Reborn in the Chinese Entertainment Industry: My Childhood Sweetheart is Boss Yang

Yang Xiaolin sipped the Erguotou in his glass and exhaled a breath of alcohol.

He didn't understand the intricacies of the entertainment industry, but he trusted Gu Heng, whom he had watched grow up.

"I've met Zeng Jia once before. She looks too shrewd and her eyes are suspicious. I don't feel comfortable leaving my daughter with her. Xiao Heng, I'll feel more at ease if you take over."

With these words from his future father-in-law, Gu Heng finally felt relieved.

"Uncle, don't worry, Mimi is with me. She's the one who bullies others. Anyone who dares to make her angry, I'll make sure they never work in the industry again."

"Stop making such harsh remarks, and don't get carried away."

Yang Xiaolin picked up a peanut and said, "Don't think I'm being long-winded. Doing business is like fighting a war, especially in the entertainment industry, which I've heard is very chaotic. You're shrewd, and I'm not worried about you getting taken advantage of, but we, the Yang family and the Gu family, believe in being upright and honest."

Yang Mi, who was sitting at the other end of the sofa, had been eavesdropping.

Upon hearing her father start again, her fox-like eyes, which had been somewhat resentful because of Gu Heng's disappearance, instantly curved into a smile.

Should!

You're just leaving me hanging!

Let you pretend to be a very busy person!

Dad, as long as you're dealing with Gu Heng, I, Yang Mi, will definitely lend a hand.

She immediately walked to the dining table and sat down, looking like an obedient daughter listening to her father's teachings. To match her father's imposing manner, she even moved closer to Gu Heng and began nodding frantically.

"Exactly! We must be upright and honorable!"

Yang Xiaolin glared at her daughter, then looked at Gu Heng: "But don't let anyone bully you."

Yang Mi, with a serious expression, parroted him, her little head bobbing like a chick pecking at rice: "Yes, yes, yes, treat them like easy targets!"

Gu Heng looked at this pair of lovable father and daughter, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

This girl has really mastered the art of using someone else's power to intimidate others.

After a few rounds of drinks, Yang Xiaolin looked at the perfect couple in front of him, his eyes gradually becoming somewhat hazy and sentimental.

"Sigh, time really flies..."

Yang Xiaolin put down her chopsticks, looked at the night outside the window, and sighed, "In the blink of an eye, you two have both grown up."

Yang Mi nodded again, then casually added, "You're an adult now!"

Yang Xiaolin turned her head, her gaze sweeping back and forth between Gu Heng and Yang Mi, a smile appearing on her face.

"You two have always been close since childhood. Actually, your parents and I have talked about it privately. If our two families could become even closer through marriage, then Lao Gu and I would not only be comrades-in-arms, but also in-laws..."

Yang Mi nodded habitually, repeating herself smoothly.

"Let's become in-laws... Eh!!"

He nodded halfway through, then got stuck.

and many more.

Dear...in-laws?

Yang Mi's brain froze for a second, and then a burning heat instantly spread from the base of her neck to behind her ears, causing her pretty face to turn red at a visible speed.

As soon as she looked up, she met Gu Heng's eyes, which seemed to be smiling but weren't.

"ah--!"

Yang Mi was so ashamed and furious she wanted to die.

"Dad! What nonsense are you talking about! You've had too much to drink!"

"I'm not talking to you guys anymore! You just bully me!"

After saying that, the usually fierce little fox, now like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, shuffled back to its bedroom in its slippers.

Old Yang blinked, looking completely innocent: "Why is this girl so thin-skinned? Who does she take after?"

Gu Heng gave a heartfelt thumbs up: "Uncle, it has to be you."

The next morning, Rongxinda Film and Television Company.

At this time, Rongxinda, although still bearing the title of a top production company, did show signs of decline compared to when Zhou Xun was still around a few years ago.

Gu Heng was dressed in a casual suit, with a tall and straight posture, looking like a young aristocrat.

