A real killer playing a villain; the guy surnamed Zhen in Detective, run!

Xiao Ju couldn't help but gasp.

This annual strategic promotion is not just a role; it's a ticket to the platform's resource pool for next year!

Many artists would fight tooth and nail for it, but they can only get a glimpse of it.

Lin Wanwan looked at the tablet, her fingertips slowly tightening.

She had heard of "The Faceless Ones".

It's been rumored in the industry for a long time that this is a suspenseful crime drama with a strong female lead and a complex character. If she plays the role well, she can break free from the stereotype of ancient costume dramas.

Any rising star would have made it!

But she felt no excitement, only unease.

"I can audition."

Lin Wanwan said, "If the director thinks I'm suitable, I'll prepare seriously. I don't need to rely on dinner parties."

Hongjie's gaze turned cold.

"Wanwan, you became famous too quickly, and you've thought too little about the entertainment industry."

Lin Wanwan didn't say anything.

Sister Hong took the tablet back.

"A rehearsal? A rehearsal is just a formality for outsiders. The real cards have already been dealt on the table."

She leaned back, her tone harsh.

"How much money did your company spend to build up your current innocent image? Your historical drama series became a hit, you gained over ten million fans, and now you think you can negotiate?"

Lin Wanwan's shoulders tensed.

Sister Hong continued, "In the company's eyes, you are an asset. Assets need to circulate, be exchanged, and bring more resources back to the company."

"You don't want to go to the dinner party? Fine! Then tell me, why is the company still promoting you?"

Xiao Ju looked anxiously at Lin Wanwan, but didn't dare to interrupt.

Lin Wanwan bit the rim of the cup and quickly put it down.

"If I don't go, the worst that can happen is that I'll lose 'The Faceless Man'."

"most?"

Sister Hong was so angry at her words that she laughed.

"Your absence tonight has offended not just one producer, but the entire investment chain. The company will freeze those two top business deals for the second half of the year."

"Even the urban dramas and fantasy dramas that have already been agreed upon will have their actors replaced. You think you're safe? Wow, the trending topics list changes eight times a day! Your company could create another 'pure and innocent' actress!"

The heating in the carriage was on full blast.

Lin Wanwan felt a chill run down her spine.

Xiao Ju's face turned pale, and her hand holding the down jacket froze in mid-air.

They all understood that Sister Hong wasn't trying to scare anyone!

Company contracts, business schedules, production crew coordination, and platform resources are all tied up in the talent agency system.

When an artist becomes famous, there are machines behind them; if the machines want to stop her, it doesn't need to be too complicated!

Just give them less exposure, fewer projects, and spread rumors of them being "spoiled" and "uncooperative."

No matter how powerful the fans are, they can't fight against a lack of resources.

Lin Wanwan put the cup back in the cup holder.

"Who exactly are the people here tonight?"

Seeing that her tone had softened, Sister Hong's expression relaxed a bit.

"The big investors, the executive producer, the director, the screenwriter, and Lu Yuan, the second male lead who recently became a sensation with 'Black Gold.' A few other people in the industry."

Lin Wanwan looked up.

"Lu Yuan?"

She had seen "Black Gold" and also watched clips from last night's "Escape Room".

Unlocked in three seconds, an NPC in the morgue handed him ginger tea, and he kicked open the water dungeon door.

People online are laughing at the "General Administration of Quality Supervision, Inspection and Quarantine going to the grassroots level".

Hongjie said, "He was also there to discuss roles. We're all in the same circle, it's normal socializing, talking about the script, just going through the motions."

That's a very familiar phrase.

Every female celebrity has heard a similar version before attending a dinner party.

Normal social interaction, just going through the motions, discussing the script.

Lin Wanwan lowered her eyes. "I'll take Xiaoju with me."

Sister Hong paused for half a second, then said, "The assistant can come with the car."

"I want her where I can see her."

"Wanwan."

Sister Hong's patience was running out.

"At a gathering of this caliber, the assistant can't sit at the table. She can wait in a private room outside. Just send her a message if you need anything."

Xiao Ju nodded hurriedly: "I can wait. I'll be right outside the door. Call me if you need anything, Sister Wanwan."

Lin Wanwan looked at her.

