"It's hard to say." Wu Yue exhaled a breath of stale air, somewhat annoyed.
I recalled my older brother calling out "Dad Xuanwu" before he fell into a coma...
Wu Yue was certain she hadn't misheard. In her brother's heart, that Mr. Xuanwu was clearly very important.
After a few moments, she raised her head and regained her composure: "Mr. Song, you should go and deal with the online matters first. We'll take care of things here."
Song Congbo nodded blankly, looking somewhat dazed.
That was the first time he had seen Xiao Xi so pale and so cold, so cold that he couldn't help but have bad thoughts.
"Miss Wuyue, Xiaoxi, will he... will he die...?"
He couldn't forget the doctor's cold and solemn expression, so the faint thought in his heart kept growing and growing until it occupied his entire mind. In an instant, he thought of many things, things that terrified him, which gradually eroded his body.
"Won't."
The girl interrupted him expressionlessly, "Let my brother take a year's leave first. Regardless of whether he wakes up or not."
"this--"
From an agent's perspective, Song Congbo absolutely does not want his most popular artist to be out of work for so long. Their schedule is already booked until next year. If they breach the contract now, the penalty will be enormous, probably enough to pay off ten of them.
Out of humanitarian considerations, he had no reason to let someone whose life was hanging by a thread go to an event while sick and injured. Moreover, over the years, his relationship with Xiao Xi had gone beyond just work; they were also friends who had crossed paths in life.
However, Song Congbo still had to say some things: "Miss Wu Yue, the entertainment industry changes very quickly. If you don't have any new works for a week or a month and don't appear in the public eye, you will easily be eliminated. There will always be a lot of excellent young people lining up to replace you. So you need to think it through. Taking a year off, or even longer... will not only result in the compensation, but also the loss of fans, and you may even be abandoned and blacklisted by the company."
“My family isn’t short of money, so you don’t need to worry.” Wu Yue curled her lips slightly, her smile cold: “I’ll pay the breach of contract penalty.”
Song Congbo couldn't help but suggest, "Miss Wu Yue, if you take over some of the announcements for Xiao Xi, it should help avoid some losses. You wouldn't want all of Xiao Xi's previous efforts to go to waste, would you?"
"Thank you for your kindness, but it's not necessary. Mr. Song, let's do as I just said. You can contact me directly regarding the amount of the breach of contract penalty. During the school's live broadcast, the entire online audience should know that Cheng Pingxi vomited blood and fainted... It's only right that he rests now that he's feeling unwell, isn't it?"
Wu Yue's tone was neither cold nor warm, even quite calm. Song Congbo, however, had a vague feeling that if he said "no," she would smash his head in right then and there.
As Wu Yue spoke, a slight smile curved her lips. "No paparazzi are allowed in this hospital."
Wu Yue had a chance to agree to Song Congbo's proposal. She could even, if possible, become his adopted brother and "wake up" in his place.
However, Wu Yue had other considerations. If her brother truly enjoyed this job, it would be better for him to disappear and retire from the entertainment industry for a while. After all, he could live for 200 years... What was there to panic about? After reaching the 100-year mark, he would transform from an aged appearance to a youthful one, and might even grow more handsome. His physical condition would be determined by his age.
In other words, this so-called "200 years old" can live twice.
This was derived by Wu Yue when she was bored and studied the instructions for the 'obtained' rewards in the live streaming system.
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