Yang Mi, standing next to him, was wearing large sunglasses that covered most of her face, but she had a smile on her lips, clearly in a good mood.

Although she was humiliated at home yesterday, that didn't stop her from coming here today to take advantage of her master's power... oh no, I mean to gloat.

"Are you ready?"

"Always be prepared!"

Yang Mi tugged at Gu Heng's sleeve and whispered, "You'll be in charge of charging into battle later, and I'll be... cheering you on from behind?"

Gu Heng rolled his eyes at her: "You're responsible for shutting up and staying aloof."

Then, he took Yang Mi and headed straight for Li Xiaowan's office.

Just as I reached the door, it opened.

Zeng Jia walked out carrying a folder. Upon seeing who it was, the smile on her face instantly vanished, and she said in a sarcastic tone.

"Oh, what a rare guest. Mr. Gu, instead of being in military training at school, you've come to our little temple to inspect our work? This isn't Beijing Film Academy; nobody here will play house with you."

She clearly hadn't swallowed her anger after being humiliated at the school gate that day.

In her eyes, Yang Mi was now like dough in her hands, to be molded however she pleased. Gu Heng, an outsider, was overstepping his bounds.

Yang Mi subconsciously shrank back behind Gu Heng.

Gu Heng paused slightly, turned his head, and glanced at Zeng Jia indifferently.

It's like looking at a teddy bear blocking the road.

"Miss Zeng."

Gu Heng said calmly, "I'm here to discuss business, not to go shopping. And also..."

"The entry requirements for Rongxinda shouldn't be so high that I can't get in, right?"

Zeng Jia choked for a moment, her face turning pale and then red.

"you……"

"Get out of the way."

Gu Heng only had two simple words.

Yet it carried a sense of oppression.

Zeng Jia gritted her teeth, wanting to lash out, but under Gu Heng's cold gaze, she reluctantly took half a step back.

Push the door open and enter.

In the office, Li Xiaowan was on the phone, her brows furrowed, clearly facing some trouble. Seeing Gu Heng enter, she quickly hung up and a smile instantly spread across her face.

"Mr. Gu? What brings you here?"

Li Xiaowan stood up to greet him, but her eyes unconsciously drifted to Yang Mi behind Gu Heng. "Mi Mi is here too? Please sit down, please sit down."

"Sister Wan, I won't beat around the bush."

Gu Heng sat down, refusing the tea his secretary brought him, and got straight to the point: "I'm here today to take Mimi home."

Li Xiaowan's smile froze for a moment.

"Go home? Mr. Gu, what are you saying? Rong Xinda is Mimi's home."

"Sister Wan is a sensible person."

Gu Heng interlaced his fingers on the table. "Zeng Jia's way of wearing it doesn't suit Yang Mi. I don't want to see my Mi Mi ruined."

Before Li Xiaowan could speak, Zeng Jia, who had followed her in, overheard this.

"Gu Heng! What do you mean?!"

Zeng Jia slammed the folder on the table. "I'm a professional agent! It's not your place to tell me how to manage artists!"

She was in a hurry.

Yang Mi left after only a few days of being taken over. How will she survive in the company from now on?

Li Xiaowan didn't speak, but simply picked up her teacup, gently blew on the foam, and glanced between the two of them.

Gu Heng didn't even glance at Zeng Jia, but directly pulled out a check from his pocket and pushed it in front of Li Xiaowan.

"According to the original contract, the penalty for breach of contract is two million, not a penny less."

Li Xiaowan's gaze fell on the check.

Two million.

For a newcomer, this penalty for breach of contract is already astronomical.

More importantly...

The massive financial black hole created by the new "Dream of the Red Chamber" is consuming the company's cash flow every day. Rongxinda desperately needs every penny.

Yang Mi is a promising talent, but in the current company strategy, she's somewhat marginalized. Rather than keeping her around and creating resentment, it's better to…

Li Xiaowan put down her teacup, her eyes visibly softening.