"From an entertainment company." Gu Chenan approached, and Su Qianmo whispered a reminder before releasing her hand from the phone.
"Ms. Su, are you still there?" The voice on the other end of the line came through again.
Su Qianmo switched the call to speaker and placed the phone in front of Gu Chenan, saying, "I'm sorry, the signal was bad just now, and I didn't catch that."
"No problem." The woman repeated, "I am from the Magic City Aile Entertainment Company, and I would like to inquire about the contact information of the leading actress in your company's advertisement."
"If we do sign a contract with her, we will also pay your company a referral fee."
Hearing this, Su Qianmo whispered to Gu Chenan, "Should we agree?"
Gu Chenan glanced back at Liu Mingrui and nodded, "Agree for now."
Su Qianmo nodded and spoke into the phone, "Alright, please wait a moment. I'll have her agent contact you."
The woman on the other end of the line sounded delighted, "Thank you so much, Ms. Su. If you ever need any artists in the future, feel free to ask, and I can give you a friendly price."
After hanging up, Su Qianmo put away her phone and asked with some confusion, "Are you really going to let Mingrui sign with that entertainment company?"
Gu Chenan shrugged, "Let's ask her first. If she doesn't want to, I won't force her."
"You're not afraid I'll really become a celebrity?" Liu Mingrui stood up from the sofa, crossing her arms with a fierce expression.
Gu Chenan raised an eyebrow, "Why should I be afraid?"
Liu Mingrui frowned, pouting, "Think carefully, aren't you afraid I'll look down on you in the future?"
"Well..." Gu Chenan spread his hands, "No, not at all."
"Why?" Liu Mingrui was puzzled.
Gu Chenan chuckled, "Because I know you very well."
"You, you..." Liu Mingrui was momentarily at a loss for words, pursing her lips, "You're quite perceptive."
"Should I call them back?" Gu Chenan took out his phone and asked.
Liu Mingrui wanted to say something but hesitated, eventually waving her hand impatiently, "Do what you want, why ask me?"
"Heh, sometimes you're quite stubborn." Gu Chenan smiled faintly and dialed the number from Su Qianmo's phone.
The call was picked up instantly, indicating the other party was waiting by the phone.
"Hello, I hear your company is interested in signing my artist?" Gu Chenan spoke calmly.
"Yes, yes, yes, may I ask how you are addressed?" The other party quickly asked.
"I'm Mr. Gu." Gu Chenan replied flatly.
"Mr. Gu, nice to meet you. Yes, you're right, we are interested in signing your artist. May I ask what her name is?"
"Well..." Gu Chenan hesitated, "Let's not disclose that for now. Tell me about your company, what's the contract duration, and how is the revenue split?"
The other party paused, then laughed awkwardly, "Mr. Gu, the details need to be discussed in our company. I can't make that decision."
"Send me the address, and we'll come by when we have time."
"Sure, just a moment." After a brief pause, the woman on the other end said, "Mr. Gu, the address has been sent. We sincerely look forward to your visit."
After a few polite exchanges, Gu Chenan ended the call.
"Let's go." Gu Chenan nodded to Liu Mingrui.
"Where to?"
"Let's talk in person." Gu Chenan stretched.
...
Meanwhile, in the Public Relations Department.
"Lao Zhang, you were the one I got along with the best when I was in the company. You have to help me with this."
Zhang Hao, the PR manager, sat at his desk, talking on the phone with Sun Wei.
But upon learning the purpose of Sun Wei's call, he felt a bit troubled. Sun Wei wanted him to ask for the phone number of the leading actress in the advertisement.
This was clearly for Zhenhua!
If he really asked, wouldn't that be betraying Caiying?
However, Sun Wei not only appealed to their friendship but also promised a reward if he could get the leading actress's contact information.
Zhang Hao's education was not high; before joining Caiying, he had faced numerous rejections. He would be eliminated in the first round of interviews for better jobs, let alone becoming a department manager.
Caiying was different; they did not look down on him because of his education and provided him with a platform for fair competition.
He also managed to stand out among his peers and eventually became the PR manager.
Caiying had given him a chance to prove himself.
Without Caiying, he might have been working some menial job or tightening bolts somewhere.
To make him betray Caiying, which had given him such an opportunity?
"You want me to betray Caiying?" Zhang Hao clenched his teeth, his fists tight, and he spat out each word, "You! Have! To! Pay! More!"
"Great!" Sun Wei on the other end of the line was delighted, "Money is not a problem. Just get me that contact information as soon as possible."
After hanging up, Zhang Hao closed his eyes and let out a long breath, "Man struggles for wealth, birds die for food. Caiying, I'm sorry."
With that said, Zhang Hao felt a sudden sense of relief, as if he had a get-out-of-jail-free card.
Even the thought of the reward promised by Zhenhua made his eyes light up.
It was just a contact number, simple!
Asking the stunning model directly might not be appropriate, but asking her agent should be fine!
Although he didn't like that agent, making money wasn't shameful.
However, the agent always liked to stay in Ms. Su's office. If he wanted to talk to him, he'd have to do it when Ms. Su was out.
Zhang Hao moved his neck, opened the office door, and prepared to seize the opportunity.
But at that moment, he saw Gu Chenan leading Liu Mingrui out of Su Qianmo's office.
He was overjoyed.
This is fate!
Just as he was thinking about how the agent liked to stay in Ms. Su's office, he unexpectedly came out!
It seems agreeing to Sun Wei's request was the right choice; even the heavens are helping me!
Zhang Hao quickly closed the office door and hurried after them. As Gu Chenan and Liu Mingrui were about to enter the elevator, he quickened his pace and ran over.
"Wait, wait."
Gu Chenan turned around upon hearing the call and, seeing it was Zhang Hao, asked with some confusion, "Is something the matter?"
Zhang Hao looked around and, seeing no one else, whispered, "Do you want to take on a business deal?"
"Business? What kind of business?" Gu Chenan was puzzled; he didn't understand what Zhang Hao meant.
Seeing Gu Chenan's half-understanding, Zhang Hao frowned, "Of course, it's a big deal!"
Gu Chenan: ?

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"