CH 229

The news of Yazhi's change of chairman spread quickly amongst employees and artists. Though many people did not believe such news, they were all shocked to hear that Fang Hui had been fired.

The artists who were hidden by the snow because of the two could not help but have grateful thoughts. Did Fang Hui’s departure and the replacement of the chairman mean that they might have a chance to come forward in the future? However, when they heard that the new chairman was another young boss of the Zhou Group, they couldn’t help but be disappointed.

[T/N: hidden by the snow = when an artist that has good prospects suddenly disappears for a while, usually due to their company’s management.]

The rich second-generations, especially those involved in the entertainment industry, would always have some not-so-good hobbies. For example, they liked performing the hidden rules with artists. It could be said to be a common phenomenon in the entertainment industry. Although Zhao Shao was no longer the Yazhi chairman, no one knew whether the newly appointed chairman was the same as Zhao Shao. If they were the same, it would just be another disaster for them.

"Zihuan, are you listening to me?"

Tang Sai called him as soon as he heard the explosive news. From head to toe, it seemed that he was a solo, a one-man show [?]. He Zihuan only made a sound at the beginning. After Tang Sai finished speaking, the sound of running water came from the other end. Of course.

"Did you go to work again last night?"

When it came to He Zihuan, Tang Sai actually sympathized with him. They were alumni who signed into Yazhi together after graduation. At that time, they had high spirits, who knew how confident they were. They even believed that they would be able to break into a career in the entertainment industry by working hard. The ruthless reality severely slapped them before long.

He Zihuan obviously had such good conditions in all aspects. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was a proud son of heaven at their school. When he was graduating, many people said, ‘If it is He Zihuan, he will definitely be able to make a breakthrough in the entertainment industry soon’. Over half a year after graduating, He Zihuan ended up being concealed by the company. Five years was not a short time. After the contract period passed, they would be almost 30 years old.

Yazhi, the root cause, was not as glamorous as they thought.

The reason why Zhao Chenlin, the chairman of the board, signed them in was actually because he liked He Zihuan and wanted to do the unspoken rules with him. So, he deliberately signed a five-year contract with him. If he breached the contract, he would have to pay a penalty of ten thousand yuan. For He Zihuan, who had just entered society, it was a price he couldn’t afford even after selling his kidneys.

He Zihuan wanted to stand out in the entertainment industry, but was unwilling to sell himself in exchange for a chance to be famous. He refused Zhao Chenlin repeatedly, which angered him and caused him to hide him.

He Zihuan was very depressed for a while. As his brother, Tang Sai could only encourage him, but couldn’t do anything for him. Although he himself could receive some TV drama roles, they were all small characters, either passers-by or extras. They had no weight at all, but at least he was much better off than He Zihuan.

In December last year, He Zihuan finally stood up again. He started to work odd jobs to make money to support himself, but didn't stick with each job for too long. He would be on the night shift whenever he had time. Tang Sai always felt that he was paralyzing himself by tossing himself around like this.

"I heard everything you said." He Zihuan sat at the dining table with some soy milk and four steamed buns in front of him, his regular breakfast. This meal was left over from his breakfast yesterday.

"It's good news; I believe it's your chance to rise up. Would you like to come to the company sometime?" Tang Sai suggested.

He Zihuan was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed, "I'm afraid that the young bosses of the Zhou family are all virtuous, right? Do you really think this is an opportunity? It is true that the other party fired Fang Hui, but it might also be because the two young bosses originally didn’t want to deal with him, or maybe they are also deliberately targeting each other."

"You are right, I’ve also heard the company's employees say this. I have a hunch that the new chairman might really be different from Zhao Shao. I heard them say that he seems to be stricter." He wasn’t sure, but there was always hope.

"Then you better pray that the other person is a good person. I have to go to my job at nine o’clock, to support myself. I won't talk anymore." He Zihuan hung up the phone and couldn't help but rub the corner of his eye after drinking his soy milk. There was a trace of fatigue in his expression. When he worked until four o'clock, he could only sleep for less than four hours a day.

The next day, just as he was putting on his coat and preparing to go out to work, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang. He thought it was from Tang Sai. After he was hidden in the snow by Yazhi, Tang Sai was the only person who would call his cell phone. The others, including those classmates who said they would call frequently before he had graduated, never called again.

