My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady
Chapter 252: Film Emperor’s Cover Identity Gains Attention

Chapter 252: Chapter 252: Film Emperor’s Cover Identity Gains Attention

Poor Xie Cheng, on that night, he argued online until the wee hours, unaware of the time, until he could argue no more and complained to Qi Feng, "The thin Emperor’s desperate begging, I’m just an agent!"

He received no reply.

Xie Cheng’s eyes were dry. At four in the morning, he fell into his bed and slept.

Meanwhile, Yuran had a good night’s sleep, woke up refreshed, and went to school. Arriving at the classroom door, all the classmates came up to her with extremely animated expressions on their faces.

"Yuran, Yuran, do you actually have a super crazy fan? So crazy and yet so adorable?"

"Yes, yes, I saw him arguing online one post at a time, and his ID name is as cute as a three-year-old child. What’s it called again? Let me check."

"I know, I know, it’s called ’My Kid Needs a Time-Out.’"

"Right, right, just that. So cute, his profile picture is even our Yuran. Wow, truly a super crazy fan."

"I’ve been watching his replies for a long time. He is really super cute. I’ve become a fan now, preparing."

The crowd: "..."

Yuran really didn’t understand. This person didn’t seem like someone she knew. Could they really like her so much?

And because they spoke up for her, they were now besieged by others, but the person seemed unbothered, doing whatever they needed to, as though attacks from others meant nothing to them. But when people attacked her, it was different.

Yuran sighed deeply and after school, Qi Younian contacted her, saying there was something to discuss. She was stopped by Qi Nian and couldn’t talk much. She brought Qi Nian along and got into Qi Younian’s car. Seeing Qi Nian with Yuran, Qi Younian was quite surprised.

"Why are the two of you together?" Although it was a question, it lacked any hint of doubt, and he merely asked it casually.

Yuran looked at Qi Nian with a half-smile. Qi Nian was embarrassed and looked away, pretending to be dead, "Just want to hang out with Yuran."

Qi Younian didn’t scold her, nor did he say more. He just talked to Yuran about the online matters. He watched Yuran with a bit of amusement, "Do you know that person called ’My Kid Needs a Time-Out?’ They’re really supporting you a lot. I see others cursing at him and he doesn’t react, but if they curse at you, he seems really anxious. I came to find you today because I have something I want to discuss with you."

Yuran looked surprised, "You care about this so much?"

Qi Younian, "You need to establish your own fan base, and ’My Kid Needs a Time-Out’ really fits the role of managing your fan group. Why not try contacting them?"

Yuran was silent for a while, then frowned, "Let’s contact him and meet up in person to talk about it. What if he’s unwilling?"

Qi Younian thought for a moment and nodded, "That’s a good idea, then you ask him properly if he’s willing."

"Okay, I’ll ask him later. By the way, why were you looking for me?"

Qi Younian smirked, looking at her through the rearview mirror, "I’ve come across a very interesting piece of information and thought you might be interested in hearing about it. Are you interested?"

"Let’s hear it."

Qi Nian quietly sat to the side, always feeling that there was a connection between her uncle and Yuran that she couldn’t infiltrate. It wasn’t jealousy or anything complicated, just a mutual trust.

She felt very strange, believing that these two had never met before, so why did they hit it off so quickly, could it really be an irresistible fate?

Her eyes wandered, listening quietly.

Qi Younian coughed, "Earlier, I heard from a friend that ’Empress of a Generation’ ran into some investment issues. Originally, ’Empress of a Generation’ starring Fu Yuran attracted a lot of attention, and many streaming platforms were willing to spend a lot of money to buy exclusive broadcasting rights.

Yinchao also wanted to make a fortune using Fu Yuran’s fame, but now, for some reason, major platforms seem to have teamed up, preparing to jointly purchase the rights. This way, the money Yinchao could receive would be less, at least the split wouldn’t be ideal."

Yuran felt a bit like laughing, but she always felt that there was a problem here.

’Empress of a Generation,’ although the first half would be ruined by Fu Bairan, she was sure that her segment would be flawless—not only that, but it would also be sensational.

Of the few streaming platforms, two belong to Diyang, their resources are excellent, and both exclusively stream some online series, solely holding rights to romance and historical dramas; another to war documentaries.

Both directions are monopolized, leaving others no room to step in.

The other three are much more complicated, with numerous shareholders, leading to chaotic and disorganized investors.

Knowing that the latter half of ’Empress of a Generation’ would explode, yet still being squeezed like this, there must be someone manipulating behind the scenes, and the direct victim would certainly be Yinran Entertainment and Yinchao, who had placed all their hopes on this drama.

Who could it be, who, like her, disliked Yinchao so much? It was indeed immensely satisfying.

Qi Niannian also understood a bit and felt indignant, "Uncle, the Yinchao you mentioned, isn’t he the president of Yinran Entertainment? The ex-boyfriend of Fu Yuran."

Qi Younian nodded, "You knew that too?"

Qi Niannian muttered, "How could I not know? It must be that Fu Yuran was blind to fall for such a loser. He is such a waste that I am embarrassed to even say it. He’s really a total waste.

I feel he didn’t like Fu Yuran at all, just exploiting Fu Yuran’s image, especially after the death of Fu Yuran, this trend of exploitation became even more obvious. I just don’t understand, Fu Yuran had the looks, the figure, and the talent, how could she fall for such a worthless person?"

These words were spot on and utterly correct.

Qi Younian never expected his niece, who was normally as quiet as a mouse and extremely timid, to hit the nail on the head when she spoke. He coughed, glanced unconsciously at Yuran’s expression, and to his surprise, found Yuran nodding in agreement.

He praised Qi Niannian, "Hmm, Qi Niannian, you really have a unique perspective, absolutely correct."

Qi Niannian’s eyes sparkled, now lively, "Yuran, you also think I’m right, don’t you? Even though your name is the same as Fu Yuran’s, you are much smarter than Fu Yuran. Yinchao looks like no good at first glance, but an actor like Fu Bairan is like gold that shines."

Yuran: "..."

She really didn’t want to continue this conversation; it was despairing.

Unable to hold back, Qi Younian burst into laughter, and after dropping Yuran off at the entrance of Platinum Imperial Palace, he finally said, "Then, regarding this matter, you should talk to the kid who owes me a favor. If he agrees to meet, we will offer a certain reward, hmm? You really need a loyal fan to support you right now."

"Okay, I understand."