147: Chapter 147 Vague Four-Star Intelligence

Zhang Quanzhi snorted coldly, his heart filled with anger. He felt that Chen Shaoping was disrespecting him, and his tone became stiff.

"Young Master Ping, if I don't agree to your request to add people, then only one of these two songs can appear in the gala?"

He laid his cards on the table directly, with a subtle hint of threat.

Chen Shaoping's voice also grew a few decibels louder. "Director Zhang, if all the other songs are sung by Heavenly Kings and Queens, then I have no objection to you taking the songs, and I can even write one or two more for the gala."

"But I believe that's not the case; there will still be many popular young idols, right?"

The more he spoke, the more agitated he became, and he couldn't help but slap the coffee table. "I disagree with giving my songs to young idols to sing."

"To put it harshly, I don't think they're worthy of singing my songs."

Seeing that both of them were getting heated, Zhang Ying quickly intervened to mediate.

"Calm down, both of you. It's all for the gala. Can't you just talk nicely?"

She glared at Chen Shaoping and added, "Even if what you say is reasonable, say it properly, without all the slapping and banging."

Chen Shaoping realized he had lost his composure. He took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and his tone became calm and clear.

"My apologies, Director Zhang, I was out of line."

"I still want to say, whether it's Wang Bo or Zhou Bule from our company, in terms of vocal quality and singing skill, which one is worse than those young idols who only know how to act cute and show off?"

Zhang Quanzhi hadn't expected Chen Shaoping to think this way. After a moment of contemplation, he said, "How about this: I guarantee that the people singing your songs won't be those you mentioned. Will that work?"

Chen Shaoping was truly exasperated. Was Zhang Quanzhi genuinely not understanding, or was he pretending to be confused?

"Director Zhang, I'll be frank."

"Zhang Ying sings 'Me and My Motherland,' and Zhou Bule sings 'As Desired.'"

"I'll write another song for the gala, and you can arrange for someone to sing it—anyone but a young idol."

"Moreover, popular idols are prone to scandals recently; there are precedents right before our eyes."

"Xu Kun fell, and Lu Han is finished. Director Zhang, you wouldn't want someone who just appeared on the gala to have a scandal the next day, would you?"

"Not only would it implicate the entire gala, but netizens would also criticize you for having poor judgment."

"You..." Zhang Quanzhi was angered; Chen Shaoping dared to threaten him in return.

Thinking about Lu Han's incident, although he brought it upon himself, Chen Shaoping was the biggest instigator.

Even with Xu Kun, Chen Shaoping played a catalytic role.

If Chen Shaoping knew Zhang Quanzhi's inner thoughts,

He would definitely say, "Xu Kun's downfall was also entirely my doing."

Zhang Quanzhi was displeased. "Aren't you afraid I'll revoke Zhang Ying's spot? It's hard for me to add people, but it's very simple to revoke a spot."

"Director Zhang, if you take it back, we won't suffer any losses; at most, we'll just miss out on this icing on the cake."

Chen Shaoping paused, a hint of mischievous smile on his face, and continued, "Motherland's birthday doesn't necessarily have to be celebrated at the gala."

"I will write a song for every singer in our company, regardless of gender, and release them on National Day evening, as a celebration for our Motherland."

"Perhaps... the attention will be even higher."

"Don't doubt my ability; I'm very fast at writing songs."

Zhang Quanzhi was speechless after these words. He turned to Zhang Ying and said, "You're just going to let him mess around like this?"

Zhang Ying said seriously, "Director Zhang, I think what he said makes sense and there's no problem. I fully support him."

Zhang Quanzhi's eye twitched. He leaned back against the chair, making a difficult decision.

"Let's confirm Zhang Ying singing 'Me and My Motherland' first."

"For the others, I need to discuss it. I can't guarantee anything."

Although he was the chief director, he wasn't part of the system himself, so he faced even more constraints.

Many eyes were watching, just waiting for him to make a mistake.

