Chapter 31: Her Manager Can Only Be Me

Early in the morning, Ying Jing wreaked havoc on Wen Fucheng’s cup.

Before leaving the house, she even bumped into the corner of the door.

Wei Yi was waiting for her downstairs in the car.

Once inside, she urged her best friend to leave quickly.

“Why are you in such a rush? It’s not like there are wolves or tigers chasing you.”

It was pretty much the same thing.

Ying Jing took out her lipstick to touch up.

Wei Yi, who was focused on driving, slammed on the brakes upon seeing this. “Having this much fun so early in the morning? Did you bite your makeup off?”

Ying Jing rolled her eyes at Wei Yi; she wished that were the case.

“I just left in a hurry and forgot to put on lipstick.”

It was a serious competition. Her time slot was in the morning, and she figured she’d have to wait in line for a while once she got there.

“What about Wen Fucheng?”

“He went to the company, of course.”

“Do you think he might show up at the venue?”

“Probably not. He’s very busy.”

“Are you stupid? When a man says he’s busy, it depends on who he’s talking to. If he doesn’t care about you, he’ll think you’re wasting his life even if you message him while he’s taking a dump. If he cares about you, he’ll be desperately replying to your messages even while he’s taking a dump.”

Well said, but don’t say it again next time.

“It’s better if he doesn’t go. If he does, I’m afraid I’ll get nervous.”

Besides, Wen Fucheng didn’t even know she had a competition today; she hadn’t told him she was participating.

It was the last day of the auditions, so there were far fewer people than in previous days.

Still, quite a few people came to watch the spectacle, along with some media reporters and the like.

If they encountered a particularly impressive contestant, they would seize the buzz early on.

As part of the "friends and family" group, Wei Yi couldn't enter the venue and had to wait outside.

Ying Jing wore a hat and sat in a corner, keeping a low profile.

Occasionally, passersby would glance at her. The young girl was dressed in designer brands, and her hat covered most of her face, making it hard to see her full appearance. Her figure was excellent, but she didn't stand out too much here—after all, it was still a world that judged by looks.

Until someone called her name.

Ying Jing walked onto the stage, took off her hat, and gave a brief introduction. As the music started, her dance moves were soft and graceful, and the moment she opened her mouth to sing, she conquered the judges sitting below.

Having watched quite a few similar performances, everyone was a bit tired.

Suddenly, someone so stunning appeared that everyone instantly perked up.

Aside from the staff, the audition venue was filled with judges.

In her previous life, Ying Jing could remain calm even when facing tens of thousands of people, so she wasn't afraid at all right now.

When the song ended, everyone was still wanting more and kept her there to ask several questions.

So much so that her performance time was much longer than the others.

One judge even bluntly stated that as long as she stepped into this industry and worked hard, there would definitely be a place for her on the road to stardom.

Living a second life, Ying Jing knew exactly what she wanted.

Being "Zen" was out of the question.

What belonged to her, what she wanted—she would grasp it all in her hands.

The young, beautiful girl possessed a natural, innate aura, and she secured her spot in the next round without any effort.

Little did she know that someone in the corner of the venue had been watching her for a long time. As soon as Ying Jing walked out of the venue doors, she was intercepted.

“Hello, I’m Gao Dai from Yuanshi Entertainment. You might not be very familiar with me, but you must have heard of the artists I manage. Xue Yuan, Shang Chen, and Cheng Yuanyuan were all brought up by me. Miss Ying’s performance just now was brilliant; I wonder if you could give me a chance to have tea with you.”

Xue Yuan was currently a popular traffic star in China.

Shang Chen was a powerhouse Best Actor who had won two international awards, and Cheng Yuanyuan had also earned the title of Best Actress this year thanks to a hit TV drama.

These were all people she had worked with in her past life.

Gao Dai.

How could she ever forget him?

In her previous life, he was the one who personally signed Ying Jing into Yuanshi Entertainment.

He was also the one who eventually betrayed her, causing her to lose hundreds of millions.

Before, she had no choice; even knowing there was a pit ahead, she had to jump.

