My cousin asked me to go to Wuha, and Hanikezi stuck to me.

Chen Yi leaned back on the sofa, his gaze sweeping across the ice-blue panel in the void.

He smirked and casually dismissed the system interface.

Interests are intertwined.

That depends on who can hold whom back.

Chen Yi stood up, turned off the floor lamp in the suite, and turned to walk towards the bedroom.

Time flies.

Seven days after the Golden Melody Awards ended.

Chen Yi's personal studio in Beijing's CBD.

"Bang!"

Xiao Fang, carrying a folder half his height, kicked open the door to the president's office.

He had huge dark circles under his eyes, his hair was a mess like a bird's nest, and he was in a state of extreme excitement and frenzy.

"Bro! The latest data is out!"

Xiao Fang slammed the pile of folders heavily onto the large desk, making a dull thud.

Chen Yi sat in the boss's chair, holding an iced Americano in his hand, without even lifting his eyelids.

"You kicked the door hinge and broke it. I'll deduct it from your bonus this month," Chen Yi said casually.

"Deduct! Deduct as much as you want!" Xiao Fang slammed his fist on the table excitedly, his voice cracking. "Bro! Do you know how many followers you've surpassed on Weibo now?!"

Chen Yi took a sip of coffee.

"Twelve million!" Xiao Fang couldn't hold back any longer and shouted, "A full twelve million! And all of them are active fans! The super topic's check-in rate has directly reached the top three in the Chinese entertainment industry!"

At the same time.

A familiar mechanical voice echoed in Chen Yi's mind.

【Ding! 】

[A qualitative change in the host's overall online influence has been detected.]

[Current popularity score has soared to 82000 points.]

Chen Yi put down his coffee cup.

"And there's more!" Xiao Fang pulled out an official document from the top. "Starlight Data Network just updated its ranking of the commercial value of Chinese celebrities this morning. Your rating has jumped directly from S-level to S+ level!"

Chen Yi tapped his fingers twice on the table.

"As expected."

"How could this be expected!" Xiao Fang was so anxious he was spinning around in circles. "There are only a handful of male celebrities in the Chinese entertainment industry who can get an S+ rating! How long have you been in the industry? Less than half a year!"

Chen Yi didn't reply, his gaze falling on the pile of rickety folders.

"What are these?" Chen Yi asked, slightly raising his chin.

Xiao Fang swallowed hard, his expression a mixture of pain and fervor.

"These are all endorsement offers that have been flying in like snowflakes over the past seven days." Xiao Fang pointed to the pile of documents. "I just couldn't handle it anymore. The day before yesterday, I urgently went to a headhunting firm and poached three senior directors to barely assemble a three-person business team specifically for screening these contracts."

Chen Yi raised an eyebrow: "The results are in?"

Xiao Fang immediately pulled out three contracts with gold-embossed covers and handed them to Chen Yi.

"These are the top three after the selection process." Xiao Fang's eyes lit up. "One is the Asia-Pacific ambassador for a top international luxury watch brand, one is the ambassador for the entire line of high-end menswear, and the other is the global ambassador for a national-level sportswear brand."

Chen Yi opened the first document, looked at it, and put it back.

"Just these three?"

"Of course not!" Xiao Fang pulled out another thick stack of letters of intent. "Here are over a dozen short-term, fast-moving consumer goods endorsements with sky-high prices. There are micro-business face masks, influencer-endorsed drinks, and a few dubious financial apps. Dude, they're offering way too much! That drink seller practically said if you just post a Weibo, fifteen million will be in your account instantly!"

Chen Yi paused.

He raised his head and coldly swept his gaze over Xiao Fang.

"What rules did I set when I built my studio?" Chen Yi's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an absolute sense of pressure.

The fervor on Xiao Fang's face froze instantly.

"I won't accept fake products," Xiao Fang muttered to herself. "I won't accept short-term announcements with excessive exposure."

