Chapter 242: You Don't Have the Right

This was enemies meeting face to face, the rage burning all the hotter—there was no holding it in, it had to erupt.

Look at how composed the Emperor Entertainment old general manager was, simply because there was no profit entanglement for him.

Watching the two sides face off, Liu Tianxian wanted to say something to ease the tension, but Liu Xiaoli signaled her to hold back—this kind of matter should be left for Fang Hong to handle himself.

The mother and daughter couldn't fend them off; either ignore them, or compromise—there was no other choice.

Ignore them and bear the consequences of being smeared, just take it; compromise and get bled dry—that's how it always was before.

In her past life, Liu Tianxian had always been lukewarm, constantly mocked by the public, her commercial value sliding again and again.

She had no choice but to choose to ease tensions and reconcile with Huayi.

Only in this life, a variable like Fang Hong appeared, and everything became different.

"Principal, since you're here, let me introduce everyone. We see each other every day, no need to make relations so stiff." Fang Long tried to smooth things over.

"No need. We were never on the same path to begin with; forcing things together won't end well."

Fang Hong certainly couldn't blend with them—the conflict had already reached a white-hot stage.

If he became one of them, where would that leave the mother and daughter? They had always intended to break free from these people, otherwise they wouldn't have called him here.

He walked along the large round table: "I came here today to tell you all that Liu Tianxian has nothing to do with you from now on. If you scheme against her, you're going against me. Yutu may not be a giant, but it has some real strength—I've never feared a fight with anyone."

He had come to back Liu Tianxian up.

"Are you threatening us?" the Emperor Entertainment old general manager said.

Fang Hong walked behind him, bent over with one hand braced on the table, looking down at him: "And here you are, at your age, still bullying a young girl—have you no shame?"

The Emperor Entertainment old general manager slightly raised his head to look at him.

Their gazes met, sparks and lightning flying! Everyone present watched this old-and-young pair, each with their own expression. Little House looked at the young man about his own age, completely unintimidated before the big shots, still sharp-tongued, and felt ashamed by comparison.

He couldn't do what Fang Hong did—there was a gap between them.

Liu Tianxian fell silent, a feeling of reliance and gratitude welling up inside her. She couldn't be that tough, didn't have Fang Hong's confidence and sharpness.

Liu Xiaoli crossed her arms, watching with a firm gaze; in her eyes, none of these people were good sorts.

"We just want to cooperate with Tianxian, nothing else." Fang Long's expression remained unchanged, showing not the slightest guilt for the pressure he'd just put on Liu Tianxian.

"And you think you're qualified to talk cooperation? How many films do you shoot in a year now?"

Fang Hong looked at Fang Long: "Don't think being a senior gives you the right to talk nonsense in front of me. The current Liu Tianxian isn't someone you can just propose cooperation with—who do you think you are?"

Fang Long's face instantly darkened; those words struck right at his sore spot.

Indeed, he couldn't match the number of films Yutu Production made now; indeed, they could afford not to give him any face, because there was no dealings between them.

The main thing was he couldn't lift anyone up!

On paper he was a famous name, sounded impressive, but really he was just put out there for show—a talisman for himself.

As for how much offensive power he had—none! Now was the era of new talents rising to replace the old; Fang Hong had become that new talent, precisely because he also had the potential to break out! "How dare you talk to my dad like that?" Little House couldn't help but fire back! "Shut up! This isn't your place to speak, kid—go stand aside." Fang Hong pointed at him.

"You—!" Little House was furious.

"Hey!"

The Emperor Entertainment old general manager raised a hand to stop Little House from speaking—their statuses weren't equal, so he was naturally at a disadvantage.

Little House wilted and shut his mouth!

The Emperor Entertainment old general manager said again: "Young man, don't be so hot-tempered. Everything should be discussed, and cooperation is the proper way."

"So you mean to divide the cake, huh? Divide my cake, and divide Liu Tianxian's cake too." Fang Hong said lightly—these people really had calculated well.

Not only scheming against Liu Tianxian, but against him as well!

