If you have money, you can do whatever you want [entertainment circle]

"Nervous?" Su Qi glanced at the group of people from the rearview mirror.

Gu Qianyang was fastening his seat belt, when he heard this, his fingertips paused.

Fang Zhenyi took over his seat belt, buckled it up for him, and said: "Don't be nervous, it's not a live performance, the filming is not good, just do it a few more times."

"That's right." Lin Yufei also became active, "If you're nervous, it's better to think about today's style - this time the schedule is tight and I didn't change clothes in advance, so I don't know how it looks like?"

"Our stylist sister usually doesn't stretch her hips." Ji An said, "The clothing style for this song should be light and sexy, right?"

Everyone picked up the topic of Lin Yufei and started discussing one after another, chattering all the way, it seemed that they were really not nervous.

Until the outside of the shooting location.

The moment Ye Chishang stopped the car, the few people who were excitedly discussing the issue of costumes and stage stopped their voices in an instant. When they got out of the car, Lin Yufei, who was the most active, took a turn - purely nervous.

A few people from Future walked up to the three-person-high iron gate, looked at the iron gate, and their eyes were full of anticipation——

What stage will it be?Maybe it's cyberpunk, maybe it's ruins?

How many seats have been set up today?

Just in the expectation of several people, the door in front of them slowly opened a gap.

The light from the headlights of the shooting site penetrated through the gap in the door, which was a bit dazzling. Several people couldn't help squinting their eyes, and it took a while to get used to it.

The next moment, Gu Qianyang looked at the door in front of him and let out a soft "ah".

With this "ah" as the boundary line, the eyes of several teenagers changed from anticipation to surprise, and finally——

The turn turned into a profound loss.

This stage... is really too hip.

God knows where the production team wholesaled a batch of paint that was nearing the expiration date and no one bought it, so as to achieve this kind of semi-brightness, like the effect of a ghost film shooting scene.

Leaving aside all kinds of weird stage decorations, just mentioning the rockery in the upper left corner of the stage, it is completely confusing-if the theme of today's shooting is 'out of place', it is really suitable.

It's a pity that today's shooting theme is not.

Therefore, to sum up this stage, it can only be highly summarized with the word "garbage".

Su Qizai looked around the stage carefully, and finally smiled and asked the employees who gathered around him for some reason: "That's it?"

Seven days, that's it?

After working for more than three years, ability, is this all?

Su Qi didn't say anything serious, and even the volume of these words was very soft.

But the employees near him were so ashamed by this sentence that they lowered their heads in shame—people need self-esteem, and at this moment, they felt deeply ashamed for themselves.

In the beginning, they did take up this challenge with resentment.

But the further they got to the back, the more frightened they were.

Over the years, they paddled, did not work hard, accumulated bit by bit, and at some point, they accumulated into a real waste, waste that could not even do the simplest things well.

After several days of busy work, they hurriedly made up the last ugly stage. When they saw the final result, they felt like they had been slapped loudly.

"I'm sorry, President Su." Someone in the crowd whispered, "We also know that we didn't do well, can we give it a few days?"

"What do you think?" Secretary Qiao asked coldly.

"We really know we made a mistake..." Someone said softly, "Boss Su, we will try our best to correct it."

Just as Secretary Qiao was about to speak, Su Qi pressed his shoulder.

"I always think that people should have the opportunity to make up for their mistakes." Su Qi said.

Many of the group of people who had lowered their heads just now raised their heads, with a glint of hope flashing in their eyes.

"However, the correction of the mistake this time is not in Xingyao." Su Qi said, "I am not a philanthropist, but I am willing to give everyone a face. I will go through the layoff process, and I will pay the salary of n+1, so that you can support me." No problem finding another job."

The crowd fell silent.

"Those who agree." Su Qi sighed, "Just say sorry to those of you who really should say sorry."

The crowd was still silent, no one moved or spoke.

Until 2 minutes later, there was a sob in the silent air, and then a short girl came out crying, stood about five meters away from the future, and whispered: "I'm sorry."

In fact, when she first joined the company, she also wanted to do things seriously.

But Liu Rui doesn't come to the company often, and the future is so vague that everyone knows it, which makes the environment of Xingyao very leisurely, and you can get paid for just paddling.

And then it accumulated over time, until today's situation.

After the girl finished speaking, she ran out quickly, crying.

Her appearance was like detonating a bomb, and several people immediately stood up, either a little upset, or really sad, and apologized to Future.

Su Qi leaned on Ye Chishang's shoulder and looked indifferently at the people who came out to apologize one by one.

The first one is the editing that often makes mistakes; the fifth one is the photography of Parkinson’s who has been in charge of the camera for several years; stylist...

These people don't know how many obstacles they have caused on the way to becoming popular in the future, and they themselves don't know how much grievance they have given to future.

However, now in the "I'm sorry" one after another, those past grievances seem to gradually disappear, so that they finally disappear.

"Does it look like a river?" Su Qi asked Ye Chishang.

"Ah."

