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 ng Xue.
How had she suddenly beco the center of everyone’s attention?!
Previously, Feng Peizhi had always considered Si Fuqing a disgrace.
She had no desire to be seen with Si Fuqing on any engagent, pouring all her energy into ng Xue instead.
The forr was only a source of ridicule among her peers, while the latter could bring her unparalleled glory.
Yet, in such a short span, Si Fuqing’s endorsents and comrcial value had completely eclipsed ng Xue.
Feng Peizhi clenched her teeth, wanting to say more.
But with so many caras around, she couldn’t make any harsh statents and had to leave, her departure marked by a defeated silhouette.
Jiang Changning turned off his microphone, frowning. “What did she want from you?”
“She wanted to join a farewell group appearance,” Si Fuqing replied, picking up a knife. “I refused.”
Jiang Changning responded indifferently. “Indeed. there’s no need for you to
participate.”
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 ng Xue’s lackeys.
Participating in the group performance would only serve to support ng Xue.
Feng Peizhi indeed had a calculated plan.
“It’s easier for you to terminate your contract than for ,” Si Fuqing comnted. “The girl group disbands, and you don’t renew your contract. Your culinary show has also been approved, Tianle dia won’t intervene.”
Jiang Changning nodded. “I learned quite a few dishes from the master chefs in Yong’an City.”
Si Fuqing knew he was referring to the setting in “Eternity.” She paused for a mont, sighing lightly. “But it’s just a replica.”
No matter how gas 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 al, one chopping at and the other washing vegetables, while Ning Luoyao was skillfully starting a fire.
Xu Jianain pondered for a mont before approaching.
His smile was gentle, his patience evident. “Teacher Si, if you’re interested in entering the film and TV industry, I can help you. I know a director who’s currently casting for a youth campus web drama in need of fresh talent.”
Si Fuqing “chopped” the head of the wild boarwith out looking up. “What did you say?”
Xu Jianian’s expression paused, a chill running down his spine for a mont:
“Nothing. ”
Si Fuqing humd in acknowledgnt, continuing her work.
Back at Tianle dia’s 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 Peizhi’s little sches?
Although Tianle dia had managed to suppress the situation, ng Xue’s incident remained a complete joke.
“Why did you return from Southern State so soon?” Manager Luo glanced at her. “Did Si Fuqing accept the banquet invitation?”
Feng Peizhi hesitated. “She… accepted, but refused to participate in the group performance. Manager Luo, I think she’s considering terminating her contract.”
“Terminate her contract?” Manager Luo laughed upon hearing this. “She’s not like Jiang Changning. The contract she signed is practically a life indenture, with a penalty of nine hundred million. Even RM wouldn’t pay that much to break her contract. ”
“Don’t 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?”
Moreover, as Si Fuqing’s agent, Feng Peizhi surely had so dirt on her.
Releasing just a bit of it would be enough to ruin Si Fuqing.
Star and company disputes usually don’t end too ugly, nor do they end in complete destruction with the agent.
Who can guarantee the agent doesn’t hold sothing over their head? The entertainnt industry is small; parting on good terms makes it easier to reunite.
“And you, an agent, are being led by the nose by your artist,” Manager Luo sneered. “What, she was sent abroad for two years under the company’s orders, and you have nothing to hold over her?”
At that, Feng Peizhi suddenly rembered. “I do! I have private photos. Releasing them would definitely ruin her! ”
Most of Si Fuqing’s fans were there for her looks.
Manager Luo’s brow relaxed slightly. “Alright, try negotiating with her again. If she remains stubborn, release the photos at the banquet she said she’d attend, right?”
Feng Peizhi wasn’t sure, but Manager Luo, as a senior executive at Tianle dia, was well-inford about the upcoming banquet..
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