Chapter 47 Fang Zhiyi

Two days later, Jiang Wu went to a French restaurant in the most prosperous business district in the city center according to the address given by the other party and met the person in charge of Stars.

"Jiang Wu, right?"

The man in front of me was very young, about 27 or 28 years old, with a gentle and handsome appearance. He was wearing a very stylish silver-gray casual suit. His eyes were gently curved, and his lips were in a perfect smile, revealing a casual and elegant temperament.

"I am Fang Zhiyi."

“…”

Jiang Wu looked at his outstretched hand and retrieved the name from the corner of his memory: Fang Zhiyi, the third son of the Fang family, the current executive president of the Heguang Group, and the actual controller of Star Entertainment.

Fang Zhiyi raised his eyebrows.

Jiang Wu shook his hand and said, "Hello."

The two men sat down face to face. Jiang Wu glanced at the empty restaurant and thought that since the restaurant was so empty, if they couldn't reach an agreement on the deal, he could just take action instead of using spells.

Fang Zhiyi noticed his action and smiled, "I booked the entire restaurant."

Jiang Wu certainly didn't know that booking the entire restaurant required not only money but also identity, so he just replied indifferently, "Oh."

“…”

Fang Zhiyi smiled and asked, "Have Mr. Jiang and Han been here before?"

Jiang Wu was stunned. He thought the other party wanted to discuss the contract, but he didn't expect that he mentioned Han Zhong. "Do you know Han Zhong?"

"Of course, we grew up together."

"Then Zhou Changming..."

“We grew up together.”

Jiang Wu was a little surprised, "I haven't heard him mention it."

Fang Zhiyi's smile faltered, "...You never mentioned it once?"

"Um."

"Where's Zhou Changming?"

"He mentioned it once."

When Han Zhong was hospitalized before, he heard Zhou Changming mention Fang Zhiyi while he was half asleep and half awake. He suspected that he was the one who ordered Lu Linhe to assassinate Han Zhong, but he couldn't say it.

Fang Zhiyi's expression became better, and he smiled helplessly, "Han Zhong has had a weird temper since he was a child, and only Zhou Changming can tolerate him."

Jiang Wu didn't respond and asked, "My contract with the stars is not enough to alarm Mr. Fang. Why did you ask me to come here today——"

"I asked you to come here today to discuss the contract, but we can also talk about other things." Fang Zhiyi raised his hand to signal the waiter to serve the dishes, and then raised his chin towards the tall glass in front of Jiang Wu, "Taste?"

Jiang Wu did not move. "Mr. Fang, thank you for your kindness. I don't like drinking. Let's talk business."

"I've heard about Lin Yaohui's story. I really didn't know him well, but I couldn't do anything about it. You know, I started Stars for fun when I was in college. I never thought it would turn out this way. But I had a family business to take over, so I really couldn't take care of Stars. So I handed it over to my then-partner, who was also my college classmate, Lin Yaohui."

Fang Zhiyi sighed, "It's a pity that he failed to live up to my expectations and caused such a big scandal for the star."

Jiang Wu said nothing, waiting for his next words.

"I know you have lost confidence in Stars, but if Stars is willing to give you an S-level contract, are you willing to renew your contract with Stars?"

"Although the Stars suffered a bit of a setback before, they are not so short of people. Why would Mr. Fang want to keep a small actor like me?"

"Of course it's because I have a keen eye and can see at a glance that you, Jiang Wu, will become a top star in the future—" Fang Zhiyi paused, and raised his lips slightly, "Did you think I would say that?"

Jiang Wu looked at him quietly without saying anything.

"The entertainment industry has never lacked pearls, but what it lacks is people who know how to recognize them. As for why you were chosen, it's of course because you are close to Han Zhong."

Fang Zhiyi looked at him without hiding anything. "I heard that Han Zhong took a man away from my hotel in front of everyone. I was a little curious about what kind of man he was. I happened to know that he was from Stars, so I used the contract to find him out. Not bad. Han Zhong may not be good at other things, but he has good taste."

The arrogance in his words was not concealed at all. Jiang Wuyi's expression, which had softened at first because of the fact that he and Han Zhong were childhood friends, also faded. "People have seen it, isn't it time to talk about the contract?"

"The contract is a small matter." Fang Zhiyi said nonchalantly, "How much did Han Zhong give you?"

Jiang Wu's eyes were slightly cold, "What?"

"As far as I know, your resources have always been poor. After the fallout with the stars, you only took on a variety show and a TV series male sixth role. So Han Zhong didn't arrange any resources for you?"

Fang Zhiyi didn't notice the change in his expression, and said to himself, "But that's true. A nerd like him knows nothing about the entertainment industry. How can he know about resources? Was that money given directly?"

"Given his net worth, he should make at least seven figures a year, right? No? Then what about the six figures——"

"Mr. Fang," Jiang Wu interrupted him softly, "We'd better get down to business before my patience runs out."

Fang Zhiyi thought he was pretending to be calm and smiled nonchalantly, "What? What happens when your patience runs out? Do you still want to beat me?"

Jiang Wu raised his eyes calmly, "Does Mr. Fang know Yan Wenxiong?"

"That real estate upstart? I heard he was fired and is still in the hospital. What happened?"

"I'm a jerk."

“…”

Fang Zhiyi's smile froze slightly, "Are you kidding?"

Jiang Wu did not explain. He picked up the table knife, twirled it between his slender fingers, and then gently swung it towards the wine glass. The next second, a corner of the transparent and thin tall wine glass fell on the table. The cut was smooth and the rest of the glass was not broken at all.

“…”

Fang Zhiyi felt an inexplicable pain in his body. He subconsciously put his legs together and coughed lightly. "Well, what I mean is very simple. Han Zhong is a man who doesn't understand romance and is a prostitute. He won't care about your life or death, and he knows nothing about the entertainment industry. You might as well come with me. Star can give you the best treatment."

"If you want money, I can give you double what he gave you."

"No need."

Jiang Wu threw the knife away, brushed off his clothes and stood up. "My contract with Stars will expire in one year. During this period, I don't expect Stars to provide me with resources, but I also hope that Stars won't play tricks on me and that we can be well. If we really want to fall out, I have nothing to worry about. I will be the first one to look for you when the time comes."

“…”

Fang Zhiyi forced a smile and said, "I didn't say that I wouldn't let you take on any roles. Isn't this just a negotiation?"

Jiang Wu glanced at him expressionlessly and walked towards the restaurant door. However, after taking a few steps, he suddenly heard Fang Zhiyi curse in a low voice, "What a bad taste that Han, the housekeeper, has..."

Jiang Wu paused, turned around and walked back.

Fang Zhiyi was startled by him, "...What are you doing?"

"What did you say?"

"What what?"

Jiang Wu returned to his seat, picked up the knife, and cut the plate in front of him in half with one stroke. "Why do you say Han Zhong is a bad luck?"

Fang Zhiyi: “…”

Mad, this is the first time I want to call the police.