After a pause, Ling Qingyu said: "Will you continue your acting career?"
"Of course, I'd love to." Fan Xi instantly replied. "Even though my exposure might be dipping low, with all of your presence and support, I regain the confidence."
"That's good to hear." Ling Qingyu said. The rest of the girls nodded.
Yang Qingyue said. "We're worried after this embarrassing event, you would no longer act."
"Please don't worry. You'll see me on the television soon. Just don't forget to support me when the time comes." Fan Xi said happily but drooped her shoulders.
"But what senior?" Ling Yunxiang inquired.
"Perhaps the generation similar to yours might still support me but the majority might not. After all, I'm old." Fan Xi said with a smile.
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"Nonsense! If you're old, I'm an old lady too." Ling Qingyu chided. Fan Xi smiled when she was scolded.
Although she wasn't sure if Ling Qingyu was her admirer and a fan, her supportive scolding brought a smile to her face. Her aura as a queen returned, causing Ling Qingyu to click her tongue.
Ling Qingyu added: "You don't need to care about age even if you're old, there can be many scripts pertinent to your age."
"I know. How could I haven't thought about it?" Fan Xi shook her head. "It's probably okay in the Alyssia Continent and Continent N, where people accept and demand more on the skills. Here in the East, the audience puts too much emphasis on appearance. Unforgiving might be an understatement here."
Everyone went quiet—there was nothing to refute. Too demanding that it sometimes caused the artists to commit suicide due to depression. Several similar cases had occurred.
"But I don't think you look old. Come on, many fans like us exist and still look forward to the days you'll be the main protagonist." Ling Qingyu interjected.
"Not at all. I already intend to speak about this issue with you, the first time we met." Ling Qingyu replied. "My plan was to have you work under mine, after I set up a new media company."
Fan Xi listened patiently. She heard was, not is.
Ling Qingyu: "But after I heard your story, I understood you vied for freedom, and the plan was deemed impossible. You already escaped from the restraint, not to enter the cage again."
Fan Xi and her assistant nodded. They were also terrified at Ling Qingyu's ability to speculate in a short period of time.
"With your talents, experience, and connections, once I obtain your help, your wealth will facilitate my creation. It's something hard to ask for in a business. Now, instead of asking you to work for me, how about we collaborate to set up a new corporation—Sister Xi will own one and work, while I'll be just an investor." Ling Qingyu added.
"Of course, it's just my idea, you can agree or disagree; I'm not forcing anything on you. I respect your decision."
"How many shares will I have if I agree?" Fan Xi asked.
Ling Qingyu wasn't upset at her questioning. It showed Fan Xi was interested in her offer. "You'll have 6, I'll own 4, but I'm more of an investor and will not intervene in the company affairs apart from the finance and internal enforcement. How about?"
"Why? You're at a disadvantage and I'll feel guilty taking advantage of Sister Ling." Fan Xi said.
"Worry not. I'm willing to do so. As your fan, if I didn't even help my idol, the girls around would ostracize me." Ling Qingyu replied.
Everyone listening to her rolled their eyes. Even Fan Xi and her assistant had their expression stiff. Keep lying, till the sun rose from the west, which was their thoughts.
Poor Ling Qingyu didn't realize her words were exposed because of her mismatched behaviors.
Nonetheless, Fan Xi was persuaded by the offer. She had no idea why Ling Qingyu was kind to her in contrast to the titles she earned.
She gained benefits without giving anything. The so-called collaboration and Ling Qingyu's wanting jurisdiction over finance and internal enforcement was instead a huge help. She might have experience regarding the company's management affairs but the financial and human relations handling was better to hand over to Ling Qingyu.
"What says you?" Ling Qingyu said, waiting for an answer.