"What?" Shao Zi listened to her agent’s words with disbelief.
Replace her role?
The second lead role in this drama was one she secured with great difficulty, spending Bai Gang’s money to gift the assistant director’s wife a fine jade necklace. Shao Zi was counting on this role to turn her life around!
Shao Zi couldn’t believe it: "I want to call the director."
The agent looked at the artist under his wing with a hint of sympathy.
He had quite a few artists under his managent, and Shao Zi wasn’t particularly outstanding. He didn’t even know how she got this role, but he was happy—his artist doing well ant he, as the agent, would also benefit greatly.
However, he had just received a call from the production team. They didn’t directly say it, but vaguely hinted: it wasn’t that they didn’t want to use Shao Zi, but soone above didn’t want her to play this role.
And that person was soone the cast and the investors couldn’t afford or want to offend.
The agent knew soone wanted to blacklist Shao Zi, and such an artist would most likely have no future.
Out of familiarity, he gave her a hint: "Think carefully about whether you’ve offended anyone recently."
That was all he could say.
After the agent left, Shao Zi stood there in a daze.
What did that an just now? Offended soone? Is soone secretly targeting her?
Shao Zi felt lost and wronged; she knew she had no backing or connections, always treating others kindly in this industry, calling everyone ’sister.’ Who would target her?
She thought for a mont and called the assistant director.
As soon as the call connected, she impatiently asked, "Director Lin, this is Shao Zi. About that role..."
Before she could finish speaking, the assistant director on the other end interrupted, speaking gently and cheerfully: "Oh, it’s Shao Zi, what’s up? I... I’m sorry, I’m at ho now, and I have guests over. How about I call you back later?"
Before Shao Zi could say anything, the call was disconnected.
Call back later? Shao Zi knew that call would never co.
In fact, even if she called back now, the line wouldn’t be connected.
Feeling sowhat powerless, she slid down into her chair, still unable to fathom: Who exactly would target such an unknown artist like herself?
She would never get the answer to this question.
...
Recently, a rumor circulated at Feng’s headquarters: their chairman, Feng Cheng, might be in love!
Why?
The forr workaholic now clocked off on ti every day, not staying a second longer.
He canceled all aningless, leisure-oriented gatherings and rushed ho imdiately after work every day.
If those weren’t enough, the usually stern and strict chairman was seen smiling cheerfully during office hours. Does that count?
Another piece of news spread from the company’s upper managent. During a eting one day, the chairman’s personal phone rang.
Usually, the chairman would directly decline such calls and return them after the eting.
But this ti, Feng Cheng glanced at the caller ID, and his expression changed dramatically. After making a gesture, he got up and left his seat.
Everyone saw that in the mont Feng Cheng stood up, his face was filled with surprise and joy.
Afterwards, the conference room door was shut, shutting out Director Feng’s voice.
Leaving the entire eting room abuzz in low whispers.
User Comments
0 comments from readers