After today's commotion, I've once again been used as a tool.
When Shi Xia saw that Fu Yanshen had embarrassed me in public to protect her, she must have been incredibly moved, which would have completely erased the heartache she felt last night when Fu Yanshen spent the night at my place.
I pressed the elevator button hard, the door opened, and I stepped inside.
My figure was clearly reflected on the bright elevator wall. I was dressed in a smart suit, with exquisite makeup, and looked strong and capable, but my eyes were red.
Looking at myself like this, my nose tingled with tears.
From childhood to adulthood, I have never suffered so much injustice.
I took out my phone to call my dad and ask him to seek justice for me.
But before I could even dial, I calmed down.
I was the one who chose him, and I insisted on marrying him. I only have myself to blame.
Fu Yanshen is still a key figure in my family. In my dad's words, "The current prosperity depends on him to make money."
If I tell my dad, he'll only be in a difficult position.
I composed myself and went back to the 12th floor.
Mr. Gu Zhongheng, the general manager of Oriental Entertainment and my father's old subordinate, is waiting for me.
"Miss has a discerning eye; not only did she choose a good husband, but she also selects the best artists out of thousands!"
"That Makino is truly a rare gem, a rising star with both talent and good looks! Becoming an overnight sensation is no problem at all!"
He showered me with flattery.
I felt quite ashamed.
“In that case, Mr. Gu, the company’s S-level new talent resources will be assigned to Mu Ye.” I flipped through the documents. “Why is the highest place they’ve assigned to this ‘New Generation’ talent show only fifth place? Tell them we want the top three.”
In the entertainment industry, talent shows are almost all scripted, and the rankings are predetermined. The more money you spend, the higher your ranking will be.
Someone like Makino, who has talent but no money, doesn't even have the chance to participate in the preliminary rounds.
He told me that he had spent all of his family's savings of over 100,000 yuan in his attempt to debut, but he still couldn't get on stage to show his face.
In the end, they had no choice but to ask Qin Lulu, the little princess of the Qin family, for help.
Therefore, newcomers who want to establish themselves in the entertainment industry must be big spenders.
“Miss, the top three spots in ‘New Generation’ will cost more than ten million, which is far beyond our budget.” President Gu called over his female assistant and reported to me.
What's tens of millions?
Every year, I spend more than ten million on clothes for Fu Yanshen, and that all comes from my own private savings.
"Apply for funding from the finance department in my name. Makino must debut in the top three." I closed the document and gave them instructions.
...
I thought getting financial assistance was as simple as asking my dad for money—just open your mouth and the money would be in your account immediately.
That's not actually the case; the company has to follow procedures.
I waited three days before I received a reply.
Approved.
Moreover, it was personally signed by the group's president, Fu Yanshen.
Isn't this a finance matter? How did it end up with him?
I only found out what happened after I called and asked.
When the finance department heard that I was the one asking for money, they were hesitant to approve such a large sum of money, and they were also afraid of offending me, so they had no choice but to submit the application to the president's office.
I told the CFO to ask my dad for the money directly, but he said that the company has a hierarchical system and that submitting it to the chairman would be going over his head.
In his previous life, Makino debuted through the talent show "New Generation".
Since I signed him, I have to be responsible for him and not let his talent go to waste.
I had no choice but to bite the bullet and go to the top floor to ask Fu Yanshen for money.
In the past, when I visited him as a young lady from a wealthy family, I never had to make an appointment in advance through the secretary's office; I could even just walk in.
I was an employee, and he only agreed to see me after I had waited for half an hour.
"President Fu, Manager Sheng is here."
"Um."
In the large office, a man in a suit sat upright, flipping through documents, and responded without looking up.
The female secretary left quickly.
Thinking about what happened last time, I felt a surge of anger, but I could only suppress my emotions.
"Mr. Fu, I've come to ask why you haven't approved my application for funds?" I asked as calmly as possible.
The man wore a black suit, a white shirt underneath, and a black tie; his simple and disciplined style exuded a sense of asceticism.
He ignored what I said, signed the documents without saying a word, and exuded a cold and aloof aura.
His entire being screamed with disgust for me.
Ugh, I hate seeing him.
Finally, he closed the file, raised his chin, looked at me, and his face was indifferent.
“Your project involves high investment and low returns. The company isn’t a charity; you can’t just do whatever you want,” he said in a deep voice.
"President Fu, how do you know that Muye has no commercial value?" I asked with my arms crossed, full of confidence.
"What commercial value could that greenhorn have?" He narrowed his eyes, his tone brimming with arrogance.
“What do you mean he’s still wet behind the ears? He’s 19 this year!” I retorted.
Fu Yanshen curled his lips, looking utterly disdainful.
I know that he's just looking down on me.
In his eyes, I was just a useless rich girl, and could never be the discerning judge of talent.
Therefore, he did not believe in Makino's strength.
“Muye has great singing skills, a wide vocal range, and is also a talented singer-songwriter. He writes and composes all his own songs, and all the music producers in our company are optimistic about him.” I continued to persuade him.
"That's them flattering you, Miss." Fu Yanshen flipped through the documents again, his tone laced with sarcasm.
I gritted my teeth, "Muye's looks far surpass all the current top celebrities, he's got the height, he's got the figure..."
As I was talking, I thought of Makino's abs and swallowed hard.
"Furthermore, he is young, has a clean-cut temperament, and is like a boy who stepped out of a comic book. He is also the type of 'puppy dog' that women of all ages, from ninety-nine to toddlers, are most infatuated with these days."
"He's well-behaved, lovable, and makes you want to protect him, but you can't help but want to tease him and imagine him turning into a little wolf and attacking you..." I said, imagining as I spoke, a smile playing on my lips.
"I bet that after Makino debuts, he will gain countless fans and become an overnight sensation."
As soon as the words fell, I looked at Fu Yanshen.
His face was ashen, his thick eyebrows were furrowed, and he was staring at me with a gloomy look in his eyes.
He looked very angry, and his stare made me feel uneasy.
"Are you going to approve it or not?" I asked loudly.
He snapped out of his daze, opened the drawer, took out a pack of cigarettes, shook one out, and put it in his mouth.
With a "ding," the lighter ignited a blue flame, and the man turned his head, slightly raising his sharply defined jawline.
He lit a cigarette and took a drag.
"Not approved."
He exhaled a smoke ring, and through the clear white smoke, he spoke sparingly, as if it were gold.
"you--"
I grabbed the ashtray, intending to smash it against his icy face.
Ultimately, I didn't have the guts.
With a "bang," I slammed the door and left.
...
I rushed back to the house we shared and found the black card he had given me before in the safe.
If he won't approve my use of public funds, I'll just use his credit card to make Muye famous.
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