From Thug to Idol: Transmigrating to a Survival Show

796  Stealing Someone's Glory

The members were back in their dorm, and June instantly went to his room to contact a trusted person. "Baldie," June said as soon as he answered the phone. "Master!" Bo Wen excitedly said when he heard June's voice. "It's been a while." "Hmm," June hummed. "How have you been?" "I'm doing alright. My kid's grandma finally allowed me to talk to her through the phone." A small smile appeared on June's face. Somehow, he felt proud of the Baldie since he was finally reconnecting with his most treasured person. "That's good," June said. "Do you have some time to help me with something?"

"Of course," Bo Wen said. "I told you—I would always be at your service." "I need you to look into someone," June continued. "Go ahead," Bo Wen said. "Zhilei Hong," June said in a serious tone. Bo Wen paused for a moment. "Zhilei Hong?" he asked. "How do you even know that guy?" June frowned. "You know him?" Perhaps Bo Wen also found out that Lei and Laohu were the same person? "Yeah," Bo Wen said. "He's pretty famous here in Phoenix." "Really, now?" June asked. "Yeah," Bo Wen said. "He's one of the board of directors. He has a pretty good influence in the company, and he was even rumored to be vying for CEO." "Tell me more," June said, leaning against his bed frame. "Wait, let me go to my office," Bo Wen said.

"You still there?" "Yeah," June said. "Continue." "As I was saying, Zhilei joined the company around a year ago, but he was instantly hired in a high position. However, I didn't really question it since he seems really competent." "He was liked by many, but he was also mysterious. He only showed up in the board's meetings and would rarely be seen in the building." "He was popular since he was handsome, though." Bo Wen clicked his tongue. "This is something that only a few people know. So, you've come to the right person." "Zhilei was pretty ambitious. He was the one who pushed for artists to go international and things like that. However, I can also tell that he wants to have a higher position." June frowned. It was already contrary to what Lei had said during their first meeting. Lei clearly said that he transferred to Azure because he wanted to take on a managerial position. "You know how it is in these companies," Bo Wen continued. "The power struggle is real. A lot of people want to become CEOs, and Zhilei was one of them. However, I heard from someone that Zhilei wasn't just aiming for CEO Young Do's position. Instead, he was aiming for the top CEO." "The head," June muttered. "Exactly," Bo Wen said. "He wanted to find out the head's identity. I still don't know the details why, but that's what I heard." "How do you even know all of this?" June asked.

Bo Wen sighed. "I can't tell you my secrets. However, you can trust me." "He had a pretty bad argument with CEO Young Do since he found out that he was looking for the head," Bo Wen continued. "How important is this head?" June asked. "You don't even know," Bo Wen chuckled. "If Laohu is a snake, then the head is the dragon. They're the boss level—one that nobody had ever surpassed." "Heck—they're the level that has never even been accessed!" Bo Wen continued. "Anyway, going back to the story. There was some conflict among the higher-ups, and Lei was inevitably kicked out. His support of Lin Zhi, who was exposed to have done a lot of crimes, supported that, so he was demoted to a managerial position." "However, he left after the demotion, and the next thing I know, he's already in Azure." June smirked. Aside from the 'head,' whom June still had to find the identity of, the story finally added up. "Well, that's the story," Bo Wen said. "I can send you his files right now if you want. However, I don't see any dirt on here. It just has all his volunteer work." "Please do," June said, already expecting a clean resume. "I've sent it," Bo Wen said after a while. June smiled. "Perfect." "I'm curious, though," Bo Wen said. "Why are you asking about Zhilei? Aside from his association with Lin Zhi, he seems out of the picture." "For now, just focus on your kid." Bo Wen chuckled. "You don't have to remind me to do that." "Thanks, Baldie," June said. "Always at your service, Master." With that, June finally ended the call. ***

After the Charity Concert, EVE was showered with praises by the media and the public. -EVE is an inspiration to the new generation! - EVE is birthing a new genre of idols. - I'm a fan of the right idols. - Azure hit the jackpot with these boys!

-Their stocks are amazing right now. EVE deserves it all! - I love them so much. You don't even understand. - They deserve all the praise they need. - They're pretentious. They just want recognition. - There's always a fucker who spoils the good mood, huh? Mr. Ong's assistant entered his office with a wide smile on her lips. "Sir, good news!" she exclaimed as she entered the room. Mr. Ong excitedly raised his hand. "Is my new wig made of 100% real human hair from Asian virgins finally here?" he asked. The assistant paused for a moment before shaking her head. "No, sir," she responded. "EVE is getting a lot of praise for the charity concert." "Oh," Mr. Ong said, his face dropping. "That's not good news, then." "It is, sir!" she insisted. "Our stocks are rising because of it. A lot of big brands also want to collaborate with us. Investors are also putting in more money to the company." Despite his initial disappointment, Mr. Ong brightened up as soon as money was mentioned. "I see," he said. "So, it generated money, after all." "Yes," she said. "I heard that a lot of companies are looking into it, too. It seems like EVE has started a trend among entertainment companies." Mr. Ong clicked his tongue. "But we're the first ones!" he exclaimed. "Yes, sir," she nodded. "This is good publicity for the company. With LUNAIRE's debut coming up, we're bound to become even more successful." Mr. Ong smiled, crossing his arms in front of his chest as he leaned against his seat. "Good, good," he muttered. "Schedule a talk that would celebrate the success of the charity concert," Mr. Ong said.

The assistant excitedly nodded. "Should I call the members of EVE?" Mr. Ong shook his head. "Of course not." "I will be the speaker."  n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om