My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady-Chapter 371: The Role That Can’t Be Refused

Kang Zhenyu was rendered speechless by Yuran’s words, "President Yu, I am loyal to our studio."

The atmosphere of Ran Studio, couldn’t be better.

So he really liked the current environment, even though it was small.

Yuran laughed, "Brother Kang, if one day you’re up against the people from RSM, how would you face them?" freeωebnovēl.c૦m

Kang Zhenyu’s hand, gripping the steering wheel, suddenly tightened, then slowly relaxed, "Suddenly hearing about RSM, I still feel anxious inside, but it won’t change anything.

Since I, Kang Zhenyu, left RSM, I will only become better. RSM has already started to decline.

Recently, there’s been word that they’ve sold a considerable number of shares to Diyang. If RSM is acquired by Diyang, then Diyang’s share of the entertainment industry will exceed Huanya by forty percent;

And between forty and sixty percent, by then, the entertainment circle split three ways, I’m afraid will only be split two ways.

Diyang will hold the lion’s share and will have more initiative.

The head of Huanya, Xi Nian, has returned to the country in a rush, which might also have to do with this. RSM is a big pie;

Who among the hungry wouldn’t want to pounce and claim it for themselves?

Human greed is an eternal truth.

Huanya choosing you as the lead might not really be the perfect fit, but perhaps it’s just testing the waters."

Yuran: "...How so?"

Kang Zhenyu laughed, finding Yuran’s confusion amusing and started to laugh even more, "President Yu, if you film a movie with Huanya, then for our country’s three major film tyrants;

You would have worked with all of them. ’Glory’ is with RSM, ’Emperor Shun of Tang’ is with Diyang, and now Huanya is in talks with you;

So you tell me, if we really have to use this as a competition, wouldn’t Huanya also have to find you for one of their projects?"

Yuran was particularly speechless, "Is there too much money to burn?"

Kang Zhenyu, "For big bosses like Diyang and Huanya, money is just a number to them. They throw around millions like it’s nothing;

They’ve probably forgotten what money even looks like, after all, they don’t need to do anything themselves."

Yuran: "...That’s true."

"President Yu, you’re finally back with Brother Kang. Has our studio been feeling down, as if we’re almost depressed?" An employee was waiting at the door, and as soon as they saw Yuran and Kang Zhenyu return, they immediately went up to them and aired their grievances.

Ever since General Manager Qi returned to the office, they had been worried that their own General Manager Qi would be devoured by a male vixen.

Muttering a bunch of things outside that even I don’t understand.

Anyway, the Buddha understands.

Treat it as scriptures, then.

After longing and waiting, we’ve finally got the person everyone was looking for back. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, looking as if they were about to collapse. Their nerves had been stretched too tight, and now that they could relax, they felt incredibly tired.

An employee mumbled, "Mental work is really not meant for humans."

Everyone: "..."

Yuran smiled, "Everyone, perk up. I’ll treat you all to afternoon tea, with a piece of dessert for each person, okay?"

"Oye, long live President Yu."

Seeing everyone happy, Yuran chuckled and shook her hand at the people behind her, then walked up to the door of Qi Younian’s office, knocked a few times, and directly pushed the door open.

Even though she was astounded by how incredibly Xi Nian looked the last time they met, Yuran was still taken aback by his charm now.

Qi Younian introduced, "President Xi, this is Yuran you’ve been looking for, who is also one of the partners at Ran Studio."

Xi Nian fluttered his eyelashes and looked up at Yuran, extending his pale, delicate hand, "Hello, my name is Xi Nian, the person in charge at Huanya."

Yuran shook his hand briefly and let go, "President Xi, please take a seat. Let’s sit down and have a good talk."

Xi Nian nodded and as soon as he sat down, he got straight to the point, "Miss Yu, my company previously contacted you hoping that you would act in our new series,

and I heard that you refused. May I ask why?"

Yuran looked straight into Xi Nian’s eyes, "President Xi, I think I have the right to refuse, don’t I?"

"Naturally."

Yuran shrugged, "Well then, I’m refusing now. I don’t want to act in your company’s film and television productions, or big-screen works. I don’t plan to take any jobs in the near future.

This year, my fortune is too strong. When I went to have my fortune told, they said that I could bring down a whole production team. So, to avoid harming your company, I’d rather not act."

Qi Younian and Kang Zhenyu were stunned listening to her nonsensical reasons. What kind of reasoning was this? Who curses themselves like that?

No investor wants to hear anything other than flattery from the mouth of an artist they wish to work with. This Yuran, however, has some guts. Not only did she speak harshly, but she also managed to give them a lesson without batting an eyelid.

How outrageous.

But Xi Nian remained composed, not getting angry at all. There was even a faint smile playing in his eyes.

"I hope Miss Yu won’t reject me so quickly. I’d like you to consider it thoroughly before contacting me."

Until a decision is finalized, everything is possible.

Moreover, Xi Nian is the type who becomes more resilient when faced with setbacks. Yuran’s acting skills are well recognized, and he couldn’t let his first project since taking over at Huanya flop.

He wouldn’t allow the Huanya brand to go down on his watch.

Yuran had intended to refuse, but Kang Zhenyu subconsciously tugged at her, interrupting her. This disruption made her forget what she was going to say.

She could only look at him, "Brother Kang..."

Kang Zhenyu gave her a reassuring look, then addressed Xi Nian directly, "President Xi, we can’t guarantee that Yuran will definitely take the role, but I and our President Qi will do our best to persuade her. If it really doesn’t work out, then there’s nothing we can do."

Xi Nian nodded, "I understand, thank you. I’ll take my leave now."

Once Xi Nian had left, the atmosphere in the conference room felt much lighter. Yuran looked at Kang Zhenyu, "Brother Kang, why did you agree to that?"

Kang Zhenyu looked somewhat apologetic but analyzed the situation for Yuran, who listened with great interest as if watching an exciting drama.

After weighing the pros and cons, Kang Zhenyu simply placed Xi Nian’s business card in front of her, "So, President Yu, I think you should consider it a bit. It’s not that you won’t take on the first three roles, you want the fourth female lead.

It’s not just because the role has less screen time, but also because it has many highlights. Almost all of the fourth female lead’s scenes are explosive, making it suitable for you at the moment."

Yuran: "...Unbelievable Brother Kang, where did you get that it’s suitable for me now? Are you sure it’s not the me from before?"

Qi Younian rubbed his forehead, looking exasperatedly at Yuran, who was giving Kang Zhenyu a hard time, with a mix of laughter and helplessness, "You two are adults, can’t you act a little less childish? It’s fine if you two can keep this up, but it’s becoming hard for me to watch.

Yuran, just give it a try like Brother Kang suggests. Aim only for the fourth female lead; if it’s not possible to get that role, it would be better not to act at all. We should trust Brother Kang’s judgment."

Kang Zhenyu shook his head humbly, "Too kind, too kind."

Yuran burst into laughter, picked up the business card, and tucked it into her pocket, "Brother Kang, got it. I’ll go back and think it over carefully."

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