Rebirth: Spoiling the Obsessive Film Emperor Chapter 86

Chapter 86: Fired

The link attached by the fans of Film Emperor Donghuang Qingyan contained the complete details of that incident from back in the day. Passersby only needed to click on it to see the full picture of what happened back then. Connecting this with the distorted statements from Liu Huan's fans, they instantly felt deceived.

Seeing that they couldn't use this wave to whitewash their idol, Liu Huan's fans immediately shifted all the blame onto anti-fans, claiming it was anti-fans deliberately smearing him, or that the company's PR was incompetent, which led to their brother being blacklisted for so long.

In short, it definitely wasn't their brother's fault!

Although it caused a stir, the popularity of "Blood Mist" still rose. Besides, a little negative buzz like this was nothing. As long as the work could speak for itself, even the most extensive past criticism could be washed white.

The filming proceeded as usual the next day. Yin Chengjue had to handle matters for another artist under the company and did not visit the "Blood Mist" set.

By now, Yin Chengjue had already cleared out all the people Feng Chengda had planted into Huansheng Entertainment, especially those unprincipled agents with no real ability to secure good script resources, who only knew how to take artists out to accompany drinks and clients.

This time, a newly signed artist, unwilling to accompany a certain famous director for drinks and go to his room, had violently beaten that renowned director during a push-and-pull struggle. The incident was unfortunately caught by private media and now negative news was spreading everywhere. If not resolved quickly, the young artist's career prospects would be bleak.

Yin Chengjue had originally been looking for an opportunity to fire that agent who didn't do proper work and only knew crooked paths. This incident was the perfect chance, so Yin Chengjue decided to handle it personally.

"President Yin, how do you plan to resolve this? He's just a minor, not very famous artist, dispensable to you guys. Hand him over to me to deal with, and in the future, if President Yin needs anything, just say the word." Director Huang, his beer belly protruding, sat on the soft sofa, his thick, stubby finger pointing towards a person curled up in the corner.

"President Yin, this person is truly ungrateful. Director Huang even promised him a supporting male role, but he still wasn't satisfied. He actually dared to hit Director Huang." The agent responsible for that artist stood beside Director Huang, speaking to Yin Chengjue with an indignant expression.

Yin Chengjue glanced coolly at the agent, then shifted his gaze to the young artist curled up in the corner.

The internet was flooded with videos of him assaulting Director Huang, attracting a wave of abuse, but in reality, his body was also covered in large and small wounds, clearly having suffered even more brutal retaliation.

Yin Chengjue vaguely remembered this person was an artist signed just last month, with average looks, on a C-level contract, currently training at the company and occasionally taking extra roles, earning just extra pay.

This agent, Liu Ji, managed six other artists besides him, seven in total, so the resources allocated to him were extremely scarce.

"Mm, I roughly understand the situation now," Yin Chengjue said. "From now on, Liu Ji, you're fired. This month's salary and quarterly bonus will be processed through finance. I'll cover the breach of contract penalty."

Liu Ji's face, which had been waiting to see the show, instantly changed, pointing at himself in disbelief. "President Yin? You mean, me?"

"Yes, you," Yin Chengjue said, sitting upright on the sofa, his expression cold. "The resignation procedures will be followed normally afterwards. So now, let's talk about the things you've done within the company over the years. Guess what would happen if I exposed all your actions over the years?"

Liu Ji's face turned pale. Director Huang, who had been completely ignored, also didn't look good.

Anyone with a bit of perception could see that Yin Chengjue wasn't here to sell him a favor by handing over the young artist for punishment, but to back this young artist up.

Not only that, Yin Chengjue even wanted to fire Liu Ji, who often sent artists over for his amusement.

"President Yin, you, you're not serious, are you?" Liu Ji's smile was very forced.

Yin Chengjue lifted his eyelids to look at him: "What do you think?"

Realizing Yin Chengjue was serious, Liu Ji's expression gradually darkened, his tone carrying a hint of threat: "President Yin, I've worked at Huansheng for seven years."

Yin Chengjue: "So?"

Liu Ji gritted his teeth. "I have a lot of damaging information on Huansheng Entertainment's artists. If you dare fire me, believe me, soon Huansheng's artists will be blackened beyond recognition, one by one! You better think carefully!"

Perhaps feeling his threat had hit a nerve, Liu Ji sneered, "Yin Chengjue, you're still too green. Many things aren't as you wish. You might expose me online, blacken my name, but I'm not an artist, public opinion means little to me. But what I hold is damaging information on a large number of Huansheng artists. They are public figures! If they get even a speck of stain, their careers are half ruined!"

