Boss, your wife ran away with the ball

Ye Ranran walked in front, wearing a red evening dress, she stretched out her hand, greeted the people around her, and walked along the front of the red carpet.

There are many fans and reporters standing around.

Those fans shouted: "Ranran!"

Ye Ranran kept her smile.

Behind her were two artists newly signed by the studio. When the two of them appeared on stage, they would also be accompanied by screams.

After waiting for the charity event to end, Ye Ranran sat in the car.

They sit in the back.

"Sister Ranran, the event is over, let's go back to the studio now." They asked.

Ye Ranran looked at the stats of the two of them in his hands, and nodded in satisfaction. Taking them along for the past few days, the effect is really good. Both of them have already climbed the list of newcomers, and their popularity has also risen sharply.

If you persist for a few days, these two people should have their own fan club.

"Go back to the studio first, take a good rest today, and record a variety show tomorrow, so don't be late." Ye Ranran put down the phone, looked at them and said.

"Okay, Sister Ranran."

They also nodded politely at her.

Waiting for the next day.

Ye Ranran came to the recording site in a car. The recording site of the variety show today is an amusement park. This time the theme is youthful vitality, so she specially put on a more casual dress, tied her hair up, and wore a hat.

She stood at the recording site, looked at the time, and glanced at the people present.

All the staff of the variety show had arrived, except for those two people.

She took the phone, walked to the side, and called the studio. After waiting for the connection, she asked.

"Why haven't the two of them come here yet? Didn't they say yesterday that they are going to record a variety show?"

The person on the opposite side was holding a mobile phone and looked at the two injured people. Their faces were bruised and purple. If they were to participate in a variety show, they might be able to make headlines.

"Sister Ranran, can the variety show be canceled? Something happened here." She walked to the door with her mobile phone and whispered.

Listening to the words from the phone, Ye Ranran frowned, her expression became serious, "What happened."

"The two of them clashed with artists from other companies a few hours ago, and are now injured..." She said, not knowing how to continue.

From her tone of voice, one could probably tell how badly they were injured before they could participate in the event.

Ye Ranran hung up the phone, and now the scene is almost ready, only the two of them are missing, but something happened to these two at this time.

Why does it feel that something is not right there.

She pulled the staff member who was hurriedly running to the side, and said, "Go ahead and tell me, today's variety show is temporarily canceled. Let everyone pack up their things and go back first."

After speaking, she walked towards the gate of the playground.

Over there in the studio.

The artist agent who had a conflict with the two artists hurried over and rushed in regardless of the security at the door.

An artist followed slowly behind him.

They came to the lounge of Ye Ranran's two newcomers, looked at them, pointed at them and cursed: "It was you two who did it, isn't it? Our artist still has a schedule today, and now you are so arrogant Fighting, it has been delayed for a few days, who will compensate for the loss!"

The two artists looked at each other, and one of them stood up dissatisfied, and retorted: "Don't swear at people regardless of black and white, it's obviously your artist who made the first move!"

"Our artists did it first? Are you kidding me!" The manager obviously didn't believe it.

Ye Ranran came to the studio in a car, and as soon as he entered the studio, he saw all the people in the studio gathered around the entrance of the lounge of the two artists.

Frowning, she walked over there and asked, "What's going on."

Hearing the voice from behind, they subconsciously looked behind them, and when they saw Ye Ranran, they quickly moved out of the way, bowed and shouted, "Sister Ranran."

Squinting at them, Ye Ranran walked inside.

After entering, several people who were arguing inside suddenly stopped and looked at her.

"What's going on?" Ye Ranran asked.

The manager, who was originally righteous, immediately began to improve his attitude after seeing Ye Ranran.

Ye Ranran is now considered a well-known figure in the entertainment industry, so he is not easy to offend.

He turned his face away, pointed at the two artists, and said angrily: "The artist in your studio hurt our artist with a shot. Today, I just want an explanation."

"You're talking nonsense, he was the one who provoked us first." They retorted.

Ye Ranran walked up to the two of them, looked at the wounds on their faces, and then looked at the artist behind the manager, obviously not as seriously injured as the two of them.

She gave the two of them a look, and they quickly shut their mouths and sat behind them.

"Both sides were injured. I'm afraid only the person involved knows what's going on. You might as well ask your artist."

