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"Good morning, Teacher Wen!"
"Good morning, Teacher Wei!"
Wen Zichuan met Wei Xiaoming in the elevator. They walked into the office area side by side, nodding and smiling, and greeting each other endlessly along the way.
Last year, the drama with two male protagonists was well-performed, ranking first in the quarter and top three in the year on the platform. "The World Heard" became a big hit under the company's operation and became extremely popular.
The company was making a lot of money, so naturally, the year-end bonuses were generous. On the day of returning to work, everyone was beaming with joy, and they treated the two of them like gods of wealth.
At the regular meeting, Wei Jing, on behalf of Xingyu Feiyu, expressed his outlook for the new year and the adjustments to the direction of artist training.
"Teacher Wen, there's something I can't say openly," Xie Bing said after the meeting, finding Wen Zichuan alone. "For the sake of the artist's future development, you and Wei Xiaoming will no longer be tied together. You don't have any objections, do you?"
Wen Zichuan has always respected and appreciated the "World-Widely Heard" bundling marketing, but he is an adult and knows that no matter how much hype a gay couple gets, it won't last long.
He had already prepared himself mentally and regarded the top traffic he had "hyped up" as a springboard. Next, the most important thing was to hone his acting skills, broaden his range of roles, and move forward step by step.
"I have no objection," Wen Zichuan smiled at Xie Bing, "I'll follow the company's arrangements on this matter."
Xie Bing had always admired him: "Boss Wei's point is not just about not cooperating, but it's best if you don't meet or interact with each other. Simply put, you have to avoid suspicion."
Wen Zichuan nodded: "After getting used to it, there shouldn't be any problem."
Xie Bing patted his shoulder and left feeling relieved.
What Wen Zichuan didn't know was that his voice was transmitted clearly into the president's office.
"You heard it too. You said you two had a good relationship and could always be good friends," Wei Jing tapped the table impatiently. "Look how readily he agreed. Does he consider you a good friend?"
"Don't put the blame on Zichuan!" Wei Xiaoming was furious. "You asked Xie Bing to go and talk to him. Isn't Xie Bing's opinion the same as yours? Zichuan has little influence. Does he dare to resist you?"
"Can you be more mature? Go out and ask around. How many couples are still hooking up again and again after becoming famous?"
"Just because they can't do it doesn't mean Zichuan and I can't. You are just selfish. You just don't want to see us together. You are jealous!"
Wei Jing admitted that he was jealous. He was jealous that "The World Knows" was known to so many people, and he was jealous that they were connected by the role and lived a happy and fulfilling life in a non-existent parallel time and space.
But so what? This illusory, artificially created happiness is just a dream. Who would take it seriously? Who would prioritize it over reality?
In reality, he is not only Mr. Wei who has the final say, but also Wei Xiaoming's godfather. Wei Xiaoming's personal opinions are not important. What is important is that they must listen to him.
"I've made the stakes clear to you. Rumor has it that dual-male-lead dramas will be increasingly regulated, so there's no chance for you two to work together. Even if you were forced to squeeze them into the same romantic drama, what would the female lead think? Which female lead is willing to take on the pressure of the audience supporting the male lead and the supporting actor?"
"I don't care. That's your business. Since I've decided that Wen Zichuan is my friend, there's no way I can avoid him. I won't let down the fans who support us. The worst that can happen is that I won't film the show anymore."
"You're not going to film anymore? With your limited skills, what else can you do if you don't film?!"
"The only time I need to film to prove myself is when I'm tied to you."
"I tied you up?? Did I tie you up?! From the age of twelve until now, I've taken care of everything from food and clothing to housing, education and study abroad, to filming and making my debut. How have I not given you the best?! Is this how you repay me?!"
Wei Xiaoming was stunned by his aura. He lowered his head, trembling in silence. After a long while, he gritted his teeth and said, "I can't repay you for what you gave me. I have nothing but my life. If you want it, take it."
At the beginning of the new year, Wei Jing really didn't want to argue with him from the beginning of the year to the end of the year, but he didn't understand why Wei Xiaoming was still not satisfied and wanted to go against him after he had given him everything he could.
He clenched his fists, and in his rage, he needed to take deep breaths to barely maintain his sanity: "I don't want your life, but you can't give up your future. Xiaoming, you are not a child anymore..."
"Yeah! I'm not a child anymore! So if I want something, I can only get it by pleasing you. You're using this to tie me up!"
Wei Xiaoming threw down these words and ran out without looking back.
Everyone inside and outside the company was watching, and Wei Jing had no way to catch up even if he wanted to.
Lan Qin and Xie Bing were both outside the door, watching silently with bated breath. They had always seen them quarreling, but this time it seemed particularly fierce.
"What are you standing there for?! Go find him! He doesn't want to live, and you don't want to live either?!" Wei Jing roared so loudly that the door frame and glass shook. "Call Wen Zichuan over here!"
Wen Zichuan was just worried about how to get Wei Jing to go "fishing", but the opportunity came to him.
"Boss Wei, you're looking for me."
"There's something you probably don't know. Xiaoming cried all night long when you moved out."
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"He cares about you far more than I thought. Now, in order to avoid suspicion with you, he even doesn't want to film the movie. You have to think of a way to solve this problem for me."
Wen Zichuan smiled lightly: "Can I persuade them to break up?"
Wei Jing's anger, which had half subsided, rose again: "What do you mean?!"
"I can help you persuade Xiaoming to come back, but you have to promise me one thing."
"What's up?"
"Use your connections and resources to help me find someone."
"Who?"
