Translator: _Min_
After finalizing the program contract with Si Fuqing, the assistant director had eagerly applied for funds from the Great Xia TV. He had been eagerly awaiting the day he could fly directly to Lin City.
At last, the day had arrived.
He had even planned a celebratory feast in Lin City once the contract was signed.
The manager paused mid-step and turned his head, locking eyes with the assistant director, whose face brimmed with excitement.
Something about the assistant directorâs face seemed oddly familiar, so he stopped.
Seeing the manager, the assistant director immediately grew cautious. âMiss Si, who is this?â
âA person of no concern,â Si Fuqing gestured towards a chair. âPlease, have a seat.â
âAh, alright,â the assistant director sat down, relieved. âAs long as itâs a person of no concern, thatâs good.â
He had been afraid someone was trying to steal his talent away.
Without a word, Shang Lu locked out the manager, who who had wanted to observe a bit longer.
Frustrated, the manager wracked his brain, trying to place the assistant directorâs familiar face.
Though he felt as if heâd seen it somewhere, he couldnât quite remember.
A call from the company hurried him along, and with no time to ponder further, he left hastily.
Inside the lounge.
After downing a bottle of water, the assistant director finally took the contract out of his bag. âMiss Si, here it is. Two copies of the contract, with all the details clearly laid out. Let us know if anything needs to be adjusted.â
âMhmm,â Si Fuqing picked up a pen, her eyes thoughtful. â1 thought the director had the final say?â
With an air of self-importance, the assistant director declared, âWhen the director isnât around, what I say goes!â
What the director doesnât know wonât hurt him.
âI had a piece of negative press about me released today,â Si Fuqing didnât sign, her fox-like eyes curving into a smile. âIf you wish to back out, you still can.â She had plenty of other advertising offers, after all.
Some approached her directly at the Youth With You training base to discuss endorsements, but most made contact with Tianle Media.
Feng Peizhi didnât allow her to accept any endorsements, rejecting all of them unless she could distribute some of the better ones to Meng Xue.
It must be said, this was the only thing Feng Peizhi did that aligned with her wishes.
âNegative press?â the assistant director asked in surprise. âWhat negative press?â
Si Fuqing raised an eyebrow. âShang Lu.â
Shang Lu reluctantly handed over his phone, which displayed tweets from various accounts.
The posts were all identical in text and screenshots.
[Does anyone not know about a certain Ms. S who intervened in a wealthy familyâs arranged marriage? The manâs mother went straight to the program crew. This really proves that shamelessness is invincible; such thick skin. But wanting to marry into a wealthy family, looks alone arenât enough.]
After reading it, the assistant director nodded. âSo, itâs like that. But with just one picture and a piece of text, itâs hard to see the whole picture. Oh my, these marketing accounts can really spin a tale better than me.â
Si Fuqing leaned back in her chair, relaxed. âSo, are we signing?â
âSign! Of course, weâre signing!â the assistant director said anxiously. âYouâre not having second thoughts, are you? We can still negotiate the payment!â
âIâve said it before, I donât want your payment. If itâs for charity, then itâs a donation,â Si Fuqing picked up her pen again. âBesides, your program interests me. Consider it a warm-up for me after laying flat for so long.â
snang LU glanced at tne contract, noting some or tne program names. âInteresting shows youâve got. Where will you shoot the lake with crocodiles episode?â
The assistant director finally noticed him. âYoung man, you look talented. Interested in doing an ad or something?â
âNo interest,â Shang Lu said proudly. âYour program is merely a warm-up for me. Forget crossing a crocodile-infested lake; I could even catch a large lizard in a tropical rainforest with my bare hands.â The assistant director was stunned. 1â?!?â
Si Fuqing gave Shang Lu a look.
âIn any case, Miss Si is the most formidable. She could defeat me single-handedly,â Shang Lu muttered in a quiet voice.
The assistant director was at a loss.
What kind ofpeople am I dealing with here?
After signing the contract, Si Fuqing asked, âHow many people are in each episode?â
âFive regular guests per episode,â the assistant director answered. âThere will also be special guests, the number of which is not fixed.â
âAlright,â Si Fuqing nodded. âYou havenât eaten yet, have you? Iâll have Shang
Lu take you around.â
Shang Lu wore a look of gloom but had no choice but to accompany the beaming assistant director.
Only after they had left did Si Fuqing pick up her phone to see the message sent by Pei Mengzhi..