Stop it, the country really can't fit any more bans on the domestic entertainment industry.

"Hey, Director Wang..."

The call was connected.

Yang Mi sat in the boss's chair.

Her body leaned slightly forward, maintaining a somewhat tense posture.

One hand held the phone tightly to its ear, while the fingers of the other hand unconsciously gripped the edge of the solid wood desk.

The knuckles turned slightly white from exertion.

Her heart was pounding in her chest.

The speed was as fast as if they had just finished a marathon.

The instant she pressed the answer button, Yang Mi had already quickly gone through the set of words she had just prepared in her mind.

It was a set of pleading words spoken in an extremely humble and subservient manner.

She had even rehearsed in her mind the pauses in her tone, which words should be apologetic, and which should convey helplessness.

"Director Wang, the matter trending on social media is truly a misunderstanding. The police have already issued a certificate confirming the error."

"I know Li Mo'an's arrest has had a negative impact on the production team and caused you trouble."

"But please don't be angry, considering this child is a newcomer."

"We at Jiaxing Entertainment are willing to allocate a portion of our profits as compensation for subsequent marketing and promotion expenses."

"I only ask that you give him a chance to stay with the crew."

These words rolled on her tongue, ready to spill out at any moment.

She was prepared for a storm.

after all.

She knows the entertainment industry's ecosystem too well, and she also knows the temperament of Wang Sanri, a renowned director in the industry, all too well.

The thing a film crew fears most is encountering negative news before filming even begins.

Moreover, this news is directly linked to being arrested and suspected of teaching gambling techniques.

Even if it turns out to be a false alarm in the end.

However, such negative public opinion is an immeasurable disaster for a film that is still in the preparation stage.

Wang Pangzi had previously thought Li Mo'an was too weird because of the bomb he dug up in the village, and wanted to return him.

Now this whole drama has unfolded.

The other party is calling at this moment.

Even a fool could guess that they would definitely confront them, or even issue a termination notice.

and so.

Yang Mi even slowed down her breathing.

She patiently waited for Wang Pangzi's barrage of insults to come from the other end of the receiver.

She awaited the other party's furious questioning of how she managed the artists under their management.

however.

Time passed second by second.

Before she could even pour out all her bitterness...

Before she could even utter a single word of her humble explanation...

result.

The voice coming from the phone receiver stunned Yang Mi completely.

What followed was...

It wasn't the angry roar I'd expected, nor was it a cold, businesslike termination notice.

Instead, it was a sudden, abrupt sound.

I could only hear what was on the other end of the phone.

"Ha ha ha ha--!"

A deafening burst of laughter suddenly erupted from the loudspeaker.

The sound was extremely loud.

Extremely penetrating.

The vibration even caused the phone's earpiece to emit a slight popping sound.

Yang Mi was startled by the sudden burst of laughter.

She instinctively moved her phone a few centimeters away from her ear.

His face was full of astonishment.

She stared blankly at the air in front of her, her mind a complete blank.

What's going on?

The laughter sounded not at all angry, but rather filled with an irrepressible ecstasy.

Just as Yang Mi was filled with doubts, even wondering if she was hallucinating due to excessive anxiety.

In the phone call that was connected.

All I heard was the director Wang Sanri, who was known in the industry for his fiery temper.

His tone carried an undisguised excitement.

He spoke excitedly at an almost shouting volume:

"Hahaha, Boss Yang!"

"I've struck gold!"

"The character who plays the son of the God of Gamblers in the movie 'The Art of Gamblers'."

"It's practically tailor-made for him!"

"It has to be Li Mo'an!"

These few sentences.

It came out like a machine gun, pouring out from the other end of the phone.

Every word was crystal clear to Yang Mi.

These words of praise were filled with ecstatic joy.

It hit Yang Mi directly on the forehead, making her head buzz.

She froze completely.

The hand that was holding the phone, ready to put it to its ear again, froze in mid-air.

They remained in an extremely awkward position, completely still.

Inside the office.

The cool air from the central air conditioning gently blew by, ruffling a few stray strands of her hair.

But she was completely unaware.

Her mouth was slightly open.

His eyes were wide open.

His eyes were filled with an incomprehensible shock and an extreme sense of absurdity.

What?

"Have you struck gold?"

"Tailor-made?"

"It has to be Li Mo'an!!"

These words swirled and collided in Yang Mi's mind, creating a deafening echo.

She felt that the world was simply too magical.

She originally thought...

He was about to be met with a torrent of angry rebukes from Director Wang.

The other party would ruthlessly accuse Jiaxing Entertainment of sending in unreliable artists.

They were even mentally prepared to face exorbitant breach of contract penalties.

but.

She never expected this.

After learning that Li Mo'an had been arrested and made headlines for teaching gambling techniques, the other party...

My first reaction upon receiving this call was... this is just...

This was completely beyond her comprehension.

Yang Mi sat in the boss's chair.

My heartbeat became somewhat erratic due to excessive shock.

