228: Handsome Guys Also Have Troubles

The cleaning company quickly sent people over. At Wang Cheng’s request, they disinfected both the inside and outside of the office. Wang Cheng was very satisfied and was moving in in the afternoon, so Pan Zhihai asked Assistant Fei to move the things in.

Halfway through the afternoon, the artists who were running around outside came back one after another. They were surprised to hear that their chairman had changed, but were even more shocked to find that Fang Hui had been fired. One must know that he was Cen Xi’s agent and his backer was Zhao Shao. However, when they heard that it was Zhao Shao's cousin Zhou Shao who had fired Fang Hui, some people began to gloat.

Cen Xi was not very popular in Yazhi because of his condescending behavior and hot temper. Many had to curry favor with him just to become famous.

"Hey, how can Zhao Shao's cousin have the surname Zhou?" Someone suddenly discovered a problem.

"Are you stupid, didn't you read the newspaper last year? It was said that his surname was changed to Zhou. I heard that this Zhou Shao is very likely the heir of the Zhou Group. Otherwise, why is Zhao Shao still surnamed Zhao?"

"It makes sense. Ai, ai, I heard that Zhou Shao is very handsome, so Fang Hui thought that Zhou Shao was a little star who wanted to become famous through the hidden rules. Is this true? Which of you had seen it?"

Several people raised their hands and said, "We had all seen it. You didn’t see it, but when Zhou Shao held his face during the meeting, he was really handsome and cool, many times more handsome than Cen Xi."

"I have an idea."

"What’s your idea?"

"Wasn’t Cen Xi jealous of someone who was handsomer than him? It was a newcomer who had just joined in August last year, called He something. Because he was more handsome than Cen Xi, Cen Xi became jealous. After Cen Xi became popular, his pillow talk with Zhao Shao caused him to be hidden by the company."

"I remember that, the newcomer was He Zihuan. When he signed his contract with the company, it seemed that it was a five-year contract. Now it is only half a year. He has to pay a large amount of liquidated damages for breaking the contract, which he can’t afford at all. That newcomer is not well-known, so other companies are reluctant to sign him, it is too pitiful."

"This company has Cen Xi in it, who isn’t pitiful!"

"I feel that Cen Xi's good fortune might be gone, the new chairman seems to be different from Zhao Shao. The good fortune of many may be coming."

"Now that you say it, I also feel that way. However, if Zhou Shao wanted to privately take care of me, I would be absolutely willing."

"Nympho, even if you are willing to do that with Zhou Shao, he may not be willing to do it with you."

"Cut, he would definitely not look at you."

"He wouldn’t look at you."

"Stop arguing about how you want to attract Zhou Shao. If he knows that we are here chewing our tongues out, he might fire us directly."

After thinking about it, everyone felt that it was reasonable and immediately disbanded. Wang Cheng's powerful side at the meeting had especially left an impression on them.

From its establishment to the present, in just over a year, Yazhi had signed many artists. However, many of them were not well-known. One reason was that their own conditions were slightly worse. However, it was more likely because of the bad internal atmosphere of Yazhi, which led to some artists that could have become famous being buried.

Pan Zhihai's list for Wang Cheng also listed the relationships between the agents and the artists. After seeing it, Wang Cheng had a general idea.

In a nutshell, there were two extremes in Yazhi. One was agents with strong momentum occupying good resources who raised well-known artists, and the other was relatively weak agents with so-so resources who raised unknown celebrities, worse than third-rate celebrities.

If they were lucky and found a company that was willing to pay for their liquidated damages, they would be able to break away from Yazhi and develop in the entertainment industry. If they were unlucky, they could only stay in the company until the end of the contract, with the only fee they paid being their youth. As they got older, it would be even harder to be famous.

However, such a company’s background was quite deep. The Zhou Group behind Yazhi was wealthy, unmatched by other entertainment companies. Sometimes, they also invested in movie-making and TV series. Their generosity was an important reason for their standing.

In addition, Yazhi was not a purely economic company. In October last year, when Zhao Chenlin was still the chairman of Yazhi, he had wanted Yazhi to enter the fashion industry. So, he established Yazhi Media and successfully collected several immature models.

