Recognized by My Ex After Being Reborn
Chapter 408 My face is going to be squared because of you, morning and night.

Chapter 408: 408 My face is going to be squared because of you, morning and night.

After hanging up the phone, Shi Lan looked toward Yan Shixiu, "Watching me bothers you, so I’ll just disappear from your sight right now."

"Wife," Yan Shixiu called out helplessly.

"See you at home tonight." Shi Lan signaled to Xun Yinghua to keep an eye on Yan Shixiu’s mood.

Xun Yinghua got the hint and gave Shi Lan an OK gesture.

As Shi Lan left the room, Xun Yinghua said, "Boss Yan, it’s not that your wife doesn’t trust you, she just wants to be with you."

"I know."

Shi Lan had suffered torment from relatives, so she understood better than anyone the pain of being hurt by loved ones.

Even if Yan Shixiu really didn’t care, she still hoped that she could block the greatest pain for him.

"The lady, she acts high and mighty on normal days, as if no one else matters, but she truly places you at the top of her heart."

"I know."

After returning to Peak, Shi Lan discussed with Tang Ze and Xiao Yue before calling Director Qi to arrange a meeting.

Director Qi did not know that Peak was created by Shi Lan. He admired such a calm and visionary plan, so he immediately agreed to her dinner invitation.

"By the way, to make management easier, we have already arranged for the first signed second-generation stars to move into the trainee apartment, and your brother has moved in too," Tang Ze told Shi Lan. "This kid has been working hard lately, seems like he has genuinely reformed. He has been pestering me with WeChat messages, asking me to keep an eye on you, afraid that you’ll be signed by another company and fall into a den of wolves again. Do you think you should try reconnecting with him?"

"I’ll see how he behaves," Shi Lan said. "Also, I’ve been using Huo Zhao recently, not planning on returning to work, so I’ll transfer Sun Ling over to train the artists."

"Those second-generation stars are tough to manage, Sun Ling might not be up to the task."

"She can handle even me, so why wouldn’t she understand those little rascals? You’re underestimating Dr. Sun," Shi Lan said, raising her eyebrows.

"Alright, I’ll give Sun Ling a call."

Pleased, Shi Lan went home to dress up. In the evening, she brought Huo Zhao to the Japanese restaurant she had agreed to meet Director Qi at.

Director Qi did not expect her to be the one showing up, and was surprised upon seeing her.

"Aren’t you the one who has been recently suing the movie star..."

Shi Lan took the tea from Huo Zhao, placed it on the table, and said, "Knowing you like tea, I brought some collections over, hoping they suit your taste."

Seeing the Dahongpao, Director Qi smiled even more meaningfully, "A young lady unafraid of public opinion, with depth and good judgment."

"A student reflects the teacher; Yan has taught well. But I plan to leave his mentor stranded on the beach, and I hope Director Qi can offer ample support."

Yan Shixiu must have been in touch with the director when recording ’Senior Traveler’. Being here, she didn’t want to act the saint.

What needed to be said, she said, openly and naturally.

"It’s hard to believe these words came from a twenty-one-year-old girl."

The two talked while eating, chatting for just over an hour at the Japanese restaurant. Toward the end, Director Qi directly asked Shi Lan to call him Uncle Qi.

"Don’t be so formal, the TV show is decided then. Let’s have our teams polish it well another day. I’m confident this will definitely be a hit by the end of the year."

After finalizing the deal, Shi Lan personally escorted Director Qi back home, then managed to secure another forty minutes or so to discuss her views on the entertainment industry and star-making.

It wasn’t until Shi Lan left the doorway of Director Qi’s home that he thought, she really is an impressive young woman.

At just twenty-one, to have such insight, it’s definitely not a skill that anyone could teach.

Yet, she willingly let Yan Shixiu take the limelight. Every step she took was perceived as down-to-earth and comfortable. Such a person was bound to stand at the pinnacle of the industry sooner or later.

...

On the way back, Huo Zhao glanced at Shi Lan through the rearview mirror.

Seeing her pale complexion, he asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"I don’t know if it’s just a rich man’s disease kicking in, but I seem to be allergic," Shi Lan waved her hand and said, "It’s nothing serious, probably some kind of seafood."

She still hadn’t fully understood An Lan’s body and occasionally, it would surprise her like this.

"Should we go to the hospital?" Huo Zhao asked.

"Go home."

Huo Zhao didn’t say much more, sped up the car, and took Shi Lan back to Jinlan No.1 Courtyard.

By that time, Yan Shixiu had already returned home and was sitting on the sofa in the living room checking his emails. Seeing the young lady’s face flushed, he put down his laptop, stood up, and approached her, asking, "What happened?"

Shi Lan took off her white suit jacket, revealing a body covered in red rashes, "Uncle Yan, do we have any antihistamines at home?"

Yan Shixiu didn’t dare to touch her, his tone somewhat stern, "How long have you endured this?"

"I’m fine."

"You always say that." Yan Shixiu picked her up and headed back to the car.

"Alright, alright, my fault," the young lady immediately raised her hands in surrender. "Is that face still the unparalleled beauty it once was?"

"Your antics will square off my face one of these days."

"Pfft..." Shi Lan chuckled, then leaned close to Yan Shixiu’s ear and said, "Master Yan, it’s not just my skin that’s itchy, there’s another place that’s very itchy too."

"Stop flirting."

"I mean my heart is itchy, what were you thinking?"

...

At the same time, the Yan father and daughter had already set up everything needed for their feigned misery plot.

The mother’s accusations had hardly prompted any introspection from the father and daughter because they had long since obliterated their consciences.

"Tomorrow, the media will release photos of your uncle coughing up blood and being hospitalized, followed by trolls and marketing accounts starting to push the narrative accusing Yan Shixiu of being unfilial and neglectful of his parents. There will also be a reporter coming for an interview shortly; look as haggard and disheveled as possible during the interview, play up the family love card, and cry a lot, got it?" Han Hao instructed Yan Ziqing. "It would be better if you could also expose some of Yan Shixiu’s private misconduct to the media to enhance the impact."

"Tomorrow afternoon, in the hospital room, your uncle will have a press conference. By then, I will have prepared an outline for him to follow. He can raise further demands during tomorrow’s press conference."

"Dad, how much should we demand for the maintenance?" Yan Ziqing was already getting excited.

"Considering Yan Shixiu’s personal assets, asking for several hundred million shouldn’t be a problem," Han Hao suggested.

"Then let’s demand five hundred million, and shares in Shuangshi," Yan Ziqing said, spreading her right hand, "Everything is ready. Our life and death, it all depends on tomorrow."

Han Hao, witnessing the obsession of the father and daughter, penned down five hundred million as they requested.

What was even more ridiculous was that Yan Ziqing also wanted shares.

Cash wasn’t enough; she wanted perpetual dividends to ensure she wouldn’t exhaust her resources.

Such clever calculations.

Tomorrow would certainly be a grand spectacle.