"What did you have for lunch?"
Gu Yuan asked casually, and Chi Yu glanced over at her: "What if I say I didn’t eat lunch?"
He always knew how to please her.
And he always knew how to make her angry.
"Not eating lunch—what, are you trying to beco an immortal?!"
"I was just kidding you, I did eat." He knew she would get mad, so he quickly anded his words.
Gu Yuan wasn’t sure if he was telling the truth, so she pointed to a chair for him to sit. Mr. Chi was skilled at putting on an expression, arrogantly turning his face away: "Didn’t you say you wanted to talk to ? I’m here now, go ahead."
Gu Yuan found his deanor both infuriating and amusing.
Knowing his usual antics, she decided not to take it seriously: "I wanted to apologize for last night."
Chi Yu let out a sly laugh: "I’m not mad! How would I dare be mad! You’re the renowned President Gu, I’m just an unnoticeable nobody, how could I dare be mad at President Gu."
Gu Yuan: "..."
Mr. Chi was quite full of himself now.
Very stubborn.
Knowing he was upset, she conceded and spoke honestly: "I don’t rember much of what we’ve been through, or rather, my mory isn’t complete, just so vague fragnts appear, but I rember you."
She ant what she said sincerely.
The sly smile on Chi Yu’s face vanished, replaced by calmness.
Concerned he might be thirsty after he arrived, Gu Yuan poured a glass of water for him and brought it over: "Thirsty? Have a drink."
Chi Yu took the glass but didn’t drink, eyeing her: "Is there sothing else you want to say?"
As he spoke, he glanced down and saw her hand resting on his wrist, which was holding the water glass.
Gu Yuan placed her hand on his wrist and softly said: "...Calm down, please."
"I’m not mad."
His heart softened a little.
He remained still, allowing her hand to stay on his wrist, saying self-mockingly: "I’m just mad at myself."
"You’re being so snarky," she said in a slightly reproachful tone.
"Isn’t it enough for to admit I was wrong?" Chi Yu sighed lightly, extending his arm to pull her into his embrace: "I’m very neurotic; my mind wanders all over the place, really, I have too many flaws."
After encountering so many patients with ntal disorders over the years, it’s no wonder he’s neurotic; he thought he was beyond saving until she pulled him back from the abyss.
Chi Yu wrapped one arm around her.
The other hand still held the glass of water she had just poured for him.
The office door was not fully closed, just ajar.
Yi Shu pushed open the door—
"!!!!"
After a three-second stupor, Yi Shu silently pulled the door back to its original ajar state.
Even though the two inside the office were just hugging, the scene was quite a visual shock for Yi Shu, who had a lot to process internally.
The usually work-focused President Gu was caught today, in the office, having a romantic mont, embracing a man.
And that man turned out to be the sa one from the elevator just now.
No wonder he seed so unruly and arrogant,.
Turns out, President Gu is backing him.
No need to worry about manners when he has President Gu as his supporter; no one in the entertainnt industry would dare oppose him, no matter what he does.
Yi Shu clutched his head and wiped his face.
The shock was enormous.
In the office.
Gu Yuan had apologized to Chi Yu and soothed him, temporarily forgetting about Yi Shu, who was summoned for a discussion. Chi Yu reminded her: "Did you call here just to say this? There’s nothing else?"
Gu Yuan was taken aback, then rembered: "There is sothing else, hold on a mont."
She returned to her desk and picked up her phone to dial Yi Shu’s number.
Ringtone suddenly and unexpectedly ca from outside the office door, which was ajar and did not block the sound, making it clearly audible inside the office.
Gu Yuan hung up, realizing that Yi Shu was outside, and called out: "Co in."
Outside, Yi Shu hesitated and then pushed open the office door: "President Gu."
Gu Yuan nodded once.
Only then did Yi Shu walk in, glancing at the man standing there, looking distinguished, with a cold aura that kept others at a distance. If, in the elevator earlier, Yi Shu rely thought he was unruly and arrogant.
Now, for sure—
Well, that’s the kind of aura a leading figure should have.
"Yi Shu, have a seat." Gu Yuan poured Yi Shu a glass of water as well.
Normally, such tasks would fall to Gu Yuan’s assistant, but today’s discussion required privacy, just the three of them.
Yi Shu accepted the glass of water from Gu Yuan, feeling flattered: "President Gu, I could have done it myself."
"It’s no problem, sorry to have kept you waiting a bit longer."
Saying this, Gu Yuan sat down.
If it’s not sothing major, Gu Yuan is usually unpretentious and approachable, as long as soone dares to speak, they will find her easy to talk to. But most people don’t dare to speak to her.
The two of them sat down.
Chi Yu remained standing.
Gu Yuan looked up at him, still holding that glass of water without drinking, standing silently. Based on her understanding of him, she explained: "This is genuinely an important matter; Yi Shu is not an outsider."