Xiao Ju is a year younger than her. She would hide snacks for her, warm her hands when she was filming night scenes, and even cry when she was upset by the brand.

But when it comes to the table of capital, Xiaoju's protection is pitifully thin.

A key card, a waiter, and a simple "No unauthorized personnel allowed" are all it takes to keep her out.

Lin Wanwan suddenly felt like laughing.

She's known as the nation's first love online, and her fans say they'll protect her for life.

In reality, even bringing an assistant to a dinner party requires considering the agent's attitude.

"it is good."

She heard herself say, "I'll go."

Little Orange's eyes immediately turned red.

Sister Hong put away the tablet with satisfaction.

"Back to the company."

-

At 6 p.m., Lin Wanwan was wheeled into the company's styling studio.

The dress was prepared long ago.

The white haute couture looks innocent at first glance, but the waistline is extremely cinched, and the shoulders, neck and back are exposed just right.

Sew "cleanliness" and "desire" together in the same piece of cloth.

The stylist surrounded her, making adjustments.

"Wanwan's skin is so fair, this outfit suits her perfectly."

"Don't wear too heavy makeup; retain that first-love feeling."

"Hair half up, with two strands left behind the ears."

Lin Wanwan looked unrealistically beautiful in the mirror.

She looked at herself, but her mind was on the dinner table that evening.

Little Orange stood to the side holding a shawl, wanting to speak several times.

Finally, she mustered her courage and handed over the shawl.

"Sister Wanwan, it's cold outside, how about we add this?"

The styling room fell silent for a moment.

Sister Hong stood by the door, her gaze sweeping over us.

Little Orange's hand trembled, and her shawl almost fell off.

Lin Wanwan reached out and pressed down on the back of her hand, took the shawl from her, and gently placed it on the back of the chair.

"It's not cold."

Little Orange whispered, "But..."

"fine."

Lin Wanwan looked at herself in the mirror and smiled at Xiao Ju.

Sister Hong glanced at the time.

"Set off."

Lin Wanwan stood up.

The gown's hem slid across the carpet, and the stylist stepped aside.

When she walked out of the styling room, the staff outside stopped what they were doing.

Beautiful, really beautiful!

But as Xiao Ju followed behind, she suddenly realized that the dress didn't look like a dress at all.

It looks more like a piece of wrapping paper.

Take someone who doesn't want to sit at the table, fold them up, flatten them, and send them into tonight's game where the average cost is eight thousand per person.

......

Lu Yuan stood in front of the Michelin three-star private restaurant.

The dark gray suit accentuated his shoulder line, giving him a cool, expensive, and aloof aura!

The premise is that you shouldn't look at his right hand.

He was carrying a foldable reusable supermarket bag in his right hand.

When Su Qinghan's car stopped, she saw this scene through the windshield, and her temples throbbed.

The car door opened, and Su Qinghan got out.

"Lu Yuan".

"Um."

"What is this?"

Lu Yuan moved the bag half an inch behind him. "Environmental awareness."

Su Qinghan held out her hand: "Give it to me."

"Director Su, wasting resources is shameful."

"Give it to me."

"It's normal to not be able to finish a meal costing 8,000 yuan per person. Not taking bluefin tuna with you is disrespectful to marine resources."

Su Qinghan pressed the car key to open the trunk, and the trunk popped open.

"Put it in."

Lu Yuan looked at her.

Su Qinghan said, "Now, immediately."

Lu Yuan looked down at the reusable shopping bag.

That look in his eyes was like saying goodbye to a huge outstanding payment that hadn't yet been received.

He folded the bag and put it in the trunk. Su Qinghan closed the trunk himself and pressed the lock button twice.

The passageway used to package the bluefin tuna was physically cut off.

Lu Yuan's hands were empty.

He stood at the door and glanced at the trunk of the car.

"Director Su."

"Um?"

"What you just locked wasn't the bag."

Su Qinghan was too lazy to answer.

Lu Yuan said, "It's Lao Liu's late-night snack."

Su Qinghan turned and walked inside. "If you dare mention Lao Liu at the dinner table tonight, I'll make you film an ancient costume drama with wire work tomorrow."

Lu Yuan followed.

"Actors need to broaden their acting range."

"Then I'll make the call now."

"But we cannot expand blindly."

Su Qinghan was so angry she laughed.