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After listening, I nodded in satisfaction and said, "Very good, everyone spoke very well."
Zhang Wei smiled and said, "President Lin, you flatter us."
I smiled slightly, "Since everyone has no objections, we will go ahead and participate in this program."
Zhang Wei nodded, "Alright, I'll arrange it right away."
I looked at her, a warm feeling surged in my heart.
Although the future was uncertain, with such a loyal group of partners by my side, what was there to fear?
In the following days, news about me heated up online.
Li Hao used his media resources and his large fan base to spread negative news about me everywhere.
He did this to label me negatively before the program started.
I, on the other hand, used my public relations company to release a series of positive news about myself.
"Lin Suqin appears without makeup, looking great."
"Lin Suqin visits a film crew and mingles with the actors."
"Lin Suqin attends a charity gala, setting a record for donations."
…
Once these news articles were released, they instantly took over the trending search list and changed the public's impression of me.
Although Li Hao's fans still harbored hostility towards me, the general public's impression of me had noticeably improved.
This battle of public opinion had just begun; more challenges awaited me.
With just a week left until the recording of the program, we began our intense preparations.
Zhang Wei contacted Zhao Ming while Sister Liu gathered and organized information.
I repeatedly watched past episodes of the program to find breakthroughs.
Soon, it was time for the recording day.
We arrived at the venue early to make final preparations.
Looking at my rosy complexion and spirited self in the mirror, I smiled with satisfaction.
The professionalism of the team reassured me greatly. Everything was ready, and the program officially began recording. According to the program flow, the guests would appear first, followed by me.
Li Hao was the first to take the stage. As soon as he appeared, the venue erupted with enthusiastic applause and cheers.
"Li Hao! Li Hao! Li Hao!"
The audience shouted in unison. Li Hao smiled, waved to the audience, and then walked to the center of the stage and sat down. He was dressed in a well-fitted suit, his hair meticulously styled, and he looked quite dashing.
The host asked him questions, and his answers were nothing short of perfect—both humorous and profound—drawing thunderous applause from the audience. I watched him, a chill creeping into my heart. This man was indeed extraordinary. His skills were far more impressive than I had imagined.
However, I wasn't one to back down easily. Since he had decided to compete with me to the end, I would match him step for step.
After Li Hao finished, it was my turn next. I took a glance from backstage and saw that the LED screen in the center of the stage was playing a promotional video. The audience was engrossed, and the atmosphere was very lively.
I took a deep breath, preparing to go on stage. Just then, the LED screen suddenly flickered and then turned into a snowflake pattern. The audience gasped in surprise.
"What’s going on?"
"I don’t know."
"Is it malfunctioning?"
I stopped in my tracks, looking at the snowflake-shaped LED screen, my brows furrowing.
Could it be Li Hao's doing?
I had a long-standing grudge against him, and his intention behind this should be to make me look foolish.
Thinking of this, I turned my head to glance at the backstage, and there stood Li Hao not far away, watching me with a hint of mockery on his face.
It really was him!
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