Lu Shao is cunning; Miss Nan has fallen for his tricks again.

Chapter 177 It's only 16,000, it's not a lot of money.

Zhang San pursed his lips, about to argue with Nan Xu, when the assistant director next to him cheerfully stopped him, "Hey, Director Zhang, there are quite a lot of people here for interviews today, let's not waste our time."

Upon hearing this, Zhang San nodded and said to the people auditioning below the stage, "Li Fuyou, third scene."

No sooner had he finished speaking than he saw Nanxu take his scarf, fold it, and spread it on the table for Guai Guai to play on.

He gasped; that was Pissa's scarf, costing 16,000 yuan!

"This is Pissa's scarf, it costs 16,000 yuan! You just laid it out on the table for her to play with?" Zhang San looked at Nan Xu in disbelief.

Nan Xu scoffed, "It's only 16,000 yuan, it's not a lot of money, why are you so shocked?"

Zhang San hesitated, then said, "Fine, he's not as rich as Nan Xu, so I won't say anything."

Two hours passed on and off, and Nan Xu was already quite tired. She leaned back lazily in her chair and said, "When will this end? I'm exhausted."

Zhang San glanced at the numbers and thought, "This is nothing! There are still hundreds more to go. It'll take all day to interview them."

Nan Xu gritted her teeth. A whole day, hundreds of cases—just thinking about it all made her head spin.

She checked her phone and saw it was only eleven o'clock. It felt like hundreds of years had passed.
The little one was already tired from playing and fell fast asleep on the scarf.

"Are you hungry? Do you want to order some takeout or something?" Nan Xu nudged Zhang San, seemingly oblivious to everyone else.

Zhang San was focused on watching the audition performances below, but still managed to reply, "I don't eat, but if you order takeout, bring me a cup of coffee."

Nan Xu nodded, picked up her phone from the table, and opened the food delivery app.

She ordered fried chicken for herself, and coffee for everyone else in the room, while she herself ordered a Coke.

She originally wanted to order beer, since beer and fried chicken are a perfect match, but she had to drive home that night.

So I had to settle for Coke instead.

A moment later, the delivery call came in. She was about to go downstairs to get it when Zhang San stopped her. "How can our sugar daddy go get the delivery himself? Let me be the sugar daddy and show him some courtesy." He then gave Nan Xu a greasy wink.

Nan Xu pushed Zhang San away in disgust, saying, "You're really greasy."

He then snapped his fingers, and his assistant, who was standing at the door, came in. "Xiao Li, go down and bring up the takeout from our sugar daddy."

Xiao Li responded and turned around to leave. Ten minutes later, Xiao Li returned with the takeout.

After Nanxu shared her coffee with them, she went about her own business, eating fried chicken and drinking cola.

The fragrance spread quickly, and Zhang San kept glancing at Nan Xu's hands.

Nanxu generously shared the fried chicken she had, saying, "Don't be shy, the gloves are on the table."

Zhang San smiled awkwardly and then declined, "Actually, I'm not hungry. I don't really want to eat that much..."

Nan Xu licked her lips and put the fried chicken box back. "Never mind if you don't want to eat it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang San's stomach growled twice, much to his dismay. Nan Xu chuckled, "Really not going to eat?"

"It's not a bad thing to have a little bit." Zhang San put on disposable gloves and picked up a piece of fried chicken.

"You're being tsundere again?" Nan Xu looked at Zhang San with a teasing gaze, her tone laced with mockery.

Zhang San ignored him and put the fried chicken in his mouth.

Half an hour later, Zhang San threw the takeout box into the trash can. Nan Xu found a comfortable sitting position and started playing on her phone.

She couldn't really tell the difference between good and bad auditions and performances, after all, she wasn't a professional. Professional tasks should be left to professionals; she was just there for the fun of it.

But she couldn't disturb others' work, so she could only play on her phone with headphones on.

Lin Zhengyu finally had some free time after a busy morning. Looking at the script sent by Nan Xu, he sent it directly to Sang Tingwan's new agent, Jiang Baishi.

He tried his best to distribute the company's resources fairly among the artists. However, since Sang Tingwan was the first artist signed by the company, he and Nan Xu still habitually tilted resources towards her.

Moreover, the script for "Ascension" had already reserved a role for Sang Tingwan, and the remaining three roles depended on her abilities.

The law of the jungle is their company's development philosophy.

If there are enough characters, they can distribute them evenly, but if there aren't enough characters, then it all comes down to who is stronger.

A short while later, Jiang Baishi knocked on Lin Zhengyu's office door.

"Come in." Lin Zhengyu coughed lightly and took a sip of coffee.

Jiang Baishi, dressed in a white women's suit and sporting a neat, short bob, asked, "President Lin, what is the meaning of the script you sent to my email?"

Lin Zhengyu's Adam's apple bobbed as he succinctly said, "The role of the second female lead is Tingwan's. There are also three smaller roles. You can choose from the company. They need to be good actors who fit the roles. They can join the crew early next year."

Jiang Baishi nodded, already used to Lin Zhengyu frequently providing resources to Sang Tingwan.

"Okay, Mr. Lin, if there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

"Wait, is Shi Yuening in the company? Tell her to come up here."

"Okay." After saying that, Jiang Baishi left the office.

A short while later, Shi Yuening came up.

"President Lin, you wanted to see me?" Shi Yuening, dressed in a black short skirt suit, pushed open the office door with a mischievous air.

"Well, how did the TN show go last time?" Lin Zhengyu stood up and pointed to the sofa next to him, indicating that Shi Yuening should sit down.

“That’s great. Vice President Bai said that if I’m available for the next spring fashion show, he can invite me to walk the runway.”

"That's good. I have a magazine cover here, would you be interested?" Lin Zhengyu picked up the notebook and handed it to Shi Yuening.

Shi Yuening happily accepted the tablet, but when she saw that her co-star was Lu Zhiruo, her expression changed drastically.

Lin Zhengyu took everything in.

"President Lin, can I refuse?" Shi Yuening stammered.

But she should understand that this is her job, and she has no reason to refuse the work that Lin Zhengyu arranged for her.

"Give me a reasonable explanation." Lin Zhengyu leaned back on the sofa, his hands clasped together on his lap.

Shi Yuening pursed her lips. "I don't think I, with my obscure status, can shoot a magazine cover with Actress Lu. There will inevitably be marketing accounts and haters making fun of me."

As for the content of the arrangement, it was definitely vulgar and offensive.

Lin Zhengyu chuckled, his voice melodious and pleasant, but his tone shifted sharply, each word piercing the heart: "Shi Yuening, don't you understand this industry? It's impossible for you to rise to the top of the supermodel world so easily. Since you've entered this industry, you should know its rules. Don't forget that even negative publicity is still publicity, and the company has plenty of ways to help you clear your name."

"If all you want is to be a pure white lotus untouched by worldly affairs, I advise you to terminate your contract as soon as possible. If you can't even stand rumors and gossip, how can you tolerate extreme fans and haters? Those people are impossible to guard against."

(End of this chapter)