Chapter 147: Volume 1, Chapter 147 – The Movie Emperor Who Turned Into a Cat (14)

After returning to her residence, Jiang Zhi received a call from an unknown number; the caller claimed to be an agency under Jingxing Company and wanted to sign her with the treatment of a top-tier actress.

The original host had been an extra for many years, so she naturally knew Jingxing Company—a transnational giant, the world's largest entertainment company; the artists it signed were all big names, even Xie Xingyuan was with that company.

Having read the plot, Jiang Zhi was well aware that all of this was arranged by Xie Xingyuan.

But outsiders didn't know he was the helm of Jingxing Company, and the original host certainly wouldn't know either.

So after Jiang Zhi said a sentence, she hung up and blocked the call.

On the other end, Wang Pang, whose call had just been hung up, stared blankly; it took him a while to react, he pushed open the hospital room door, looked at the elder brother earnestly doing rehab, and hesitated for a long time.

Xie Xingyuan's body seemed soaked in hot sweat; damp hair at his temples clung in strands before his eyes, beads of sweat dripped onto the floor, and his chest rose and fell violently.

His gaze shifted to the hesitant Wang Pang beside him, he frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Wang Pang truthfully told him that Miss Jiang Xiao Zhi had hung up and blocked his call.

Xie Xingyuan gave him a cold glance, his voice devoid of emotion: "If you can't even handle this, what good are you? Can't you think of another way when the call won't go through?"

Wang Pang hurriedly replied and lifted his foot to leave.

"Stop."

Xie Xingyuan suddenly called out to him.

Wang Pang turned around, cautiously asking, "What's up, Yuan Ge?"

Xie Xingyuan pretended not to care and asked, "What did she say?"

Wang Pang didn't understand his words, scratching his head in confusion, "Who… what… what words?"

Xie Xingyuan's face darkened; he nearly choked on his anger.

Wang Pang wanted to cry but had no tears; he was immensely grateful that Yuan Ge couldn't move now, otherwise he would have 'killed' him.

Xie Xingyuan took a deep breath, calmed his emotions, and said word by word: "I ask, what did she say before hanging up?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Pang hurriedly replied:

"Miss Jiang's exact words were: 'I'm so poor I can't even open the pot, don't come scamming me.'"

Xie Xingyuan gave a light cough, the corners of his narrow eyes slightly curved, a faint smile flickering.

"Got it, you may go."

Wang Pang stared at his lip's smile as if seeing a ghost.

Who is Xie Xingyuan? Sharp-tongued and arrogant, he shows no mercy to anyone, rarely smiles, but when he does, it usually means someone is about to suffer.

But this time, the smile came from the heart, without a trace of malice.

Wang Pang wished he could immediately bring Miss Jiang to Yuan Ge's presence.

…

After hanging up that call, Jiang Zhi lay on the bed and fell into a drowsy sleep; not long after, she was awakened by a knocking sound.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes, got out of bed, walked to the door, and through the peephole saw a stranger's face.

She suddenly woke up, alert, and asked, "Who are you?"

The person replied, "I'm from Jingxing Company; please open the door, Miss Jiang."

Jiang Zhi sneered, "You've come straight to my residence to scam me? Leave quickly, or I'll call the police."

The person outside hastily slipped a business card through the door crack; Jiang Zhi picked it up, looked at it, then let her in.

She was a woman in formal attire who called herself Ms. Hu, with good bearing and a gentle attitude.

"It's like this, Miss Jiang; we've observed you for a long time, saw your performance in Director Wang's play, your acting talent is extremely high and your appearance outstanding—we believe you will surely become a renowned actor in the near future."

"This is our contract; you can carefully review all the terms, or have a lawyer look at it—no rush to sign. When you've decided, you can call me at this number."

Jiang Zhi stared for a long time, pointed at herself, and asked incredulously, "You should have investigated my background; aside from this drama, I've never acted before, I haven't even attended a regular drama college—why me?"

Ms. Hu smiled and said, "Jingxing has a keen eye for talent; many of our signed actors were unknown when they contracted with us. Regarding your education concern, our platform offers opportunities to study abroad or domestically, so you needn't worry."

Jiang Zhi, still immersed in shock, replied after a moment, "Alright, I'll consider it."

After seeing her off, the surprise on Jiang Zhi's face faded; she looked at the contract on the table and asked, "Brother Seven, what is Xie Xingyuan's Love Points now?"

777: "The villain Xie Xingyuan's Love Points are 91."

Jiang Zhi furrowed her brows in difficulty, leaning against the door.

In this world, Xie Xingyuan has done nothing wicked; even after turning from a cat into a human, he has neither killed nor harmed anyone.

Jiang Zhi's second task is essentially completed.

However, once his Love Points reach 100, she must raise his Hatred Value; at that point, whether he will do evil becomes unpredictable.

"Brother Seven, Xie Xingyuan isn't bad now, unlike some other worlds where he committed heinous acts—can I avoid raising his Hatred Value?"

777 sighed: "No way, Host."

After a pause, it said earnestly: "We must completely reform the villain so he does no evil in any world; that is the Host's purpose here. Only when both his Love Points and Hatred Value reach 100 will he understand emotions and truly become a person."

Therefore, the Hatred Value must be raised.

Jiang Zhi nonchalantly let out an 'oh'.

777 thought and added: "In this world, Host, you can stay a while longer; the second task is to stop him from turning evil, which only counts as completed after his death."

Once the Hatred Value reaches its maximum, thereafter the Main God System no longer controls things; you may do as you please, equivalent to a vacation.

Jiang Zhi smiled narrowly: "Exactly, provoking a villain like Xie Xingyuan, I can still do what I like."

She could even imagine the scene of being imprisoned by him after his Hatred Value hits 100.

How thrilling that would be.

777 guiltily hid itself.

…

The next day, she arrived on the set.

As the only person she knows with the widest network, Director Wang, Jiang Zhi found him, a bit embarrassed, pleaded: "Director Wang, could you help me look at this contract?"

Director Wang had never seen her come to ask him for help with something, and he felt novelty for a moment: "Xiao Zhi would still ask me for help? I thought you only saw me as a director."

Having brought her along for so long, Director Wang sincerely regarded her as his own disciple; she had high acting talent, her action scenes were more professional than professionals', never complained, and was dedicated and conscientious.

It's just that this disciple always treats herself as an outsider, and her attitude toward him is the same as toward anyone else.

Jiang Zhi sheepishly touched the tip of her nose, "Master, from now on you will be my master!"

Earlier, Director Wang had told her he wanted to be her master; Jiang Zhi, firstly, feared that she would bring him a bad influence, and secondly, her fame wasn't enough yet, so she wanted to wait until this drama aired before formally becoming his disciple.

But Director Wang had always kept it in mind.

Director Wang smiled satisfactorily: "That's more like it!"