The Emperor Entertainment old general manager fell silent—of course that was what he meant; otherwise, why would he be here blabbering with a young man!

"Although I haven't been in this circle long, I've heard of your great name. The interests in this circle are huge—film and TV, talent management, advertising, theater chains, all very profitable. You can't eat it all alone; we can absolutely sit down and talk properly." Qi Jianhong spoke up.

Actually, they weren't that interested in Liu Tianxian—it was the Principal they were far more interested in.

No matter how much Liu Tianxian struggled, she was still just an actress; block her off, and she'd have to compromise whether she wanted to or not. The Principal was the real big shot.

He had people when he needed people, teams when he needed teams, capital when he needed capital—he could create his own resources! With the Principal on board, in this entertainment circle, not to mention the entire film market, half the film market would be at their word: Emperor Entertainment, Huayi, Yutu, plus Fang Long's famous-name ability.

In this entertainment circle, simply an invincible existence!

As long as they developed, every link—production, distribution, theaters—could be opened up.

Whoever they backed would go red; no one could resist! So they harbored fantasies of cooperation with Fang Hong.

Qi Jianhong pointed at Liu Tianxian again: "Tianxian we can also bring along together, pour in all our resources, let her reach the next level—it's all possible."

The temptation was great, but Liu Tianxian wasn't interested; she looked toward Fang Hong.

"Do you want to divide my cake, or do you want me to divide yours?" Fang Hong raised his head to look at the man opposite.

"Of course it's mutual cooperation. You have cake you can share with us, we have cake we can share with you—together we make the cake bigger, that's what's real." Qi Jianhong said.

Fang Hong straightened up and continued walking along the large round table, Lu Dabo following behind, on guard against any accidents.

Everyone present had different looks in their eyes, but all followed his figure.

Fang Hong walked behind Liu Tianxian, placed one hand on her shoulder, and tapped the table with the other.

"What do you mean by dividing the cake? The cake is on the table—only those qualified to sit at the table get to divide the cake; those without the right are just giving money away.

Take my Yutu's table—who among you has the right to sit at it?"

Fang Hong's gaze swept across the faces of the various general managers.

Those words could be said to look down on every big shot present, not taking a single one of them seriously. The big shots and their kept idlers showed considerable displeasure.

Their gazes at Fang Hong all carried hostility.

They'd seen arrogant ones, but never this arrogant—actually saying they weren't qualified; it was the first time anyone had said such a thing to their faces. Who among those present didn't have hundreds of millions, billions in assets?

Liu Tianxian's spine couldn't help but straighten a few degrees more. Just now she had been toyed with and suppressed by these people, not daring to say a single harsh word, only able to maintain a calm attitude.

This man had helped her vent her frustration; it felt great, but she also worried about retaliation later.

Liu Xiaoli felt it really lifted her spirits. She hadn't expected her son-in-law to speak with such barbs, every gesture full of presence.

I really never saw it before!

"The Principal truly lives up to his reputation — wildly arrogant. Who knows what achievements he's actually made, yet he already thinks he's somebody."

Yinghuang's General Manager, seeing there was no room for cooperation, dropped all pretense: "A few years? How many years has Jade Rabbit even been around — two or three, right? And they think they can run wild without consequence!"

"Heheheh!"

Xiao Wang's General Manager laughed out loud, and the others also smiled — clearly giving up on any illusions.

The mockery was utterly undisguised, laughing at the Principal for not knowing his place.

"Go look in the mirror, look at what each of you looks like — one fantasizes about being an invading dragon; one wants to keep grabbing benefits; one bullies a widow and her children; one wants to jump into the pit."

Fang Hong pointed at them in turn — Yinghuang, Fang Long, Xiao Wang's General Manager, Yaolai — and continued: "You lot together are several hundred years old, and I can't see what you have to be so proud of. To put it bluntly, I could outlive every one of you just by sticking around."

*Slap! *

Xiao Wang's General Manager slammed the table and stood: "Principal, don't get cocky. One year, two years — you think you can keep winning? I'll be watching to see when you fall."

