Feng Shui Secrets of the Entertainment Industry

With Lu Jianbo's endorsement, everyone present raised their glasses.

Even though we've been to these kinds of events many times, Long Nier and I still don't feel quite comfortable with them.

Unlike us, Fatty Lin was adept at navigating social situations. Long Ni'er and I followed him around, learning how he handled things.

Regardless, after this wave, we've finally established ourselves in Shanghai's entertainment industry.

Regardless of Lu Jianbo's intentions, tonight's meeting has done us a tremendous favor.

June 13th, the second day of the Shanghai Film Festival.

Compared to the glitz and glamour of the red carpet on the first day, today marks the start of the main event of the film festival.

The first day was for the media and the outside audience. Starting today, various capital groups will begin to discuss transactions and engage in strategic negotiations.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the area outside the convention center was already bustling with traffic, and the variety of top-of-the-line luxury cars was dazzling.

Today was much more lively than the first day.

The three of us didn't sleep in and arrived at the venue on time.

As soon as we entered the venue, we noticed that the way people looked at us had changed.

"Crazy, the news travels fast!" Fatty Lin immediately realized what had happened.

"It's fast!"

I nodded. We were having so much fun until 3 a.m. yesterday, which means that in just a few hours, the news of yesterday had spread far and wide.

When we entered yesterday, everyone looked at us with curiosity and speculation. Today, all that hesitation and skepticism disappeared, replaced by respect, politeness, and even a hint of deliberate flattery.

Long Ni'er and I didn't want to shop, so we found a place to sit down.

"I'm going for a stroll!" Fatty Lin couldn't sit still and looked around.

"Get lost!" I waved my hand.

"By the way, take Xiao Ba with you, let's see what news we can hear!" Long Nier said.

"That's a good idea!" Fatty Lin's eyes lit up.

"Chirp!"

Little Eight popped out of my pocket, pouting, but didn't refuse despite her dissatisfaction.

"Little Ba is so sensible!" Fatty Lin said with a grin, scooping Little Ba up and putting it in his pocket.

"Damn it, I fucking get it now! That's why those people from the Beijing elite were looking at us so strangely yesterday!"

An hour later, Fatty Lin returned and immediately swore.

"What do you understand?" I asked.

"When a wall falls, everyone pushes it down!" said Fatty Lin.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Didn't Sister Yu reveal online that she was the one who splashed ink on Gong Ziyi? Anyone with eyes can see that she's fallen out of favor. Back when we were in Beijing, we often attended Sister Yu's gatherings. Some people in Beijing's social circles thought that Sister Yu had made us famous. Now that Sister Yu is no longer popular, they think that we're no longer popular either!"

Fatty Lin looked like he had a toothache and didn't know what to say!

"Just because Sister Yu has fallen out of favor, does that mean we're finished too?" I thought so too, I don't know what they were thinking.

"Yes!" Fatty Lin nodded.

"Don't they know about our relationship with Gambling King Lu?" I asked.

"Know!"

Fatty Lin nodded and said, "Who told the Wang brothers to be the bosses in Beijing's entertainment circle these days! They look down on us, and with their new backers and the company going public, they've gotten arrogant, especially Little Wang. He's set a lot of rules, forbidding people in the circle from asking us for help!"

"Damn, this guy is so petty!" I said.

"It's not just him, Qian Xiaogang, that jerk, is the same way!" Fatty Lin added.

"Damn it, they're spoiled rotten. Just wait and see, they need to be taught a lesson!" I said.

I was wondering why so few people from Beijing's elite circles had come to us for advice over the past year or so. Now I know the root of the problem.

"They must be taught a lesson!"

Fatty Lin thought for a moment and said, "Crazy, let's make an example of Qian Xiaogang. This guy is the pillar of Huayi, he has enough status, but he's foul-mouthed and has terrible character. He's perfect for making an example of someone!"

"Sure!" I nodded and said, "He's busy promoting his earthquake movie these days!"

After chatting for a while, the two hosts saw us and, before the event started, came down to chat with us for a bit. Not long after, another person came over to say hello.

The person who arrived was none other than Xu Zhixiang, the singer I met last night.

Xu Zhixiang came from a talent show and has already gained some fame, but only a little.

"Master Feng, Master Lin, Ms. Long!"

Xu Zhixiang seemed a little reserved when he came up to us.

"Xiao Xu, you didn't just come over to say hello, did you?"

After chatting for a bit, Fatty Lin noticed that something was off with Xu Zhixiang. He seemed hesitant and stammering, as if he wanted to say something but didn't dare to.

"Yes, I have a question I'd like to ask!" Xu Zhixiang said.

I glanced at the flustered Xu Zhixiang and said, "Speak your mind, don't be shy. We won't shirk our responsibility to help with anything in this industry."

Xu Zhixiang gritted his teeth, glanced around to make sure no one was paying attention, and then lowered his voice and said, "Master Feng, Daoist Lin, Sister Long... I've had such a bad time lately."

Just by looking at his scurrying, dog-like manner, I knew it couldn't be anything good.

We didn't interrupt him, but gestured for him to continue.

"Logically speaking, my resources aren't bad. My company is promoting me, I've released new songs, and I've had a constant stream of appearances. I've also participated in numerous galas and events, but I just can't seem to become popular. Every time, I'm just one step away from breaking out, but then something inexplicably goes wrong. Either the promotion goes wrong at the last minute, or I get overshadowed by a scheduling conflict!"

Upon hearing this, Fatty Lin thought for a moment and asked, "How long has this situation been going on?"

"It's been almost half a year." Xu Zhixiang gave a bitter laugh, his tone becoming increasingly weak. "From the end of last year until now, a full six months, everything has stalled, and I've hit a wall at every turn. I've clearly tried my best, but in the end, it was all in vain. Now the company doesn't want to promote me anymore, and my resources have been reduced significantly!"

As he said this, his throat moved slightly, and his eyes flickered, clearly indicating that he had something to say but didn't want to.

"Xiao Xu, the most important thing when you come to us for advice is honesty. If you hide anything from us and things go wrong, you'll be the one who suffers!" Fatty Lin said calmly upon seeing this.

After being pointed out, Xu Zhixiang remained silent for a moment before saying, "I do have something on my mind!"

We didn't interrupt him, we just stared at him coldly.

He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and said, "My girlfriend got pregnant in the middle of last year. We were both young then, and our careers were just starting out. We were under too much pressure and weren't ready to be parents. In the end, we had an abortion after about five months."

Upon hearing the words "five months," I narrowed my eyes slightly and sized up Xu Zhixiang.

A five-month-old baby has already been possessed by a spirit. Aborting at this age is almost the same as murder, and the possibility of the baby becoming a spirit is very high.