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    “Have I seen this before? You really take flattering words to heart, don’t you? You’re quite adorable.”

    Xu Shaochen chuckled, picked up a half-finished bottle of alcohol, and dumped it on his head. “This is a $66,600 bottle of alcohol. Let it clear your head. Make sure you remember how to talk to me next time.”

    As soon as he finished speaking, he smashed the bottle on his head.

    “Bang!”

    The bottle shattered instantly, and Cui Bo collapsed to the ground with a scream.

    “Prepare the contract and personally bring it to Qianyin for signing. By the way, let me introduce myself: I’m Xu Shaochen. If you don’t know me, just ask any random person on the street.”

    Xu Shaochen patted President Ye’s face, then wrapped his arm around Mei Liangying’s slim waist and left.

    Long San, Long Si, and the others also left the private room, following Xu Shaochen.

    “Huff… huff…”

    Only after the footsteps completely faded did the two people inside the room let out a sigh of relief, a feeling of fortune after disaster washing over them.

    “Damn it! This is what you call having no background? And this is your so-called second-rate entertainment company?”

    President Ye vented his frustration by raining punches and kicks on Cui Bo, cursing him as if he wanted to unload all of his recent anger.

    “President Ye, please spare me! I didn’t know! Who could have known that her man was this powerful?”

    Cui Bo clung to President Ye’s leg, begging for mercy. After all, he still needed to rely on him for his livelihood.

    “Do you two need me to call 911?”

    The waiter carefully walked in and asked.

    After all, the boss had warned them that anyone daring to anger Mr. Xu must be treated with some caution; they were practically asking for death.

    “Let me ask you, who exactly was that person just now?”

    President Ye took out a few bills from his wallet and handed them to the waiter, trying to get information on Xu Shaochen.

    “Mr. Xu is a good person.”

    The waiter didn’t take the money and dared not say more, so he simply turned and left.

    President Ye and Cui Bo exchanged helpless glances.

    “He’s a good person? Are you freaking kidding me? That’s what you call a good person?”

    “President Ye, I think we might have gotten ourselves into serious trouble,” Cui Bo said, swallowing nervously.

    “Bullshit! Do you think I don’t know that?”

    President Ye kicked Cui Bo and then dialed the number of an acquaintance in Jiangzhou.

    “Hey, Old Liu? I need some information about someone. Have you heard of Xu Shaochen? … Uh-huh, got it. Thanks.”

    After hanging up, President Ye’s face turned pale as sweat began to drip from his forehead, and his hand holding the phone trembled slightly.

    “Cui Bo, Mr. Xu just told me that he doesn’t like you. So, you better sit this movie out.”

    After a long pause, President Ye finally managed to speak, looking at Cui Bo.

    “Please, President Ye! We’re brothers! How could you do this to me? Can’t you go and plead with him again?”

    Cui Bo’s reaction was intense upon hearing this. After all, this was a big-budget production worth billions—opportunities like this were rare in a lifetime for any director.

    He had hoped to use this film to elevate his status further, so the thought of losing out on it made him panic.

    “Plead with him? Forget it. With our status, if we hadn’t been lucky today, we’d probably never see him in our entire lives.”

    President Ye let out a bitter smile, having just learned about Xu Shaochen from his old friend.

    His old friend had only said one thing to him.

    “Even the chairman of Wanhua Pictures would only be qualified to pour tea for Xu Shaochen in a respectful manner.”

    Imagine the terrifying level of influence Xu Shaochen held.

    They were lucky just to have escaped with their lives.

    “Sigh, I’d better call the boss first.”

    ………………

    “People in the entertainment circle are really no good. If I hadn’t been there today, you would have fallen into his clutches.”

    Xu Shaochen spoke with a bit of emotion, looking at Mei Liangying.

    Mei Liangying glared at him. “I’m also in the entertainment industry.”

    “That’s different. You’re like an unsullied white lotus, pure and untouched.” Xu Shaochen laughed and gave her a playful kiss on the cheek.

    Mei Liangying playfully scolded him, “Good thing I didn’t wear makeup, or you would have licked off all my foundation.”

    “Ding ding ding…”

    Suddenly, Xu Shaochen’s phone rang. He took it out and saw an unknown number.

    “Hello, who is this?”

    “Mr. Xu, I’m the chairman of Wanhua Pictures. I apologize on behalf of two of our thoughtless employees who offended you earlier.”

    “Please rest assured, from now on, the mainland distribution rights for all our films will be offered to Qianyin at the most favorable prices as a token of our apology.”

    The chairman of Wanhua Pictures kept his tone humble, feeling quite anxious. After all, for someone of his level, he was well aware of Xu Shaochen’s status.

    When he heard that President Ye had offended Xu Shaochen, he didn’t hesitate to curse his ancestors in Cantonese.

    After finishing the colorful language, he quickly pulled some strings to get Xu Shaochen’s phone number and called to apologize.

    Whether or not Xu Shaochen was truly concerned with the matter, the chairman knew he had to show proper respect; failing to do so would be considered foolish.

    Besides, a long-term partnership with Qianyin Entertainment would effectively add a layer of protection for Wanhua Pictures.

    “Consider the matter settled. I’m not the petty kind.”

    Xu Shaochen answered calmly. This incident was irrelevant to Wanhua Pictures, and he wasn’t someone unreasonable.

    “Thank you very much, Mr. Xu. If you ever visit Hong Kong, please allow me to show you the best hospitality.”

    The chairman of Wanhua Pictures sighed in relief. People with power who didn’t act irrationally were rare—you could almost call them a blessing.

    “Certainly.”

    Xu Shaochen hung up and looked at Mei Liangying. “I just secured a good deal for you. How are you going to thank me?”

    “What kind of deal?” Mei Liangying asked. Xu Shaochen smiled slightly. “From now on, all films produced by Wanhua Pictures will have their mainland distribution handled by Qianyin Entertainment.”

    “Really? That’s fantastic!”

    Mei Liangying was ecstatic, barely containing her joy. Wanhua Pictures produced numerous films and TV shows every year; this would undoubtedly usher in a period of rapid growth for Qianyin Entertainment.

    “Don’t just focus on being happy. You haven’t told me how you’re going to thank me yet.”

    Xu Shaochen teased, moving his hand a bit lower around her slim waist. Hmm, soft, elastic.

    Mei Liangying twisted her body shyly and whispered something into Xu Shaochen’s ear, her face blushing so fiercely it looked like she might bleed.

    “Will that be enough of a thank you?”

    “I can’t wait any longer.”

    With that, Xu Shaochen picked up Mei Liangying and rushed into the car.

    “Ah! Let go of me, you jerk! People are watching! Let go of me…”

    Chapter Summary

    Xu Shaochen teaches President Ye and Cui Bo a lesson, dumping a costly bottle of alcohol on Cui Bo's head and smashing it. The two men realize they've angered a powerful figure. Meanwhile, a phone call from the Wanhua Pictures chairman secures a valuable deal for Qianyin Entertainment through Xu Shaochen's influence. Mee Liangying is thrilled but shyly thankful, leading to a playful exchange between her and Xu Shaochen.

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