked at Meng Fu and emphasized the words "two million".

Meng Fu nodded, "I know, but my assistant may not agree." Having said that, she stood up, "There's nothing else, I'm leaving."

"Meng Fu, Jiang Ran's incident is just a trivial matter. Do you have anything to lose? You know about your grandfather's health. Why did you put everything on the table for this trivial matter? Without Jiang's family, you can enter the entertainment circle? Yu Zhenling looked at Meng Fu's back and shook her head, "Meng Fu, don't regret it."

Meng Fu didn't look back.

After she left, Steward Jiang put away the check, frowned and looked at Yu Zhenling, "Ma'am, Miss Meng..."

"She doesn't really think that Jiang Ran and the others are afraid of her, does she?" Yu Zhenling laughed angrily, "Without the Jiang family, she thinks that Jiang Ran and the others would still treat her as a human being?"

When Steward Jiang heard this, he smiled and said nothing.

In the final analysis, this Ms. Meng still has poor vision. If she were replaced by one of Jiang Xinchen and Jiang Xinran, she would naturally know how to deal with it best.

"Go and tell over there that our Jiang family won't interfere with Meng Fu's matter." Yu Zhenling put on her mask and hat and went out.

Steward Jiang nodded, "Okay."

This time, Meng Fu might have miscalculated.

**

Outside, Meng Fu didn't bother to pay attention to Yu Zhenling.

But Yu Zhenling's "Mr. Jiang" touched her heart.

Su Di gave the information to Meng Fu last night, but Meng Fu didn't make a decision right away. She originally wanted to call Mr. Jiang today to make sure.

While thinking, Meng Fu sent a reply to Su Cheng.

Su Cheng was busy there, and he called back in seconds after seeing the news. He walked outside the door, "Are you sure you don't mind?"

"Well," Meng Fu walked towards the first studio, and added, "Remember to ask them to give me two million."

Su Cheng hung up the phone, and instead of asking Su Di to do it immediately, he pondered for a while: "Let them hang up for two days before dealing with it."

Su Di and Wei Jingke were both in the lobby. Hearing Su Cheng's words, Su Di was rarely silent, "Miss Meng...just for two million?"

Wei Jingke was not interested when he heard this sentence, "She doesn't seem to have high vision."

"Not necessarily." Su Cheng put his mobile phone in his pocket and lowered his head in thought. A minute later, he sat back with a teacup in his hand, lowered his eyes, and answered three words.

uncertain?

What is not necessarily?

Is it not necessarily for two million? Or not necessarily low-sighted?

Su Di looked at Su Cheng, a little puzzled, talking to Su Cheng was not good at all, and usually said to keep half and half, even Su Di needed to ponder over a lot.

Meng Fu didn't know about Su Cheng's affairs.

When the call was made, she had already arrived at the first studio.

This place has always been Ye Shuning's private tutoring place. When Meng Fu arrived, there were four people there.

"Mr. Lu, besides Ye Shuning, there is another student who wants to trouble you to teach me." Xi Nancheng and Director Mu stood beside Lu Haichao, watching Ye Shuning audition not far away.

The high-level executives of the program team discussed Meng Fu's matter today, and the result was mainly because Director Mu and Tang Ze strongly recommended Meng Fu.

Xi Nancheng couldn't refute the opinions of the two of them.

Lu Haichao was surprised, "Is there another person? Also from the Youth Song Competition?"

"No," Xi Nancheng also laughed. He turned his head, his eyebrows light and unrestrained, "Is the person in the Qingge Competition a Chinese cabbage? How can it be said that you can see it when you see it?"

When there was a knock on the door, Xi Nancheng's voice paused, and his eyes were slightly complicated: "She's here."

Lu Haichao immediately looked towards the door.

Meng Fu just opened the door and came in.

Her appearance has always been called a godly face in the circle, once seen, it should be hard to forget.

Lu Haichao was only Ye Shuning's personal teacher on the show, and he was rarely seen on camera, he was not a judge, and he didn't pay attention to the competition. In addition to tutoring Ye Shuning, he went to school to teach students. He is an old artist.

Naturally, he didn't know much about the Internet, and he still only focused on the information that Su Cheng gave him about Meng Fu, and he even remembered that it was the student that "Old Chen" wanted to introduce to him.

"Are you sure it's her?" Lu Haichao paused.

Director Mu, who was standing on the other side, heard the strangeness in Lu Haichao's voice, and explained carefully: "It's her. She's not bad this time. She almost surpassed Ye Shuning in popularity. She has unlimited potential. I will trouble you, Teacher Lu."

Lu Haichao looked back at Meng Fu, only smiled, and said with deep meaning: "She looks better than Ye Shuning."

