Signing Feng Rong

News in the entertainment industry turned over far too quickly.

In just three days, all kinds of sensational stories had flooded the internet.

There were more "victims," "involved parties," and "insiders" than anyone could count.

Their accounts seemed to turn the online rumors of Feng Rong's bullying and sex scandal into established fact.

In an upscale residential community on the outskirts of the Imperial Capital.

A figure dressed in black appeared at the guard booth. Hearing him approach, the security guard immediately stopped him.

"Who are you? Only residents are allowed in here!"

"I'm a friend of one of the residents. Could you please check for Mr. Xie Zhiwei on the nineteenth floor of Building B, Number 8? He already left my details with you."

The guard immediately broke into a smile. "Oh, you're Mr. Xie's friend! You must be Mr. Hua. Please, come in."

Once the gate opened, Hua Jian walked in with a smile and thanked the guard.

To protect the residents' privacy, each floor had only one apartment.

Hua Jian reached Building B and rang the doorbell on the thirty-second floor.

The clear chime echoed jarringly through the empty hallway.

There was no movement inside, as though no one was home.

Hua Jian's expression remained unchanged. He rang again, continuing for over ten minutes before a voice finally came from inside.

"Who is it?"

"Mr. Feng, do you remember Ms. Zheng Chunfang?"

Inside the apartment, Feng Rong's expression changed drastically. He hugged himself tightly and huddled in a corner, trembling.

Zheng Chunfang had been his mentor at university, but she had died two years ago.

Who was the person outside his door?!

"Ms. Zheng Chunfang was the one who guided you into the entertainment industry. Two years ago, she died with an injustice unresolved. Now you're about to follow in her footsteps. Don't you want to save yourself?"

Feng Rong glared fiercely at the door. "I don't understand what you're talking about! Get lost!"

"Chen Rongyi won't stop at ruining your reputation. He's a suspicious man. He won't stop until you're dead."

"Feng Rong, if you want to save yourself, I'll help you."

"You're hiding here, but Chen Rongyi's next step will be to finish you off, just as he did Zheng Chunfang."

There was still no response from inside. Hua Jian frowned, thoroughly impatient with the timid, cowardly Feng Rong from the original novel.

He sighed and waited a few more minutes, then prepared to leave.

Just then, a sharp click reached his ears.

A smile instantly spread across Hua Jian's face.

The next day.

A group of men hurried toward the top floor of Hualin Entertainment.

The secretary knocked urgently on the general manager's office door.

"General Manager, four lawyers are here. They say Feng Rong commissioned them to discuss terminating his contract with the company."

"Hmph, terminate his contract? Does he think it's that easy? That little bastard Feng Rong has some nerve, thinking he can just leave! Tell him to cough up two hundred million. But make them wait for now!"

"General Manager, one of the lawyers is Cui Lengyun... What do you think?"

"What? The star lawyer Cui? Take me there, now!"

Cui Lengyun was a rising star at the Lü Yan Law Firm.

And the Lü Yan Law Firm was the longest-established law firm in the Imperial Capital.

They had handled cases involving the division of hundreds of billions in assets for wealthy families.

They had also handled divorce cases worth tens of billions for business tycoons.

They had never lost, not only because they had the best lawyers, but more importantly because they had an immensely powerful network of connections.

How had that little bastard Feng Rong managed to hire Cui Lengyun?

Damn it!

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, the general manager pushed open the reception room door.

A man stood with his back to him, his broad shoulders and narrow waist giving him an impressive silhouette.

"You must be Young Master Cui. Hello, hello. I'm Wang Zhi, Hualin's general manager..."

The man ignored his outstretched hand and said coolly, "Manager Wang, correct? I'm here today regarding the termination of Mr. Feng Rong's contract."

Not long afterward, Cui Lengyun left Hualin and made a call.

Almost immediately, a gentle voice came through the phone.

"Counselor Cui, is it done?"

"Tch. Making me show up in person for something this trivial really cheapened my reputation. Also, I've already had the contract sent to Imperial University by same-city express courier. I put down your number."

"Thanks for this. I'll treat you to dinner another day."

Cui Lengyun pulled the phone away and glanced at the name on the call screen.

"Xie Zhitan, you actually came to me for a favor like this. I'm seriously starting to suspect you're bewitched by that little celebrity, Feng Rong."

"Besides, even if you've bought his freedom and ended his contract, he's still finished."

Xie Zhitan's tone remained unchanged. "Understood. I'll buy you a drink another day."

Listening to the disconnected tone, Cui Lengyun let out an exasperated laugh.

Even someone as aloof and otherworldly as Xie Zhitan could be in this much of a hurry.

Meanwhile, Xie Zhitan hung up and looked at the two people before him.

"It's taken care of. The courier should arrive within half an hour."

Xie Zhitan handed the contract to Feng Rong.

"You can look over the contract now, Mr. Feng. I took law as an elective during my undergraduate studies, but it's been so long that I've forgotten most of it. So this contract was also drafted by Counselor Cui, whom you just heard on the phone."

Feng Rong was terrified. His world had been turned upside down in a single day.

"Don't worry. Counselor Cui may often leave opposing parties questioning their lives in court, but his employment contracts are perfectly compliant."

[Second Brother really does have connections. He's capable, too.]

[Signing Feng Rong will really benefit the Xie Family. His enemy, Chen Rongyi, makes his living working under Lu Ling.]

[Feng Rong may be timid and cowardly, but he's the only eyewitness to Chen Rongyi killing Zheng Chunfang.]

[Sign him first, then have him join Cheng Ruimu on a production.]

[That should stop Feng Rong's death from being staged as a suicide, right?]

[Ah! I'm so sleepy. Feng Rong's dragging his feet again!]

After listening to his muttering, Xie Zhitan lifted his eyes to glance at him. "Still working your part-time job?"

Feng Rong immediately looked at Hua Jian in disbelief.

Wasn't this handsome, aristocratic-looking man who had found him in the middle of the night and alternated between persuasion and threats a young master of the Xie Group?

Why did he still need a part-time job?

All at once, the contract in Feng Rong's hands felt like a hot potato.

He couldn't help regretting opening the door to this man, then letting him lead him by the nose into terminating his contract with Hualin.

The expression on Feng Rong's face was far too obvious, and Xie Zhitan was displeased.

"Are you dissatisfied with this contract, Mr. Feng? I spent tens of millions on my younger brother's behalf to terminate your contract, not so you could sit here doubting us."

"If you don't want to terminate it, I can call Cui Lengyun and have him go back right now to recover those tens of millions."

"I doubt Wang Zhi would dare say no to the Cui Family's young master."

"But you won't have it so easy. You know Chen Rongyi's secret. The only reason he's letting you live right now is that he hasn't found you yet."

"There's only one way for you to survive, and that's to sign the contract."

Feng Rong shrank back. The man who had worn such a warm smile all along was rather frightening with a stern face.

Hua Jian, meanwhile, was dumbfounded.

[How does Xie Zhitan know about Chen Rongyi? An IQ of 180 really is something else!]

A glimmer of delight at having pulled off his little prank flashed in the eyes of Xie Zhitan, whose IQ was 180.