"Heavenly signs."
In Wen Zichuan's opinion, the crux of Wei Jing and Wei Xiaoming's problem lies in the initial adoption crisis.
While on the crew, he heard Wei Xiaoming mention that when he was twelve years old, Wang Jian took him to a hotel with particularly luxurious decoration. Someone gave him a box of imported candy and asked him to take the candy to a certain room at night.
But before nightfall, Wang Jian lied that he was going to the bathroom, left him alone.
Wei Xiaoming waited with the candy and met Wei Jing who came to the banquet.
Twenty-six-year-old Wei Jing broke his hand while playing basketball. He came with his arm in a sling that day and was in a very bad mood. He found a quiet corner to stay alone.
Wei Xiaoming hesitated for a long time. He liked that box of candy very much and was reluctant to even open it. But when he saw Wei Jing's sad face, he thought about it and gave him the whole box.
Wei Jing had no interest in dealing with a strange child, but when he saw the candy box, his heart began to hang in the air.
"That's not ordinary candy, but aphrodisiac disguised as candy," Wei Jing said in a cold tone, "and it's forbidden for minors."
"Did anyone else make a deal with Wang Jian?" Wen Zichuan could already guess what he meant when he heard him say that.
"It's a guy named Tian. I'm not familiar with him, but I heard that he likes to play with children. He has harmed many people under the guise of cultivating child stars." Although Wei Jing is also a rich second-generation, he looks down on those who prey on minors.
At that time, there were less than two hours left until dark. If Wei Jing had not taken action, Wei Xiaoming's fate could be imagined.
Wei Jing acted decisively and found the president named Tian, saying that he had taken a fancy to a kid under his command and asked if he could buy him with money.
Boss Tian is in his 50s and has a strong presence in the entertainment industry. He doesn't take the young Wei Jing seriously, but he has to give face to the old Mr. Wei.
Later, Wei Jing found out that Boss Tian only gave Wang Jian 100,000 yuan, while he gave Boss Tian 500,000 yuan.
At that time, Wei Jing's business had not yet started, and the money for his business was given by Mr. Wei. When Mr. Wei found out that he had spent five times the price to buy a "burden", he once wanted to sever the father-son relationship with him.
"I don't know. Was it more of a grudge against my dad, or was it because I felt sorry for Xiaoming? I didn't abandon him during the most difficult times, but I was afraid he would see my difficulties, so I sent him to study abroad."
"Have you discussed with him before sending him to study abroad?"
"What's there to discuss? He can't keep up with either the exam-oriented or quality-oriented education in China. Going abroad, getting a diploma, practicing singing and dancing, and then coming back after making his debut is a better path for him."
"Boss Wei, Xiaoming actually always thought that you were the one who bought him."
Wei Jing's face was filled with disbelief: "That shouldn't be the case. Didn't Wang Jian tell him?"
Wen Zichuan shook his head. A gambler like Wang Jian only cared about money. It made no difference to him whether his son followed Mr. Wei or Mr. Tian.
"Because Xiaoming was unaware, he's been feeling torn. He thought that since you bought him, he should obey you in everything and have no right to object. But he's not completely ignorant of your feelings for him, it's just that he can't handle these two identities well, and he's in a difficult position. If you want to improve your relationship with Xiaoming, you need to tell him the truth and learn to respect his personal wishes."
"But if he really doesn't want to film anymore..."
"Do you want to force him to film, or do you want to see him film voluntarily in order to help you make money and become a better person?"
The last half sentence made Wei Jing completely calm down.
He even began to fantasize that his Candy would one day truly understand and sympathize with him, just like when he handed his most precious candy to him that year. He was worried that he would be hurt and in pain, so he wanted to use sweetness to comfort him.
Wen Zichuan noticed Wei Jing's expression change, knowing his words had worked, so he pressed the issue, "That time at Heting Manor, President Jin sent me to your bed, but President Chen said he was flattering the wrong person. It's been rumored that you like younger people, and Xiaoming knows about that, too."
"..." Wei Jing cursed in his heart. Why did these people act so impulsively? "Even after Xiaoming followed me, they kept sending people to me. I felt it was too troublesome to refuse, so I said I liked younger ones. Wouldn't anyone with a discerning eye understand?"
"It doesn't matter whether others understand or not. What matters is that Xiaoming doesn't understand. The unhappiest birthday he ever had was his eighteenth. He feels that your love for him has diminished as he grows older."
"He's such an idiot, how could he think like that...!"
As he said this, Wei Jing's phone vibrated. It was a message from Lan Qin.
They found Wei Xiaoming and quickly reported to the boss. Wei Jing was busy comforting his godson and could hardly sit still.
"Boss Wei," Wen Zichuan called out to Wei Jing the moment he stepped out of the door, "Let's do something together that he's good at and you're not. An occasional role swap isn't a provocation, but..."
"What is it?"
"It's fun."
Seeing that he had a rosy complexion and looked in good spirits, Wei Jing guessed that he must have been with Cheng Sizhou during the Chinese New Year.
He spoke of these love experiences in a very clear and logical way, and I'm afraid that Teacher Xiao Cheng also contributed to it.
"Even though you know there's a possibility of being blacklisted or banned, do you still have to be with him?" Wei Jing raised his eyes and stared at him with a stern look.
"Don't worry, Mr. Wei. I guarantee with my future that he won't affect my work. If he does, I am willing to be hidden and banned." Wen Zichuan looked back, his tone calm and firm.
"I've never seen such an infatuated person before."
"Boss Wei, we're on the same page."
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