Ye Ranran's eyes were on the artist behind him. He kept his head down and didn't speak. I'm afraid this matter has something to do with them.

Turning around, the manager met her eyes and looked at the person behind him.

They shrank their necks, and his expression suddenly collapsed, suddenly feeling something was wrong.

"Hmph, forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you, let's go." He said, gave them a hard look, turned around and walked outside.

When the artists left, they secretly looked at the two people behind Ye Ranran before leaving.

After they left, Ye Ranran focused his eyes on the people at the door.

Those people at the door looked at each other, and finally dispersed after pushing and shouting.

Ye Ranran looked at the person standing next to him who answered the phone before, and said, "Go and investigate, these people belong to that company."

There are so many people in the entertainment industry, she only felt familiar when she looked at them, but she couldn't remember them.

Nodding, she hurried out.

After waiting for her to go out, Ye Ranran looked at the two people sitting behind him with complicated eyes, and suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

She sat across from them, looked at them, and asked, "Tell me, what's going on."

The two of them quickly bowed their heads, as if admitting their mistake.

"I'm sorry, Sister Ranran, this matter really has nothing to do with us. He provoked us and even did it. We can't be beaten in vain."

One of the entertainers explained.

Ye Ranran just listened silently without speaking.

The phone rang quickly, and it was the call from the person she sent to investigate just now, "Sister Ranran, I found out, isn't there a company that has always been against us before? It's a good thing they did, and I heard that that Is the artist the cousin of the other company, or is he promoting newcomers!"

She was sitting in the car at this moment, looking out the window, the car in front was the agent's car just now.

The manager and the artist got out of the car and hurriedly walked towards the inside of the company.

She looked at the name of the company and said hastily.

Listening to her words, Ye Ranran nodded, and was silent for a long time, "Understood, you come back first." After speaking, he hung up the phone.

Presumably in the past few days, the two of them have been in the limelight, which aroused their dissatisfaction, so they took this countermeasure.

And that artist was her rival's cousin, a newcomer whom she highly praised.

Now it's a headache.

She pinched her eyebrows and suddenly felt a little headache.

"Sister Ranran, it's not good." A person hurried in from the door, holding a tablet computer in his hand.

He ran to Ye Ranran, and anxiously put the tablet in front of him.

Take it over, and look at the news above, "An artist in Ye Ranran's studio shot and hurt someone, and Ye Ranran is suspected of covering up his artist."

There are also a few photos attached to the content, which are the injuries on the artist's face.

When she saw the artist just now, there were only a few bruises on her face, but judging from the photo, the bruises on her face were obviously heavier, and there were a few new wounds on her face, which were bleeding.

"This is obviously distorting the facts!" said the person who handed the tablet computer to Ye Ranran dissatisfied.

Ye Ranran read through the contents verbatim.

Unexpectedly, the other party actually attacked so quickly, and the news was released just after the trouble was over.

No matter how you look at it, it is prepared in advance.

Seeing that Ye Ranran was watching the news, the two artists also took out their mobile phones and watched it. When they saw the content inside, they quickly explained, "We have a sense of proportion when we start. Aren't they just making it up?"

Turn off the tablet in your hand.

"Go and rub some medicine on your faces first, don't worry about this matter." Ye Ranran rubbed her eyebrows and said slowly.

They looked at each other, opened their mouths slightly, and wanted to say something more, but Ye Ranran had already said that, so they couldn't ask any more questions, after all, they were the ones who caused it.

"it is good."

They talked and went out.

After a few days of waiting, the Internet became more and more noisy.

In the past few days, the tasks in the studio have also decreased.

A lot of slanderous posts and stalking drafts appeared on the Internet, all aimed at the injured artist.

There is no way to escape like this.

Keeping silent all the time, those onlookers will definitely think that their studio is afraid to admit it.

Ye Ranran was sitting in the lounge, tapping her fingers on the table, her mind was in a mess. She closed her eyes and maintained that movement. After a while, she opened her eyes, clicked on the phone, and called the public relations department Man sends a text message.

"Go and investigate the monitoring at the scene that day, and send a clarification by the way."

Later, I saw the TV directly opposite her, and suddenly said, "I am also surprised that the artists in Ye Ranran's studio beat me. Sister Ranran has always been a goddess in my heart. I didn't expect that she would so."

The person who spoke was an artist from the opposing company. On the TV, the wounds on his face hadn't healed yet.