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(What might have been blown off when the typhoon is today? The power was cut off for one night, and it was hot, stuffy and mosquitoes. So the second update was really too late. It was coming soon at 12 o'clock, so I could only post the unmodified copy first.)

Fang Weigang put down his phone expressionlessly. If it weren't for the trembling fingers, no one would have seen what he was thinking in his heart at this moment.

It has been 10 years since the last ban on the world in the entertainment industry.

At that time, he had just entered the industry not long ago.

Fang Weigang remembers that the second generation of popular entertainment was banned. This guy’s father runs a media company.

Because the second generation of entertainment wanted to make quick money in the circle, they asked their father to join forces with their friends and snatch resources from other artists everywhere.

Because of the excessive work, the big guys were touched and someone led the way to launch a ban on the world.

Since this time, no film company dares to ask him to film, and no program will invite him to participate.

The advertiser took all the content about him off the shelves, and no media will report his news again.

It directly made the second generation of entertainment go from a popular star to a missing person.

Moreover, not only did he lose himself, but his family's media company was also affected. Anyway, when he saw him on the news again, he was so depressed that he was a cowherd in a bar.

In short, it is a very terrible thing for celebrities to be banned by capitalism.

An artist who can no longer show his face in public will lose the meaning of this profession.

When Zhao Cheng reported the actions of the scum brothers in a real name, Fang Weigang had already expected that there would be such a day.

But now when everything is really coming to zero, he still has an indescribable feeling, as if he has fallen into the deep sea in an instant.

There is pressure everywhere.

"Brother Fang, why are your face so bad?" Zhao Cheng asked with concern.

After drawing more than 50 storyboards, Zhao, when he got up to move his hands and feet, he found that Fang Weigang was wandering around because of this situation.

“Ma…”

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Zhao Cheng's cell phone ringtone and Fang Weigang's voice sounded almost at the same time.

"Hey? Mengyan, this...I already know, it's okay. I'm working in animated movies recently, so don't worry about him."

Zhao Cheng was stunned for a moment, and soon reacted and comforted her.

While talking on the phone, Zhao Cheng glanced at Fang Weigang and found that he had returned to his usual state.

But Shu Mengyan's phone call seemed to have caused a chain reaction.

For more than an hour after that, Zhao Cheng kept answering the phone.

The ban on Zhao Cheng has been completely spread.

After hanging up the last call, Zhao Cheng and Fang Weigang fell into a brief silence.

"Brother Fang, I've dragged down tomorrow's entertainment." Zhao Cheng said guiltily.

Fang Weigang waved his hand and said, "There is no such thing as delaying or not. It is normal for business to lose money and make money. Besides, I support you in this decision."

"Don't worry about the company. Xinlan's path is very wild, and her skin color has become her biggest advantage."

"So, this ban will not affect her."

"As for the others in the company, because their status is too small, there is no impact."

"The only thing I feel sorry for is you."

"You are the one with the most skills, the fastest learning ability and the most immeasurable future among the artists I have ever met."

"The ban order from the rivers and lakes is not simple. If there is no accident, no news about you will appear in front of the audience in the future."

"Oh, I'm really... really..."

Fang Weigang rarely talks about things other than work in daily life.

Now that I have expressed my thoughts in one breath, I feel a little exhausted.

Zhao Cheng smiled heartily and said, "What if there is an accident? God, Daddy has many surprises."

Fang Weigang shook his head. It is estimated that only people like Zhao Cheng can laugh so happily.

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When it comes to the old urban areas of the capital, most people's first impression is a small alley with gray walls and gray tiles, or a courtyard house with flying eaves and corners. This type of old urban area is usually officially developed and built into a special attractions.

But there is another kind of old city, where its streets are dilapidated and old buildings of various heights are rented to Beijing drifters from all over China, who come to start businesses.

The current office location of Langxin Weibo is in one of the small office buildings without an elevator.

Although Langxin has a portal that has been operating for several years, the biggest source of their income is the advertising fees of merchants displaying pictures on the site. After deducting the daily costs, only a very small profit is left.

Therefore, every little expense of the company has to be spent on the knife, and the office location has never been changed.

No one would have guessed that Langxin Weibo, hiding here, will occupy a place in the four major social giants in the future.

But Zhao Cheng knew, so he was invited.

However, when he remembered that he had turned down the 1 million yuan purchase fee offered by Xinteng, he still felt his heart twitching slightly. He hadn't tried to make 1 million at one time.

Zhao Cheng stood at the entrance of the stairs and sorted out his emotions for a moment, then went upstairs.

Mr. Lai, the founder of Langxin Weibo, stood in front of the door and waited for Zhao Cheng. When he saw his figure, he immediately pushed open the glass door with a smile and made a "please" gesture with his right hand.

Zhao Cheng smiled and thanked him, took off his hat and mask, and his mood was a little complicated.

Mr. Lai was not so energetic at this moment. It could be seen that his slightly cramped movements were the first time he had come into close contact with a star.

Zhao Cheng in his previous life also met Mr. Lai, but that was at an annual meeting held on Weibo.

Zhao Cheng and other outdated actors sat at a table near the periphery. He saw Mr. Lai in the front from afar, and he was able to deal with various media and agency companies with ease. Everyone around him showed complimentary smiles at him, like stars supporting the moon.

At that time, he was thinking that if he could join Mr. Lai, he would only have a few hot searches to become popular.

Zhao Cheng didn't expect that he really had this opportunity now, and he felt that life was like a play.

But as I thought about it, I became a little distracted and almost hit Mr. Lai’s office low door frame with his forehead.

"Please sit down...or, I'd better take you out to get a private room to talk. My place is too small." Mr. Lai felt a little disgusted.

"It's okay, a man, don't mind these things." Zhao Cheng refused him with a embarrassed smile.

The two of them started to talk about the matter as soon as they sat down.

Mr. Lai, who became serious, was completely gone from the cramped appearance he had just now.

He talked endlessly to Zhao Cheng about his imagination about the future of Weibo, trying to make Zhao Cheng confident in him and Langxin.

“………After 10 years, the rapid development of the network is certain
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