Forcing Me to Be Reborn?!-Chapter 652 - 465 I’m Waiting for You to Die!_2

After speaking, he fell into thought for a moment, and eventually said, "And for some reason, I always feel like this kid is still holding something back."

Perhaps it was the sixth sense of an old bully towards a young one.

But Wang Lin still sighed, "Even if he has more tricks up his sleeve, it’s useless. Ultimately, the show must be a hit!"

"Perhaps," Yue Dongyi was noncommittal.

He still remembered Cheng Zhu saying in an interview that he really liked a sentence written by Shi Tiesheng:

"Regard the skeptical looks of others as will-o’-the-wisps, and boldly walk your path in the night!"

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Time passed, and it was three days after the broadcast of "Langya List."

The viewership on the third day was about the same as the second, with just a slight drop.

Judging from this viewing trend, under normal circumstances, it would have been pronounced dead.

Even if the promotional team worked overtime, day and night, it would likely be in vain.

Busy with work, Shen Guoqiang began to hear about the business sponsorship and joint ventures between "Youu Tea" and "Langya List."

In his circle, most people knew that the Shen family had invested in the previously successful Youu Tea.

There was no helping it, after all, Shen Minglang used to post frequently in his social circle, didn’t he?

Now his post frequency in social media had become more "steady," because Cheng Zhu told him, "You don’t need to speak now, the media will do it for you."

Hearing this made Shen Minglang so thrilled he couldn’t sleep at night, feeling a rush in every cell!

In the past few days, Shen Guoqiang had been quite busy, going on a business trip again.

He found out about the show through a friend’s mouth.

Shen Guoqiang didn’t understand viewership rates but seeing them drop constantly, he wondered if it was any different from those junk stocks he bought years ago?

At least stocks had a chance to bounce back, but this seemed only to go lower!

"Sure enough, it’s about to stumble," this thought emerged in Shen Guoqiang’s mind.

The last time he overheard a video conference by Shen Qingning’s side, he felt that Cheng Zhu and Shen Minglang were getting too carried away, both enormously inflated.

"Especially that kid Cheng Zhu, speaking as if he has no boundaries!"

At this moment, a new idea popped up in Mr. Shen’s mind.

"This could be a good opportunity to knock some sense into Shen Minglang."

"Don’t always be so submissive to others, without any opinion of your own."

"Not everything they say is right; you have a brain of your own to use. Otherwise, why did I even bother giving birth to you with a head?"

With that thought, Shen Guoqiang started to call Shen Minglang.

"Hello, Dad." [A Wanderer Abroad · Shen Minglang] was still out of town.

"What’s going on with you and ’Langya List’ this time?" Shen Guoqiang asked harshly.

"Oh, Dad, you’re talking about this." Shen Minglang’s tone was unusually relaxed, and even came out with, "Cousin... uh no, I usually call Cheng Zhu cousin, cough cough, Cheng Zhu said we got a comeback script this time."

Shen Guoqiang’s eyelid twitched again as he held the phone.

Listen to that tone, and listen to what he was saying!

He intended to bring his son down a peg, but he choked on his words for a moment.

Because it was obvious, Shen Minglang still had blind faith in Cheng Zhu.

Does he look panicked? Does he seem distressed?

Not at all!

He even seemed anticipatory!

Shen Minglang thought about the prospect of a comeback, "Wow, I don’t even know when the comeback will start, haha, I’m already starting to feel excited!"

"This script is good, this kind of comeback script is great, slapping faces left and right!"

Shen Guoqiang could only feel that his son was beyond help, nearly thirty years old and still so carefree.

Many parents of second-generation rich kids resent this attitude, as if the money given to them by their fathers was blown in by the wind!

They had all struggled to get to where they were, been poor, suffered, and groveled.

It was as if they didn’t value the father’s money at all!

"I see you’re not worried at all? You’re not worried about the more than two hundred million second-round funding for Yue Tea, and not worried about the poor results and money wasted this time?" Shen Guoqiang’s tone grew even more unfriendly.

But then, Shen Minglang started to comfort him.

"It won’t be like that, Cheng Zhu said it’s good for us that Yue Tea got funding early, and if this wave hits big, the later profits will only be greater."

Undoubtedly, this statement did not comfort at all, but further incensed Shen Guoqiang.

He felt that his son now was willing to go along with anything Cheng Zhu said.

It was pointless, completely pointless.

Probably, in the future, the Shen family could only rely on Ningning.

Shen Guoqiang snorted coldly, and then said coldly, "Fine, I’ll wait and see."

Shen Minglang was just about to say "Okay, Dad," when the sound of "beep beep beep" came through the phone; the other side had already hung up.

The phone call had no effect on the mood of our "sunny and cheerful big boy."

"Just wait and see, then!" Shen Minglang whistled to himself, thinking like this.

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That night, Cheng Zhu picked up the phone and made a call to Wang Wei.

After the call, the information Cheng Zhu received was basically as he expected.

"There aren’t many people who come to the store specifically for the ’Langya List’ co-branded series," Cheng Zhu thought to himself.

This time, partnering with "Langya List," Cheng Zhu had prepared two strategies.

The first strategy was to make a slight upgrade to the existing product, which really just meant repackaging it beautifully with "Langya List" branding for sale, with the contents being the same, and the price three yuan more expensive.