After bidding farewell to Murong He, Rong Yu immediately returned to the company.
Inside Huansheng Entertainment, people were coming and going, everyone busy with their own tasks.
Coincidentally, Li Qiao, a top female agent known along with Sally as one of the "Four Beauties of Huansheng," was standing in front of the elevator door with five young boys. She came face-to-face with Rong Yu, who was also heading upstairs.
"Hello, Sister Li." Rong Yu greeted with a smile. "These young men are really handsome."
"Oh, it's Xiao Yu. Not busy today? I thought you'd be filming on set right now." Li Qiao smiled back.
"Some family matters." Just as Rong Yu finished speaking, the elevator door opened. Rong Yu reached out to hold the door and made a gesture inviting them to enter.
Li Qiao, wearing her sky-high heels, click-clacked into the elevator, followed obediently by her five little tails.
Although they were with Li Qiao, the boys were all cautiously observing Rong Yu. When they noticed Rong Yu's gaze shift towards them, they pretended to look elsewhere.
But their act was far too obvious, as if they were afraid no one would know they were stealing glances.
Rong Yu smiled, pulled a few pomegranate candies from his pocket, and opened his palm in front of the boys. "Little handsome guys, want some?"
Most children couldn't resist the temptation of sweets. Their eyes lit up when they saw the candies resting in Rong Yu's palm, but they hesitated and glanced at Li Qiao with pleading expressions.
Under the gaze of these five pairs of shining eyes, Li Qiao could only relent helplessly. "Just one piece each," she said. "Since you're accepting candy from your brother, you'll need to practice even harder during dance training later, understood?"
"Understood!" the five boys promised in unison.
"Tch." A man who had hurried into the elevator afterwards let out a disdainful snort upon seeing this scene and rolled his eyes. "These little ones just got selected and it's not even certain they'll debut as a group. No need to suck up to them already, is there?"
Hearing this, Li Qiao raised an eyebrow displeased. "Yang Shu, what do you mean by that?"
Yang Shu: "Oh, if it isn't the great beauty, Sister Li. I heard your proposal for the teenage trainee group program got approved. These few wouldn't be your first batch of test subjects, would they? Tsk tsk tsk, judging by their looks, the quality doesn't seem that great either."
Li Qiao's face fell completely. "Yang Shu, did you forget to take your medicine today? Why is your mouth so foul?"
Yang Shu shrugged indifferently. "I'm just stating facts. What, does the truth hurt? Don't you know the saying 'good medicine tastes bitter'? I'm pointing out these issues now so you can minimize your losses early. These kids might look fine now, but who knows how their facial features will develop as they grow? Getting cosmetic surgery is tough work. This is precisely why I've always opposed recruiting child star idols."
[良药苦口 (liáng yào kǔ kǒu): lit. Good medicine tastes bitter; fig. Honest advice, though unpleasant to hear, benefits one's conduct.]
Li Qiao planted her hands on her hips, her voice sharp. "Are you questioning my talent development strategy?"
Yang Shu met her glare without flinching. "If you're referring specifically to that child idol group proposal, then yes, I absolutely disagree with it."
The two went back and forth, outright starting to argue right inside the elevator.
The five little radishes following Li Qiao looked somewhat at a loss.
When the elevator reached Rong Yu's floor, he tried to step around Yang Shu to get out, but was unexpectedly grabbed by the hand by Yang Shu, who seemed to want to stop him from leaving.
However, Yang Shu had miscalculated. His tug didn't pull Rong Yu back into the elevator, instead, he was dragged out of the elevator by Rong Yu!
Yang Shu: "..." What kind of monstrous strength is this?! Did I just grab a person, or a bull?!
Rong Yu looked innocently at Yang Shu. "What's wrong, Brother Yang?"
The elevator door had already closed behind them. Yang Shu let go of Rong Yu's hand and scrutinized him suspiciously for a moment before suddenly saying, "Hey Brother, Let's Debut! wasn't actually your first debut platform, was it?"
Rong Yu: "Huh?"
Yang Shu sneered. "I've managed many artists and attended countless social events across all sorts of circles. I'm absolutely sure this isn't the first time I've seen your face."
Rong Yu smiled slightly. "Brother Yang, you must be mistaken."
Yang Shu snorted coldly. "I trust my memory. So, just you wait. I will get to the bottom of this. I want to see exactly how many masks you're wearing!"
Rong Yu blinked. "And what will you do after you find out?"
Yang Shu: "Of course, report it to President Yin! Let him see what kind of monster you really are!"
"Um, Brother Yang," Rong Yu suddenly glanced around the conveniently empty hallway and asked, "If I remember correctly, there aren't any surveillance cameras around here, right? The one that was here before is under maintenance lately."
Yang Shu, not understanding why he was asking, replied instinctively, "So what if there aren't?"
Rong Yu breathed a sigh of relief. "That makes things easier."
"Huh?"
Before Yang Shu could process Rong Yu's meaning, he suddenly felt his feet leave the ground!
He was actually being lifted up by the neck, pinned against the wall by Rong Yu!
Yang Shu desperately tried to pry Rong Yu's hand away, but found it was like an iron rod—completely immovable!
"Say that again. Who are you going to report to?" The smile still lingered on Rong Yu's lips, but to Yang Shu, it now looked utterly sinister and terrifying.
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