Chapter 74

"Come in!"

Behind a massive desk sat a middle-aged man — none other than Xinghai Entertainment's chairman, Duan Jiangping.

The moment he saw Su Meng come in, Duan Jiangping's face broke into a wide grin.

"Su Meng's back? How were these past few days? Tired?"

"Sit down quick and have some tea."

Qin Jie's face went even darker.

Boss, seems like you've never once offered to buy me tea, have you?

Su Meng didn't stand on ceremony — he dropped right into a seat, picked up the teacup, and drank.

You know what, this tea really is good.

Duan Jiangping didn't mind, watching him with a smile. Only after Su Meng had finished two cups did he speak up.

"Su Meng, you've been blowing up these past two days — you've practically taken over the entire trending list."

"How come I never noticed before that you've got a trending-search personality?"

Su Meng waved a hand and said casually.

"Boss, look at what you're saying — you never gave me a physical either!"

Duan Jiangping choked, instantly feeling something was off.

You're a grown man — why would I give you a physical?

"Su Meng, do you have any thoughts on the work coming up?"

Su Meng pursed his lips and didn't answer.

Duan Jiangping didn't mind, and said with a chuckle.

"There've been a few business collaborations lately, but I had Qin Jie turn them all down."

"Because I don't think you've fully tapped your potential yet — picking up endorsements now would be a bit of a loss."

"Once you've done a few more episodes and trended a few more times, you'll basically be set."

"There are also a few scripts — 'Domineering CEO, Do You Still Love Me?', 'Domineering CEO, I Still Love You'…"

"Not taking them!" Su Meng's face turned green.

What kind of garbage is this?

You really think I'm a professional domineering-CEO guy?

Duan Jiangping wasn't surprised, and nodded.

"I had Qin Jie turn those scripts down too."

"After all, your current image, um…"

"Have you thought about what kind of roles you want to play next?"

Act? Su Meng suddenly thought of the script he'd drawn, and his spirit instantly lifted.

He now had a proficient-level acting skill — he could probably pull off something passable.

"Don't laugh, Boss — I've actually been mulling over a movie script lately."

Huh? A script you came up with yourself?

The corners of Duan Jiangping's and Qin Jie's mouths twitched several times at once.

Su Meng didn't notice, and just kept going, full of enthusiasm.

"This script is called 'Leaves Return to Their Roots.'"

"It's about a migrant worker's coworker who dies, and then he carries the body on his back for thousands of miles…"

WTF!

Both Duan Jiangping's and Qin Jie's faces turned green.

What kind of underworld garbage is this?

Are you addicted to taking funeral gigs now?

Not playing with the living anymore — just dealing with the dead?

Su Meng said a few more lines, then suddenly stopped, staring blankly at Duan Jiangping.

Duan Jiangping only felt uncomfortable all over, as if every hair on his body was standing on end.

"Hey, you know what, though."

"Boss, your image — it's especially perfect for playing that corpse!"

Pfft…

Duan Jiangping only felt a surge of heat in his chest, and a mouthful of old blood spurted straight out…