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Chapter 104

For several consecutive days, the "one-armed swordsman" dominated the first place in Weibo search, which caused widespread discussion.

Every night, as long as Nie Zheng starts broadcasting, it will attract hundreds of thousands of viewers.

On this day, Hua Xiangrong entered the room, turned on the camera, and started the live broadcast.

Since she was rejected by Yimo Entertainment that day, she went straight to Baguan Entertainment in anger, and now she is the "top brand" of Baguan Entertainment live broadcast artists.

With her beautiful face, enchanting figure, and sweet voice, she attracted a large group of fans to stop and watch.

She was flirting in front of the camera and twisting her butt, and saw a barrage floating by: The God of Knife is on the air, everyone should quickly move their positions!

‘The God of Knife is on the air? Rongrong is embarrassed. I will go for a while and then go back.’

‘I’ll go and see, the sword god’s skills are simply amazing.’

‘Brother in front of me waiting for me ~~’

Soon, the audience gathered together left a glimpse of everything in a short time. Compared with the beauties that can be seen every day, the live broadcast of the Knife God is as important as the World Cup final and has no comparison at all.

If you miss an issue, it will make people feel in pain.

Seeing that everyone ran away, Hua Xiangrong was so anxious that she shouted in front of the camera: "You all come back! Do you still want to watch the dance? I will never wear stockings for you again!"

It was useless. The audience had already run away. The remaining dead otaku also felt bored after a trembling trembling, and silently closed the live broadcast.

"Damn it, hate it, hate it!"

"Sword God? Haha, Nie Zheng, what big-tailed wolf are you pretending to be?"

Hua Xiangrong, who thought she was very popular, has always looked down on her ex-husband Nie Zheng, thinking that she was a big star, and that she was just a pauper.

But fate is so teasing.

With the help of Jiang Ce and Cheng Danting, Nie Zheng became a top-notch anchor with tens of millions of Weibo fans, and even snatched a large number of Hua Xiangrong's fans from Dousha's PK.

The person I looked down upon at the beginning is now squatting on my head, and Hua Xiangrong just wants to find a piece of tofu to kill him.

"I won't broadcast it anymore!"

Hua Xiangrong took off her headphones and threw them on the ground. She kicked the chair open and slammed the door and angrily out.

The agent hurried over and said nervously: "Oh, my aunt, what are you doing? We signed a contract with others. How can we not broadcast it if we say it doesn't broadcast it?"

Hua Xiangrong said angrily: "The audience has all run away. What else can I do to show you? Show it to the ghost?"

As the two were talking, a middle-aged man came to the end of the corridor.

It is Bai Xinhong, the president of Dominant Entertainment.

When the two saw Bai Xinhong, they were so scared that they stood up straight and dared not speak nonsense.

"Hello, Mr. Bai."

Bai Xinhong looked at Hua Xiangrong and asked, "Why did it suddenly stop broadcasting? Do you know if you violate the contract like this?"

Hua Xiangrong pouted, "Of course I know this is wrong, but I'm so angry."

"What's wrong? Some viewers are talking nonsense?"

"What are the audience? I've been used to it for a long time. The most annoying thing is the bastard named Nie Zheng. He gave a broken name, "Sword God", turned around and made fun of the audience, and I had no one on the live broadcast, what's the point?"

"Nie Zheng? Sword God?"

Bai Xinhong frowned. He had indeed heard of this name recently, and it seemed to be very popular.

Agent Liu Chong said: "Mr. Bai, this sword god is an artist under Yimo Entertainment. He is so popular that he has snatched all the audiences of fighting sharks. Don't our hosts who dominate the entertainment industry have no food to eat? What should you do when you see this?"

When Bai Xinhong heard this, his brows frowned even more.

It would be fine if it was just a hit on an anchor. The problem was that this anchor belonged to Yimo Entertainment, so it would be unbearable.

"Okay, I understand this. If you continue to broadcast live, I will deal with it."

"knew."

Hua Xiangrong went back to the live broadcast room, while Bai Xinhong immediately left the company and drove to the headquarters of Dousha Jiangnan District.

Forty minutes later, Bai Xinhong came to Shark Fighting Headquarters.

Inside the boss's office.

Bai Xinhong and the boss of Fighting Shark - Xu Yangshu sat face to face.

"Mr. Bai, why did you suddenly want to come to me to sit here?" Xu Yangshu asked.

Bai Xinhong didn't say anything, but picked up the teacup and took a sip, and wanted to speak but stopped.

Xu Yangshu was unsure and asked, "Mr. Bai, if you have something to say, don't scare me like this."

Bai Xinhong sighed and said, "Mr. Xu, there is something I think is very dangerous to you. I want to say it but I am afraid of offending you, so I dare not say it."

"Oh, Mr. Bai, you are kind. You have something to say, but it's okay to say it."

"That's right, Mr. Xu, has your Shark Fighting Platform become popular recently with an anchor called "Blade Body"?"

Xu Yangshu nodded, "That's right."

"I heard it is an artist under Yimo Entertainment?"

"right."

Bai Xinhong shook his head, "This is the problem."

Xu Yangshu was stunned, "What's the problem?"

"Mr. Xu, you don't know that Yimo Entertainment is ambitious and wants to swallow all the entertainment industry in the entire Jiangnan District. Live broadcast is also part of their future plans."

"So?"

"So..." Bai Xinhong said coldly: "They put the anchor in your live broadcast and don't sign a contract with you. On the surface, it seems that it can help Dousha Platform to activate the atmosphere, stimulate consumption, and increase traffic, but in fact..."

Bai Xinhong wanted to speak but stopped.

Xu Yangshu asked anxiously: "How is it actually?"

"Haha, in fact, they are trying to destroy the fighting sharks and satisfy themselves!"

"Ah?" Xu Yangshu asked in surprise: "What do you say?"

"Mr. Xu, think about it, as soon as the Knife God starts broadcasting, Wuyang and Wuyang will all pass by the entire Dousha Dou platform and become his fans. At that time, Yimo Entertainment will set up its own live broadcast company, and Dao Shen will move into their own live broadcast platform. When the time comes, it will bring all the fans on Dousha. The people on your Dousha Platform will run away at once, and there will be no place to cry at that time!"

Xu Yangshu took a deep breath, "That's right, what should I do?"

"It's easy to deal with. You have to force the Knife God to sign a contract. For five years, no, you can only broadcast it on your Shark Fighting Platform within ten years, and no other platforms can broadcast it."

Xu Yangshu smiled bitterly, "How is this possible? Yimo Entertainment will definitely not agree."

"disagree?"

Bai Xinhong smiled, "If you don't agree, let them get out, turn off the live broadcast room of the Knife God and let him cool down aside. In this way, will you keep all your fans of Shark Fighting? And that Shark Fighting God is just a chef, and you have a lot of skills. Go back and find more than 20 five-star chefs to move into Shark Fighting God, and create a bunch of Shark Fighting God in minutes."

"At that time, you not only saved the audience of Shark Fighting, but also created a group of your own 'Sword God'. All the contracts were signed under your Shark Fighting, and the money you earned went into your pocket. Why not do it?"

These words moved Xu Yangshu.

He thought carefully and smiled.

"Mr. Bai, what you said makes sense. I was almost cheated by Yimo Entertainment."
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