He Zihuan took out his cell phone. The number on it was both familiar and unfamiliar, causing him to become dazed. Was it four months, five months, six months ago? He couldn't remember the last time he received a call from the company, and couldn't help but remember what Tang Sai had said to him yesterday.

"Hello?" He Zihuan stuck the phone to his ear.

"Excuse me, is this He Zihuan?" A sweet female voice came from the phone. It sounded familiar, as if she were a Yazhi employee.

"I am, what's the matter?"

"President Pan asked me to inform you to report here at nine o'clock."

After hanging up, He Zihuan's expression became even more dazed. After a while, when he finally reacted, he immediately dialed Tang Sai's cell phone number.

The same situation also happened to other artists who were hidden by the snow or had no opportunities or were excluded. They all knew that Yazhi’s chairman had changed. After learning that President Pan was looking for them, there was more or less some expectation in their hearts, and some immediately changed their clothes, rushing to Yazhi.

At the same time, the company was not calm.

Cen Xi, who had been shooting an advertisement outside, rushed back to the company this morning with his assistants. Who knew if they had heard any news, but they didn’t look too good when they came back. The first thing they did was find Pan Zhihai to make a big fuss, which everyone outside the office heard.

"The assistants around me are all given to me by Zhao Shao, pei. Why reduce the number of my assistants?" Cen Xi was angry as soon as he heard it. Fang Hui and Zhao Chenlin had long become accustomed to his temper, and thanks to Zhao Chenlin, he himself had never put Pan Zhihai in his eyes.

Pan Zhihai had long been fed up with Cen Xi's temper. He was Yazhi’s president, while Cen Xi was just a well-known celebrity. He was still far from being a big star, but he still always shouted at him.

"If you have an opinion, you can go to the new chairman. This order was given by him. The chairman said that you don’t need so many assistants. According to the company’s specifications, at most, two assistants are assigned to an artist. That’s the amount assigned to other artists."

Cen Xi was not afraid when he saw him bring up Wang Cheng, and sneered contemptuously: "They don't have the skills to need any assistants, it is just paying them an additional fee."

"The chairman is next door, you can go to him and say this. Before going over, let me advise you that Zhou Shao is different from Zhao Shao." Pan Zhihai smiled slightly, knowing that Cen Xi would never listen to his advice.

Cen Xi turned around and went to the chairman's office next door.

The two assistants hurried to follow him, but didn’t dare to go in once arriving at the office, only peeking in from outside. The assistant called Xiao Li saw the man sitting at the desk; his deep, backlit figure seemed to come straight from a movie. The lighting was staggered, but his face that seemed to be carved by the light was even more handsome than Cen Xi’s. Was this person really Yazhi’s chairman? For a moment, Xiao Li had an unreal feeling.

Cen Xi also felt that it was unreal.

He was stunned when he initially saw Wang Cheng, at a glance. He didn't react until Wang Cheng met his sight. The serious expression of the other party was different from that of the many he had met in the past.

"What's the matter?" Wang Cheng had seen Cen Xi's photo, and vaguely heard his name just now. He was afraid that there was no other person besides Cen Xi who would wear such an incomprehending expression.

Cen Xi calmed down and said, "I heard President Pan say that you want to reduce the number of my assistants. I don’t agree to it. I'm used to several assistants and need them for many things around me. It is not convenient for me to lose even one."

"Do you need an assistant to serve you when you eat, bathe and go to the toilet?" Cen Xi was stunned, the man's expression looked very unhappy.

Wang Cheng said: "I have to remind you that I am not Zhao Chenlin. He will let everyone in the company surround you; I won't. Everything can only be done according to the rules. If you don't agree, I can cut some of your movies, TV shows, and endorsements for you. If you aren’t so busy, you won’t need so many assistants."

Cen Xi's face became ugly. He had only debuted for one year, and that year had been smooth; he had never suffered. Now someone was threatening to hide him? Naturally, he couldn't bear it with his temper. However, thinking that this person was Yazhi’s chairman, he could only tell himself to bear with it for a while.

"Since there are no objections, pick two of your six assistants to stay. If you have nothing else, then leave." Wang Cheng rushed him out after he finished speaking.

Cen Xi suppressed his anger and angrily left the office.

His two assistants hurriedly followed. When he was approaching the doorway, Cen Xi almost ran into someone walking in from outside. He yelled, "Who doesn’t have eyes!" His temper was so hot, but the people around him didn’t quickly evade him when he lost his temper as they had before.

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