Translator: _Min_
And there was Shen Xiuwen, a national-level veteran artist, who normally held herself with such aloof dignity, now chatting with Si Fuqing as if they were friends.
Feng Peizhi felt utterly out of place, her heart struggling to catch its breath.
In her eyes, Si Fuqing was supposed to be the timid backdrop to Meng Xue.
How had she suddenly become the center of everyoneâs attention?!
Previously, Feng Peizhi had always considered Si Fuqing a disgrace.
She had no desire to be seen with Si Fuqing on any engagement, pouring all her energy into Meng Xue instead.
The former was only a source of ridicule among her peers, while the latter could bring her unparalleled glory.
Yet, in such a short span, Si Fuqingâs endorsements and commercial value had completely eclipsed Meng Xue.
Feng Peizhi clenched her teeth, wanting to say more.
But with so many cameras around, she couldnât make any harsh statements and had to leave, her departure marked by a defeated silhouette.
Jiang Changning turned off his microphone, frowning. âWhat did she want from you?â
âShe wanted me to join a farewell group appearance,â Si Fuqing replied, picking up a knife. âI refused.â
Jiang Changning responded indifferently. âIndeed. thereâs no need for you to
participate.â
The last promotional event for the ancient antic street had already led to a fallout between them and Cen Xiaosi and the other, who were Meng Xueâs lackeys.
Participating in the group performance would only serve to support Meng Xue.
Feng Peizhi indeed had a calculated plan.
âItâs easier for you to terminate your contract than for me,â Si Fuqing commented. âThe girl group disbands, and you donât renew your contract. Your culinary show has also been approved, Tianle Media wonât intervene.â
Jiang Changning nodded. âI learned quite a few dishes from the master chefs in Yongâan City.â
Si Fuqing knew he was referring to the setting in âEternity.â She paused for a moment, sighing lightly. âBut itâs just a replica.â
No matter how games replicate it or histories describe it, nothing can bring the grandeur of Great Xia from fifteen hundred years ago to the eyes of future generations.
She too wished to see that era.
Together, they prepared the meal, one chopping meat and the other washing vegetables, while Ning Luoyao was skillfully starting a fire.
Xu Jianain pondered for a moment before approaching.
His smile was gentle, his patience evident. âTeacher Si, if youâre interested in entering the film and TV industry, I can help you. I know a director whoâs currently casting for a youth campus web drama in need of fresh talent.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Si Fuqing âchoppedâ the head of the wild boarwith out looking up. âWhat did you say?â
Xu Jianianâs expression paused, a chill running down his spine for a moment:
âNothing. â
Si Fuqing hummed in acknowledgment, continuing her work.
Back at Tianle Mediaâs headquarters.
Feng Peizhi, having faced setbacks, had barely returned to the office when she found herself the subject of both overt and covert ridicule from other agents.
As agents, how could they not be aware of Feng Peizhiâs little schemes?
Although Tianle Media had managed to suppress the situation, Meng Xueâs incident remained a complete joke.
âWhy did you return from Southern State so soon?â Manager Luo glanced at her. âDid Si Fuqing accept the banquet invitation?â
Feng Peizhi hesitated. âShe⦠accepted, but refused to participate in the group performance. Manager Luo, I think sheâs considering terminating her contract.â
âTerminate her contract?â Manager Luo laughed upon hearing this. âSheâs not like Jiang Changning. The contract she signed is practically a life indenture, with a penalty of nine hundred million. Even RM wouldnât pay that much to break her contract. â
âDonât listen to her threats about taking us to court for extortion. The contract she signed is in black and white. What can she do to us?â
Moreover, as Si Fuqingâs agent, Feng Peizhi surely had some dirt on her.
Releasing just a bit of it would be enough to ruin Si Fuqing.
Star and company disputes usually donât end too ugly, nor do they end in complete destruction with the agent.
Who can guarantee the agent doesnât hold something over their head? The entertainment industry is small; parting on good terms makes it easier to reunite.
âAnd you, an agent, are being led by the nose by your artist,â Manager Luo sneered. âWhat, she was sent abroad for two years under the companyâs orders, and you have nothing to hold over her?â
At that, Feng Peizhi suddenly remembered. âI do! I have private photos. Releasing them would definitely ruin her! â
Most of Si Fuqingâs fans were there for her looks.
Manager Luoâs brow relaxed slightly. âAlright, try negotiating with her again. If she remains stubborn, release the photos at the banquet she said sheâd attend, right?â
Feng Peizhi wasnât sure, but Manager Luo, as a senior executive at Tianle Media, was well-informed about the upcoming banquet..