A staff member beside him asked cautiously, "Director, in the lounge's public livestream, a lot of Wen Zhixin's fans are spamming comments about how unfair this is. How should we handle it?"
There had to be over a million viewers watching the livestream now. If the barrage of comments continued, it would inevitably have a negative impact, so the production team needed to deal with it as soon as possible.
The director waved a hand. "Forget it. I'll go there myself."
With that, the director turned around, his expression turning cold, and started toward the lounge.
After this incident, his dissatisfaction with the Wen siblings had grown.
At the same time, Zhao Qirui, general manager of a Chu Group subsidiary, arrived at the haunted house entrance.
"Sorry, sir. A production team is filming a livestream inside the haunted house. At present, no one other than haunted house staff is allowed inside." The security guard at the entrance politely stopped Zhao Qirui.
Hearing this, Zhao Qirui rolled his eyes on the spot and glanced back at the amusement park manager, who had just jogged over.
"What? Is it this hard for me to see the young lady and young master now?"
The manager immediately broke into a heavy sweat and hurriedly glared at the guard. "This is General Manager Zhao from the Chu Group! Hurry up and step aside!"
Zhao Qirui corrected him with a perfectly straight face. "Don't go saying things like that. I'm just a lowly manager at one of the Chu Group's subsidiaries."
As someone at the bottom of the ladder, how could the guard distinguish between all these positions?
All he knew was that General Manager Zhao was someone even the amusement park manager couldn't afford to offend. His face instantly went pale with fright, and he hurriedly bowed and stepped aside.
After entering the haunted house, Zhao Qirui grew nervous too.
He kept straightening his suit jacket, his steps gradually quickening.
Just as he was about to round a corner in the corridor, he suddenly ran into the director, who had also just hurried over.
Meeting face-to-face, both froze for a moment.
A few seconds later, the director was the first to recover, a flash of delighted surprise crossing his face. "General Manager Zhao? What brings you here all of a sudden? I almost didn't recognize you."
The director knew Zhao Qirui.
Zhao Qirui was the general manager of a Chu Group subsidiary. In just a few short years, through his own iron-fisted methods, he had brought the subsidiary into perfect order, with its performance steadily improving. He had made something of a name for himself in business circles.
Zhao Qirui, however, looked somewhat puzzled.
He met far too many people every day. Even if he had met the director a few times before, the impression might not have been particularly deep.
Naturally, he couldn't place him right away.
The director wasn't so fragile. Knowing that a busy man like Zhao Qirui might not remember him, he hurried forward to introduce himself. "General Manager Zhao, I'm Xiao Li, the one who filmed that day-to-day documentary at your company."
Realization dawned on Zhao Qirui. "I remember now. It's you. Are you... filming at the haunted house this time?"
"Yes, yes. This episode's theme is haunted houses. But... what brings you here all of a sudden?"
With the director's reminder, Zhao Qirui finally remembered what he had come for.
He had come specifically to see the young lady and young master.
Zhao Qirui quickly cleared his throat. "Is one of the guests your production team invited called Chu Yu?"
The director nodded. "Yes. Do you... know Chu Yu?"
Although the director had investigated the Chu family's background before filming, the family hadn't revealed much information, citing business confidentiality.
They had only given the production team proof of some of their fixed assets and other, less important financial information for verification.
So even now, the director hadn't connected the Chu Family siblings with the renowned Chu Group.
Zhao Qirui brushed some nonexistent dust off himself and explained, "Yes. I specifically cleared an entire day to meet with Miss Chu and the others."
The director's pupils widened in shock.
They had actually gotten someone as busy as Zhao Qirui to set aside time specifically to come and meet them in person.
Just who... were these Chu Family siblings?
While the director was still reeling, Zhao Qirui had already turned and headed for the lounge, unable to wait any longer.
At the thought of seeing the young lady and young master soon, his smile grew even brighter.
Meanwhile, the atmosphere inside the lounge had become one of drawn swords and bent bows.
It had started because Wen Tianqi was resentful. Failing to control his emotions for a moment, he had directly demanded to know why Chu Yu had been able to clear the challenge so easily.
This immediately sent quite a few of the Wen siblings' fans into a furious frenzy, and they began wildly accusing the production team of being unfair and seemingly giving Chu Yu's team backdoor treatment.
By now, comments crying unfairness had covered the entire livestream screen, leaving the staff at a complete loss.
At this point, Wen Zhixin also realized what was happening and hurriedly made a show of scolding her brother. "How can you talk nonsense like that, you silly boy?"
But the storm had already been stirred up. The more she scolded Wen Tianqi, the more she inflamed the fans' emotions instead.
[Damn it! I'm going to die of anger! Why do the Wen siblings have to be so humble?]
[It's clearly the production team's fault, so why can't Wen Tianqi say it outright? Are we supposed to support backdoor treatment now?!]
[The production team owes the Wen siblings an explanation!]
An Ya, who had just successfully made it out of the haunted house, brought her younger brother to the lounge.
Both looked a little exhausted. It seemed they had suffered quite a bit in the haunted house too.
But the moment An Ya entered, she sensed the peculiar atmosphere in the lounge.
Chu Yu was leaning back against the sofa, expressionless and utterly unruffled by Wen Tianqi's questioning.
Chu Chen paid even less attention to what was happening, still sweeping through the food at the dining table like a whirlwind scattering clouds.
As for Gu Jinhuai, with all his
domineering CEO
air of reserved elegance, he sat as steady as a mountain.
Just sitting there, he exuded such an overpowering aura of "even if I really did something wrong, the problem lies with the other person" that no one dared look him in the eye.