However, he had the ideas, but he was not capable of carrying them out. Zhao Chenlin’s main purpose was to pick up girls, so after being active in the company for a month or two, and as the company went smoothly with Pan Zhihai’s help, it didn’t take long for him to get bored. Now, all the burdens fell on Pan Zhihai’s shoulders.

As Yazhi Media was immature, there were many shortcomings, and the overall packaging of several models was not in place. Pan Zhihai did not have very many contacts in the fashion industry, and so did not have enough resources and opportunities. As a result, the models had been silent; let alone making money, it was good enough that they still stuck with the company.

When Wang Cheng turned to the last page, he was suddenly attracted by a profile on the right. The picture was of a handsome young man. His slightly raised chin gave a feeling of youth and frivolousness, but not in an annoying way. On the contrary, he felt that this was a very confident person. Looking at his introduction, he found that he had graduated from Peking Opera just last year. Peking Opera was the highest institution of drama and art education in China.

Wang Cheng had also heard of this school after doing a lot of research. Some well-known actors in the entertainment industry seemed to have graduated from Peking Opera. He turned his attention to the name next to it.

He Zihuan?

He was young and handsome, with a high degree of education, yet such a good seedling had been silent until now. Wang Cheng’s intuition told him that He Zihuan was very likely to be one of the artists hidden by Fang Hui. Since Fang Hui was so lustful, he would have no reason to let He Zihuan go.

After getting off work, Wang Cheng took the list back to the Zhou house. He ran into Zhao Chenlin, who had also just come back, at the gate of the Zhou house. He parked his car in the yard, and Zhao Chenlin parked his car next to his. Wang Cheng glanced at him and walked in without saying a word. Zhao Chenlin seemed to have something to say, but the two servants not far away caused him to sober up a little. Worried that their conversation would reach his grandpa's ears, he finally calmed down, following Wang Cheng in with a calm face.

Mother Zheng went out to dinner with two other noble ladies today, so did not come to the Zhou house.

During the meal, Zhou Shichang did not ask him about Yazhi's situation. Zhao Chenlin did not dare to say that Wang Cheng had fired an agent of Yazhi today. Fang Hui already had a bad reputation, so he would just be slapping himself if he mentioned it. Even though he wanted to mock Wang Cheng, thinking of his mother's instructions, he could only bear it.

He couldn’t say anything in front of his grandfather. In private, Zhao Chenlin didn’t have such scruples. Anyway, he had already shown too much of his true face in front of Wang Cheng, so he didn’t care about it anymore. He blocked him in the corridor, the malice in his eyes immediately attacking him violently.

"Don’t think that you’re dismissing me by dismissing Fang Hui. Fang Hui is just a dog in my eyes. Although Grandpa has given you Yazhi Media, Yazhi is nothing to the Zhou Group. You haven’t won!"

"You are worthy of associating with a dog like Fang Hui." Wang Cheng threw down these words and walked away. This was not his first time experiencing Zhao Chenlin's self-righteousness. He thought that the expulsion of Fang Hui was related to him? He thought too much of himself, he really wasn’t paying attention to such an opponent.

Zhao Chenlin became so angry that he reached out to grab his shoulders.

Wang Cheng seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, and avoided his hand. "Why, do you want to start something with me? Have you forgotten your mother's teachings?"

Zhao Chenlin was fooled by his last sentence, until it turned out that Wang Cheng had already left. He thought Wang Cheng had heard something his mother said to him, but that was actually not the case.

Zhou Lin was more patient than Zhao Chenlin. Since Wang Cheng had moved into the Zhou house, she rarely showed malice towards Wang Cheng. It was not that she didn’t hate Wang Cheng, but that she had more control over her emotions. In order to achieve her goal, she would definitely tell Zhao Chenlin to be patient.

When Wang Cheng returned to his room, he turned on his computer and input some thoughts that resulted from seeing the information today into his files. After finishing, he went to take a bath. During that period, the phone rang once. However, the bathroom was soundproofed, so he didn't hear the phone ringing at all. Wang Cheng wiped his hair dry with a towel while calling back.

"Why didn't you answer the call just now?" Chu Yifeng's voice came over.

"I was taking a shower, I didn't hear it."