She forced herself to calm down.

I forced my brain, which had become somewhat sluggish due to Calvin and the series of shocks, to start working again.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

In the entertainment industry, a place rife with scheming and corruption, there's absolutely no such thing as a free lunch.

A director faces a celebrity with a bad reputation who has just been trending on social media for negative reasons and has been questioned by the police.

How could such a high evaluation be given?

This is completely illogical!

Let's continue thinking along this line.

A sudden, uncontrollable chill ran through Yang Mi's heart.

She seemed to have figured something out.

"Is he being sarcastic or being sarcastic?"

Such a thought came to her mind.

The more she thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

To know.

In today's fiercely competitive film and television industry, where capital is deeply entrenched.

Many older, established directors have very eccentric temperaments.

When they encounter something that makes them extremely dissatisfied or extremely angry.

They usually don't choose to directly resort to cursing.

Because that would seem too un classy and beneath one's dignity.

in contrast.

Their favorite tactic is to flatter someone to death.

It's about using extremely exaggerated praise, using irony, to express one's deepest anger and dissatisfaction.

In the industry, this is commonly known as "being sarcastic or unpleasant".

Yang Mi immediately and automatically filled in a complete logical chain in her mind.

"Fatty Wang must be furious."

"He had previously complained about Mo'an being strange, but I managed to persuade him to stop."

"Now this kid has gotten himself into this gambling scandal again, not only is he in jail, but the whole internet is gossiping about him."

"This is incredibly ironic for a film based on the theme of 'Gambling.'"

"so."

"Director Wang is calling now, deliberately saying that Mo An is a treasure, deliberately saying that the role was tailor-made for him."

This isn't a compliment at all!

"This is clearly mocking me, Yang Mi, for being blind to have signed such a lawless scoundrel!"

"This is a satire of Li Mo'an's real-life behavior; he's even more arrogant than the God of Gamblers in the movies!"

Thinking about this...

Yang Mi felt a chill run down her spine.

The faint sense of relief that had just been felt from escaping death vanished instantly.

Instead, a deeper fear has taken its place.

If Director Wang is really being sarcastic.

That means the seriousness of this matter has far exceeded the scope of contract termination.

This means the other party may be extremely angry.

This not only means that Li Mo'an's role is completely over.

This also means...

This renowned director, who has extensive connections and resources in the industry, is likely to hold a deep grudge against Shangjiaxing Entertainment because of this.

At that time, all they need to do is casually say a few words in the investor circle.

Not only will newcomer Li Mo'an be completely sidelined and unable to get any more roles, but she will also be completely blacklisted.

Even Jiaxing Entertainment's other film and television projects will be severely affected and suppressed.

The thought of such terrible consequences is unbearable.

Yang Mi felt that she was having difficulty breathing.

She gripped her phone even tighter.

My palms were already covered in a thin layer of cold sweat, sticky and clammy.

Her arm, which had been frozen in mid-air, slowly lowered down.

He brought the phone back to his ear.

Regardless of whether the other party is being sarcastic or not.

No matter what kind of big move the opponent is holding back.

She had to go and find out the truth.

She needs to figure out the other party's true bottom line in order to take remedial measures in time.

Inside the office.

It was so quiet that only her own slightly heavy breathing could be heard.

Yang Mi swallowed hard.

My throat felt as dry as if I had a handful of sand in my mouth.

Her heart was in turmoil.

It's like trying to draw water with fifteen buckets.

She parted her lips slightly, trying to make her voice sound less trembling.

then.

She spoke in an unprecedentedly cautious tone.

With a strong sense of probing, he asked into the microphone:

"director."

"You...you're not mistaken, are you?"

She paused for a moment, seemingly considering her words.

I was afraid that I might say something wrong and further aggravate the other person's already extremely fragile nerves.

"Do you really think that Li Mo'an is the only one suitable for this role?"

To confirm whether the other person is speaking sarcastically because they are confused from anger.

Yang Mi even went so far as to openly expose her past wounds and frankly remind the other party of their current negative situation.

"He just got out of the police station."

"and."

"Just half an hour ago, he was trending on social media for negative reasons."

These words, which were both probing and a reminder, were spoken.

Yang Mi bit her lower lip tightly.

She held her breath.

My nerves were on edge, waiting for the final verdict on the other end of the phone.

She was mentally prepared for the other party to reveal their true intentions and start hurling insults at her.

however.

The director on the other end of the phone was Wang Sanri.

After hearing this probing question...

There was no outburst of anger or embarrassment as Yang Mi had imagined.

They didn't take the opportunity to tear off their disguise and mock them.

in contrast.

Another burst of hearty laughter came from the receiver.

That laughter revealed a genuine joy and certainty.

It doesn't seem like an act at all.

then.

Yang Mi waited in disbelief.

Director Wang Sanri laughed heartily.

His tone showed no hesitation.

Definitely.

Speaking into the microphone with an almost definitive tone, he declared:

"That's right, yes!"

"That's him!"