Finally Found a Sucker!

Singing room.

"Huh? Why isn't anyone cursing me?"

"Let me look, here's one. Who's this ugly guy wearing the same outfit as Bai Youlou? Hahahaha!" Bai Youlou almost died laughing.

Long Ziqiang looked mortified. This wasn't at all like the cyberbullying he'd imagined!

Why were they only focusing on his looks?

And calling him ugly? He always thought he was ruggedly handsome, with a real masculine vibe.

Netizens' mouths are truly venomous!

Feeling a bit dejected, Long Ziqiang ate several skewers of lamb, feeling miserable. He wanted the spotlight too, he wanted to be cursed fiercely! They really didn't need to hold back!

Zhen Dongjun watched the two of them, and the meat skewers in his hand suddenly didn't seem so appetizing.

What's wrong with them?

They like being cursed at?

In front of them, his years of experience in the industry felt like nothing. Was he really getting old?

"Oh right, do you want a copy of the surveillance footage I have?"

Hearing this, Bai Youlou paused, his eyes lighting up. "Did it capture their fight?"

Zhen Dongjun's face turned green. How could he have surveillance installed in his own home? He didn't have any weird fetishes like that.

The surveillance was installed in the villa's yard.

However, one camera angle, facing the living room, was particularly good. It just happened to capture footage of Bai Youlou sleeping on his sofa through the window.

This could prove his innocence.

At the same time, it also captured footage of "Love Sister-in-law" sneaking in through the back door.

"Just this? Then it's not very interesting. What would I do with this?" Bai Youlou said dismissively after watching the video.

He had thought it would show the actual fight.

"Don't you want to release it to prove your innocence?" Zhen Dongjun asked, confused.

Had this guy really gotten addicted to being the cuckold?

"You'll release it. I'm guessing it'll be during the broadcast of 'The Voice.' That time would be most suitable. Otherwise, how would you get the traffic?"

The two stared at each other for a few seconds, and Zhen Dongjun finally conceded. "You guessed it."

"Does this even need guessing? I'm telling you, Old Zhen, forget about your little schemes. I can't be bothered to talk about it."

Long Ziqiang chimed in with a laugh, "A greasy old man full of schemes."

Zhen Dongjun couldn't take it anymore. "You look older than me!"

"I'm not even thirty yet, and you're calling me older? That's hilarious."

"Then it's even more pathetic."

Damn it!

Seriously, you people in the entertainment industry, your words are so damn unpleasant.

After winning back some ground against Long Ziqiang, Zhen Dongjun's confidence returned somewhat, and he addressed Bai Youlou again. "Sell me two songs."

He was still organizing his follow-up speech in his mind when Bai Youlou casually said, "Sure."

"...That easily? I haven't even told you what kind of songs I need."

"Heh, when you buy songs from me, it's not about what you need, but about what I have."

Facing such an arrogant seller's market, Zhen Dongjun was resigned. Why was he bothering to argue with Bai Youlou?

"How much?"

"Two million. The copyright royalties are still mine, and you can sing them however you want."

Two million for two songs?

Long Ziqiang was flabbergasted. That expensive?

Then how much of a bargain had he gotten by accepting so many songs from Bai Youlou?!

However, Zhen Dongjun's words told him he was overthinking it.

"This is too much! Even top lyricists and composers in the industry don't charge this much!"

A newcomer in the industry might sell a song for a few thousand yuan. Even a big shot in the industry would charge a million for a song, and most of them would be outright purchases.

Bai Youlou, asking for royalties and so much money just to sing them, was truly asking for the moon.

And his reason was quite compelling.

"I'm asking for two million because I need two million. What else can I do? If I don't fleece you, I'll have to borrow money from women, and I can't bring myself to do that."

Shamelessly ripping him off with a direct explanation, Zhen Dongjun was left speechless.

"What do you need two million for? To promote a movie?"

"I'm not telling you."

"You should tell me, maybe I can help you save some money. I have some connections in the industry, we don't necessarily have to spend money."

Hmm?

Bai Youlou's expression turned a little strange. Damn, you want a freebie?

But before he could speak, the door to the practice room was suddenly burst open!

That's right, burst open!

Old Zhou, his face flushed with excitement, yelled out, waving his arms, "We're nominated! We're nominated!"

"Holy crap! Is that for real!"

Long Ziqiang leaped up from his spot, nearly knocking over the pile of barbecue in front of him.

"Holy crap, what the hell would I lie to you about! I just got the news! Haha!"

"Holy crap, that's amazing!"

One "holy crap" after another. At times like these, it seemed like only that word could truly express their emotions.

Looking at the two lunatics, and then at Bai Youlou, who was still calmly eating skewers, Zhen Dongjun was completely bewildered.

What's going on?

"Brother Lou! My dear Brother Lou, why aren't you reacting at all? That's the Cannes Film Festival! Our movie got nominated for the main competition!" Old Zhou rushed to Bai Youlou, trying to shake him.

"I already celebrated wildly in my heart. Can you wait until I finish eating? I'm not full yet."

"No, you need to get hyped!"

"Wait a minute!" Zhen Dongjun couldn't hold back anymore and grabbed Old Zhou. "What did your movie get nominated for?"

Old Zhou's smile was incredibly exaggerated. "The Cannes Film Festival! You know, one of the top three European film festivals..."

"No need to introduce it, I f***ing know."

This time, even Zhen Dongjun couldn't hold back and cursed.

He looked at Bai Youlou again, his eyes as if he were looking at a ghost.

"The movie you made?"

"Mhm."

"Directed and starred in yourself?"

"Yep."

"Sh*t."

Zhen Dongjun couldn't sit still. He stood up abruptly, paced back and forth a few times, and then sat back down in front of Bai Youlou.

Before he could even speak, he heard Bai Youlou say, "Do you have any connections in Cannes? If you can help me contact an exhibition booth and distributors..."

"Two million! I'll give it!"

"Pleasure doing business with you. Old Zhou, give him your card number and draw up a contract."

"Huh?" Hearing that he was going to get paid, Old Zhou immediately calmed down. "You finally found a sucker?!"

Bai Youlou nodded with a smile.

"I'm still here!" Zhen Dongjun tugged at his tie and cursed.

Damn it, why do I feel so hot? Is the air conditioning not working well?

No one paid him any attention.

Two million... Now the expenses for going to Cannes were completely covered.

Bai Youlou finally finished his skewers, then reached out and cupped his fist towards Zhen Dongjun. "Thank you, boss, for your generous support. I wish the boss eternal life!"

Zhen Dongjun, who was gradually starting to blend into this ridiculous atmosphere, twitched his mouth and extended his hand. "What about the song? What kind of song are you planning to give me? The one from yesterday was pretty good."

Heh, you wish~

Bai Youlou grinned, his words like a devil's. "I already prepared it for you. Do you want rap, or do you want rap, or do you want rap~"

"Why would I choose rap..."

Mid-sentence, Zhen Dongjun understood.

You're the only one who knows how to play this game, you scoundrel.

Fine! He wanted a rap song!

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