The CEO’s Unkown Wife
Chapter 603: Turning Danger into Safety_1

Chapter 603: Chapter 603: Turning Danger into Safety_1

Soon enough.

Xia Qingtian started to feel the pressure from the outside world.

Previously, it was only the progress of the work of two agents that was troubled, works that had already been negotiated, even those that had already been signed had fallen through. The trend only seemed to worsen as time passed.

This was no longer something that merely affected one or two agents, it had now spread to the entire entertainment company.

Even Xia Qingtian, who was a top-tier agent, was inevitably affected.

She had originally been preparing for Huo Qilin’s concert, which had been progressing smoothly. The advertisers and venue had already been arranged, even the concert tickets had been bought up completely by fans.

The tickets had even been hyped up to an astronomical price by scalpers.

But now those investors, as well as the venue for the concert, were all calling her, unable to cooperate with her any longer.

Xia Qingtian felt like she was at her wit’s end.

Moreover, a multitude of online trolls were disparaging her company’s artists, badmouthing her as well as her entertainment company, and even falsely accusing the company of tax evasion.

Luckily, Xia Qingtian had always been law-abiding, diligently paying her taxes without resorting to any cunning tactics.

Thus, she was unafraid of scrutiny.

But with so many issues piling up, the company was suffering considerable losses. Forget about going public, even normal operations were becoming difficult.

The only silver lining was that the production crew for Cheng Bingbing, and two other artists in her team were unaffected.

Simply because Director Zhao was renowned and had the power to make independent decisions.

And Cheng Bingbing’s performance in this period had been so outstanding, he had set his mind on nurturing her. Therefore, no matter who came to him, he wouldn’t listen, especially considering that they had already been filming for such a long time.

If they were to change the lead actress now, it would not only be a matter of money.

They would also need to negotiate with all the major actors and reshoot many scenes. At that point, it wasn’t just about winning awards. This film, his masterpiece, may not even come to completion.

As for the other two artists who remained unaffected, it was due to Bo Jingyan personally talking with the director.

Conscious of Bo Jingyan’s instructions, the director wouldn’t dare to defy him, fearful that earning money at the risk of his life wouldn’t be worthwhile.

Xia Qingtian couldn’t immediately find a way out of her predicament and was left struggling.

Her company’s president saw everything and anxiously approached her, saying, "Ms. Xia, it’s actually not difficult to solve our current predicament as long as you’re willing."

Xia Qingtian frowned but didn’t respond.

Without asking, she knew what proposal the president was suggesting.

As she didn’t reply, the president ploughed on, "In all of A City, there aren’t many who dare to go against young master Bo. If possible, you can ask young master Bo for help. As long as he gives a word, we can turn this crisis around."

Xia Qingtian wasn’t surprised at all that the president would suggest this solution.

After all, while the others in the company didn’t know, the president, being an old company man, was very aware of Xia Qingtian’s status and knew that the company used to belong to the Bo Group.

She pressed her lips together, firmly stating, "No need to involve him. I’ll figure it out on my own."

She had just deliberately angered Bo Jingyan away because she lost control of her heart. She insisted that she didn’t want any involvement with him. Now she encountered a small problem, and she needed to ask for his help.

Precisely talking about Bo Jingyan, even she herself felt very shameless.

She had divorced Bo Jingyan, not wanting to leave such an impression.

Looking at her reaction, the president knew there was no room for discussion on this matter. Now the company had separated from the Bo Group and handed over to her by Bo Jingyan.

She was the boss now, and since she had said so much, the president wouldn’t dare to force her.

"Since you have made your decision, I won’t persuade you anymore. Whatever you need help with, just tell me. Although I’m already old, I do still have some connections," he sighed and said.

"Alright, if I need anything, I’ll let you know," Xia Qingtian nodded.

In the days that followed, Xia Qingtian was busier than ever.

Since she had bragged to the president, she must do her best. After all, many in the company depended on her for their livelihood.

She couldn’t give up; she was so busy that she barely even had time to sleep.

Eventually, Xia Qingtian found a glimmer of hope.

Perhaps because she had been wound so tight before, a sudden relaxation, and she blanked out, instantly running a fever of 39 degrees.

After the housemaid noticed something unusual, the family doctor was called.

The doctor gave her an antipyretic.

When Xia Qingtian fell sick this time, she didn’t feel uncomfortable, but she was devoid of strength, uninterested in anything. In this condition, there’s no way she could go to work.

So, she made a phone call to the company, comforting everyone’s mood.

She assured them that as long as they did their jobs well, she had thought of a solution to the company’s issues.

She had said all that she had to say, and regardless of whether they believed her or not, she hung up the phone.

After the phone call, Xia Qingtian drifted off to sleep.

She didn’t know how long she had been asleep when she woke up because of a pleasant smell. Even her stomach, that initially lacked any appetite, began growling famishedly.

She was hungry!

Being sick, coupled with hunger, she had no strength left in her body, unable to go downstairs to eat.

Just as she was about to grab her phone and call the maid, there was a steady, powerful sound of footsteps coming from outside the door. It didn’t sound like any of the maids in the house, but it sounded familiar.

Xia Qingtian concentrated, trying to identify who this familiar footstep belonged to.

Soon, an image flashed across her mind, but just as she was about to grasp it, the sweet scent coming from the direction of her nose grew stronger.

Her stomach started groaning embarrassingly again, interrupting her thoughts.

All that occupied her mind was how hungry she was and how much she wanted to eat.

Soon, the door to her room was pushed open.

The person who had made the footstep sound, carrying a tray filled with food that had been making her stomach churn, walked directly in. He paused upon seeing her awake.

Due to her hunger, when the door opened, Xia Qingtian’s first glance fell on the food placed on the tray. She swallowed instinctively, then shifted her gaze to the hands that were holding the congee.

The hands had distinct joints and slender, even fingers. They were remarkably handsome.

They were the kind that could model or stand-in for others.

What interested Xia Qingtian more was that those hands seemed very familiar, as if she had touched and held them countless times before.