Entertainment: A song that brought his deceased wife back to life.

Xu Qing's Weibo post was published less than two hours ago.

Wang Jianguo, president of Xinghuang Entertainment, smashed three cups in his office.

He yelled at Sister Hong at the top of his lungs.

"I sent you to discuss cooperation!"

"You've turned this into a negotiation?"

"Mingyue Qingfeng publicly berated Su Man in front of the entire internet, 'Who do you think you are!'"

"Do you know who's standing behind Su Man?"

Sister Hong stood in front of the desk, her face deathly pale.

She opened her mouth as if to explain something.

Wang Jianguo didn't give her a chance to speak at all.

"Starting today, all of Luo Qianyu's business resources are frozen."

"The variety show that was being filmed had all of her scenes cut overnight."

"Remove the van and dismiss the assistant."

"I personally called to terminate the high-end luxury endorsement contract."

Sister Hong got anxious.

"Mr. Wang, Luo Qianyu still has contracts with three brands that haven't expired yet."

"If you force us to terminate the contract, we'll have to pay the penalty."

Wang Jianguo sneered.

"Have the legal department check her contracts."

"Just find any excuse to terminate it."

"in addition."

Wang Jianguo took a document out of the drawer and threw it on the table.

"Take this termination agreement to Luo Qianyu."

"80 million in breach of contract penalty."

"She has three days to sign."

"Can't sign?"

"Then let her waste her time at Star Emperor."

"I'll keep her coming to me on her knees until she begs me."

Sister Hong looked at the numbers on the termination agreement.

Eighty million.

Even if Luo Qianyu took out all the money she had earned in the past two years, it wouldn't be enough.

Wang Jianguo had lost his patience.

He picked up his phone and dialed Su Man's number.

"Manman, starting tomorrow, all three high-end luxury brand endorsements that Luo Qianyu holds will be transferred to your name."

Su Man's satisfied voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Mr. Wang is very straightforward."

"However, I suggest that Mr. Wang add fuel to the fire."

"Let the whole internet know that Star Emperor Entertainment is not a place where some people can get away with anything just by relying on men."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Jianguo glanced out the window.

"Wei Hongxia".

"At tomorrow's press conference, Su Man's new album project will be developed according to S-level standards."

"From today onwards, Luo Qianyu's name is not allowed to appear in any of the company's promotional materials."

Sister Hong walked out of the president's office with the heavy termination letter in her hand.

She stood leaning against the wall in the corridor for a long time.

Then he took out his phone and sent a message to Luo Qianyu.

Hongjie: [Xiaoyu, come to the company tomorrow.]

Sister Hong: [There's a document I need you to look at.]

Hongjie: [I'm sorry.]

This is the first time Sister Hong has apologized in a message.

These three words are even heavier than that $80 million termination agreement.

the next day.

The city of Jiangcheng experienced its heaviest snowfall of the winter.

Luo Qianyu arrived at Xinghuang Entertainment at eight o'clock in the morning.

No nanny van came to pick her up.

She took a taxi there.

The young woman at the front desk glanced at her for a moment.

Then he quickly lowered his head and pretended to be organizing documents.

Luo Qianyu stepped into the elevator.

Two trainees from the company were standing in the elevator.

They exchanged a glance after seeing Luo Qianyu.

One of them whispered something to the other while holding his phone.

Luo Qianyu ignored it.

She pressed the button for the twelfth floor.

Sister Hong's office is on the twelfth floor.

The door was open.

Sister Hong sat behind her desk, with the termination agreement in front of her.

Luo Qianyu went inside and closed the door.

Sister Hong looked up at her.

"Please sit down."

Luo Qianyu did not sit down.

She stood and read every page of the termination agreement.

Eighty million in breach of contract penalty.

Three-day deadline.

Failure to comply will result in the pursuit of full legal liability.

Luo Qianyu put the file back on the table.

"Sister Hong, what about my three high-end luxury brand endorsements?"

Sister Hong didn't dare look her in the eyes.

"The brand issued a termination letter early this morning."

"The reason given is that the artist's cooperation level is insufficient."

"Both variety shows were edited out last night, and not a single frame of your footage remains."

Luo Qianyu stood still.

She put her hands behind her back.

My fingers are trembling.

But there was no expression on her face.

"Where is Suman?"

Hongjie's lips moved slightly.

"Su Man has taken over all of your endorsements."

There's a media event for a brand this afternoon.

"Su Man said something to the reporters backstage."

Luo Qianyu asked.

"What did you say?"

Hongjie pulled out a recording from her phone.

Su Man's voice came through the phone's speaker.

"Those who are not virtuous enough for their position will fall sooner or later."

"Some resources cannot be secured simply by clinging to a powerful figure."

"The audience isn't stupid; the market will weed out those who should be weeded out."

The recording has finished playing.

The office was silent for a few seconds.

Luo Qianyu smiled.

She picked up the termination agreement from the table.

"Where's the pen?"

Sister Hong was stunned.

"You want to sign?"

"How are you going to pay back 80 million?"

Luo Qianyu rolled up the termination agreement and tucked it under her arm.

"I'll go back and think about it."

"Three days, right?"

Sister Hong stood up.

"Little Fish, don't be impulsive."

"Mr. Wang is in a fit of anger right now."

"If you're willing to humble yourself and have a meal with Su Man."

"If you say a few nice words, there's still room for maneuver."

Luo Qianyu walked to the door.

She turned and glanced at Sister Hong.

"Sister Hong, you've been demoted, haven't you?"

Hongjie's expression froze for a moment.

