Rebirth: How A Loser Became A Prince Charming - Chapter 253

Chapter 253
Words couldn't express the grievance of the head of the committee . The organizers had countless ties with different parties . As a general director in charge of the balance among them, he was actually a marionette of the masters behind the scenes .




He could foresee the storm in the entertainment circle after the festival, as well as the stain on his resume .
It’d be better to quit from the circle and look for a chance somewhere else .
While they were arguing, the fourth assistant in charge of the photo studio knocked on the door .
It was too noisy inside the meeting room for anyone to pay attention to the sound though . Only an assistant in charge of serving tea heard him .
He walked around the messy room and opened the door . The fourth assistant dashed in and was shocked by the chaos .
His colleague warned him, "They are about to kill us . If it’s not an emergency, you'd better deal with it yourself . "
The fourth assistant exploded, shouting in a Hunan accent, "F*ck! At least they are behaving like Christians . The people in my room are having a fistfight!"




His loud voice made the excited crowd calm down . The assistant wanted to escape from the room .
The director covered his face helplessly . Li Tian always causes me trouble .
Li Tian could read his mind . "It's not my fault, boss . It's because of the f*cking rules . The reporters in my room are fighting with us! Some people are hurt!"
The director realized the seriousness of the situation and tried to follow Li Tian out . The crowd rushed forward in outrage .
"Hey, stop! Deal with our problems first!"
"You are not loyal, Lao Yang!"
Lao Yang smiled bitterly and rushed out, his staff covering his back .

The door was closed . The producers all the stars looked up to looked at each other in speechless despair .
Actually, they all knew Lao Yang was just a scapegoat who couldn't do anything to help them .
The director walked down the long corridor nervously, asking Li Tian about the situation .
He stood outside the studio hesitantly . This problem was actually below him, but the small fish in the studio were easier to deal with compared to the whales in the meeting room .
Paying no attention to the chaos, he mounted the stage and picked up the microphone . "Hello! One, two, three!"
His voice echoed resonantly around the studio . "Welcome, everyone! I’m Yang Guang, one of the directors . We have issued notices to all the media about the entrance qualifications . Is there a problem? Why are you so restless? Stop fighting with each other!"
The reporters under the stage exchanged looks with each other . The reporter from the Xin Hua News Agency [1] spoke up, "Hello! We would like to know what ‘media entrance fee’ means? You charge us 700 yuan each every day . As media, we only get paid as assistants . No organizers have ever charged us before! Are you down and out? You’re basically selling admission tickets to us! Let’s be clear about the situation . We are media, not some stupid fans!"




The director poured a basin of iced water over his head .
"No fee, no entrance . That’s our rule . Before leaving though, I suggest you call your directors and let them make the discussion . "
The director hastened to leave . There was little time left for him before the selection began .
Silence prevailed in the studio as he disappeared .
"What shall we do? Should we leave or not?"
"Leave? If all the media leave, we’ll leave . Look at them though . They won’t leave!"
"You must know this about our circle . Everyone is always eager to get an exclusive report . "
"Yes, but without unity . . . "
Some reporters backed off in indignation .
They started calling their offices one after the other . "They want to charge us, Chief Editor . Okay, okay!"
They all relaxed after the budget was approved . They wouldn’t have paid for it themselves . That would have been a loss for them .
The beautiful stars were not bothered by the chaos . The stylist invited by Wang Jingcao was touching up Qin Guan’s makeup .
He gasped in admiration . In that cold, bleak autumn, only that handsome boy could warm one’s heart up .

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