"I don't know if I'll keep winning, but I do know you'll keep losing." Fang Hong refused to back down.

"Alright, gentlemen, General Managers, big brother — apologies for the offense today. We'll be going now."

Liu Tianxian, seeing another argument about to break out, stood up and bowed to them, then grabbed Fang Hong and walked out.

Liu Xiaoli showed no expression and followed along.

Lu Dabo trailed behind, covering the rear and watching the others — if anyone dared to move, he'd take them out.

"Dammit, people like that deserve a couple of slaps." Feng Kuzi was at it again.

Same line, ten thousand years running.

"I told you talking to him was useless — straight-up real knives and real guns is the most practical." Xiao Wang's General Manager also waved his hand, his fury completely undisguised.

The others' faces all showed varying degrees of displeasure.

Indeed, Fang Hong simply didn't take them seriously at all — didn't put them in his eyes at all — which made them very unhappy.

"This is the first time I've ever seen such an arrogant young man." Yinghuang's General Manager had finally seen it for himself.

In the past, which young person meeting him wasn't respectful and deferential, wearing a smiling face? Even big stars had to pour his drinks when they saw him.

And this person — going toe to toe with him!

"Me too!" Qi Jianhong chimed in.

Fang Long said nothing. Although this matter was because of him, he was the least aggressive — he was just famous, that's all.

"What do we do now?" he asked.

"What else can we do? If he wants to play, we'll play along. I refuse to believe this man has no weakness." Xiao Wang's General Manager got vicious.

Thinking about the Principal — apart from his bad reputation, he really didn't seem to have any weaknesses. He didn't fool around with women or anything like that.

Actually, their own reputations weren't much better than the Principal's. For people like them, reputation was the least damaging thing.

If there are no weaknesses, just create some. Nobody in this world goes around displaying their weaknesses for others to see.

On the other side, Fang Hong and the others entered the elevator, all looking rather silent. Lu Dabo looked at one, then the other — every face was solemn.

Better keep my head down!

Liu Tianxian had truly fallen out with those people this time, made a clean break. From now on, she probably wouldn't get any more drama offers from that side.

From now on, she could only rely on Jade Rabbit.

But even if she hadn't done this, that side wouldn't have given her good resources anyway. It was only because she'd risen back up relying on Jade Rabbit in this life that Fang Long, Yinghuang, Huayi and the rest started having ideas again.

In the previous life, they couldn't have cared less — let her struggle however she wanted.

If internet capital hadn't entered the scene, Liu Tianxian's star path really would have been hard to predict.

They walked out of the club building. Outside, it had already gone dark, with only neon lights flickering. Liu Xiaoli finally spoke: "Xiao Fang, did you eat before you came?"

Liu Tianxian also looked at Fang Hong. Everything seemed perfectly normal, as if what had just happened hadn't occurred.

"No, Auntie. I'll eat when I get home," Fang Hong said.

"I haven't eaten much either. How about we all go eat together?" Liu Xiaoli suggested.

"Sure!" Fang Hong looked at Liu Tianxian.

Liu Tianxian tilted her head and gestured: "Let's go!"

Lu Dabo wanted to tag along for the meal, but looking at the backs of that family of three, he was an outsider and felt too embarrassed — he could only stop where he was.

"Hey, isn't this one coming?" Liu Xiaoli noticed someone was missing and turned back, puzzled.

"He already ate before coming," Fang Hong said.

Lu Dabo had just been about to say "I'll go," but hearing the Principal say that, he put on a smiling face and gestured: "Right, I already ate, I won't eat. You guys go — it's so late, I want to go home and sleep."

In his heart he was cursing: Has the opposite sex no humanity! "Alright then, be careful on the way." Liu Xiaoli didn't say anything more — she didn't know this person anyway.

Just out of politeness — after all, this person had also helped out with today's matter.

"Does he go to bed this early?" Liu Tianxian asked Fang Hong curiously — it was only around nine o'clock.

"Young people go to bed relatively early!"

(End of this chapter)