Chapter 272: Chapter 272: Widening the Gap Again
It’s no secret that talent agencies spend money on buying votes for their contestants.
Although fan contributions are indeed a significant amount, others have fans too. It all comes down to who has the most number of fans.
It’s pointless.
Fans are just trapping themselves in this internal wrangle, squeezing themselves dry.
The real drama is at the agency’s end.
To overtake the ranks of those ahead, company funding is absolutely crucial.
George River, watching people on the screen whose every movement was nearly perfect, diverted his gaze and made a decision, "Forget the press release. Drop a million, get Tiffany Lynch’s rank up there, make sure she stays in first place."
In the end, the obsession from his younger years trumped his fleeting regret and heartache.
His subordinates received the order and immediately set to work.
As soon as the money was in place, Tiffany Lynch’s live video clicks and online voting results visibly soared.
The comments section was filled with pleas for their own fans to hurry and cast their votes.
——Geez! Our girl was damaged by a strident noise, everyone, hurry up and vote for Hannah!
——Somebody must have paid a bomb, gaining over a hundred thousand votes in minutes!
——Tiffany deserves it, right? How dare certain groups jump around in the spotlight?
——Everyone knows who the royalty is!
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The secretary kept an eye on Prideful Entertainment’s every move, as Arnold Simmons instructed.
The moment they spent a million dollars on votes, the secretary got the news, and immediately called to report to Simmons.
Lastly, he asked, "President Simmons, should we blow the whistle or pay up?"
Paying up, of course, meant paying for Hannah.
After all, reporting isn’t worth considering. Not to mention the time consumed. Most importantly, this has essentially become an implicit rule in talent shows—it’s all about who pays the most.
While it’s a talent show, it’s actually just a disguised variety show.
One pays, and the other gives exposure.
True whistle-blowing would inevitably involve various interest groups, and the success rate of reporting is virtually zero.
Arnold Simmons is a businessman.
He’s ruthless and will do anything necessary.
If George River wanted to play, then he would join his game.
"How much did the other side shell out?"
The secretary replied, "One million."
Simmons’ lips curled into a smirk as his gaze drifted to the person on the screen. He casually said, "Three million."
The secretary paused for a couple of seconds before hastily acknowledging.
Fans work themselves to the bone just to cobble together a few hundred thousand, and then their boss whips out three million.
Indeed, only the top dogs could beat each other.
Otherwise, if Miss Winter were surpassed because someone paid more, it would indeed be irritating.
Yes, influenced by their boss, the secretary had also started following the talent show.
What they once mocked as child’s play, they now find irresistible.
Enough said, as soon as the money arrived, they had to get busy hyping it up.
Hannah’s votes were originally far ahead of Tiffany Lynch’s, it was only George River’s intervention that nearly led to Lynch’s upset victory.
Now that Simmons had made his move, the gap was quickly restored.
Hannah was still far in the lead, with a number of votes others could only dream of reaching.
The fans all cheered.
——Unbelievable! Hey, other side, this is fate, this is power!
——The ones who shamelessly bought votes before, can’t even catch up now after spending so much money. It’s hilarious!
——I always suspected there was a top dog among us, now the big guy is standing up for our girl. Respect!
——Wasn’t there someone who said rankings don’t matter? Your fans seem to enjoy brushing up on votes!
——Hannah Winter, the proven royalty! Frequent voters!