Luo Qianyu did not speak again.

She pushed open the door and went out.

Several employees passing by in the corridor saw her and noticeably quickened their pace.

Nobody greeted her.

The day before yesterday, the variety show director's assistant who used to call her "Hello, Sister Yu" every day walked past her with her head down, completely ignoring her.

Luo Qianyu walked out of the revolving door of the Star Emperor Entertainment Building.

It's snowing heavily outside.

She didn't bring an umbrella.

The snow fell on her hair and shoulders.

She stood on the steps by the door and scrolled through her contacts on her phone.

I did not call a ride-hailing service.

She started walking.

From Star Emperor Entertainment to Kim Sau Garden, the navigation shows a 40-minute walk.

The snow is getting heavier.

She walked for a full hour.

My shoes were soaked, and my toes were numb with cold.

The termination agreement was still tucked under his arm.

The sixteenth floor of Jinxiu Garden.

The combination lock beeped twice.

The door opened.

A faint smell of smoke lingered in the living room.

Xu Qing was leaning against the glass door of the balcony, smoking.

There were three cigarette butts on the ground.

He turned around when he heard the door open.

Luo Qianyu stood in the entrance hall.

My hair was covered in snow.

My nose was red from the cold.

Melted snow water clung to her eyelashes, making it hard to tell if it was water or something else entirely.

She saw Xu Qing and forced a smile.

"I'm back."

"The snow is really heavy today."

"I saw an old man selling roasted sweet potatoes on the street, but he wasn't the same person as last time."

She kept spouting these meaningless nonsense.

She slowly changed into her slippers.

Xu Qing remained motionless.

He leaned against the balcony door frame, looking at Luo Qianyu.

Look at her nose, red from the cold.

Looking at the stack of documents tucked under her arm.

Looking at her face, which looked more like a grimace than a smile.

Xu Qing stubbed out her cigarette on the windowsill.

He walked over.

He pulled the termination agreement directly out from under Luo Qianyu's arm.

I flipped it open and took a look.

Eighty million.

Xu Qing tossed the documents onto the shoe cabinet in the entryway.

He looked at Luo Qianyu.

"Terminate the contract."

"We're leaving this lousy company."

Luo Qianyu was stunned for a moment.

Her forced smile finally cracked.

Tears streamed down her face in large drops.

She opened her mouth as if to say something.

Xu Qing interrupted her.

"Only 80 million."

"I'll earn it back by writing a few songs."

Luo Qianyu wiped away the tears and snow water from her face.

"Don't you donate all the money you earn to welfare homes?"

Xu Qing walked to the water dispenser.

I poured her a glass of warm water and handed it to her.

"Then write a few more."

Luo Qianyu held a water glass.

My fingers were a little stiff from the cold.

She lowered her head and took a sip of hot water.

Tears fell into the cup.

Xu Qing turned around and walked back to the balcony.

He picked up his phone.

There are more than a dozen unread messages on the screen.

What Sister Hong sent me was all about Luo Qianyu's recent experiences at the company.

There's also Su Man's recording of "not being worthy of her position."

Xu Qing finished reading the message.

He did not reply to Sister Hong.

He opened another dialog box.

The WeChat account of Wang Jianguo, president of Xinghuang Entertainment.

This was added by Wang Jianguo himself in order to win over Mingyue Qingfeng.

Xu Qing typed a line of text in the input box.

I glanced at it.

It was deleted again.

He put his phone down.

He walked up to Luo Qianyu.

"Go take a hot shower."

"Change into dry clothes."

"Don't catch a cold."

Luo Qianyu sniffed.

"Xu Qing."

"Um."

I have no regrets.

Xu Qing looked at her.

"Regret what?"

I don't regret knowing you.

Xu Qing reached out and flicked her forehead.

"Less sentimentality."

"Go take a shower quickly."

"You smell like snow water."

Luo Qianyu cursed "heartless" and went into the bathroom with her clothes.

After the bathroom door is closed.

The relaxed expression on Xu Qing's face vanished instantly.

He went to the study.

Sitting in front of the computer.

An encrypted folder was opened.

It contains all the contractual records with Star Emperor Entertainment over the past two years.

Every copyright fee.

Every email communication.

All backups are complete.

Xu Qing leaned back in her chair.

He picked up his phone and dialed a number.

"Mr. Ma."

"it's me."

The voice of Ma Dongteng, president of Tencent Music, came from the other end of the phone.

"Teacher Mingyue? You actually called me on your own initiative!"

"Did the sun rise in the west today?"

Xu Qing's lips curled into a smile.

"I have a business deal I'd like to discuss with you."

You can even hear the sound of the sofa springs on Ma Dongteng's side.

He clearly sat up directly from a lying position.

"Please speak!"

at the same time.

It's 11 p.m.

Inside a private room at a private club in Jiangcheng.

The director of the copyright department of Star Emperor Entertainment pushed open the door of the private room and went in.

There were three people sitting in the private room.

They are all well-known paparazzi in the industry.

The copyright director pushed a manila envelope to the center of the table.

"There are photos, chat screenshots, and fake hotel room receipts inside."

"I've already thought of the titles for you."

"The Secret of Luo Qianyu Being Kept by an Older Man"

The bald paparazzi sitting in the middle opened the envelope and flipped through it.

He raised his head.

"Can this thing be guaranteed not to be found to be fake?"

The copyright director smiled.

"Just keep sending them."

"If anything goes wrong, Star Emperor will take responsibility."

"Wait until the day she terminates her contract is published in the newspaper."

"I guarantee she'll never be able to turn her life around."