Chapter 156

Hua Hua Chenyu was confused.

“No, what do you want to say?”

The agent was silent for a long time, then said slowly.

“I want to say... you don’t seem to have given me a red envelope?”

……

“Mr. Su, don’t worry, there is a way to the mountain.”

Walking out of the CCTV No. 1 studio hall, Bai Xiao comforted considerately.

Su Meng was confused, pointed to his nose and said.

“No, which eye did you see me worried about?”

Everyone looked at him, and couldn’t help but wail in their hearts.

Should I say you are big-hearted, or say you are heartless?

Such a big thing happened, you actually have no reaction at all?

Bai Xiao saw that she comforted the wrong person, and was also a bit embarrassed, hurriedly changed the subject.

“That... Mr. Su, I’m going home first, my family is still waiting for me to keep the New Year.”

“Wish Mr. Su a Happy New Year, and all wishes come true!”

“Thanks!” Su Meng said seriously.

“Also wish you a Happy New Year, good luck again and again...”

Bai Xiao almost sprayed a mouthful of old blood.

I have good luck again and again? Isn’t my good luck lent to you?

Sent him two sanitary balls, and said goodbye to others, then left gracefully.

Others, although worried in their hearts, also pretended to be relaxed, and said goodbye one after another.

Su Meng stood at the door of the CCTV No. 1 studio hall, and suddenly smiled.

“Worried about me? Offending CCTV?”

“Isn’t it just popularity points?”

“There are many ways, who said I can only get popularity points by relying on CCTV?”

“You guys... underestimate a cheater too much...”

……

A seemingly ordinary family courtyard.

A seemingly ordinary residence.

Bai Xiao pushed the door and entered, a circle of people sitting in the living room watching the Spring Festival Gala.

Seeing her come in, Mother Bai greeted her with a smile.

“Xiao Ling, your song was really well sung!”

“I’m going to be your fan.”

A middle-aged man with a firm face also nodded slightly and said lightly.

“Sung well.”

Bai Xiao returned home, and suddenly let go of herself.

Kicked her shoes, full of pride.

“Of course, don’t look at who wrote the song?”

Everyone laughed dumbly.

Mother Bai looked at her and suddenly beamed.

“It seems you admire that Su Meng very much, bring him home to sit when you have time.”

Bai Xiao’s face turned red, and she muttered.

“I won’t tell you guys, I’m looking for Grandpa!”

On the sofa, an old man was reading a newspaper, occasionally scanning the TV.

Bai Xiao ran over, holding his hand and acting like a spoiled child.

“Grandpa~~~ did you see me singing?”

The old man seemed to love his granddaughter very much, put down the newspaper and said helplessly.

“Grandpa not only saw your song, but also heard what you said.”

He imitated Bai Xiao and said.

“Mr. Su is right, anyway, I haven’t watched the Spring Festival Gala for several years.”

“Grandpa~~~” Bai Xiao shook his hand and acted like a spoiled child.

“I’m telling the truth, Grandpa, didn’t you teach me not to lie since I was a child?”

The old man was also a bit helpless.

“You, you are too worrying, originally it was Su Meng’s business, why do you have to wade into this muddy water?”

Seeing Bai Xiao still acting like a spoiled child, he shook his head and said lightly.

“The things he caused himself, he must solve them himself!”

Bai Xiao suddenly smiled, a pair of beautiful big eyes bent into two crescent moons.......

"Su Meng, I'm begging you, just say a little less."

Duan Duan Jiangping was on the verge of tears.

"Boss, my heart isn't in the best shape, please stop putting me through this."

Su Meng chuckled, completely unbothered.

"Boss, is this really such a big deal? Is it worth all this?"

"Not worth it?" Hearing him speak so heartlessly, Duan Duan Jiangping felt his whole world crumbling.

"That’s Central Television! If you offend them, which TV station will ever dare to work with you again?"

"Forget TV stations; the entire entertainment industry treats you like a venomous snake or scorpion now, avoiding you like the plague."

"It's already been said, what else can I do?" Su Meng asked nonchalantly.

Duan Duan Jiangping was silent for a moment before finally making up his mind.

"How about you lay low for a while?"

"Didn't you say last time you wanted to film something about dead people?"

"At worst... the company will foot the bill, go make your movie."

"Film it properly this time. Don't worry about the cost, don't rush it. Take a year or half a year if you have to."

"Oh, right, the follow-up recording for *Down-to-Earth Superstar* has been postponed due to technical issues."

This was news Duan Duan Jiangping had just received.

After repeated discussions, the program's production team had finally reached this decision.

With the situation unclear, they dared not offend Central Television, yet they didn't want to lose the traffic Su Meng brought.

So, they decided to sit tight and wait to see how things developed.

Hearing this, Su Meng raised an eyebrow, finally showing some interest.

"Oh? Boss, you're agreeing to let me film a movie?"

"Of course!" Duan Duan Jiangping gave himself a mental pat on the back.

*You really are a clever little devil.*

"Anyway, you've already made a name for yourself in the film industry."

"That *Flash Girl* movie left those theater chains both regretful and relieved. Even though they started showing it late, they still managed to get a decent share of the profits."

"If you make another movie, we won't have to worry about distribution."

"Is that so?" Su Meng was slightly surprised and fell into deep thought.

Should he continue making movies?

He hadn't forgotten that he still had the script for *Getting Home* in his hands.