Chapter 7: Daddy Told Me to Become a Star Boss!

Wu Yufei nodded slightly, a trace of smugness curling at the corners of her mouth.

“Now I know what it means to be a drowning dog.”

“But Yang Mi still hasn’t changed—so arrogant and pretentious.”

“Sooner or later, I’ll have her under my feet.”

Zeng Jia cast Wu Yufei a cool glance. This woman was exactly like that: proud, petty, and fiercely vengeful. Yet, it was true she brought substantial profits to the company. She knew how to flatter, adapt, and stop at nothing for fame. Coupled with the powerful background of Wu Yufei’s boyfriend, Zeng Jia had made her a rising star at Jiaxing Media.

“Yang Mi has already left Jiaxing. There’s no chance she’ll win the wager agreement,” Zeng Jia said calmly. “I understand you want to target her, but don’t let it affect your work. Many things can’t be rushed.”

Wu Yufei smiled. “Director Zeng, I understand. Don’t worry, I will do my job well.”

“Oh, by the way, my boyfriend said that after you finish this busy period, he’d like to treat you to a meal.”

Zeng Jia raised an eyebrow faintly and replied coolly, “How could Mr. Chen treat us? When there’s time, you arrange a gathering; I’ll be the one to treat.”

Wu Yufei chuckled. “Alright, Director Zeng is so generous!”

Flattered by the praise, Zeng Jia smiled. “I know what you’re thinking. Don’t worry, once Yang Mi loses the wager, I’ll give you two percent.”

At these words, Wu Yufei’s eyes sparkled with excitement.

Two percent—that’s a full two percent!

Yang Mi’s wager agreement was worth five hundred million yuan. Two percent of that is ten million!

Though Wu Yufei was a popular star, ten million was still a hefty sum for any celebrity.

“Thank you, Director Zeng!” Wu Yufei said, thrilled and even more obsequious. “Director Zeng is truly magnanimous. This year, our company will surely reach new heights!”

Zeng Jia merely smiled. Her kindness toward Wu Yufei was not without calculation. With Yang Mi gone, naturally someone new needed support. Wu Yufei had a strong background, was cooperative, and was a popular star—a perfect cash cow to cultivate a good relationship with.

Just then, Zeng Jia’s phone buzzed.

She glanced at the caller ID, her expression tightening slightly. The caller was a major investor backing her.

“Hello, Mr. Zhang,” Zeng Jia greeted respectfully.

But soon, whatever was said on the other end turned her face tense.

After hanging up, Wu Yufei curiously asked, “Director Zeng, is something wrong?”

Zeng Jia shook her head. “Nothing serious. I’ll send you back to the company first. I have some matters to attend to.”

Seeing Zeng Jia’s unsettled expression, Wu Yufei knew something was amiss but dared not inquire further, quietly sitting aside.

...

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

Back at home, Yang Mi sat on the sofa, feeling downcast.

Encountering that repulsive woman Wu Yufei today had left her deeply uncomfortable.

“So infuriating, Sister Mi! That Wu Yufei is really despicable!” He Baibai stood up for Yang Mi. “She was blatantly insulting you!”

“She even dared to hit me—so arrogant and overbearing!”

Yang Mi comforted her. “It’s okay, don’t get upset over everything.”

“There’s nothing anyone can do about people like that.”

“For now, we have to focus on landing new roles and endorsements quickly, or this wager will never be fulfilled.”

Mentioning collaborations, He Baibai sighed dejectedly. “Many companies that worked with us before are now shutting us out.”

“Ever since you left Jiaxing, everyone in the circle has been deliberately distancing themselves.”

That’s how showbiz worked. When you had influence, everyone was eager to curry favor. But once you lost power, those same people would turn their backs, hoping you’d never rise again.

Yang Mi’s thoughts grew hazy as she stared at the empty room. Without Xuan Bao’er, it felt cold and lonely.

“I’ll video call Xuan Bao’er,” she said, pulling out her phone.

He Baibai nodded. Now, Xuan Bao’er was Yang Mi’s only emotional support.

The video call connected quickly. On the screen, Xuan Bao’er’s cheeks were flushed, smiling foolishly.

“Mommy~”

Xuan Bao’er was so happy that sweat dotted her forehead.

Curious, Yang Mi asked, “Baby, what are you doing? Why are you so tired?”

Xuan Bao’er giggled. “Mommy, I’m playing a game. It’s so fun! Do you want to play too?”

Seeing her daughter so joyful, Yang Mi’s frustration eased considerably.

“Don’t play too wildly, and don’t take off your clothes when you’re sweaty—you might catch a cold.”

“Is Daddy not with you?”

Xuan Bao’er smiled. “Daddy’s busy. He said he’s going to buy me a big...”

She paused, trying to recall exactly what Li Qing had said.

“Daddy said he’s going to buy me a movie theater so I can be the boss of big stars!”

“Mommy, Daddy is so amazing~”

Hearing this, Yang Mi smiled softly but shook her head inwardly. How could Li Qing deceive their child like that? Such empty promises only exploited the child’s trust.

She gently said, “Be good and study hard.”

Xuan Bao’er nodded obediently. “Xuan Bao’er remembers.”

“Mommy, when will you come visit me? Can you live with Daddy? His house is very big~”

As she spoke, Xuan Bao’er panned the camera around the living room.

The spacious room was filled with dazzling decorations, understated yet luxurious.

Yang Mi was momentarily stunned.

She remembered Li Qing lived in one compound, but judging by the size and décor, it seemed even larger and more extravagant than her own place at Tangchen Yipin!

“Mommy, do you want to sleep with Daddy?” Xuan Bao’er’s words pulled Yang Mi back from her reverie.

Feeling slightly awkward, she smiled warmly, coaxing, “No, Mommy has work to do now. I’ll come see you after a while.”

“If you don’t like living there, tell Mommy, and I’ll come get you.”

Xuan Bao’er nodded. “Okay, Mommy, I’m going to play now~”

Yang Mi smiled helplessly. “Alright, go have fun.”

After hanging up, Yang Mi breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing her daughter so happy comforted her.

...

Meanwhile, on the road, Zeng Jia could not find a reason to be happy.

After the investor’s call, she was informed to meet an important figure to discuss matters—specifically about Jiaxing Media.

This made Zeng Jia nervous.

“An important figure...” she whispered.

If the backing investor called someone an important figure, how significant could they be?

“Director Zeng, who are we meeting this time? The address is quite remote, in the eastern suburbs of Huangpu District,” her assistant Xiao Xiao said while driving.

“There don’t seem to be any restaurants or cafes there?”

Zeng Jia looked puzzled but said, “Alright, let’s get there as soon as possible.”

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