Although his current status has changed dramatically compared to before, only he knows how hollow this status is.
Everything he has is obtained through Lin Ran's connections. In fact, he himself doesn't feel fulfilled at all.
He has neither capital nor experience, so he needs to work harder than anyone else.
If the Nuanyao Group were to collapse, it would have no impact on Lin Ran. After all, he has his wife to support him.
But for himself, the impact would be huge. He would revert to being an ordinary college student-turned-office worker, struggling at the bottom of society like his classmates.
So he has to work hard and absolutely cannot let the Nuanyao Group go under.
Chen Qingtian is a cash cow for Nuanyao Media. Although she still belongs to the Nuanyao Group after leaving, she is no longer a direct affiliate, which will also have an impact on him.
However, he can't stop her because it's not his character.
Moreover, it's his sister-in-law's intention, and he doesn't have the guts to go against it.
Seeing the complex and ever-changing expression on Wu Zhishang's face, Chen Qingtian showed a somewhat embarrassed look in front of him for the first time.
"Mr. Wu, I'm really sorry. I need to earn money to support... my family, so I have to leave for the time being. But I'll still fulfill the subsequent cooperation. If there are any other cooperation opportunities, I'll give priority to our Nuanyao Media."
Wu Zhishang: "I understand. I wish you all the best in your future. May you fulfill your dream of having ten cute young boyfriends soon."
From this moment on, Wu Zhishang let go, or rather, gave up.
The group chatted for a while and tentatively decided that Chen Qingtian's film and television company would be officially established after the Spring Festival.
The specific details would be worked out by a professional team, and they only needed to approve and sign at the end.
Lin Ran finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he had completed another task. He could wait for the Spring Festival without any burdens.
After Lin Ran left, Chen Qingtian said guiltily, "Mr. Wu, how about I treat you to a meal? I'll need your kind support in the subsequent cooperation."
Wu Zhishang's face was as calm as still water. "There's no need for a meal. Let's get together when we have a chance. If you need cooperation, you can directly submit the proposal to Assistant Zhang."
Chen Qingtian was taken aback. She felt that Wu Zhishang seemed a bit different. In her words, "He's more like a leader."
Moreover, if she remembered correctly, this was the first time Wu Zhishang had rejected her invitation.
"Okay, then I'll take my leave, sister. Call me if you have anything."
Chen Qingtian wasn't the type to be indecisive. Immediately, she resumed her carefree demeanor and left with a shocked Pei Qianqian.
As soon as they stepped out of the door, Pei Qianqian suppressed her voice and said, "My goodness, you're really going to be a boss?"
Chen Qingtian looked proud. "What? Now you know your sister's capabilities, right? Don't worry, I won't fire you. In the future, you'll not only be my agent but also the chief agent of our film and television company, haha."
Pei Qianqian rolled her eyes at Chen Qingtian. "What film and television company? Isn't it still thanks to your cousin that it's being set up? And in terms of an agent's development potential, a media company is definitely better than a film and television company, isn't it?"
Chen Qingtian roared in a low voice, "Pei! Qian! Qian!"
Inside the office, Wu Zhishang walked behind the desk, opened the drawer, and took out a bottle of safflower oil.
He and Lin Ran had fought with others outside a few times before, so he always kept this stuff on hand.
He walked up to Zhang Xinyan. At this time, Zhang Xinyan was sitting in front of the tea table, with her head down, organizing documents and muttering with a pout.
There was a look of confusion in Wu Zhishang's eyes as he quietly pricked up his ears to listen.
"I didn't perform well this time. It's so embarrassing. When I get back, I'll practice how to scold people more satisfyingly... Hmm! I also have to sign up for a kickboxing class. Next time, I'll try my best to pull that woman's hair out."
Wu Zhishang: ...
Is this right?
After fighting and scolding, she's doing a post - mortem here?
"Clearing his throat softly, Wu Zhishang made a slight coughing sound.
Zhang Xinyan was startled and quickly looked up. "Mr. Wu, do you have any instructions?"
Wu Zhishang looked at Zhang Xinyan's red - handed. "Stretch it out."
Zhang Xinyan: ??? "Stretch what out?"
Following Wu Zhishang's gaze, Zhang Xinyan then realized what he was referring to. She slowly stretched out her hand, feeling her cheeks flush a little.
Wu Zhishang carefully applied the medicine to her hand. Zhang Xinyan's face went from slightly red to burning hot.
This was the first time a boy had done such a thing for her.
"Mr. Wu, I... I can do it myself."
Wu Zhishang glanced at her, put the safflower oil on the tea table, turned around, and went back to work without saying another word.
Zhang Xinyan stared coldly at Wu Zhishang, who was burying his head in work, thinking to herself, "Is he angry?" "He shouldn't be angry, right?" "What's going on?"
In fact, Wu Zhishang wasn't angry at all. He just noticed Zhang Xinyan's shyness and didn't want to embarrass his little assistant.
At Dongtian Manor.
Lin Ran went straight back here, and Luo Yao also secretly returned.
That night, they planned to stay up late.
Anyway, there was nothing important to do the next day. All they had to do was pretend to be in a coma in the hospital.
It was a night of dirty talk.
Early the next morning, Lin Ran sent Luo Yao to the hospital and then "disappeared." He didn't show up at the manor for several days.
The servants in the manor originally thought that Lin Ran was in the hospital, but they learned from Uncle Fu that Lin Ran hadn't gone to the hospital at all.
Uncle Fu looked gloomy and directed the bodyguard team.
"Search for him! Turn the whole of Kyoto upside down if you have to. If anything happens to Young Master Lin, we'll all be in big trouble."
The bodyguard team didn't even dare to breathe loudly. Although this old butler usually spoke politely, he could be really scary when he got angry.
Of course, they also knew the seriousness of the matter.
If they couldn't find Young Master Lin, it wouldn't just be a matter of being in trouble. They might not even have a chance because dead people can't walk.
At this time, many people cast their glances at Abu, the super bodyguard who had been protecting Lin Ran around the clock since he came back.
But they only glanced for a moment and then looked away.
Abu's qualifications were far beyond theirs. Everyone here even had to call Abu "Teacher".
Uncle Fu's face looked a bit grim. He sighed helplessly. "Alas! Young Master Lin has rich experience in escaping and is good at hiding and lurking. Miss is still in a coma, and we don't have the ability to unlock Miss's phone to get Young Master Lin's location. Young Master Lin already knows that there's a tracker in his body. I'm worried that he'll take the tracker out of his body while he has the chance."
"If that happens, none of us will survive when Miss wakes up. I hope you can understand the seriousness of the matter. We must find Young Master Lin as soon as possible."
All this scene in the manor was taken in by Jiang Feihua.

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