The people who went out formed a long line, which indeed looked like a small river flowing forward from a distance; staring at them was like staring at a dead river, and under the dim light of the stage, it became a very old color.

The last person walked up to the future, apologized, and just joined the river when Lin Yufei stood up and shouted, "Hi."

The last person, and everyone who had not had time to go out turned around and looked at Lin Yufei quietly.

Lin Yufei raised his hand, waved to them, and finally said, "It's okay."

"We forgive you." Lin Yufei said, "From now on, let's work hard."

The old river is the old color, but the small area under the light source of the stage is amazingly bright.

Future and the others couldn't help but go under the light to see this stage that can only be described by the word "garbage".

A few people looked up at the messy stage and didn't know how to describe it. They exchanged glances with each other, but they couldn't hide their disappointment.

Although the person who hurt them just now apologized, although this seven-day challenge was not really for a stage filming at the end...

Fang Zhenyi walked to the edge of the stage, lowered his head and touched the edge of the stage, turned his head and said to the team members: "Actually, when we wrote the proposal, we didn't intend to have a stage, but to hope that Brother Su Qi would be happy, right?"

"Well." Gu Qianyang said immediately, "Now that I think about it, it seems that this is the case. I didn't write the plan for the stage."

"That's right. Our goal is not to make Brother Su Qi sad. Now that the bad people are gone, Brother Su Qi is not sad." Ji An said with a smile, "The goal has been achieved, give me a high five?"

"Crack!" Lin Yufei pulled Han Jieyu over, and raised his hand in high spirits, "So our goal has been achieved, and the bad guys are gone. Shouldn't we have a barbecue tonight to celebrate!"

"Eat barbecue." Fang Zhenyi sneered, "Aren't you afraid of getting acne on stage, won't it look good on camera?"

Future others: "..."

Gu Qianyang smiled and sighed: "Hey..."

Gu Qianyang raised his head, and saw the deep loss of the same model from the eyes of his teammates; everyone glanced at each other, and went to the stage tacitly.

There is no idol who does not desire the stage.

They have practiced the knife group for so long, and they are really looking forward to today.

"How about...?" Fang Zhenyi gestured with his eyes.

"Okay." Everyone agreed.

"What are you still doing there?" Su Qi took the strawberry milk concocted by Ye Chishang, "Pack up and get in the car, the slag removal company is coming soon, take this pile... um, tear it down, before that Let's go first."

"Brother Su Qi." Fang Zhenyi asked seriously, "Before the slag removal company comes, can we dance on stage?"

"No." Su Qi didn't even think about it, "Such a bad stage, don't waste time, Mr. Ye said to invite us to dinner, if we go late, we won't have the reserved seats."

Ye Chishang raised his eyelids a little, but he didn't question the "please eat" task that came out of nowhere, he just smiled: "Well, if you go late, there will be no place."

Things have come to this point, and future can no longer insist on its own ideas.

No matter how reluctantly she was, she could only walk away from the stage and get into Su Qi's car.

Su Qi got on the co-pilot, drove the car navigation skillfully, and entered an address; Ye Chishang understood, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed out with a car full of people.

On the return journey, there was no chattering discussion about the stage, modeling, etc. Everyone was very quiet, except for Lin Yufei who didn't look back to see where he left just now.

But every time there was a sign, he was pushed back by Han Jieyu or Fang Zhenyi who were sitting next to him.

Gu Qianyang typed on his mobile phone: [This stage was not made, and Brother Su Qi lost a lot, don't keep watching, he will be sad later. 】

Lin Yufei: [But I really can't bear it...]

Lin Yufei: [Why the only way to relieve worries is to dance, can you skip eating and go to the practice room to spend the night? 】

Gu Qianyang: [I think so too. 】

Gu Qianyang: [Let's go after a meal. 】

Gu Qianyang lowered his head and thought about what he wanted to say to Lin Yufei. He didn't pay attention to the movement of the car. When he braked suddenly, Gu Qianyang couldn't hold his phone firmly. He almost flew up and hit Su Qi in the front row.

Fang Zhenyi reacted very quickly, grabbed the phone and handed it to Gu Qianyang.

Gu Qianyang didn't have time to say thank you, and looked blankly at the place where their car stopped.

This is a wasteland, where not a single blade of grass grows, above the wasteland, under the gloomy sky, a door covered with red rust appears in front of them.

Like a scene from a horror movie.

"...what restaurant." Gu Qianyang muttered to himself, "It's here."

Su Qi didn't explain to them at all. He unbuckled his seat belt, jumped out of the car, walked to the iron gate, raised his foot, and kicked open the gate in front of him.

A sharp crunch sounded instantly, crazily attacking Future's eardrums, but no one had time to cover their ears.

Everyone stared in shock at the...huge stage that appeared out of thin air in front of them.

The trusses surround the stage, the spotlights emit dazzling golden light, and the stage decoration seems to be comparable to the return stage with the highest level of traffic, which is unimaginably beautiful and gorgeous.

This is……

Is it...

The next moment, Su Qi's voice sounded from the car stereo, and his smiling voice filled the entire interior of the car. He said, "Welcome to my nb."