He usually took his baths at this time, so Chu Yifeng must have been in a pinch; however, he didn't ask why. Knowing that he had gone to Yazhi today, Chu Yifeng asked about the situation.

Wang Cheng sighed, "When people love each other, and flowers see flowers bloom, there is trouble."

[T/N: when people love each other, and flowers see flowers bloom = something about how someone is liked by many.]

"What?"

"I mean, as soon as I went to Yazhi, I ran into an agent who wanted to invite me to a hotel to enjoy ourselves and talk. The other party promised that as long as I stayed with him for one night, he would be able to make me popular all over the country. It sounded really tempting," Wang Cheng laughed humbly. A chill seemed to emanate from his phone, and his ear grew cold.

"What's their name?" The voice grew colder.

"Fang Hui. But I have fired him, and he already told that to Zhao Chenlin. Unfortunately, he didn't know that Zhao Chenlin is afraid to confront me head-on," Wang Cheng said gleefully.

There was a sudden silence over there.

"Why aren’t you speaking anymore?"

"How come I suddenly feel that it was not a good thing to expose you to the entertainment industry?"

"Cut, it wasn’t your decision, it was my grandfather's decision. Besides, why is it not a good thing for me to be exposed to the entertainment industry? I am not going to be a star." Wang Cheng couldn't understand his worries.

"Because you are not going to be a celebrity, and since you as the boss are good-looking, some celebrities will do anything, like starting a scandal with you, just to become famous, or they’ll climb your bed for support. You are young and handsome, and also the young boss of the Zhou Group. Of course there will be a lot of celebrities who want to have relationships with you."

Wang Cheng smiled, "Boss Chu, you really know the entertainment industry. However, why do I smell the strong stench of sour vinegar?"

"If I was really jealous, you wouldn’t be able to sit properly on your bed now." Chu Yifeng's voice was not really angry, the last sentence felt like a molestation instead.

Wang Cheng laughed, threw away his towel, and laid down, "Come on, come on, I'm waiting for you on the bed now."

Chu Yifeng imagined the scene of him lying on the bed with his ass pouted, and could only feel a heat in his lower abdomen. He had a tendency to rise out of nowhere when it came to imagining such things. He couldn't help but say, "You grinning little demon."

This sentence was like a bolt of electricity suddenly stunning his whole body. Wang Cheng felt his goosebumps rise, and immediately raised a white flag, "I surrender, don't say another sentence, I've gone stupid."

Chu Yifeng's laughter came over. "I regret it."

"What do you regret?"

"I regret letting Charlie go to chase after Fang He."

"If Fang He knew you were thinking this way, he would definitely find a way to kill you. You regretted it later rather than sooner, so presently, it is estimated that his butt is blooming." He said that, but with a tone of schadenfreude.

Chu Yifeng thought for a while, and decided not to mention the fact that his ass had blossomed earlier than Fang He’s, so as not to let him become angry for a while and leave in the future.

Wang Cheng said: "I want to ask you about this matter, is the Eimer Group involved in the entertainment industry?"

"No, what's the problem?"

"Then, are you interested in developing pieces, such as investing in movies and TV series?" Wang Cheng revealed his intentions.

"Do you want me to invest? You and your grandfather only have a three-month agreement. Movies and TV shows require a lot of time, and you won’t be able to recover funds so quickly. If you want Yazhi to find money as soon as possible, start with other aspects first. However, your grandfather’s request was for you to bring Yazhi back to life. Maybe he’s just asking you to improve the image of Yazhi, not necessarily immediately make money.”

Wang Cheng felt that it made sense, "I will discuss this with Pan Zhihai tomorrow. He is the president of Yazhi."

"You can also take advantage of the news that you are the chairman of Yazhi. The corruption of Yazhi's image has a lot to do with Zhao Chenlin, so people in the entertainment industry will pay more attention to Yazhi if they learn that the one in charge of Yazhi has changed."

"Pan Zhihai also mentioned this to me today. Additionally, he said that the expulsion of Fang Hui can be used for hype, as Fang Hui is considered a well-known agent in the entertainment industry."

"It seems that you have a good subordinate."

"His faithfulness remains to be examined."

Wang Cheng chatted with him for over an hour. It wasn’t until Chu Yifeng reminded him that he should go to bed that he hung up the phone.

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