The implication is that her popularity is almost a fan.

Lu Haichao didn't believe that Meng Fu, who hadn't even learned any music, could compare to Ye Shuning in singing.

Director Mu wanted to explain something, but Meng Fu had already arrived, so he stopped.

Meng Fu politely called out to the three of them, and they looked very obedient.

"That's today's class. You study with Ye Shuning, so you don't know how to ask her." Xi Nancheng talked to Director Mu, and Lu Haichao gave Meng Fu some instructions, but didn't mention anything else.

After Meng Fu left, Lu Haichao looked at Xi Nancheng and Director Mu: "Although I teach them both, only Ye Shuning is my closed disciple, and Meng Fu is just like my students at school."

"Of course I know that." Hearing this, Xi Nancheng and Director Mu both laughed, "It's Meng Fu's blessing that you can teach her."

Lu Haichao has tens of thousands of students in the school, but there are less than three closed disciples. It is too difficult to be his closed disciples. Not to mention Xi Nancheng, Director Mu thinks Meng Fu is impossible.

Lu Haichao was relieved to hear that the two did not force Meng Fu to call him his closed disciple and get the same treatment as Ye Shuning.

Director Mu's cell phone rang, and he took it out to see that it was the cell phone number of a staff member. He picked it up casually, and said a word there.

Director Mu was taken aback, and he glanced at Meng Fu.

"What's wrong?" Xi Nancheng noticed his gaze.

Director Mu pondered for a while, then shook his head, "The result came out."

After speaking, he greeted Lu Haichao and left the first studio.

This result was naturally the result of Meng Fu's live broadcast of the accident. Xi Nancheng raised his eyebrows and followed Director Mu out, "Who?"

"Jiang Ran," Director Mu said, and glanced in Meng Fu's direction, "The Jiang family intervened in this matter."

Xi Nancheng raised his head, slightly startled: "Jiang's family in T city?"

Meng Fu was really out of luck.

"Well, I'll go to Tang Ze. He has a good relationship with Meng Fu." Director Mu pressed his head. It's better to let Tang Ze discuss this matter.

**

Lu Haichao only taught for one hour, and Meng Fu passed the class in a daze.

During lunch, she went directly to the cafeteria.

In the cafeteria, Chu Yue and the others had prepared meals for Meng Fu and were waiting for her to come.

"Thank you." Meng Fu took the seat reserved by them. Just halfway through eating, a group of people came from the next table.

The leader is Jiang Ran.

She was evasive when she saw Meng Fu in the morning, but when she saw Meng Fu now, she resumed her previous "upright" persona, "Meng Fu, you have made great progress this time, did you deliberately hide your strength before?"

Meng Fu didn't return, and only looked at Wu Yatong leisurely: "My master is almost a hundred years old."

Wu Yatong knew that Meng Fu had a master. Hearing this, she was very surprised, "Wow, your master is so powerful."

Chu Yue glanced at Meng Fu, then at Wu Yatong, "Do you know why her master lived so long?"

Wei Jin took a sip of the food and replied with a smile, "He doesn't talk much."

Next table: "..."

Meng Fu glanced at Jiang Ran thoughtfully.

After lunch, the trainees still gathered to prepare for the last performance.

Tang Ze stood outside the door, waiting for them to rest before calling Meng Fu away.

"Teacher Tang?" Meng Fu followed Tang Ze to the lounge, quite surprised, "You finally feel that you are still alive, so you can teach me?"

Tang Ze's manager laughed out loud.

Tang Ze pressed his temples and felt a headache: "No, it's for the live broadcast of your audio track. This matter has come to fruition. That person is a bit of an exception, and it's inconvenient to disclose his name."

"No, it's Jiang Ran. There are no exceptions." Meng Fu lost interest as soon as he heard about it. He sat lazily on the table and beckoned Tang Ze's manager to make her a cup of tea: "Let's It's enough for her to apologize to me, and I don't want to make a big fuss."

Don't make her grandpa unhappy.

Hearing this sentence, Tang Ze pursed his lips and paused. Tang Ze's manager, who was about to make tea for Meng Fu, was also silent for a while.

Meng Fu put his hand on the table and smiled: "Huh?"

"Meng Fu, let's get this out of the way. The entertainment industry is actually like this," Tang Ze smiled gently. "Back then, my first album opportunity was snatched up by someone, and I still had to smile to advertise for someone, and I suffered a bit. It's okay, because there are some people with big backgrounds, you can't mess with them, only when you become strong, can you be fearless, Meng Fu, do you understand what I'm saying?"

Meng Fu nodded, still smiling, "So, what's the matter?"

Tang Ze looked at Meng Fu and pursed his lips: "The Jiang family took away the surveillance."

**

See you tomorrow~~