The ultimate teasing of a fishing beauty

Chapter 135 Bullying goes too far

You should show a different face in front of different people.

In fact, in her opinion, Shen Qingxi can really be regarded as the most dedicated actor. He is acting almost every minute of the 24 hours a day.

But she couldn't understand Shen Qingxi right now. With all the negative information coming out at once, she knew without even thinking that someone was plotting against him.

What was at stake was his future, which was what he cared about the most. He couldn't possibly be so indifferent.

"I do have a plan, but it depends on whether you agree or not."

Shen Qingxi scoffed inwardly. See? He didn't know whether he should be happy about his agent's respect for him. In this catastrophic moment, she could still calmly ask for his opinion.

I just don't know if this kind of thing happens to an artist she cares about, will she suppress it immediately with thundering means, and then force the artist to follow her plan, or will she remain polite and distant like she did to him?

Shen Qingxi shook the wine glass in his hand: "Tell me."

"I..." The agent was about to sit down when his cell phone rang.

In fact, her phone calls hadn't stopped since she walked in. But she didn't answer any of them.

But I have to accept this right now.

"Wait a moment." The agent hurried to the bathroom. The space here was too small, and it was impossible to go out to answer the phone. However, she still subconsciously wanted to avoid Shen Qingxi, fearing that he would be embarrassed by hearing the call.

But the space here is small, and the sound insulation is poor. Even if he hides in the bathroom and lowers his voice, how could Shen Qingxi not hear it?

He heard his agent call him "Mr. Li" respectfully. He was the first financial sponsor he had ever approached, a senior executive at the company.

Shen Qingxi took a sip of wine nonchalantly, listening to the faint sounds coming from the bathroom.

"Mr. Li, I just got here."

"Yes, he's next to me."

"Mr. Li, I'm his agent. Just let me know if you have any instructions. I'll handle it."

"Shen Qingxi is my artist, so naturally I have to be responsible for him. Besides, you were the one who personally appointed me to take care of him. Now the situation is not without room for improvement. There is no need for you to give up on him so quickly, right?"

I don't know what was being said over there. The manager's voice could no longer be suppressed: "Are you afraid of being implicated? When you did this, didn't you consider the consequences? Since it's your own doing, there's no question of who is implicated. It doesn't make sense for my artist to be scolded by everyone, while you sit on the throne? If you cooperate with us, it's fine. If the company doesn't care, don't blame us for not remembering our friendship. No one will have an easy time. Besides, the company has invested so much effort in Shen Qingxi. Now is his time to make money. You are the only one who has decided to give up on him without authorization. Does the board of directors agree?"

Shen Qingxi's hand, holding the wine glass, trembled slightly, and his expression changed unpredictably, but soon returned to its original state. It was as if the emotion just now was just an illusion.

"What a piece of shit, bah!" The agent came out cursing. Seeing Shen Qingxi, he was a little embarrassed. He was too excited just now, and Shen Qingxi might have heard it.

"Did you hear everything?"

Shen Qingxi, however, didn't care about the content of her call at all. He just smiled and shrugged, saying, "This is the first time I've seen you so furious."

The mention of this made her think of what she had just heard on the phone, and she became even more furious: "These damn capitalists are too much. They take advantage of their wealth and power to treat people like they are not human beings, using all kinds of threats and inducements. When something goes wrong, they run away faster than anyone else!"

Shen Qingxi chuckled, "But I wasn't coerced or bribed. I did it willingly. We're just mutually beneficial. I don't care. Why are you angry?"

The manager was slightly stunned. Yeah, why should she be angry? She disliked Shen Qingxi because she knew he was someone who actively sought to curry favor with others. However, if you think about it from another perspective, if there weren't so many people like him, holding ample resources to coerce and bribe artists, creating such an environment, then someone like Shen Qingxi probably wouldn't have to go to such lengths for good resources, right?

She always wants to believe that human nature is good.

"Qingxi, have you ever thought about getting rid of those people and starting over? This is a good opportunity." The agent said hesitantly.

Shen Qingxi sneered: "Starting over? Are you kidding?"

"Although it sounds difficult, it's better than what you're like now. An artist I managed before..."

She was the artist she valued most at the time. For him, she would run around drinking parties every day, win him resources, and prevent him from doing many dirty things. But one mistake led to the artist being drugged, and when he woke up, he was lying in the bed of an investor.

But no matter how much they complained or got angry, it was too late. They didn't want to make a big deal out of this, so they accepted the resources that person sent them. They thought the matter was over.

But later, she found out that the artist had tasted the sweetness. He had actually been keeping in touch with that person behind his back. After she found out, she firmly opposed it and asked them to cut off contact. But the artist smiled bitterly: "Cut off? What about in the future? Sister, you don't think that all the contracts and endorsements I have received recently were won by you at the drinking table, right? The resources that you couldn't get before even if you drank yourself to the point of gastric bleeding, are now lined up and delivered to me with just a word from him." Only then did she realize that recently she could sign contracts with almost no effort. Sometimes she didn't even have to go to dinner. In the time it takes to have a cup of coffee, she could finalize a pretty good endorsement. But she thought it was because her artist's latest TV series was quite popular. Although it was just a supporting role, his efforts were rewarded, so he attracted so many good resources.

She still clearly remembers the artist's wry smile as he said to her word by word, "Sister, don't be so naive. My achievements are nothing to look at in this high-speed industry. This is a place where hard work isn't enough; you need someone behind you. It's good the way we are now. I don't have to struggle at the bottom, hoping for an opportunity that may never come. And you, sister, don't have to beg for mercy and be looked down upon."

She wasn't afraid of hardship, or being wronged or looked down upon. But when her artist said that about her, she got scared. She didn't want to live that kind of life anymore.

She looked at the face that used to be bright and sunny, and had lost its luster at some point, and her heart softened instantly. In addition, it was indeed her who failed to protect him in the beginning, so she endured the pain and stopped objecting.

But what happened next? What did he gain? To this day, she still regrets not trying to dissuade him.

She has worked so hard over the years because she doesn't want her artists to follow in her footsteps.