Chapter 277: The Power of Capital

At Beijing International Airport, Xiang Fei walked out of the VIP lane holding Xiang Yang's hand.

"Daddy, when are we going back this time to see Mommy?" Xiang Yang asked, tilting his little face up.

Xiang Fei ruffled his son's hair: "Wait until the New Year, Yangyang."

Back home, Xiang Fei took out the recent newspapers,

"Avatar Breaks the 5 Billion Box Office Mark; Director Xiang Fei's Other Masterpiece Titanic's Top Spot Wobbles"

"Tian Zhen Smashes Microphone in Fury, Walks Off Stage on the Spot!"

"How Exactly Did Xiang Fei Do It — Such an Outstanding Work"

"Huayi Brothers' Artist Fan Bingbing to Once Again Play Jin Su in My Fair Princess"

Xiang Fei put down the newspaper and muttered softly: "About to break 10 billion at the box office — Europe and America need to push harder."

At dusk, Xiang Fei was in his study reviewing Fei Min Entertainment's quarterly report when he suddenly heard a commotion from downstairs.

"Godpa! Auntie Mei!" Xiang Yang's excited shout came from the living room.

Xiang Fei set down his papers and walked out of the study, just in time to see Zhang Guorong spin Xiang Yang around in a circle, while Mei Yanfang stood to one side, her hand holding onto an unfamiliar woman — her head lowered, eyes swollen and red, clearly having just cried.

"Brother, Sister Mei, what brings you here?" Xiang Fei said with a smile as he walked down the stairs, his gaze falling on the unfamiliar woman. "And this is?"

Zhang Guorong sighed and gently patted the woman's shoulder: "Her name is Tian Zhen."

The moment the words fell, Tian Zhen suddenly dropped to her knees with a thud, tears spilling out at once: "Director Xiang, please save me!"

Xiang Fei started, and quickly stepped forward to steady her: "Don't be like that — speak calmly!"

Mei Yanfang also hurried over to help support her: "A-Zhen, sit down first, take your time."

In the living room, the housekeeper brought hot tea; Tian Zhen held the cup in both hands, her knuckles white from gripping so hard.

"The April music gala… they changed the award at the last minute — the 'Most Popular Female Singer' that was supposed to be mine was given to Na Ying instead…" Tian Zhen's voice trembled. "I acted on impulse and smashed the microphone…"

Mei Yanfang gave a cold snort: "Na Ying has people behind her, the connections were all arranged long ago — changing the award at the last minute, it's outright bullying!"

Zhang Guorong frowned tightly: "A-Zhen's company not only didn't help her, but under pressure they terminated her contract outright — now no one in the industry dares to hire her."

Xiang Fei leaned back on the sofa, silently smoking; amid the curling smoke, his gaze gradually sharpened.

Tian Zhen wiped her tears and went on: "My manager said… if I still want to sing, the only option is to find Mr. Zhang Guorong…" She pulled a business card from her bag — it was Zhang Guorong's private contact details.

Mei Yanfang took Tian Zhen's hand and looked at Xiang Fei: "A-Fei, you know what A-Zhen is capable of — she shouldn't be buried like this."

Zhang Guorong also nodded: "A-Mei and I approached several companies we're familiar with, but the moment they heard it was Tian Zhen, they all politely declined… The power of capital is bigger than we imagined."

Xiang Fei pinched out his cigarette and looked straight at Tian Zhen: "You want to keep singing?"

Tian Zhen nodded hard: "Yes! Even if I have to start over from scratch, I'm willing!"

"Good — go find Zhang Yadong and say I sent you. But there's one condition —"

Tian Zhen nervously looked up.

"You must sign a lifetime contract." Xiang Fei's tone was calm but brooked no argument. "Fei Min will pour everything into promoting you, but you must be loyal to Fei Min."

Without a moment's hesitation, Tian Zhen said: "I'll sign!"

Mei Yanfang breathed a sigh of relief and laughed: "That's more like it! A-Zhen, from now on you're one of Fei Min's people — let's see who still dares to bully you!"

Zhang Guorong also showed a gratified smile: "A-Fei, thanks."

Xiang Fei waved a hand: "We're family — don't mention it."

After seeing off Zhang Guorong and Mei Yanfang, Xiang Fei stood alone on the balcony, gazing into the distance.