Seeing Yin Chengjue remain silent, Liu Ji thought he was hesitating, feeling even more scornful towards this newly appointed general manager. "President Yin, you really should reconsider. It's best you take back what you just said. I'll pretend I never heard it."

Yin Chengjue tapped his well-defined fingertips on his armrest. "Liu Ji, are you teaching me how to do my job?"

Liu Ji laughed ingratiatingly. "How would I dare? Hearing President Yin say he wants to fire me, I'm terrified. How would I dare teach you? I'm just offering a small suggestion. One should consider the overall situation, not act on impulse."

"Hahaha, alright, alright, it's all jokes, just jokes. President Yin is just in a bad mood. Huansheng has indeed had many setbacks recently. Understandable, understandable." Director Huang chose this moment to smooth things over. "Actually, today's matter is trivial. Look, out of respect for President Yin, I won't pursue this ungrateful minor artist. Let's consider today's matter closed, how about that?"

It was Director Huang who started this, and now he was the one saying it's closed. He had all the say, clearly showing no regard for Yin Chengjue.

And that "President Yin" – just hearing it felt full of mockery to Yin Chengjue.

"Can't tell Director Huang cares so much about Agent Liu, defending him everywhere," Yin Chengjue's gaze swept over Director Huang and Liu Ji, a meaningful smile appearing on his face. "Coincidentally, Liu Ji will soon no longer be our company's employee. Since Director Huang has a taste for him, feel free to take him. I absolutely won't interfere."

Hearing this, the two instinctively glanced at each other's beer bellies, simultaneously feeling a wave of nausea and shuddering.

"Yin Chengjue, you're determined to fire me? Don't regret it!" Liu Ji's expression turned completely ugly, directly throwing out a threat at Yin Chengjue.

Yin Chengjue made a gesture of invitation, his eyes seeming to say: Bring it on, whatever you've got, if I can't handle it, I lose.

Liu Ji stormed out in anger, not even caring about Director Huang's dignity anymore!

Director Huang had come here to negotiate with this young upstart Yin Chengjue, to show off his seniority and authority, but didn't expect Yin Chengjue to give him no face at all, immediately firing the agent who had been currying favor with him.

Director Huang's chest heaved with anger several times. His eyes swept over the artist curled up in the corner, and suddenly an idea struck him. Feeling he had understood something, he bared his yellow teeth into an extremely lewd smile. "Oh, so could it be President Yin has taken a fancy to this young artist? Should have said so earlier, why make such a scene? I'm not an unreasonable person. Since he's President Yin's type, I certainly won't pursue it. Blame it on that Liu Ji for not understanding President Yin's preferences."

Yin Chengjue's expression remained cold. "Director Huang, there's no need to project your own preferences onto others, nor to speculate about others based on your own behavior. Because not everyone is like you, indiscriminate, with no concern for their preference. Not to mention, just look at that Liu Ji from earlier, I believe most people couldn't accept that."

Director Huang: "..." Who the hell likes a big-bellied man like Liu Ji! You're the one with heavy tastes, your whole family has heavy tastes!

Before Director Huang could speak, Yin Chengjue added, "Director Huang, no need to look at me like that. I've already clearly stated I'm firing Liu Ji. From now on, he's a free agent. Director Huang can do as he pleases; I have no right to interfere."

"Yin Chengjue! I'm giving you some face out of respect for Old Master Yin, but don't you dare be ungrateful!" Director Huang's face darkened completely.

"Oh my? So Director Huang's words earlier weren't threats, but were already showing respect for my grandfather and being very accommodating to me?" Yin Chengjue feigned exaggerated surprise.

"Yin Chengjue, no need for such sarcasm. This circle isn't easy to operate in, and it's not as simple to manage as you imagine. Wanting to remain unsullied yourself is fine, but if you want others to be like you, even if it's for their own good, they might not appreciate it." Director Huang sneered, the fat on his cheeks trembling.

Yin Chengjue: "Then I must thank Director Huang for the reminder. Let me add one more thing: this circle isn't easy to operate in, but family matters are even harder to handle. Director Huang, you play around so freely outside; aren't you afraid it will get exposed and your family finds out?"

Director Huang was dismissive. "You think I'm like your good-for-nothing, freeloading father who can only rely on a woman to stand firm? So what if my wife knows I mess around outside? She still has to serve me dutifully!"

Yin Chengjue smiled faintly. "Since Director Huang can handle family, career, and entertainment so steadily, then I have nothing more to advise. The door is over there. I won't see you out."

"Hmph!" Director Huang obviously didn't want to waste any more words on Yin Chengjue either. His murky, yellowish eyes swept coldly over the artist curled up in the corner, a sinister smile twisting his fat-filled face.