Good news! My sister Lin finally stopped being abstract today!

Chapter 46 Xu Yihan, Aote

The spring breeze blows and it grows again; to cut the weeds, you must remove them at the root.

Back in Qingcheng, Lin Zhihao sent a message to the paparazzi on her phone, revealing all of Xu Yihan's dirty secrets.

Xu Yihan's company quickly responded with public relations measures, but the impact was still significant.

In the office of Shihui Entertainment, Xu Yihan, who was smashing things, was stopped by Lin He with a slap.

"Stop smashing things! You've got a lot of dirt on you right now. The most important thing is to minimize the impact. What's the point of getting angry?"

Xu Yihan covered her face and collapsed to the ground.

His expression was vicious. "Damn it, I'm not done with them!"

She could only turn things around by begging that one person, and the thought of that person made Xu Yihan tremble all over.

Unlike Xu Yihan's situation.

Lin Zhihao's top priority upon returning to Qingcheng was, of course, to go home and find her beloved mother, Mo'er.

"Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy!" Lin Zhihao nestled in her mother's arms on the sofa in the living room of the He residence, writhing like a maggot.

"Hey, I'm here, I'm here," Mrs. He patted Lin Zhihao's head, smoothing her hair back and forth.

Mr. He was reading the newspaper on the side, not even glancing at the mother and daughter. "Hmph! I can't bear to look."

Ignoring Mr. He's cold snort, Lin Zhihao continued to cuddle with Mrs. He and act coquettishly, and Mrs. He responded again and again.

"La la la, la la la, I am..."

Lin Zhihao answered the phone after it had rang three times, "Hello?"

"Shen Zhihao!!!!" Berlin roared like a lioness.

Lin Zhihao took the phone away from her ear.

"Do you know how much trouble you've caused me? Huh? You had to go after the filming was already done, do you know how much you've cost me?!"

"Overtime pay for the entire crew will be deducted from Shi Xingchen's salary!!"

Shi Xingchen, who was feeding Shi Lingling at the sanatorium, sneezed loudly.

Shi Lingling tilted her head. "Brother, are you sick?"

Shi Xingchen rubbed her nose. "No, I guess someone is thinking about my brother."

Lin Zhihao quietly turned down the volume on her phone. "Godfather, I can explain!"

Berlin: "What are you explaining? Do you know how hard it is to edit videos? Now there's another step: background removal!"

Mr. He stared at Lin Zhihao with schadenfreude. Lin Zhihao felt guilty and replied ingratiatingly, "I'll reimburse you, I'll definitely reimburse you."

"Godfather, please forgive me this time for Godmother's sake, okay? As Godmother's dearest husband, you will definitely forgive Godmother's dearest daughter, right?"

Berlin: "Hmph!"

"You'd better clean it up properly, or I'll have done all that work for nothing!"

Lin Zhihao grinned, "Yes!! Received!!!"

Berlin hung up the phone after saying that.

"Done." Lin Zhihao slipped her phone into the sofa cushions and continued to whine to He's mother, "Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy!"

Laughter filled the living room as He Yifan, engrossed in his work, remained in his room.

He Yifan's inner monologue: Damn homework, I'll give you a good beating.

Xu Yihan acts like a diva

Xu Yihan's workplace bullying

Xu Yihan, get out of the entertainment industry!

In just one day, various hashtags related to Xu Yihan became trending topics.

As the saying goes, "When a wall falls, everyone pushes it down," and various secretly filmed videos of Xu Yihan have been leaked.

Inside a conference room at Shihui Entertainment, a series of crackling sounds erupted.

"Why? Why won't they help me? I'm the company's cash cow! Why should the company ask me to take a break!"

To put it nicely, it's a rest; to put it bluntly, it's being sidelined.

Lin He stood beside Xu Yihan without saying a word. As a result, Lin He was almost fired by the company.

"Hmph, I've told you to keep a low profile all this time, but you wouldn't listen. You just keep offending people everywhere. Now no one can save you. The person above said you have to stay hidden for me!"

"If you're not willing, there are plenty of others who are. The entertainment industry changes too quickly; no one is irreplaceable."

"If you know what's good for you, take the compensation and get out!"

The man in the main seat watched Xu Yihan's outburst without giving her a kind look, even though he had previously called her a little princess. She really thinks she is!

Xu Yihan was indignant and wanted to protest, but was taken away by the security guards the man had called in.

"Is there anything else?" The man raised an eyebrow coldly, looking at Lin He, who was still standing in front of him.

"Mr. Wu, please give me another chance. I...I promise, I will do my job well." Lin He knelt down with a thud.

She can't be laid off; she needs money; she can't live the life she used to have with only a guaranteed minimum wage.

"Do you know where the problem lies this time?" the man asked coldly, leaning back in his seat.

"The mistake...the mistake was that I shouldn't have provoked them!" Lin He lowered her eyes.

“Heh…” John Woo laughed.

He slammed the documents on the table at Lin He, yelling, "Idiot!"

Lin He had no way to avoid it and had to endure it.

"Your mistake was not only failing to manage your artists properly, but also failing to clean up the mess, and even daring to openly provoke them without knowing their background."

Lin He knelt on the ground, trembling, not daring to meet the eyes of the man in front of her.

"I'll give you a week to find someone who can replace Xu Yihan." John Woo lit a cigarette.

He took a drag, exhaled, and said, "Get lost!"

Lin He scrambled out of the meeting room.

"Lou Su? Heh, interesting."

In the afternoon, Lin Zhihao picked up Shi Xingchen and returned to the company.

"Sister Nani!" Lin Zhihao rushed straight to Nani's office as soon as she entered the office area.

"Come on in, have a seat." Lin Zhihao plopped down on the sofa.

Looking at the thick stack of business invitations on the coffee table.

Wow, so many!

“Ever since ‘I Know I Like You’ aired, these business opportunities have come knocking on our door.”

"Magazines, variety shows, reality shows, and even music programs?"

"Sister Nani, Brother Lou, have some tea." While Nani and Lin Zhihao were talking, Shi Xingchen took charge of pouring the tea.

After spending time together, Nani has become accustomed to the way Lin Zhihao and Shi Xingchen interact. Lou Su has more say and decision-making power than Shi Xingchen herself regarding Shi Xingchen's development.

Nani: "With the new drama airing, we need continuous exposure from Xingchen. We've already received two commercial offers, one of which is for a regular guest role. So my suggestion is to take on more scripts."

Lin Zhihao nodded in agreement. Indeed, Xingchen Development's main focus should still be on acting; too many commercial activities would only deviate from its intended path.

“But all the scripts that have come to me so far are campus dramas, tsk…” Lin Zhihao flipped through a stack of scripts in her hand, all of them were youth campus dramas with male leads (or supporting roles).

Nani took a sip of tea and put down her teacup. "There's a production crew for a show called 'Shadow' that's recruiting actors. It's a martial arts drama written by the famous screenwriter Xi Dulin. However, you have to pass an audition to be accepted."

"This work is the old gentleman's final piece, so the requirements are very strict."

"Moreover, the production team clearly stated in the recruitment that those with martial arts skills and a foundation in martial arts have a higher chance of success."

Lin Zhihao found the script called "Shadow" that Nani had mentioned.

With his head down, he appeared to be reading the script, but in reality, he was recalling the description of the character Sidurin in the novel.

If she remembers correctly, one of the lead actors suddenly passed away before the filming of the series was completed, which prevented the series from airing. However, the book does not provide details about who died.