Seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune, I became a legend in the entertainment industry by avo

Chapter 167 Complete Cut

Li Yan locked herself in the editor-in-chief's office.

The phone screen on the table kept flashing, displaying countless missed calls and messages.

There were questions from partners and probing questions from friends.

More often, it was the various forces she had offended who sent gloating greetings.

She didn't care about any of this; fortunes change, and she had often offered her help when others were down on their luck before.

What she finds most frustrating is that she lost this time unjustly.

If we follow her well-designed plan, stir up public opinion, and get into her familiar rhythm.

Given Zhang Qilin's demonstrated strength, even if he can't win, he can at least put up a fight.

The key point is that she has only published one article so far, wanting to test the other party's attitude.

She just peeked out.

result----

He was slapped to death?

What's the logic behind this?

She has been working in this industry for many years and has always been a master at manipulating public opinion.

In the past, all the celebrities who were targeted by her were left in a sorry state by the carefully orchestrated media storms, and in the end, they had no choice but to obediently submit.

But this time, facing Zhang Qilin, she hadn't even begun her plan—

"Something must be wrong—" Li Yan tried hard to recall every detail of the incident. "There must be a mole on their side, otherwise I wouldn't have lost so badly."

Li Yan thought about it more and more and felt that her speculation made sense.

She picked up the phone on the table and dialed the number again.

The phone rang for a long time before being answered, and an impatient voice came from the other end: "What is it now? Didn't we say we were communicating?"

Li Yan questioned in an unfriendly tone, "My accounts have been frozen, and I've received a court summons. Is Zhang Qilin trying to ruin me? Is this how you communicate?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and when he spoke again, it was all businesslike: "President Li, no one expected things to develop to this point. Zhang Qilin's reaction has exceeded everyone's expectations."

"Don't give me that crap," Li Yan gritted her teeth. "You made me do this, and you said you'd take responsibility if anything went wrong. Now what? Go talk to Zhang Qilin and ask him to drop the charges."

"Li Yan," the voice on the other end of the phone carried a clear warning, "watch your tone. This is an article published by your magazine. Is there any written agreement between us? Can anyone prove that we asked you to publish it?"

Li Yan felt a chill run through her body; she understood the other person's unspoken message.

Cutting.

This is to completely sever ties with her.

"You—you want to sever ties?" Li Yan's voice began to tremble. "That's not what you said when you approached me. All those benefits, all those resources, are you denying them now?"

The voice on the other end turned completely cold and hard: "Mr. Li, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. We are just having a normal business partnership. As for whether your personal business operations are appropriate or illegal, that's your business and your magazine's business."

"I advise you that the most important thing right now is to figure out how to deal with the lawsuit at hand, instead of making a scene here and trying to pin the blame on unrelated people, otherwise—"

Li Yan trembled with anger at the threats and attempts to shift blame: "Qian Shuyong, do you think you can get away with just pushing me out to take the fall? Let me tell you, if you don't protect me, we'll fight to the death. I have a record of everything you've made me do over the years. Let's see who ends up in a worse position. None of those bosses will get away with this."

"Li Yan," Qian Shuyong's voice was slow and deliberate, yet every word was piercing, "Are you out of your mind with anger? Can the things your magazine has done over the years withstand scrutiny? Do you really think no one knows?"

Li Yan's hand holding the phone was trembling violently.

"A fight to the death?" Qian Shuyong continued, "How many fish can you afford to lose? At most, we'll be criticized by the public for not vetting our partners properly, and suffer some minor damage. But what about you? Those things are enough to put you in jail for the rest of your life."

"You—" Li Yan's throat went dry, and she couldn't utter a single word.

In terms of strength, the other party is a united front, and they know her inside and out. If it really comes down to a fight, she will be the one who dies.

"Be smart, Li Yan," Qian Shuyong said, his tone laced with feigned concern for her. "If you confess now, pay compensation, apologize, shut down the magazine, and spend a few years in jail, you can start over. But if you insist on making a big fuss—think about the consequences yourself."

"Beep beep beep————"

Li Yan slumped into a chair.

Without the support of those behind her, this time, she's truly finished.

Not only his career, but his life was completely over.

"And what pushed her into the abyss was not only the ruthless Zhang Qilin, but also these people who had worked with her for many years."

She never imagined that she would resort to any means to suppress other competitors in order to help their artists rise to the top.

After serving him diligently for so many years, all I got in return was being ruthlessly abandoned at a crucial moment.

She opened her mouth, wanting to laugh, but only managed to choke out a sob.

She didn't know how much time had passed when she glanced at the clock on the wall.

Four o'clock in the afternoon.

Li Yan didn't know how she left the office.

Her personal cell phone kept ringing, all from unknown numbers.

She knew it was a call from a reporter.

Those journalists she once bribed to publish her stories are now the ones who want to interview her.

Fortune's wheel turns, that's all there is to it.

She got up and walked towards the door.

The moment she pushed open the door, she saw a dozen or so employees staring at her from outside the office, their eyes filled with expectation, anger, and unease.

She walked out of the magazine office in silence.

In the corridor, she passed a wall displaying the magazine's honors over the years.

"Most Influential Entertainment Media"

"Best Report of the Year"

"Pioneering Award in the Journalism Industry"

She suddenly felt extremely ironic.

