Chapter 374: Overplayed Your Hand, Haven't You?

"Are you being that loyal?" Chen Yu was stunned.

"I might not help others, but I have to help you, Young Master Chen." Lu Ruxue laughed, "Send me the address, I'll be there right away."

"Good, thank you for the trouble." Chen Yu nodded.

"Done?" Yan Roujin glanced at Chen Yu, "Who did you find?"

"Guess," Chen Yu said mysteriously.

"How could I possibly guess?" Yan Roujin rolled her eyes at him.

"Lu Ruxue. She happens to be in Fengling right now. She's coming over immediately. Get the Contract ready; we'll sign it right away," Chen Yu smiled.

"It's her? That's great." Yan Roujin's eyes lit up, "Lu Ruxue has a wide acting range and can handle all kinds of roles. I had considered her before, but had to choose someone else due to scheduling conflicts. I didn't expect you to be so capable—you got her to come with just one phone call?"

"Her schedule is indeed tight, but she pushed aside all her other work. Besides, she is a true actor and an artist; she's very professional, so there's no need to worry about her acting like a diva," Chen Yu smiled, "Director Li, is there any problem with Lu Ruxue's image?"

"Miss Lu? Is it really her?" The bearded director's expression was shaken.

"Of course it's her," Chen Yu smiled.

"No problem at all! Miss Lu is one of the few powerhouse actors. Her ability is very strong, and many veteran artists speak highly of her. This is my first time working with such a true A-list star," the bearded director rubbed his hands together in excitement.

His own ability was not bad, but he had always suffered from a lack of opportunity. If he could work with Lu Ruxue once, it was very likely he would soar to success in the future.

"Alright then, get prepared. She'll be here soon," Chen Yu said.

"Yes, yes, I'll prepare immediately. Once I discuss the image with Miss Lu, we can start filming right away," the director nodded excitedly.

"Lu Ruxue? Heh, is she as popular as I am? Is she as young as I am?" Pei Ling sneered, "Besides, I, Pei Ling, don't take the advertisements I refuse. Let's see if she, Lu Ruxue, dares to take them."

"You have nothing to do with us now. Wait to be sued. If there's nothing else, please leave," Chen Yu said flatly.

"I'm telling you, the person President Jiang invited will be here soon. Let's see how long you can keep laughing," Pei Ling clamored.

"Miss Pei, the person Mr. Jiang found has arrived. His surname is Long." A bodyguard brought in a man from outside, and this man was none other than Long Jihai.

"Mr. Long, hello. I am President Jiang's friend, Pei Ling. I'll leave my matter to you. I don't want to see this company exist in Fengling. Also, I find this man surnamed Chen unpleasant; you cannot let him off," Pei Ling stood up, head held high, looking arrogant.

"Mr. Chen, it's you?" Long Jihai was stunned. He had been entrusted by a friend to handle Pei Ling's matter, but he never expected to run into Chen Yu.

"It is indeed me. You are that friend of President Jiang?" Chen Yu sneered, "Well, well, even without Mu Chengcang as a backer, Mr. Long is still quite famous."

"How about it? Can you do what this woman asked?" Chen Yu asked.

"Qing, Qingyan is your company?" Long Jihai's face turned pale.

"It is my company. I developed it in partnership with President Yan. Is there a problem?" Chen Yu asked.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Chen. I didn't know beforehand. I have also thought clearly about that matter; I was just about to contact you. I have decided: I will exhaust my family's wealth, only begging Mr. Chen to take action, let go of my good-for-nothing son, and save my poor daughter," Long Jihai bowed to Chen Yu.

"Mr. Long, what are you doing? He is the person I have a dispute with. President Jiang asked you to come here to solve him. What is the meaning of this?" Pei Ling was furious; she did not understand what Long Jihai meant.

"Shut your mouth! This is Mr. Chen. Never mind me, even if your President Jiang came in person, he wouldn't amount to much in front of Mr. Chen," Long Jihai said in a rage.

"Who is he? Is he the King of Heaven? What is going on with President Jiang? Did he find some useless thing to come here and embarrass me?" Pei Ling shrieked, "Where is my phone? I'm calling President Jiang right now."

"Miss Pei, your phone," a bodyguard handed her the phone.

"President Jiang, it's Lingling," taking the phone, Pei Ling immediately switched to a voice so sugary it gave people goosebumps.

"Lingling, I've already found someone to handle your matter. It's fine. This Mr. Long has a lot of influence in Fengling, and he is very familiar with the Martial Ancestor Mu Chengcang. Asking him to step in to deal with that Qingyan company is just a small test of his skills."

"I was just about to say, President Jiang, that Mr. Long you found is absolutely useless. He's acting like a grandson in front of that Chen guy at Qingyan," Pei Ling said unhappily, "Can you find someone more reliable?"

"He's afraid of the other party?" The voice of Mr. Jiang on the phone suddenly changed.

"That's right! What Martial Ancestor? Isn't he just bragging to you?" Pei Ling said.

"If that's really the case, then Ling, you need to be careful. The other party is definitely not someone to be trifled with; otherwise, Mr. Long wouldn't have lowered his posture so much."

"Oh, what's there to be afraid of or not? Mr. Jiang, find someone else to solve this for me," Pei Ling was stunned; she couldn't swallow this anger.

"You really need to be careful. If you should apologize, then apologize," Mr. Jiang said, "After all..."

"Apologize? Apologize for what? President Jiang, I am an artist under your banner. I've earned you plenty of money, and my popularity is high enough, right? Can't you even solve this small matter for me?" Pei Ling had a mental breakdown and started lashing out at everything.

"It's not that I can't solve it, but not everything is something I can handle," President Jiang's tone was already displeased.

How could he not protect an artist from his own company? It was just that he was afraid he couldn't afford to offend the other party. Besides, did this woman really think she was someone important?

"I don't care, you find a way for me," Pei Ling yelled relentlessly, "If you don't solve this for me, I'm going on strike. Don't book any more films or advertisements for me in the future."

"Pei Ling, do you really think you're someone important?" President Jiang was furious, "You've only gotten this far by relying on your face. To be honest, there are plenty of beautiful women, and there are plenty who are more capable and better-looking than you."

"Remember your words today. Don't ever beg me to book roles for you in the future. Starting today, you can take a rest. The company will not arrange any activities or work for you. Furthermore, the mess at Qingyan is something you stirred up yourself; solve it yourself."

"Jiang..." Pei Ling was instantly dumbfounded. She had intended to say a few soft words, but the other party hung up the phone directly.

This time, she had truly ruined herself. Acting like a diva was one thing, but she had even acted like one toward her own boss? If she didn't die, who would?

To be honest, for a performer like her, as long as the entertainment company boss is willing, he can promote anyone he wants. Did she really think that just because she acted in a few films, she dared to challenge capital?