The phrase ’Yi Shu is not an outsider’ made Yi Shu feel even more valued.
Am I about to be promoted?
Getting promoted to a higher level?
After nearly ten years of hard work to reach this position, is President Gu’s one statent going to make him soar to great heights???
Yi Shu got more and more excited as he thought about it.
However, Gu Yuan’s next sentence directly stunned Yi Shu.
Gu Yuan said—
"Chi Yu, from now on, you’ll follow Yi Shu. He’ll help you get roles and plan your career path."
Yi Shu was dumbfounded, at a loss for words.
Chi Yu cast a disdainful glance and said, "Is he capable?"
Yi Shu: "..."
Chi Yu’s doubt was justifiable.
Thinking back, although she invested in supporting Chi Yu, Yi Shu, as the agent, played a very big role. An artist’s success or failure largely depends on their agent.
A good agent will plan the most suitable and perfect career path for the artist.
Back then, Yi Shu crafted an unrepeatable path to fa for Chi Yu, so in those two years, Chi Yu’s quick rise to fa was closely linked to Yi Shu’s push from behind.
If the agent isn’t strong enough, no amount of money from the investor will help, unless the artist excels on their own.
Clearly, everyone put in effort back then, resulting in a win-win-win for all three.
"President Gu, I am still managing Xiu Cheng." Yi Shu tried to resist a bit.
"Isn’t Xiu Cheng going to open his own studio?"
"..." Damn, President Gu knows...
In Yi Shu’s plan for recent years, he didn’t intend to personally manage newcors.
Given his current status, he no longer needed to personally manage newcors; the ones he took on were popular artists poached after terminating contracts with other companies, win-win situations that didn’t require much effort.
Managing newcors is too taxing.
An agent without much experience has to give their all no matter who they take on, chasing the chance of overnight fa.
Besides, with the mystique of the entertainnt industry looming, who wouldn’t be wary?! Yi Shu also worried that taking on a newcor now could, if unsuccessful, affect his reputation and standing.
It’s too hard...
Gu Yuan knew Yi Shu’s concerns; he had thought about rejecting at first, but she still forcibly handed Chi Yu over to Yi Shu, who had no choice but to accept.
"Xiu Cheng is going to set up a personal studio, and a professional team will handle studio matters, freeing up your ti. Why not spend it managing a newcor?" Gu Yuan subtly suggested, "Besides, he has great potential."
Chi Yu sat down, "Did you hear that? I have great potential."
Yi Shu’s mouth twitched.
Whether you have potential isn’t up to you, but up to the heavens.
Chi Yu sat down on the sa couch as Yi Shu.
As he sat down, Yi Shu grew even more serious; he glanced at Chi Yu again, his face was impeccable, but the entertainnt industry was already saturated with male and female stars. To elevate a star could take several years, at the very least.
But this was an order from President Gu, so Yi Shu could only express mild resistance, "What aspect does President Gu hope he develops in when he enters the industry?"
Gu Yuan looked at Chi Yu.
Chi Yu listlessly said, "Whatever you decide."
Gu Yuan: "Acting and music simultaneously."
Yi Shu asked, "President Gu, did he graduate from a specialized program?"
"No, I studied dicine." Chi Yu blurted out.
Yi Shu was taken aback, "dicine major? Why didn’t you continue in that field?"
Chi Yu: "Does being slightly shorter an I have to sell buns all my life?!"
Yi Shu: "..."
This mouth is sothing else.
If he enters the entertainnt industry, putting that mouth before the dia could cause massive fallout if not handled properly.
People with this personality are truly hard to manage.
However, since President Gu had already handed him over, there was no turning back. Yi Shu needed to understand him more, so he couldn’t help asking, "Concerning your dical career, what was your specialty? There are many male nurses now, and quite a few doctors who are young like you as well."
Chi Yu: "Director."
Yi Shu was stunned: "...Director of what?"
Chi Yu: "Psychiatric hospital director."
"..." What an on!
The conversation, although frustrating, wasn’t taken seriously by Yi Shu. He thought Chi Yu was deliberately joking to trick him, but it wasn’t funny at all.
Yi Shu introduced himself, "Hello, my na is Yi Shu."
Chi Yu: "I’m fine."
Yi Shu: "..."
Chi Yu asked again, "Which Yi Shu is yours? The Yi Shu I know is the living will when soone’s on their deathbed, and that’s also called an Yi Shu."
Yi Shu: "..."
Back in school, he often got teased about the sa thing. Though he thought of changing it, the fortune teller advised that his na brings fortune and luck and should not be changed lightly.
And sure enough, all the fortune and luck he later received were brought by this na.
Yi Shu explained his na to Chi Yu, who finally remarked, "The characters look nice, but they don’t sound too good. How about reversing them; ’Shu Yi’ sounds good too."
"..."
Yi Shu held back.
You’re President Gu’s guy.
So now you’re swaggering with President Gu’s favor, huh!
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