How many of these trophies are built on traffic generated by smear campaigns?

She didn't look back and walked straight into the elevator.

Meanwhile, the filming area of ​​the Haizhou open-pit coal mine in Fuxin.

Zhang Qilin has just finished a round of high-intensity tactical training.

He walked to the side, picked up his thermos, and slowly drank the water.

Only then did he take out his phone.

My phone shows that I have received many unread messages and missed calls.

He first opened the message sent by Zhou Fang, which contained only a few brief sentences: "The pre-trial injunction has been issued, and the application to freeze the account has been approved. The other party did not raise any objection within the stipulated time. The criminal self-prosecution case filing materials have been submitted, and the court has accepted the case. Li Yan's personal account is also within the scope of the application for preservation."

Jing Tian's message read: "How many times have I told you to let me know if anything happens? I saw this on the news again. Is there anything I can do for you?"

There were also many text messages from people, some genuinely concerned, and some testing the waters.

Zhang Qilin read through the messages one by one. He only replied to Zhou Fang and Jing Tian's messages. As for the others, he would deal with them when he had time.

He browsed the news online.

The online sentiment has completely changed.

"The story has taken a turn; it turns out it was a smear campaign written for a bribe."

"This magazine is disgusting; they make money by spreading rumors?"

"I support Zhang Qilin in defending his rights. This kind of unscrupulous media outlet should be sued until it goes bankrupt!"

"Even the Beijing People's Art Theatre has come out in support, which shows that they are innocent. Some media outlets are really shameless."

Zhang Qilin turned off his phone.

Despite the chaos outside, he still had to film his scene as scheduled.

He won this battle.

But more importantly, he sent a signal to the entire industry in the most radical way:

They want to suppress him, this newcomer?

can.

But you have to be prepared to bear the consequences of a counterattack.

He put away his phone and looked around.

The stagehands, other actors, and even some staff members looked at him with a subtle change in their gaze.

It's no longer simply about watching a talented newcomer from the Beijing People's Art Theatre, but rather a blend of curiosity and exploration.

Clearly, news travels fast on set.

Although most people may not know the specific details, Zhang Qilin sued the media that spread the rumors, and made a big fuss about it. It seemed that the other party wanted to destroy this core information, which was enough to cause a stir in the closed film crew.

At this moment, Director Zhang Li's assistant, Xiao Chen, walked over quickly with a smile on his face: "Qi Lin, Director Zhang wants to see you for a moment."

Zhang Qilin nodded and followed Xiao Chen to the director's monitor.

Zhang Li was staring at the replays he had just filmed when he saw Zhang Qilin come over and gestured for him to sit down.

"Is the matter online resolved?" Zhang Li asked casually, without looking up, his gaze still fixed on the screen.

"It's basically clear now; the other side shouldn't be able to cause any trouble," Zhang Qilin replied.

"Hmm," Zhang Li turned to look at Zhang Qilin with approval in her eyes, "I was thinking that the crew should put in more effort, but I didn't expect you to solve it so quickly."

"I'm sorry to have caused trouble for the production team," Zhang Qilin said sincerely.

"It's not exactly troublesome; this kind of thing isn't uncommon in the industry," Zhang Li waved his hand. "But there aren't many like you, who, without saying a word, just flip the table and smash the pot."

Zhang Qilin smiled, neither denying nor admitting, but simply said, "The innocent are innocent, but we cannot allow others to smear us."

"Yes, that makes sense," Zhang Li patted him on the shoulder. "Focus on filming. This uprising scene is crucial, don't let it affect your performance."

"Don't worry, director."

Zhang Qilin got up and left, and Zhang Li kept watching his back.

Zhang Li was secretly shocked that things had developed to this point.

He hadn't expected Zhang Qilin's backing to be so powerful, not even allowing a single drop of dirt to be thrown at Zhang Qilin.

In the entertainment industry, similar smear campaigns are commonplace. Even if an artist is in the right, they may ultimately have to compromise for the sake of their future career.

On Zhang Qilin's side, the situation reversed almost swiftly from being smeared to being completely crushed without giving his opponent a chance to retaliate.

From this, he guessed that those people supporting Zhang Qilin must have had a grand purpose.

The entertainment industry is far more than just a place for performing arts; behind it often lie complex entanglements of interests and power struggles.

With such a powerful and decisive force behind Zhang Qilin, it's unlikely that his actions are simply aimed at protecting a newcomer.

In this circle, every action has a deeper purpose behind it.

The forces behind Zhang Qilin may be trying to use him to break the existing pattern and redefine the landscape of interests.

Or perhaps they have even grander goals.

They wanted to thoroughly overhaul the entertainment industry, and Zhang Qilin was chosen as the vanguard.

In either case, Zhang Qilin is no longer an ordinary actor.

If he wants to maintain his position in the entertainment industry, cultivating a good relationship with Zhang Qilin is undoubtedly a wise move.

Having navigated the ups and downs of the entertainment industry for many years, he deeply understands the importance of connections and situational judgment.

The influence of the forces behind Zhang Qilin suggests that he may become a key figure in the future landscape of the entertainment industry.

Zhang Qilin returned to his resting spot, and Brother Long happened to walk by and handed him a bottle of energy drink.

"Thank you, Brother Long."

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