Yang Xin's Astonishment

"I haven't introduced you yet."

Su Xingwan smiled and then introduced the people in the private room to Yang Xin one by one.

Yang Xin listened in a daze, various expressions of shock flashing across her face.

She felt it was unbelievably surreal.

These people were actually all top-tier young masters in the country?

Moreover, the Wang Er who was just on the phone, was he the famous Young Master Wang of the Magic City?

"This is Xiao Fei, and her brother, Young Master Qin."

Su Xingwan finally placed special emphasis on introducing the Qin siblings.

Yang Xin suddenly felt a bit at a loss.

Compared to top-tier young masters like Wang Er and Cai Cheng, she had never heard of the Qin siblings.

But she could also tell that everyone in this private room respected them immensely, which showed that these two siblings were the real big bosses!

Not daring to be negligent, she quickly stood up and offered a toast.

"Sister Yang Xin, there's no need to be so polite. Once you sign with our company, we'll all be on the same team. Plus, I really like your style; you'll definitely become a huge star in the future," Qin Fei smiled and returned the toast.

Afterward, the group began chatting about entering the entertainment industry.

Richard, who had been sitting to the side without saying a word from the very beginning, became a little displeased.

"Ahem..."

He coughed dryly twice.

"Is your throat bothering you?" Xia Fei looked over at him.

Richard shook his head. "No."

"Then what are you coughing for?"

"No... I'm a living, breathing person sitting right here. Do I not deserve an introduction?" he said with a long face.

Su Xingwan finally realized that she really hadn't introduced Richard just now.

Yang Xin looked curious. "And this is..."

"Don't mind him, just a Xiao Kalami (Small Fry)." Wang Er waved his hand.

But in Yang Xin's eyes, how could anyone sitting here truly be a Xiao Kalami (Small Fry)?

However, if someone else had said it, that would be one thing, but who was Wang Er?

He was a top-tier young master in the country. In his eyes, perhaps this foreigner really was just a Xiao Kalami (Small Fry).

Richard stood up on his own and greeted Yang Xin with a smile, "Hello, Miss Yang Xin. My name is not Xiao Kalami (Small Fry). I am Richard, the patriarch of the York family from Country Y."

Obviously, Richard didn't understand what 'Xiao Kalami (Small Fry)' meant in Chinese, mistakenly thinking that Wang Er had intentionally said his name wrong.

"Hello, Mr. Richard." Yang Xin politely shook his hand.

Seeing that she wasn't surprised, Richard couldn't help but ask, "Has Miss Yang Xin never heard of me?"

"She's just an ordinary college student who recently graduated. How could she possibly know you?" Xia Fei couldn't help but laugh.

In the business district or upper-class circles, Richard's name was naturally known to everyone.

But for an average person like Yang Xin, even if she had heard of it by chance, she might not necessarily make the connection.

Hearing Xia Fei's words, Yang Xin couldn't help but become curious.

Could it be that this Richard had a massive background?

But she really had never heard of him.

After all, she didn't even know many of the top billionaires domestically, let alone foreign ones.

"This is Richard, the one ranked second on the international rich list," Su Xingwan explained.

Hearing this, Yang Xin was absolutely dumbfounded.

Second on the international rich list!

Just how wealthy did someone have to be to hold that position?

It was no exaggeration to say that even if all of Wang Er's family assets were added together, they would likely not even be worth mentioning compared to a billionaire like this.

Yet such a person was actually right here in this private room.

Moreover, looking at the attitude Wang Er and the others had toward Richard, they didn't seem to show much reverence. Instead, they interacted like peers.

But how could that be possible?

Let alone Wang Jr., even if Wang Sr. came, he might not necessarily be able to converse with Richard on equal footing, right?

"Miss Su flatters me. What billionaire? I am nothing more than Young Master Qin's servant," Richard said with a smile, but there was no hint of a joke in his tone, nor was there any shame. Instead, he looked as if he was proud of it.

This once again shocked Yang Xin beyond measure.

Just what kind of background did this Young Master Qin have?

Not only could he make top-tier domestic rich heirs like Wang Er treat him with the utmost respect, but now even Richard willingly called himself his servant!

...

Meanwhile, over in the Magic City, after Xu Quan made several consecutive phone calls, the blacklisting of Chen Yigang was swiftly set into motion.

Inside another private room.

Chen Yigang was drinking with several assistant directors from his crew and the investors.

Suddenly, his phone rang.

It was from the headquarters of Tianmei Entertainment.

"Hello, is this Chen Yigang?"

"This is an official notice that your contract with the company has been terminated. This includes all ongoing shoots and upcoming shows—all cooperation is canceled. The company will buy back the shares under your name and compensate you according to the penalty clause in the contract."

After saying that, without waiting for Chen Yigang to speak, the other end hung up directly.

"What's wrong, Director Chen?"

Seeing Chen Yigang holding his phone with a frown, the people beside him couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

"I..."

Just as Chen Yigang was about to say something, his phone rang again.

"Hello, this is Luoxin Entertainment. Is this Chen Yigang? This is an official notice..."

Just like before, after the caller finished speaking, they hung up immediately, giving Chen Yigang absolutely no time to ask questions.

Subsequently, several more calls came in one after another, leaving Chen Yigang completely dumbfounded.

What was going on?

Not only had he been directly fired by his company, but now, multiple companies he had collaborated with in the past were also calling to terminate all contracts and end all cooperation.

Blacklisted!

He had actually been blacklisted by the entire entertainment industry in just a few short minutes.

How was this possible?

He was completely baffled, having no idea what was happening.

But soon, Chen Yigang remembered what Wang Er had said earlier.

That was it.

It must be those friends of Yang Xin!

He had thought they were just a few young people who liked to talk big and scare others. How could Chen Yigang have imagined that those youths actually possessed such terrifying power!

And just as unease began to creep into his heart, the people sitting at his table also started receiving calls one after another.

After hanging up, they all frowned, glanced at Chen Yigang, and then hastily threw out an excuse before leaving directly. It was as if they didn't want to have the slightest bit of association with Chen Yigang anymore, terrified of being dragged down with him.

Looking at the originally lively private room, which now had only himself left, Chen Yigang's heart turned completely cold.

But he didn't give up. Instead, he quickly scrolled through his contacts, found a number, and immediately dialed it. "Hello, Boss Ma..."

On the other end of the line, Ma Anguo, the top executive of the Magic City, was reviewing documents in his office. When his private phone rang, he just glanced at the caller ID and answered it.

In the past, the Magic City had produced its fair share of short promotional videos, so Ma Anguo and Chen Yigang had interacted quite a bit. Although their relationship wasn't particularly deep, they could still be considered acquaintances.

"Director Chen? Is there something you need?" Ma Anguo asked curiously.

"President Ma, you have to help me this time..."

Chen Yigang felt as if he were a drowning man grasping at his last straw. He then quickly recounted what had just happened over the phone.

"Are you saying that all the entertainment businesses under the Xu, Wang, and Cai families have simultaneously launched a massive industry ban against you?"

After hearing the story, Ma Anguo frowned. "Did you shoot a video that offended their families? Or perhaps something with hidden metaphors or allusions?"

"No!"

Chen Yigang said earnestly, "President Ma, I assure you, absolutely not!"

"That is strange. How about this, I will give Wang Sr. and the others a call to ask what exactly is going on. Wait for my news."

With that said, Ma Anguo hung up the phone directly, scrolled through his contacts to find Wang Lin's number, and dialed it.

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