Second Take On Romance - The A-List Actor Wants Me
Chapter 150 : The League Of Champions

Chapter 150: Chapter 150 : The League Of Champions

"The last time I checked, he only sang the opening soundtrack to ’Dance Of The Dragons’," Yan Renzhong spoke into the phone.

"Yeah, well, it was an executive decision to promote his name further. You know that CNC Studio likes seeing their talents excel in different feeds. That’s why you were made to play the piano and sing as well," Shang Ruohai answered. He was sitting at his desk, scrolling through various articles on the net.

"And? What role is he going to play?"

"Nothing big. Just a minor role. My guess? Probably the son of some palace masters."

Wu Jin might play a dead tree in Fuxi Palace, but it did little to grant Yan Renzhong some relief.

"I wonder who his target is this time around."

Shang Ruohai shrugged.

"I don’t know, Yan Renzhong. Be on your guard always. And..."

Shang Ruohai shifted the earpod in his ear before he continued speaking, "maybe warn Shen Jingwei as well."

"..."

"He needs to know either way. People have died from ignorance."

"People have died from knowing too much as well," Yan Renzhong quipped.

"Yes, yes, too little or too much of something can kill, are you satisfied? Just tell him what basic knowledge he needs to know about the political dynamics at CNC Studio’s management level and he will do fine."

"Alright. I will give him the warning as soon as Wu Jin makes his appearance."

The call ended with a click. Shang Ruohai took a deep breath before slumping into his seat, squeezing his eyes shut for a brief respite.

Knock, knock, knock.

Shang Ruohai opened his eyes slightly and gestured for his secretary to enter.

"What is it?" He asked as soon as Secretary Chen opened the door.

"Second Young Master Shang, the CEO is asking for your presence at the Camellia Meeting Room."

Shang Ruohai pushed himself off his desk.

"I will be there soon. Ah, Secretary Chen...?"

"Yes, Second Young Master Shang?" Secretary Chen swiveled on her heel when Shang Ruohai called after her.

"Am I the only one being summoned into the meeting room?"

Secretary Chen shook her head.

"Eldest Young Master Shang has also been summoned at the same time."

"I see."

Shang Ruohai straightened his clothes and walked out of his office.

By chance, the elevator he summoned was not empty.

The eldest son of CEO Shang Xiaoyi, Shang Ruohan, was already inside. When he saw his younger brother, he immediately broke into a sneer.

"Ruohai. Busy day?"

Shang Ruohai scoffed.

"Never as busy as yours," he said as he stepped into the elevator.

"Aaaah."

Shang Ruohan shot his younger brother a grin.

"I almost feel bad for you. You have to juggle your time between Peak Point Shooting Studio and the headquarters. It must be so exhausting to become a top actor."

"Well, I worked hard to be in my current position."

"Indeed, indeed. I wish I have half your talent. But then again our father never delved in any branch of the entertainment industry."

Shang Ruohai smirked.

"In fact, in our family, your mother is the only talented one."

"I don’t believe in talent," Shang Ruohai answered coldly. "I believe in hard work."

"Why, Little Brother, if I don’t know better, I might think you are accusing me of being lazy. After all, while you were busy reaping awards left and right, I had been managing this business since I was seventeen years old."

"For which you did a remarkable job," Shang Ruohai praised.

"Thank you, Little Brother."

Shang Ruohan smiled to himself. "I am glad you see it that way. Good luck with ’Dance Of The Dragons’."

The elevator arrived at the top floor with a soft ding sound.

The two Shang sons stepped out of the elevator, with Shang Ruohai following behind Shang Ruohan.

The former was itching to strangle the latter.

The CEO of CNC Studio used to be a formidable man, but old age reduced him to a sickly elderly who was suffering from an array of sickness, starting from high blood pressure to diabetes.

The CEO office was transformed into a patient’s VIP ward two years ago. Shang Xiaoyi no longer sat behind his desk. He governed CNC Studio while lying on his bed.

"Ruohan, Ruohai," he called out for his sons with a croaking voice.

As always, his two filial sons were deeply concerned about his health condition.

"Father."

Shang Ruohan grasped his father’s right hand. Shang Ruohai circled half of the bed to get to his father’s left side.

"The... The time is... About to come," the elderly whispered. "One of you... Is... Is going to be the master of... Of all these... Cough, cough, cough!!!"

"Father, speak no more!" Shang Ruohan, who claimed that he possessed no drop of acting talent in his blood, suddenly delivered a performance worthy of an Oscar.

Even his eyes started welling up with tears.

"Father, we need you more than ever. You can’t leave us! I refuse to accept it!"

Shang Xiaoyi struggled to take a deep breath. Once he regained control over his body again, the next thing he said was, "Cut the bullshit. Do you want me to suffer forever?"

Shang Ruohai almost laughed, but he managed to mask it into a series of coughs.

Shang Xiaoyi scoffed.

"We had a deal from two years ago," he croaked. You each have chosen your champions. How are they faring?"

"Wu Jin is doing very well," Shang Ruohan answered. "He is recording his fifth album right now. Two singles, released two weeks ago, have consistently topped the billboard charts."

With a self-sufficient smile, he turned to Shang Ruohai.

"What about you, Little Brother?"

Shang Ruohai smirked.

"Yan Renzhong won the Best Actor Award for two consecutive years already. With his superb performance at ’Dance Of The Dragons’, he is expected to win for the third time this year as well."

Shang Ruohan broke into a chuckle.

"I am sorry," he said without the slightest regret. "I just can’t help but notice. Isn’t that the homosexual drama series? I can’t believe you dared putting your champion through this trial of fire."

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Author’s note :

Dun dun dun dun~