"Alright, Director Zhang," Chen Shaoping readily agreed.

He muttered to himself: If you don't insist on my songs, I won't force people on you. It would have been settled earlier this way.

After the discussion, Chen Shaoping and Zhang Ying stood up to leave.

Zhang Quanzhi reminded Zhang Ying to protect her voice during this period. Rehearsals were in the next two days, and she had to be available on call.

Leaving the CCTV Tower.

Zhang Ying leaned tightly against Chen Shaoping, praising him, "Hubby, you were so handsome just now."

"Any reward?" Chen Shaoping looked at Zhang Ying slyly, tilting his face.

Zhang Ying glanced around, and seeing no one paying attention to them, she gently kissed him.

Chen Shaoping smiled contentedly.

"Wifey, where are we going next?"

"Let's go back to Yangcheng first. We might have to come to Kyoto again tomorrow or the day after."

"Alright."

The two bought afternoon flight tickets, and after eating, they headed to the airport.

At this point, Chen Shaoping finally took a moment to look at the refreshed intelligence.

[Today's Intelligence 1 (★★★★): Tonight at 21:18, on the CCTV program 'treasure appraisal', the 'meiping vase with underglaze blue figures, chenghua reign mark', unanimously identified by four experts as a national treasure, is actually a fake.

The appraisal method is similar to that of the painting and calligraphy 'hummingbird'. Such fakes also appear in some famous Museums, concentrated in three categories: bronzeware, painting and calligraphy, and porcelain. If you have an interest in collecting, please be cautious.]

[Today's Intelligence 2 (★★★): Tonight at 22:00, actress Shu Xin joined a mysterious 'spiritual cultivation organization' called 'Fire Fox' in the 'Dream of Fate' hall on the 2nd floor of the Jingjiang Hotel.

Under the guise of 'life science research,' 'spiritual mentors,' and 'elite leader retreats,' this organization integrates psychology (such as hypnosis, group therapy), philosophical fragments, quantum mechanics terminology, and medical pseudoscience (energy healing, past life regression) to form a complex discourse system that is difficult to simply refute.

It targets the pain points of female celebrities, powerful women, and female elites, such as 'loneliness, criticism, creative bottlenecks, and career anxiety,' offering exclusive courses like 'finding one's true self,' 'breaking free from public scrutiny,' and 'stimulating inner creativity.'

Membership fees are extremely expensive, serving as a threshold for screening members and showcasing 'high-class status.'

Through high-intensity physical and mental exercises (such as long-term fasting, sleep deprivation, confession) and the destruction of personal boundaries, participants become mentally exhausted and their cognitive abilities decline, making them more reliant on the 'guidance' of their mentors.

This is to achieve the goal of exploiting these female participants for both their wealth and their bodies.]

After reading the intelligence, Chen Shaoping's brows furrowed.

Both pieces of intelligence were somewhat baffling.

The first one, starting from a fake cultural relic, implied that some Museums also contained fakes.

But it didn't specify which Museums had similar fakes, or what the specific cultural relics were.

Yet, its star rating was as high as four stars.

Chen Shaoping hadn't figured out how to proceed.

He merely guessed that someone in certain Museums was embezzling, replacing genuine items with fakes.

If that were true, the implications would certainly be significant.

The second piece of intelligence was detailed like a survey report, yet it exuded an evil aura.

Many of the terms appearing in it were new to him.

He simply couldn't comprehend terms like 'group therapy' or 'past life regression.'

However, he generally understood that it was a fraud organization targeting high-level elite women, with seemingly 'high-end' methods that were obscure and hard to understand.

Behind these flashy terms, wasn't it essentially exploiting information asymmetry and creating a sense of mystery?

It was specifically targeting women with status and financial resources who also had inner anxieties, to exploit them for both their bodies and wealth, wasn't it?

He had to admit, these people had thoroughly studied the psychological state of women.

Many women actually fell for this kind of thing.