Ch 206: Second Sister, Annoyed And Embarrassed: Aren’t You Being A Bit Too Greedy?

“Wu, the superficially unmarried man, is probably quite chaotic privately. He divorced his ex-wife because of his agent, and then the female agent also divorced. Afterward, the two were seen wearing matching outfits, shoes, hats, and bags… tsk tsk tsk.”

“No wonder! Now that Jing Xin is explosively popular, the agent feels cheated and is directly jumping out to attack Young Master Cao.”

“Can he tolerate this? Any Tom, Dick, or Harry can ride the wave? What’s-his-name agent thinks he’s Little Steel Cannon? What caliber is he to smear my husband?”

“Go for her.”

Originally, Cao Cheng’s fans, who were eating melons, quickly joined the battle—they had nothing better to do anyway.

Agent Ren was directly blasted to the point of questioning her life choices.

With Young Master Cao’s fans leading the charge, other fans followed suit, using all kinds of foul language.

Some people also started digging up pictures. From Taiwan, they actually found quite a few pictures of Wu and the agent interacting.

They looked intimate no matter how you looked at them.

This melon is delicious! One divorced his wife, and the other divorced her husband. This makes one have to wonder.

However,

this has also generated popularity.

……

Afternoon.

A certain hotel.

The female agent, with bare legs and a laptop resting on them, was checking online reviews.

Old Wu beside her had a furrowed brow: “It’s gotten so big, it’s not going to be easy to resolve, is it?”

“Hehehe, anti-fans are also fans; negative topics are also topics.”

The female agent chuckled: “How much money can you make in Taiwan? With just the stores and companies we’ve opened… the publicized profits are considerable, but nobody knows the exact figures, don’t you?”

“And Mainland China, such a huge market…”

“Do you think I helped you find resources here just to make you famous?”

“Artists only make a small amount of money?”

“What I want is reputation! The three of you teaming up before was good timing; everyone benefited from Little Flying Tiger’s fame for half a lifetime, but that fame will eventually fade.”

“Do you remember when you were on the Spring Festival Gala two years ago? It was a huge sensation, but after the Gala, didn’t everything return to normal? Look, does anyone want the three of you to reunite now?”

“Little Flying Tiger, past its prime!”

“No longer.”

“Fans don’t care anymore.”

“The old fans are old, the dead are dead. Now, a bunch of young people have no aesthetic sense whatsoever. Who knows you?”

“Only Su is still doing okay. He’s smart; he’s always been in Mainland China. To succeed in Mainland China, look at the trash film and television dramas Su has been in these past two years.”

“Finding Liu Sanjie?”

“And what else? The new Kangding Love Song?”

“What are these?”

“But it doesn’t matter what kind of trash he shoots; as long as he can win awards, that’s his cleverness.”

“He looks younger than you, more cheerful, better at acting, and his public image is incredibly good…”

As the agent spoke, Old Wu’s expression darkened.

He wasn’t angry at the agent.

He knew this woman’s personality; she says what she thinks.

But he blamed Su for this simmering anger.

People are afraid of comparison.

Not to mention comparing to others, at least within the three members of Little Flying Tiger, there’s comparison.

When people mention one, they will think of the other two.

In other words, the better Su does, the worse the other two look in comparison.

This is an inescapable reality.

Seeing Old Wu’s worsening complexion,

“Do you regret following me? Then go find Su; he can satisfy you.”

The female agent also knew she couldn’t say any more; any more and she would really anger him.

Over the years, she knew his personality too well.

The female agent giggled, extended her leg, rubbed the sole of her foot on his face, and said softly, “Alright, you’re the most handsome of the three, otherwise, how could people love you to death?”

This appeasement worked.

Afterward,

The female agent said, “So, we’re not steaming buns, we’re fighting for face. We want popularity, we want to become famous again in Mainland China. No matter what our reputation is like in Taiwan, at least in Mainland China, your public image isn’t bad.”

Old Wu understood what the agent was saying.

“The Mainland market is huge, far beyond anything Taiwan can compare to.”

“Getting famous again is key.”

“Then we can make money from fans without any effort.”

“Fans are mindless.”

“If we don’t take their money, whose money will we take?”

“But the prerequisite is to become famous, to have a name.”

“Plus your past nostalgic appeal; that can attract many new fans.”

As the agent prattled on, Old Wu nodded continuously.

This was originally an opportunity. Although the film remuneration for Jing Xin wasn’t high—it was even very low, almost insulting—

it was at least adapted from a relatively popular novel and had a fan base.

This was the reason they agreed to star in it.

But unexpectedly…

they were ultimately replaced.

After the agent finished her rant, Old Wu mused, “The problem is, if we directly attack Cao Cheng, will there be consequences? I’ve heard that he’s not only rich but also petty. If he bans me, although it won’t completely ruin my career, we’ll only be able to return to Taiwan.”

“It won’t be that serious.”

The female agent also had a slight worry in her heart, but on the surface, she said, “We didn’t name names, and we didn’t tell lies; we were just temporarily replaced. We almost signed the contract…”

“Besides, now that Jing Xin is so popular, even if we didn’t participate, we can use this incident to make you the ‘victim’ and gain a lot of sympathy.”

