Chapter 34: You Don’t Have to Be a Star Entertainment Artist Either

  The string of sharp, forceful questions came out with confidence. Under the dazzling sunlight, the youth’s usually soft features were cast in a cool, striking light, giving off a rare air of boldness and spirit.

  Shangguan Yunli silently broke out in a cold sweat for him.

  This silly kid really didn’t know the danger of challenging someone like Bo Tingshen. Did he think this would stir the man’s conscience? Wishful thinking.

  Bo Tingshen looked at the youth in front of him.

  Eyebrows sharp like bdes, eyes cold as stars—his aura was overpowering.

  So this is your true face?

  “The other three have far greater commercial value and traffic than you. While Star Entertainment does have an obligation to arrange resources and schedules for its signed artists, it is not obligated to continue investing in those who breach contracts, sck off, or bring a wave of negative publicity to the company. And as for the st point—if you don’t want to be part of Star Entertainment, you don’t have to be.”

  If you don’t want to, you don’t have to be part of Star Entertainment…

  Ye Xian’s heart shot up to her throat.

  Did… did he just threaten her?

  The original Ye Xian had signed a soul-crushing contract with Star Entertainment just to get close to Jiang Wanze. She had to earn 100 million yuan for the company within three years, or else pay several times that amount in breach penalties! During that time, Star Entertainment could treat any resource given as charity, and even if she got none, she had no right to compin.

  So now, Bo Tingshen was saying even that charity could be revoked?

  How shameless could he be?!

  Shangguan Yunli had already expected this outcome. How could a clueless little cub take on the king of the jungle?

  “I mean, really, you two…”

  “You’re absolutely right!”

  Ye Xian clenched her fists tightly. “But the reason my commercial value and visibility are so low—the reason I appear idle and unmotivated—is because I was bcklisted! I didn’t even have a chance to appear in public, let alone get any jobs. How am I supposed to prove myself under those conditions?!”

  “What? Did you just say you were bcklisted?”

  Shangguan Yunli’s eyes narrowed as he looked at her, then gnced at Bo Tingshen.

  Only now did he realize something was off.

  “By who?”

  Bo Tingshen loathed anyone in his company abusing their authority. Who in Star Entertainment dared bcklist an artist without approval?

  “Why are you even asking? Do you think I’d lie about something like this? If I weren’t bcklisted, do you think I’d want to beg this cold-blooded—”

  Ye Xian gnced at Bo Tingshen mid-sentence and held back the insult.

  Leave a line of retreat for yourself—so you can meet again in the future.

  “Say it.”

  For some reason, Bo Tingshen’s expression had darkened.

  Ye Xian was puzzled. Why did he care? It’s not like he was going to stand up for her.

  “Yan Dong.”

  She had looked it up online the night before—the powerful Star Entertainment exec who, to stand up for his daughter, ordered her bcklist in one sweeping move was named Yan Dong.

  “Him?” Shangguan Yunli was a little surprised. “Didn’t expect that. Always seemed like such a quiet, mild-mannered old man—and he pulled something like this?”

  Ye Xian scratched her head at his tone. “You know him?”

  “Of course.”

  Shangguan Yunli slung an arm around her shoulder, eager to gossip. “Yan Dong used to be just a mid-level manager in the Bo Group. He worked diligently for years, so when the old master Bo founded Starlight Entertainment, he suggested giving Yan Dong some shares as a kind of retirement pn…”

  From the gap in his arm, Ye Xian could see Bo Tingshen walking over to a rge, leafy tree and pulling out his phone.

  “What’s the president doing?”

  “Oh, now he’s president again? Didn’t you just call him ‘Bo Tingshen’ and ‘cold-blooded animal’ not too long ago?”

  “Well… he is cold and heartless, isn’t he?”

  “Please—that’s what you call cold-blooded? You’ve only seen the tip of the iceberg.”

  “If the tip is already that terrifying, no warmth and totally perverted…” Ye Xian muttered as she kicked at the little white golf ball near her feet, “He even told me to wear that and take pictures for him. Dream on!”