“Sorry, I don’t think that’s necessary.”

“Miss Ying, it’s not very polite to refuse before you’ve even learned about us, is it? Although our company isn’t as big as Huangchao Entertainment, we never treat our artists poorly. If you come, it will definitely be an S-class contract.”

An S-class contract was essentially a contract for an A-list artist.

Ying Jing believed Yuanshi Entertainment had the capability, because once they discovered an artist had the potential to be a hit—or was already a hit—they would desperately try to fleece that sheep for all it was worth.

They would scramble to take on scripts and endorsements, wishing they could make you work twenty-four hours a day to earn money.

Until there was nothing left of value on you.

Then, they would abandon you and send you to the bed of some profitable wealthy businessman.

Back then, Ying Jing had to film, chase Lu Zishu, and occasionally go crazy to sabotage the female lead.

She admired herself for that.

It was a miracle she lived until she was thirty before dying.

In her past life, Yuanshi Entertainment was a reputable company, and later, because of Ying Jing, the company became famous too. The money she earned alone was enough to support the entire company.

Yuanshi Entertainment eventually became one of the top three entertainment companies in China.

Ying Jing and Gao Dai didn't have any deep-seated grudges; he had been good to her once, but he just loved money more.

If not for the things he did to scheme against her later, she didn't think she would want to strangle him just by seeing him now.

“I already have plans, so don’t trouble yourself.”

If she couldn't make it in the entertainment industry, she could just go home and inherit a hundred-billion-dollar fortune!

“Is it Huangchao Entertainment? Forgive me for being blunt, but Huangchao has so many artists that only the top few get good resources. The rest are just scraps; without some connections, it’s not easy to get ahead. Someone with your beauty, Miss Ying, will likely be devoured before you even step into the industry.”

Did he think she was a mosquito? That anyone could just slap her?

“So what? If I were afraid, I wouldn’t have come. There are plenty of other choices over there; you can go take a look.” Wei Yi was still waiting for her outside, so Ying Jing didn't linger and walked quickly toward the exit.

What a stubborn, thick-headed girl.

Gao Dai felt it was such a pity.

This was definitely a great talent with the potential to be a huge star.

Ying Jing’s appearance made everyone who followed look dull in comparison.

“How was it? Did you do well?” Wei Yi was even more nervous than her outside.

Ying Jing showed her the badge.

“I advanced.”

Wei Yi hugged her excitedly.

“My bestie is just amazing! Wait until you get rich and support me!”

Thinking of everything Wei Yi did for her in her past life, Ying Jing wrapped her arm around her shoulder in a domineering way.

“That’s a given. When I become famous, will you be my manager?” Ying Jing asked tentatively.

Wei Yi wasn't joking either, smiling and saying, “Yes, yes!”

The two planned to go celebrate and have lunch outside.

As Ying Jing left, laughing and joking with her best friend, she didn't know that people were already starting to tug-of-war over her ownership in the entertainment industry.

After watching Ying Jing’s performance, Xie Weisi had only two words.

“Stunning.”

He came here to find the best female lead in his mind.

He hadn't felt it when they met earlier, but on stage, Ying Jing was like a different person. Some people were born for the camera, and her existence perfectly illustrated that.

“I haven’t seen someone with such strong plasticity in the entertainment industry for a long time. I must sign her to my studio.”

Xie Weisi’s studio was under the umbrella of Huangchao Entertainment; it was ostensibly earning money for Huangchao, so logically, Wen Fucheng shouldn't refuse.

“Since you tacitly allowed her to participate in the competition, it’s clear you’ve already considered signing her to the company. Since you’ll need to pick a manager for her anyway, why not consider me?”

Setting everything else aside, Xie Weisi was worth it.

But Wen Fucheng never had that intention from the start.

“She doesn’t need a manager.”

“What?” Xie Weisi thought something was wrong with his ears. What artist doesn’t need a manager?

Wen Fucheng turned off the recording of the competition that Zhang Yang had sent from the scene.

“If there has to be one, it can only be me.”

Xie Weisi:...