Xia Wei Liang contacted Chu Qiao and Shang Rong Rong immediately upon seeing these comments.
Chu Qiao, needless to say, was a comrade in arms.
Shang Rong Rong was no novice in the industry. While she was overshadowed, it actually garnered her sympathy and a considerable amount of goodwill from the public.
Moreover, as a judge for "I Am Your Grandpa," she possessed both talent and popularity, securing several endorsements and a growing number of projects.
She understood clearly that all of this was thanks to Xia Wei Liang, and she wouldn't be swayed by public opinion.
Therefore, she wasn't angry. Instead, she offered several comforting words over the phone, subtly indicating her support for Xia Wei Liang.
This finally put Xia Wei Liang at ease.
Not only Shang Rong Rong, but the production crew also posted on Weibo, stating that there was no favoritism. Shang Rong Rong was the first to repost, followed by Su Yu Xi, Uncle Chen, Vice Director Wang, and even the usually offline Director Zhou, who surprisingly reposted as well.
Some observant netizens counted, and everyone from actors to the production staff had reposted, except for the Film Emperor.
The Lian Hua Hall at the Emperor's Club.
In the luxurious, ancient-style banquet hall, Xiao Yi, dressed in formal attire, faced a man barely in his early thirties with an arrogant and unrestrained demeanor.
A beautiful woman sitting beside him opened a red wooden box and took out a cigar.
He accepted it and took a casual puff:
"A project worth billions, and your grandfather actually let you negotiate it?"
He inhaled his cigar, glanced at Xiao Yi, and chuckled dismissively, "What, you can't make it in the entertainment industry anymore?"
Xiao Yi lowered his gaze, not bothering to look at him. Under the dim, yellow light, he exuded an air of nobility.
"I heard Uncle Han has been looking for someone recently."
Han Jian Yue's expression changed, and his gaze turned cold and sharp.
Xiao Yi continued unhurriedly, "I merely heard elders in my family mention a rumor about Uncle Han from years ago. Apparently, he almost fell out with his family over a nurse. He was quite passionate."
"Fourth Master, when it comes to romantic entanglements, who can compare to your father! Heh heh, having sons with different mothers, that's truly enviable!"
"Even with different mothers, they all carry the Xiao surname. As for the one in the Han family, who knows what their name is now."
Han Jian Yue slammed the table in anger, "Xiao Yi, what do you mean?" Su Dan Novel Network
"Young Master Han, please calm down."
Outsiders directly addressed him as "Young Master Han," but Xiao Yi had assigned him a rank, clearly mocking him, implying that no matter how proud he was now, it wouldn't last. Once the Han family found their illegitimate child living in exile, he might be out of luck.
Han Jian Yue's face darkened, his gaze turning sinister and wicked.
"You need an opportunity to prove yourself."
He retorted impatiently, "Do I need you to tell me that! But why should I cooperate with your Xiao family? There are plenty of people lining up to cooperate with me outside."
Xiao Yi remained unperturbed and said slowly, "What if I can help you find that person?"
"What did you say?!" Han Jian Yue immediately straightened up, then relaxed, feigning indifference, "Are you threatening me?"
"It's a win-win."
Xiao Yi closed his eyes, then slowly looked at him, his gaze devoid of emotion, as if he were looking at inanimate objects.
"I need to secure this project, and you need to secure the Han family. Therefore, it's a win-win."
After staring at him for a moment, Han Jian Yue burst into laughter, "Haha... Film Emperor Xiao, this is interesting."
Once he finished laughing, he flicked off the half-burnt ash from his cigar. The beauty beside him reached out with a smile to catch it, and the seemingly solidified ash fell onto her fair palm.
"However, Film Emperor Xiao should understand one thing. You are the one seeking my help this time, so shouldn't there be a token of commitment?"
Xiao Yi had long understood Han Jian Yue's temperament, so he wasn't surprised by this request.
"Young Master Han, just say what you want."
"Direct and to the point!"
Han Jian Yue's eyes glinted with a hint of fervor, "Xia Wei Liang is your person, right? My request isn't high, just let her spend a night with me, and I'll give you the Ancient City project!"
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"Achoo!"
Backstage at the "Key to the City" event hosted by Mo Di Shared, Xia Wei Liang sneezed.
Nuomi quickly adjusted the air conditioning to a slightly higher temperature.
The female host was going over the script with Xia Wei Liang when Chang Qi Zhi entered with Qiao Shan.
"Xiao Liang, is your leg injury any better? I wanted to cancel this event, alas, but thinking of so many fans cycling their hearts out just to see you, I felt sorry for them."
Chang Qi Zhi was extremely protective of his spokesperson. Upon hearing she was injured, he had immediately wanted to cancel the event. However, given the fans' overwhelming enthusiasm, he had Qiao Shan communicate with Ji Huan, and they decided to proceed as planned.
Xia Wei Liang smiled and said, "President Chang, thank you for your concern. My leg has long since healed! If you give me a pole now, I can swing on it immediately!"
"Hahaha... See? You all say I'm 'turning my elbow outwards' and caring more about the spokesperson than my own company. But who wouldn't cherish such a dedicated and heartwarming young lady!"
Qiao Shan nodded, "Miss Xia's professionalism is something we should all learn from."
Xia Wei Liang: "..."
Uh, being praised so formally, she was a bit overwhelmed.
The event began, held at a shopping mall. The floors above were packed with people eager to catch a glimpse of the popular female star. The mall's entire security force was deployed, forming a human chain to prevent any accidents.
Xia Wei Liang emerged riding a shared bicycle. She was dressed in casual, youthful attire, her face radiant with collagen, in peak condition!
The crowd below erupted in deafening cheers.
Despite her frequent appearances on trending searches, she was actually quite a low-key artist, rarely appearing in public unless for essential announcements.
Her appearance instantly attracted a large number of fans and onlookers.
Xia Wei Liang was still slow to accept the fact that she was so famous, especially seeing so many people on every floor, all chanting "Niang Niang." It was impossible not to feel a bit of pride.
The female host took the stage and began interacting with Xia Wei Liang.
Having participated in two variety shows, Xia Wei Liang's emotional intelligence was far superior to her past self. She was not only witty but also delivered punchlines when answering questions, making the audience erupt in laughter.
On the third floor, unnoticed by anyone, a hunched figure slowly approached the railing.
There were security guards who repeatedly warned her to step back and not to get too close.
"Madam, please step back."
The woman glanced at the person standing center stage below, her face pale, her lips trembling.
Suddenly, seizing an opportunity, she pushed past the security guard, climbed onto the railing, and jumped—
"Bang!!"
She plummeted straight down, landing in front of the stage, right in front of Xia Wei Liang...
"Ah!!"
Screams of terror echoed around them, but Xia Wei Liang seemed unable to hear anything, standing frozen in place.