Chapter 24

Fans: ???!!!

Chapter 24

The moment He Jinyun's Weibo post went up, the comments broke ten thousand within minutes.

"It's a new movie!"

"Look what I found! Front row!"

"Hey, is this a new movie he's collaborating on with Ye Zexi?"

"Wait, didn't Ye Zexi say he was leaving the industry?"

Ye Zexi's fans rushed over upon hearing the news.

"Did Teacher He sign Xixi?!"

"Ye Zexi is going to work with Teacher He? Does that mean Ye Zexi isn't leaving the industry?"

"Wuwuwu, I waited all night and finally got some news. Sorry for the trouble, Teacher He, but please talk Xixi out of leaving the industry, QAQ."

"Mentor He, please persuade Ye Zexi! Us fans are all waiting for him! Those comments really aren't a big deal!"

"Idol, tell me Ye Zexi posted that Weibo by mistake, right? He isn't leaving the industry, is he?!"

There were too many fans in the comments asking about Ye Zexi, so He Jinyun picked one of Ye Zexi's fans to reply to: "It's a film collaboration. The contract has already been signed."

Although it had only been signed today, the contract was signed, and Ye Jianbin's investment had been transferred as well.

Ye Zexi was leaving the industry?

Where exactly was he going to run off to?

He Jinyun's lips curved slightly as he could not help admiring his own foresight.

Good thing he had signed the contract in advance!

Ye Zexi's fans had already stepped halfway off a cliff. The moment they saw He Jinyun's reply, they instantly pulled their feet back.

The contract was signed! Unless Ye Zexi breached it, he definitely could not get away!

That was what the fans thought too.

But the more they thought about it, the more something felt off.

Ye Zexi... was he afraid of breach of contract?

The fans looked at one another and covered their mouths, stopping their bitter tears from slipping inside.

Afraid, my ass!

He was a rich second-generation heir, with all that money. Would he care about such a tiny penalty fee?

Before He Jinyun even had the chance to open his mouth, Ye Zexi had probably already transferred the money.

Once the penalty was paid, there would not even be a need for a lawsuit!

Quite a few fans felt they needed quick-acting heart medicine. Their emotions today were like riding a giant pendulum ride, soaring into the sky one moment and plunging into the ground the next.

There were no pleasant surprises, only thrills.

But what the fans did not know was that Ye Zexi really could not afford the penalty fee.

At that moment, Ye Zexi sat on his bed, deep in thought.

Gao Shu stood beside the bed, his expression equally grave.

Gao Shu had woken Ye Zexi from his sleep. Before Ye Zexi could figure out how Gao Shu had gotten in, Gao Shu had already rattled off a whole lot of words.

Boiled down, there was only one point—Ye Zexi could not leave the industry.

Sleep filled Ye Zexi's eyes as he asked in confusion, "Why can't I leave the industry?"

Gao Shu was heartbroken. "The contract has already been signed!"

Ye Zexi became even more confused. "What contract?"

Gao Shu took out the contract signed today from the document bag he carried and handed it to Ye Zexi. "This one."

"What is this?"

Gao Shu said, "A film collaboration I signed for you, Young Master. Although it isn't the male lead, it's the second male lead. It's a role very important to the protagonist. I read the script and felt it suited you very well. As long as you..."

"Wait!" Ye Zexi finally woke up a little. "When did I sign a contract? Why didn't I know about this?"

Gao Shu coughed lightly. "It was signed in the studio's name. It wasn't that I did not want to tell you, but you had been focusing on preparing for the finals recently. You were exhausted every day, so I did not want to disturb you further."

"Besides, the chairman read this script too, and he also felt it suited you. He even invested twenty million to support you. So I made the decision on your behalf and signed it."

It was as though ten thousand wild horses had stampeded through Ye Zexi's heart, while his head buzzed nonstop. "The studio has nothing to do with me, right?"

Gao Shu shattered Ye Zexi's final shred of hope. "Our studio was established in your name. During its operations, any business collaboration signed by the studio has... an inseparable connection to you."

Calling it inextricably linked would not be an exaggeration.

Ye Zexi completely lost it. "Then why didn't you tell me earlier?!"

Gao Shu swallowed. "I wanted to give you a surprise..."

"You call this a fucking surprise?" Ye Zexi felt like he was going insane.

If he had committed a crime, why had he not been subjected to legal punishment instead of having Gao Shu sent to torment him! ①

And that He Jinyun, who just would not go away!

He had actually signed a contract behind his back! He Jinyun had definitely told Gao Shu to do this. Otherwise, Gao Shu would never have signed anything without his permission.

It had to be said, Ye Zexi had guessed the truth this time.

Gao Shu truly had not expected Ye Zexi to be so unwilling to take on the movie. Thinking of how he had acted first and reported later, he felt deeply guilty for a moment.

"Sorry, Young Master. If you truly do not want to make this movie, it isn't as though we can't terminate the contract." Gao Shu frowned. "I calculated it. The penalty fee is only ten million. As for the chairman's investment, even if you don't make the film, I predict its final box office won't be low. The chairman will definitely earn it back twofold."

"Wait..." Ye Zexi's voice trembled slightly. "How much did you say the penalty fee was?"

Gao Shu repeated, "Ten million. That's nothing to you, Young Master, so don't worry too much."

Ye Zexi: "..."

Nothing, my ass!

Where was he supposed to get that much money!

His card...

Ye Zexi's eyes stung and his throat choked up. He wanted to cry but had no tears. Powerlessly, he fell back onto the bed behind him, utterly despondent and motionless.

Gao Shu looked even more distressed and quickly comforted him. "Young Master... if you truly do not want to make it, then we simply won't."

Ye Zexi flipped over and climbed out of bed, letting out a cold snort. "Not make it?"