Chapter 242 Mrs. Sang’s kindness is not helpful

Sancho leisurely browsed through these hot searches. As expected, there was nothing in the comments to defend Lin Weichen or Li Qingyan. Even Rose Entertainment was scolded bloody.

"Sister Qiao, do you need to contact someone to cool down the heat and suppress all comments about this?"

The middle-aged lady asked, after all, because of the participation of passers-by, it is difficult to control the direction of the comments, and it is also difficult to clean up.

Two newcomers have won roles one after another over their seniors and best actors, and they are both in big productions. The show has not been aired yet, so it is really not convincing.

"No, this is a disguised admission that their characters are insiders. Let Li Qingyan and Lin Weichen stop reading comments in the near future and focus on filming."

"Yes, I'll call their agent immediately."

"Um."

Sancho opened WeChat and scrolled through it to find the director of Lin Weichen's movie, [Director Wang, hello, I'm Sancho. Is it convenient to send me Lin Weichen's audition footage? 】

After the message was sent successfully, she put her phone next to her and waited for a reply.

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Sanjia Villa

Mrs. Sang recently created a new account, following Sancho and all the artists under Rose Entertainment, even the ones who don't even have fans.

Nowadays, as soon as the hot search about Rose Entertainment came out, she saw it. At first, she would type and explain it to everyone in a nice voice, but in the end, no one believed her at all, and even her Weibo was deleted.

[Looking at the attention this account has received, it’s a small account, right? It’s from Rose Entertainment, right?]

[It’s so funny, all the comments are about Sancho, it’s not Sancho’s trumpet, right?]

[Have you ever been left speechless? Has Sancho become more popular as he becomes more popular? He doesn’t dare to curse with a trumpet, so he uses a trumpet to scold people. If you have time to fight with everyone here, you might as well think about how to cultivate good artists.

!]

Mrs. Sang quickly edited and replied: [I am not Sancho’s trumpet, just a fan.]

[Ah, right, right, where are the fans? A fan who only pays attention to Rose Entertainment artists, only posts Sancho, and has the same IP~]

[I really hate people like Sancho, and I hope Si Chenli dumps her quickly. 】

[Plus one, I still haven’t forgiven my brother Sang Shen. He’s so arrogant. If Sancho hadn’t been so stingy, how could their family be in disharmony? If she got hurt, wouldn’t it be in the past? She’s living so well now and is so generous.

What’s wrong?]

[The truth of the matter has not yet come out. Is it too arbitrary for everyone to convict my sister Qiao like this? 】

[Sancho’s dog is here again, it’s annoying, I really don’t want to see it. 】

[A pure passerby, but after recent hot searches, he directly turned against Sancho.]

Mrs. Sang was typing in a panic to explain, but she was helpless. She anxiously handed her cell phone to Sang Shen next to her to look at.

"Shen'er, please think of a solution quickly. I originally wanted to speak for Qiao Qiao, but now the people online are scolding Qiao Qiao even more fiercely."

Sang Shen was already dealing with this matter, and then he found someone to reduce the heat and edit a good copy to clarify it.

As a result, seeing the things my mother did on her own made the heat even higher, and even the direction of the wind turned to only Qiao Qiao, and I couldn't help but feel irritated.

"Mom, why are you using your trumpet to say random things? Doesn't it make it more difficult for Qiao Qiao to deal with you like this?"

"I... I just want to help Qiao Qiao, I don't dare to send the large size, I'm afraid..."

Mrs. Sang's voice became weaker and weaker. She was afraid that everyone would think she was pretentious, and she was also afraid that Qiao Qiao would ridicule her behavior.

"You'd better not be a disservice in the future. Use your big account to clarify that it's your trumpet, and I'll take care of the rest." Sang sighed deeply, but didn't say anything more after all.

Mrs. Sang's eyes couldn't help but turn red. She couldn't do anything to help, and she even put Qiao Qiao in an even more difficult situation.

"Sang Shen, is there anything I can do for you? Why haven't you been out filming lately?" Sang Zheng also came over with a flattering smile on his face.

He has no money to spend now, and the old man is unwilling to give more, which makes him very uncomfortable.

"What's there to photograph? They don't need my money anyway." Sang Shen laughed at himself. His current situation was alternately sober and depraved.

It was difficult for him to even look at Qiao Qiao, he even had no choice.

"How about you give it to me? I've recently looked at an investment. When I make money, I will buy a new villa. How about living there as a family?"

"Even if I throw it away, I won't give it to you. Go away." Sang Shen sneered.

His assistant soon sent a copy, which he copied and sent.

Mrs. Sang also took to the big account to introduce it to everyone. She set all posts about Jiaojiao to be visible only to herself.

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rose entertainment

Meng Jiahe saw that the trend on the Internet was becoming more and more unfavorable to her company, even rising to the level of Sancho. She almost died of anger at these netizens who only looked at the surface!

"Sancho, I don't think you should post any clips of Lin Weichen's audition to prove that he won the role based on his strength. The current trend on the Internet is full of curses on you, and there are even some vicious curses!"

As soon as Meng Jiahe finished speaking, two new red dots popped up on the screen of his phone.

Sang Shen V: [When I was running for a role with Li Qingyan, I lost the role due to personal reasons. There is no inside story. Please don’t make random guesses. Please pay more attention to my next arrangements.]

Mrs. Sang V: [(Screenshot) is my trumpet, don’t misunderstand Sancho.]

"The sky is falling? I can understand Sang Shen sending you a message. He is indeed like a licking dog. Mrs. Sang actually speaks for you. Is that childish trumpet her?"

Meng Jiahe didn't even have time to comment, her face was full of shock. She had seen Mrs. Sang hate Sancho and she almost wished for Sancho to die.

So even if Sang Jiao later betrayed Mrs. Sang, she didn't think Mrs. Sang would realize her mistake.

But now...

Sancho was minding his own business by posting a clip of Lin Weichen's audition and a makeup trailer, then casually glanced at the two latest pieces of news.

"It's no use."

Meng Jiahe lowered his head and looked at the comments on his phone, "...!"

The scolding became even fiercer, and some even claimed that Mrs. Sang and Sang Shen were forced to do so.

[Madam, how could you delete everything about you and Jiaojiao? Are you being coerced? 】

[Sancho’s own trumpet is in trouble and Mrs. San should come out to identify it?]

[Madam, if your mouth is covered, just blink. Sancho can't cover the sky with one hand!]

Meng Jiahe felt that she was going to be pissed to death, and couldn't help complaining in a low voice: "Mrs. Sang might as well not speak for you. It's really not helpful. Most of it is because she doesn't believe you. After all, she hated you so much before, and now she has repented."

Too fast."

"It's normal to be scolded, just don't look at it." Sancho moved his red lips and comforted him. It is difficult to be liked by everyone in a place like the entertainment industry.

She had understood this truth from the beginning, and now that she saw people on the Internet who did not understand and disagree with her style of conduct, she felt no emotion at all.

"Why don't you spend money to pay for it?" Meng Jiahe said with a bitter face.
Chapter completed!