"You knew all along and still showed it to me?" Chen Yi pushed the stack of letters of intent back to the edge of the table. "You want me to be the sickle, to harvest the fans' leeks?"

"But brother, this money is too easy to earn..." Xiao Fang said with a pained expression.

"Easy money is hot potato." Chen Yi's tone was calm and unwavering. "Reject all these fast-moving consumer goods brands. Only keep those three top luxury brands and domestic brands, and let the business team negotiate long-term cooperation. What I want is prestige, not quick money."

Xiao Fang sighed and obediently took back the letter of intent.

"Okay, I'll do as you say. I'll go and refuse right away."

Xiao Fang tidied up the documents but didn't leave immediately.

He hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice and spoke.

"Brother, there's something else. Xingyu Entertainment has been strangely quiet this week."

Chen Yi leaned back in his chair: "Has Su Wan asked you out to dinner again?"

"No." Xiao Fang shook her head. "Ever since I replied 'wait and see' as you said, she hasn't sent a single punctuation mark. It's like she's completely forgotten about us."

Xiao Fang frowned.

"But I heard that Sister Hani has had a terrible week," Xiao Fang gritted her teeth. "Sister Hong has packed her schedule to the brim. She's flying to three cities a day, running around non-stop for commercial performances and appearances, and she's even been given seven or eight poorly made historical drama scripts to audition for. They're basically treating her like a machine!"

Chen Yi's eyes turned completely cold.

He took out his phone and opened the pinned WeChat chat window.

The last message was sent ten minutes ago.

Hanikezi posted a selfie of herself exhausted in the back seat of a nanny van, her eyes barely open.

"Chen Yi, I'm going crazy from all this torture."

"There's not even time to eat a bite of Xinjiang fried rice noodles."

"I want to eat the noodles you make."

You could feel the girl's exhaustion and grievance even through the screen.

Chen Yi typed on the keyboard and replied with a message.

"Just a few more days. We'll be able to eat it soon."

After sending the message, Chen Yi placed his phone face down on the table.

"Su Wan is torturing a hawk," Chen Yi sneered. "She knows I protect Hanikezi. She's deliberately squeezing Hanikezi to death, just to force me to feel sorry for her and force me to take the initiative to negotiate with her."

Xiao Fang gasped.

"This woman is ruthless! What do we do? We can't just watch Sister Hani get worn down like this, can we?"

"Of course not." Chen Yi's gaze was sharp.

"Go out first and keep an eye on the business team's progress," Chen Yi instructed.

Xiao Fang nodded, picked up the documents, and left the office.

The solid wood door closed.

The office fell silent.

Chen Yi sat alone in the boss's chair.

Just then, the icy blue system notification box in my mind suddenly crashed down without warning.

【Ding! 】

[The host's current popularity score has reached the required level.]

[The second phase of the main storyline has been officially updated: From near-top star to absolute top star.]

[Task Description: Popularity is fleeting; quality work is what truly matters.]

[Unlock Requirements: Within three months, you must create at least one phenomenal work (variety show/music/film/TV are all acceptable).]

[Mission Reward: Unknown.]

[Failure Penalty: Popularity points reset to zero.]

Chen Yi looked at the bright red three-month countdown on the panel.

A phenomenal work.

The new season of "Five Ha" is about to premiere, but he has already reaped the full benefits of variety shows.

In terms of music, he has just received his license and needs time to mature.

There is only one path left.

Chen Yi opened the bottom drawer of his desk.

A pure black USB drive lay quietly inside.

Inside was a top-tier S-level script that he had extracted using system privileges and which had already been registered for copyright.

Originally, he only intended to give the script to Hanikezi to help her completely get rid of Xingyu's control over bad movies.

But now.

Chen Yi picked up the USB drive and gently twirled it between his fingertips.

Since the system requires phenomenal works.

Since Su Wan wants to use film and television resources to control Hanikezi.

Chen Yi's lips curled into a highly aggressive smile.

For the first time, he began to seriously consider whether he should personally step into the film and television industry and seize this biggest piece of the pie.