“Sympathy?” Old Wu pointed to the laptop: “Everyone is cursing you and me; this is sympathy?”

The female agent chuckled: “Sympathy for the weak is human nature. The more we are cursed, the more people will sympathize with us later. So, we shouldn’t respond now.”

“Wait for the right time.”

“When the time is right, you will appear in the public eye. Remember, when you do an interview, don’t get angry, don’t frown. Act helpless, express that you didn’t know about this, that it was my agent who did it, and you must apologize to the other party sincerely, so that the fans will sympathize with you.”

Old Wu finally relaxed.

That’s good.

As long as they don’t really offend him.

After all, Old Wu had met Young Master Cao once before. He remembered that Young Master Cao chatted and laughed with the leaders at CCTV.

He’s the richest person, the youngest richest person.

He has cinema chains, capital, a media company, and a cosmetics brand that’s currently at the peak of its popularity.

Could he afford to offend such a person?

Forget about the fact that he doesn’t have much money. Even if he did, even if he bragged about making several hundred million a year… he’s still no match for the other party.

As for pushing the blame for this incident onto the agent, that’s standard operating procedure.

Everyone in the industry does it.

What’s the use of an agent team if they don’t take the blame?

In short,

an artist’s aura cannot be tarnished or damaged.

“You’re so great, Yue’er.”

“Now you know I’m good? Humph.”

“Hehe, I’ve always known you’re the best.”

The two quickly started making out…

Rolling around on the side, the laptop was left aside unattended.

Half an hour later.

Both of them were satisfied and continued to discuss the problem.

They discussed how to deceive fans, how to gain sympathy, and ideally, how to establish an agency in Mainland China and sign some Mainland artists.

To elevate their status.

After all, Mainland China’s development is getting better and faster…

Right.

They could also cooperate with that little brat Su, borrowing his popularity.

That kid Su, his public image is really good.

No way, whether it’s Little Flying Tiger’s Little Tiger or the Fifth Brother, they are all nostalgic figures for the fans.

And he’s been a best man everywhere, his connections within the industry are unbelievably good.

……

“Hiss~”

This is eye-searing!

Cao Cheng watched an unknown video. This half hour… well,

he had to admire Old Wu.

Although he’s not young, his skills are really good.

Although he himself only took five minutes to solve the problem,

he didn’t just pull up his pants and leave; instead, he spent more than twenty minutes using his skills to make everyone happy…

Putting aside everything else, just this approach alone has already surpassed ninety-five percent of men.

No wonder the agent is willing to divorce and follow him.

It’s not without reason.

Everyone has their own strengths.

Young Master Cao was even impressed.

He would call him: Wu, the Golden Finger, Long!

It seems he is also a disciple of Teng Ying.

“Ah…”

“Are you trying to kill me? Watching this stuff…”

Slap slap slap—

Three slaps in a row.

Cao Cheng rubbed his shoulder, wincing.

It didn’t hurt.

But there had to be a response.

The person who came was Second Sister.

Today, Mother Ren and Old Cao took the little one to the hospital, saying it was for a checkup or a vaccine or something. Cao Cheng didn’t go.

He was drinking tea at home alone.

As the youngest gradually grew up, the home returned to its former state. Those who should work, worked; those who should drink tea, drank tea. It didn’t matter who worked or who slacked off; the main thing was that the division of labor was different, there was no high or low, noble or humble.

Therefore,

today Young Master Cao was still drinking tea in the living room. He couldn’t help it; it was raining outside, and he couldn’t stay in the backyard.

Second Sister returned. With the sound of the rain outside, it felt somewhat stealthy.

Perhaps Young Master Cao was too engrossed in what he was watching, too fascinated, and was studying the techniques, when he was caught red-handed by Second Sister from behind.

The scene in the video was too obvious.

Two maggots wriggling there.

You could see them clearly from afar.

Glistening white…

……

Second Sister delivered three consecutive attacks.

Then she stared at Cao Cheng with dislike, her tone slightly annoyed: “Are you that hungry? How long has Tang Xin been gone?”

“……”

Cao Cheng was clearly misunderstood.

Hungry?

Hungry for what?

Tang Xin had just returned last month.

And she also has a young mixed-race child.

If he hadn’t politely refused Lingling before, there would be three now.

Of course,

the reason he politely refused Lingling was because he didn’t want to hurt her, and he didn’t want to cause family strife.

But the mixed-race child was different.

Cao Cheng didn’t have any feelings for her; she was just a tool.

So there was no question of accepting or rejecting her, because he wouldn’t bring her home anyway.

This is the essential difference between the mixed-race child and Lingling.

“No, this…”

“Alright, don’t explain. I understand this, but you should watch it in your room secretly. Why are you watching it in the living room? Aren’t you afraid of being seen?” Second Sister was feeling self-satisfied; she thought she was especially understanding.

Cao Cheng was curious, raising an eyebrow: “You understand this? Do you usually…”

“I don’t,” Second Sister immediately interrupted Cao Cheng, her face indignant: “I warn you, stop thinking nonsense.”