Hua Rong nodded and placed a USB drive on the table.

"Take a look first, and then you'll know what to do. If this isn't done well, then our partnership will have to end."

Upon hearing this, Jing Zhitong raised an eyebrow. "Then I'll have to take a look first."

Sitting in his office chair, after reading the USB drive from the computer, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on his usually calm face.

"Holy crap! You went all in?!"

Even Jing Zhitong, who always prides himself on being a gentle and refined older man, couldn't help but swear at this moment.

"No, no, I'm not doing this. If you want to do it, find someone else!"

Jing Zhitong immediately backed down, saying that he looked at Hua Rong with disdain.

Shen He, who had just felt guilty for blaming him, was now completely exasperated.

Isn't this persona collapsing too quickly? Why doesn't he just pretend anymore?

However, Hua Rong smiled slightly and slammed the contract onto Jing Zhitong's table.

Then, after opening the second page, he placed it in front of him, pointed to one of the entries, and said, "Pay close attention to this one; you won't have a chance to back out."

Jing Zhitong looked down and immediately looked worried.

"Why are you demanding breach of contract fees from my wife, the shrew?"

Although his wife is fierce, she has a soft heart.

If I had known he didn't want to do this, I probably would have nagged him about it all along!

What I fear most is that she'll just dump him!

Then, won't he be unwanted?

No, no!

"Yes, yes, yes! Grandma! I'll do it! I'll do it! You just wait and see the results!"

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"What exactly did you give him?"

Shen He had held back for a long time, but after getting on the bus, he couldn't help but ask.

Liu Qin was also very curious. What could make Jing Zhitong, who was radiant one second, become so obedient the next?

I'm so curious!

"I just collected a lot of dirt on Niu Cheng."

"Impossible," Shen He stated definitively.

Hua Rong raised an eyebrow. "Why do you think it's impossible?"

"If it were just Niu Cheng, then President Jing would never have acted that way. Unless... unless someone else is involved, someone else in a high position of power!"

Shen He's words were pointed, and after he finished speaking, he himself trembled with fear.

He looked at her with a twitching smile: "Rongrong, didn't you go a little too far this time?"

Hua Rong's expression did not change; she simply lowered her eyes slightly, her eyelashes casting a shadow on her face.

"I just want to do my own thing in peace and don't want anyone bothering me. You've seen it yourself, sometimes, if we don't give certain people a warning, they'll do it again next time. I don't have that much time to deal with them!"

Upon hearing Hua Rong's words, Shen He remained silent and sighed.

When Hua Rong got into trouble this time, he originally thought that some people would help them because of their past friendship.

Even if they don't take action, they shouldn't kick someone when they're down.

However, he felt that he was still being too optimistic.

Even Yan Long, whom Hua Rong treated with all her heart, wanted to sever ties with Hua Rong immediately.

Not to mention other people with whom one has a distant relationship or who are entangled in interests.

They were all extremely anxious, seemingly afraid of being implicated by Hua Rong.

But they completely forgot how fawning they were when they first begged Hua Rong for help.

"Luckily, you don't have any endorsements, otherwise those people probably wouldn't even leave you a place to stay."

This period has been incredibly frustrating; even during my most destitute times, Shenhe had never felt this way.

Perhaps it's better to hide than to have nothing at all.

What saddened him even more was the attitude of those people.

While seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune is human nature, sometimes it's best not to be too direct.

There are many things in this world that are more important than profit.

Instead of going home, Hua Rong and his group went to the Kyoto Film Academy.

They got off the bus some distance from the Kyoto Film Academy and walked to the school.

She didn't try to disguise herself excessively; she simply wore a mask to protect against the smog, and a plain baseball cap, just like everyone else.

No one would have expected that Hua Rong, who has recently stirred up a storm on the internet.

And so, he swaggered in to the bustling Kyoto Film Academy.

Kyoto Film Academy is open to the public because talent scouts can be found disguised on campus at any time.

Hua Rong didn't linger anywhere else, but went straight to the performance room where the teachers were instructing on acting.

"...If your performance style is limited to laughing when you're supposed to laugh and crying when you're supposed to cry, then I declare—you are all people without acting skills!"

Hua Rong happened to hear this sentence when she appeared outside the classroom.

At this moment, outside the performance classroom, besides her, there were quite a few onlookers.

Some of them are students studying other majors, waiting here for their boyfriends or girlfriends to finish class.

Others are simply people who are interested in performing.

From this perspective, it's not without reason that Kyoto Film Academy is able to take the lead over other schools that teach acting.

At least when it comes to keeping secrets, they are not very strict.

She stood outside the classroom like everyone else, without attracting anyone's attention.

Even if one or two people in the crowd look at her with suspicion, they will eventually just think they have mistaken her for someone else.

Everyone knows she's in the eye of the storm right now, and people are trying to avoid her, so why would she appear in a place with so many people?

"Teacher, according to your logic, when we act laughing, do we have to cry? And when we cry, do we have to laugh? Wouldn't that make us look crazy? How would the audience understand our emotions?"

"Hahaha"

The one who spoke was a fairly handsome man.

Hua Rong narrowed her eyes the moment she saw the man.

He chuckled to himself, thinking, "What a small world!"

This man looks exactly like Niu Cheng, and I've heard that Niu Cheng is promoting his son, Niu Yingjun.

Not only had they already prepared a major IP TV series to promote him, but they had even sent him to the Kyoto Film Academy to further his education.

Looking at that face now, it's probably this person.

Hua Rong stopped looking at Niu Yingjun, who was making a scene in class, and instead focused her gaze on Yu Xiangfei, who was sitting in the last row and taking notes attentively.

Unlike his usual submissive attitude in front of him, he now seemed aloof and exuded the charm of a mature man.

Now, no one would guess that this is a puppy.

All I can say is that, judging from this, he's still incredibly wolfish!

Upon hearing Niu Yingjun's words, the teacher adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and said, "That's a good question. I happen to have a scene from 'The Final Strike' here. Why don't you come up and act it out with me?"

Niu Yingjun looked up and glanced at Yu Xiangfei.