Chapter 9: Acquiring Jiaxing for Three Yuan!

After saying this, the other party hung up the phone. Listening to the busy signal on the line, Zeng Jia stood frozen in place, unable to regain her composure for a long time. The name "Baoli Group" kept echoing in her mind.

Although Zeng Jia was the owner of an entertainment company, she knew a bit about Baoli Group. After all, it was one of the country's four major conglomerates—a powerhouse involved in dozens of industries, excelling even in military exports. Her own entertainment company was like an ant in front of an elephant compared to theirs.

No wonder her major investor was so fearful of them.

But Zeng Jia was puzzled. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t understand how she had offended such a giant. How could an ant make an enemy of an elephant? The gap between them was immense.

“Director Zeng, have you made up your mind?”

Hearing Wang Mian’s voice, Zeng Jia finally snapped back to reality. Her beautiful eyes looked at him, filled with disbelief and a hint of fear. She couldn’t imagine that this young man before her was from Baoli Group.

Taking a deep breath, Zeng Jia slowly approached Wang Mian, her voice much softer than before: “Mr. Wang, I…”

Wang Mian smiled and interrupted gently, “Don’t be nervous, Director Zeng. Please, have a seat and let’s talk.”

Zeng Jia swallowed hard. How could she not be nervous? She was still trembling over what she had just said. If she truly offended Baoli Group, she wouldn’t even know how she’d end up.

“Mr. Wang, I honestly don’t know where I went wrong,” she mustered the courage to ask clearly. “Your company should look down on my small-scale business, right? Could you please explain? I want to understand my mistake and be clear about it.”

Leaning against a pillar behind the stone bench, Wang Mian said calmly, “Yang Mi.”

At the mention of Yang Mi’s name, Zeng Jia was stunned, her face full of confusion.

Yang Mi?

Zeng Jia had considered countless possibilities for offending Baoli Group, but she never expected it to be related to Yang Mi.

Yang Mi was just a celebrity with no significant background. Besides, how could she possibly be connected to Baoli Group?

For Zeng Jia, it was almost surreal. The social strata between these two parties were worlds apart.

“Mr. Wang…” Zeng Jia’s mind went blank. She had no idea what was going on but tried to explain, “Yang Mi left Jiaxing simply because of the contract…”

Before she could finish, Wang Mian cut her off.

“Director Zeng, if there’s no problem, let’s sign the contract.”

As soon as he spoke, a young man beside him handed over a contract.

Faced with the situation, Zeng Jia couldn’t process it at all. Everything had happened so suddenly, leaving her unprepared. But thinking of the words from her major investor, she dared not hesitate. The other party was Baoli Group, and if she offended them, she wouldn’t only face their wrath—her own investors would destroy her too.

“Alright.”

After the shock, Zeng Jia took the contract with a face ashen as ash. She skimmed through it casually and signed it. As for the contents, reading them seemed utterly pointless.

“Mr. Wang, I sincerely apologize for the matter with Yang Mi!” After signing, Zeng Jia earnestly tried to mend the relationship. “Therefore, we will not charge a single cent for the transfer of Jiaxing Media. Would that be acceptable as an apology?”

Although Zeng Jia knew she had no right to appease Baoli Group, she did this purely to avoid their resentment. If they were dissatisfied in any way, she would be doomed.

As for the company’s loss, she didn’t care much. After all, someone else was footing the bill behind the scenes; she was merely a steward.

Wang Mian flicked the ash from his cigarette and smiled faintly. “That won’t do. I accept the contract, but I’ll cover the related costs.”

“Technically, Director Zeng, you should pay for the contract paper, so settle the printing fee with yourself.”

Zeng Jia was utterly baffled as a young man came forward and placed three one-yuan coins in front of her.

Looking at the three yuan on the table, Zeng Jia felt a burning flush on her face—the awkwardness and humiliation made her want to disappear into the cracks of the earth.

After a moment of stunned silence, Zeng Jia forced a faint smile. “Th… thank you, Mr. Wang.”

Wang Mian nodded solemnly, pocketed the contract, and said, “If there’s nothing else, please leave.”

With that, he got into a Rolls-Royce, and the car slowly drove away, leaving Zeng Jia staring blankly at the three coins.

Three yuan—that was the price for selling Jiaxing...

Zeng Jia could already imagine the shock the entertainment industry would feel once the news of Jiaxing’s acquisition broke.

And it was all... because of Yang Mi.

“Yang Mi…” Zeng Jia furrowed her brows deeply. She could not fathom why Yang Mi was connected to Baoli Group.

Zeng Jia was well aware of Yang Mi’s family background: aside from being a celebrity, she was essentially an ordinary person.

Could it be that she was hiding some kind of identity?

Lost in wild speculation, Zeng Jia finally gave a bitter smile.

What had happened had already happened. No matter how much she thought or regretted, it was useless.

After gathering her thoughts, Zeng Jia got into her car and hurried straight to the company.

Since the company had been transferred, she had to notify someone.

...

Meanwhile, inside the office building of Jiaxing Media, a spacious lounge was filled with some signed artists chatting.

During breaks, the company’s artists liked to enjoy afternoon tea in the lounge, living a leisurely life.

“Sister Yufei, I heard you signed a contract with Estée Lauder for endorsement?”

A third-tier celebrity said enviously, “That’s amazing! I heard the signing fee alone was over five million!”

Another artist chimed in, “Our Miss Yufei’s talent is undeniable. I bet Director Zeng will arrange for her to star in a movie next.”

“I heard Yang Mi was the one collaborating before. I always said Yang Mi didn’t have that capability. Looks like I was right.”

“Heh, Yang Mi can’t even be compared to our Sister Yufei.”

A group of artists openly praised Wu Yufei like she was a star.

Wu Yufei was at the height of her popularity and a favorite of Jiaxing, so those beneath her naturally flattered her.

She accepted the flattery with pride, smiling smugly: “Heh, with me here, naturally there’s room for everyone.”

“Yang Mi is good-looking, but she lacks in many other areas. I’m not targeting her—it’s just the truth.”

Her lofty words made Wu Yufei feel a boost in her own status.

Those around her readily agreed.

Just then, the company’s deputy general manager entered.

“Everyone, quickly head to the meeting room. Director Zeng has an important announcement.”

The deputy stood at the door and said, “You all must be there within three minutes.”

Wu Yufei and the others were momentarily stunned, then smiled.

“General Manager Zhang, what’s the rush?”

An artist nearby smiled and said, “Sister Yufei, could it be a praise meeting for you? Are they giving out bonuses?”

Wu Yufei laughed, “Nonsense.”

Though she said that, her heart was already bursting with anticipation. She was eager for the meeting, hoping Director Zeng would do something big for her.

The deputy manager, unaware of the actual topic, smiled lightly: “Heh, you’ll find out once you get there. Just hurry up.”

Hearing this, Wu Yufei felt even more confident that everything was going to be fine.

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