Yu Youwei comforted him, “As long as you’re safe, that’s all that matters. As long as you’re still here, everything else can be rebuilt.”
“I’ll transfer you some money first. Just use it for now.”
After hanging up, she sent Bai Luo 1,000 yuan through WeChat.
Sitting in the mall under the air conditioner, Bai Luo’s expression instantly collapsed when he saw the amount.
You’re a famous CEO of a listed company, and you only sent me 1,000 yuan?
Even other rich women give their boy toys at least five figures in pocket money.
No way. He had to come up with another plan.
Bai Luo’s face darkened.
At 3 p.m., Yu Youwei finally had her first meal of the day.
But when she saw the lavish array of food Bai Luo brought back, she was speechless. Though she was annoyed, she restrained herself from lashing out.
In the end, she only took a bowl of millet porridge to sip slowly.
Bai Luo, sitting nearby, couldn’t wait to dig in. While eating, he said, “Weiwei, I got this from Guangming Fishing Port—it’s a nationwide restaurant chain. Their food isn’t cheap. This little spread cost over 800 yuan, but their taste really is worth it.”
Yu Youwei glanced at him but didn’t say anything, lowering her head to continue drinking her porridge.
Seeing she didn’t respond, Bai Luo gave a dry laugh and continued eating awkwardly.
After lunch, it was almost 4 p.m. Yu Youwei was planning to rest a bit longer, but a message from Xu Yanhong interrupted her.
[President Yu, something’s wrong. One of the artists is in trouble.]
…
When Yu Youwei rushed back to the company, she found the front entrance completely blocked.
A swarm of reporters, marketing bloggers, and paparazzi photographers surrounded the building.
The moment the crowd saw her, they surged forward.
Left with no choice, Yu Youwei took Bai Luo through the discreet back entrance.
Xu Yanhong, the agent, saw Yu Youwei come in with Bai Luo trailing behind. She was stunned for a second, but the urgency of the situation didn’t allow her to ask questions.
Xu Yanhong reported seriously, “Qin Shiyu was ambushed on her way to the film set. A group of men dragged her out of the car and took a bunch of indecent photos. Someone else captured it on video, uploaded it online, and spread rumors that she slept her way to the lead actress role. Word is, the wife of a certain director found out and hired people to ‘teach her a lesson.'”
“The backlash is escalating. Someone bought her name to trend at the top of the search rankings. She’s being viciously attacked online, and people are calling for her to be blacklisted.”
“She has a period drama premiering soon and two others wrapped up and pending broadcast. If she gets banned, all the investment and marketing—billions of yuan—will go down the drain. It’ll be a huge blow to Huanyu Media. Worse, potential clients will hesitate to collaborate with us in the future.”
Yu Youwei was stunned after hearing all this.
Before she could even process the situation, her secretary came running in.
“President Yu, the Mu Group’s game company has canceled their endorsement contract with us. They’re demanding we pay a hefty penalty fee.”
Yu Youwei’s face turned pale. “The contract is still active. How can they break it unilaterally and demand compensation from us? What kind of logic is that?”
The secretary replied, “They found out that Xiao Bo accepted an endorsement deal with one of Mu Group’s competitors behind Huanyu’s back. We only learned about this after being notified.”
Xiao Bo was another pillar of Huanyu Media. Originally a singer, he skyrocketed in popularity after starring in a fantasy drama, quickly becoming a top-tier celebrity.
Yu Youwei had leveraged Xiao Bo’s explosive fame to sign a 3-year, 500 million yuan investment betting agreement with Aishang Entertainment.
That agreement had pushed Huanyu’s valuation from 200 million yuan to over 5 billion yuan, making them the leading entertainment company in Tianhai City and one of the top ten nationwide.
The betting clause stipulated: Huanyu must achieve a net profit of 500 million yuan within three years.
If they failed, Huanyu would have to buy back the 500 million yuan investment from Aishang at an annualized rate of 20%.
In simple terms: if they lost the bet, Yu Youwei not only had to return the full investment, but also pay an additional 20% interest.
She had dared to sign such a bold agreement because she had a top-tier star like Xiao Bo, who could easily bring in 300 million yuan profit.
Xiao Bo was Huanyu’s backbone.
If Qin Shiyu was banned, it would be like losing an arm. But if Xiao Bo fell from grace, it would be like cutting into Huanyu’s main artery.
In short, both of them were critically important to the company.
Yu Youwei frowned tightly, rubbing her temples as a splitting headache came on.
And Bai Luo—still standing in front of her—kept pacing back and forth. One moment pouring her tea, the next asking irrelevant questions. His constant presence only made her more agitated.
He was no help at all.
She didn’t expect Bai Luo to solve anything, but at the very least, he could stop getting in the way and messing up her train of thought. This chapter was copied from novelping(.)com without permission.
If only Jiang Yan were here…
A flicker of sorrow crossed Yu Youwei’s eyes.
But there was no going back now.
…
“What the hell! I heard you broke up with Yu Youwei?”
“Yanzi, how are you going to survive without the Yu family’s heiress!”
While Jiang Yan was busy with work at his company, his close friend Lin Cheng gave him a call.
Jiang Yan massaged his brow and said, “Yeah. Where’d you hear that from?”
Lin Cheng replied, “Where else? The entire social circle’s buzzing about what happened at Yunjin Pavilion last night. You, the Yu heiress, the Mu family’s eldest daughter, and Yu Youwei’s white moonlight—all four of you were involved. It’s gone viral in our circles.”
Lin Cheng was a college classmate and roommate of Jiang Yan for four years. Though his family only ran a second-tier business in Tianhai City, his network was vast, and his info always accurate.
Jiang Yan sensed something was off and clarified, “It wasn’t the four of us. I wasn’t involved at all.”
After a brief pause, he asked, “You knew Yu Youwei had a white moonlight?”
Lin Cheng awkwardly responded, “Well… it wasn’t hard to tell. You just didn’t notice because you were too close to it.”
Jiang Yan spoke faintly, “And you didn’t tell me?”
Even if he didn’t come from a wealthy family, he still had his dignity and bottom line. If their relationship had always been based on him being someone’s substitute, he would never have accepted it.
“Ah… well…” Lin Cheng sounded conflicted. “If I told you, we’d stop being friends. That could’ve caused big problems.”
He quickly changed the subject, “By the way, how did you end up with the Mu family’s eldest daughter? Damn, bro, every woman you’re linked with is amazing.”
Jiang Yan sighed and said helplessly, “Stop spreading rumors. I was meeting Mu Wanzhou for a financing deal.”
“But the breakup is real, right? After you dumped the Yu heiress, she sat in the back room crying her eyes out for hours. Who would’ve thought, back then you were the one who loved her so humbly. And now, after the breakup, it’s her who’s left heartbroken and sobbing.”
“You called just to tell me that?” Jiang Yan asked.
Lin Cheng fell silent for a few seconds before his tone turned serious.
“The Yu family is in trouble.”