Fury Immortal Doctor

Chapter 1789 - 1792: The Secret Discovered by Zhai Zhijie

A short auburn wig, a contemptuous gaze, a blend of cunning and disdain, especially when she swept the knife and fork off the dining table with her hand and picked up the French steak with chopsticks, proclaiming that youth should be confident, at that moment, the rebellious youthful spirit disregarding rules exploded."Perfect!" The mustached director was instantly ecstatic, standing up to applaud: "The transformation from a conventional old woman to a rebellious young girl was seamless, the contrast was stark, and the acting was flawless!"

Meanwhile, the mustached director was excited.

Numerous media and self-media entertainment reporters instantly turned pale.

"It's outrageous! Song Weiyin's acting is perfect and flawless. If this is considered lacking in acting, then where are there any artists in the world?"

"It's over, now we've shot ourselves in the foot, with widespread reports that Song Weiyin can't act rebellious, yet a few hours later, Song Weiyin perfectly completed the shooting of the Datong River commercial..."

"This is bad, with such absolutely top-notch acting, once it's released, those peers will definitely mock us."

Many entertainment reporters stood there, pale and awkwardly silent.

At this point, Song Weiyin, who had already removed the wig, smiled at the mustached director and said, "Director Wang, how was it? Do we need to shoot it again?"

"No need!" The mustached director's eyes gleamed: "The filming just now was already perfect, we just need to leave the rest to post-production."

The mustached director's words brought a smile to Song Weiyin's face, and she turned to leave.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in his forties hurried over and said to Song Weiyin: "Ms. Song, please wait, it's like this, sorry to bother you, I know you're busy, so I'll keep it short, there seems to have been some misunderstanding last night, we made some erroneous reports."

"Reporting without understanding the situation, just wait for our lawyer's letter." Seeing Song Weiyin's perfect acting, a middle-aged female assistant came over with a proud face.

The middle-aged man hurriedly said: "The report was wrong, we will find a way to make amends. Please, Ms. Song, give us a chance."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged female assistant snorted coldly, and at that moment.

Song Weiyin chuckled and said, "Let's talk about this later."

The middle-aged female assistant was taken aback.

Meanwhile, Song Weiyin entered the office, and upon seeing Shen Qiang, she smiled playfully and said, "Shen Qiang, I want to thank you."

Noticing the cunning in her eyes, Shen Qiang vaguely sensed that something was amiss.

"Shen Qiang, you know that celebrities and entertainment reporters are interdependent." Song Weiyin said with bright eyes: "They make a living by reporting on celebrity news, while celebrities rely on them to maintain exposure and avoid being forgotten by the public."

Hearing this, Shen Qiang said: "Don't beat around the bush with me, what are you trying to do?"

Noticing no one else in the room, she suddenly smiled and lowered her voice: "I want to find you a reason to interact with me often, one that won't lead to random exposé by others."

Shen Qiang frowned: "What do you mean?"

"Honestly admit that I initially had trouble grasping the rebellious role, and then tell them it was indeed you who cured my inability to convey rebellion, declaring you're my personal medical advisor."

Shen Qiang, resigned, raised an eyebrow and said: "You think this is clever?"

Song Weiyin raised an eyebrow and said: "I could send them a lawyer's letter, or I could use my acting to prove how foolish they are, but doing so would create animosity, which is unnecessary. Besides, I hope you can become a big star."

Shen Qiang was taken aback: "Me becoming a big star? Does it matter? I'm an Alchemist..."

At this moment, already standing beside Shen Qiang, Song Weiyin gently placed her long, fair, and softly fragrant fingers on Shen Qiang's lips and said charmingly: "Even if you don't want to become a big star, I need a legitimate reason to interact with you, and right now, there's undoubtedly a good opportunity. Once my fans recognize your existence, even if I'm seen shopping with you in the future, they wouldn't say anything about it."

Shen Qiang, resigned, said: "Alright, assuming you deem it necessary, go ahead."

Upon hearing this, Song Weiyin giggled as she turned to leave.

Meanwhile, in a villa in the suburb of Beijing, Zhai Zhijie, dressed in pajamas, was lying in bed with headphones, issuing orders online.

"Tell everyone in the department to drop what they're doing, get online, and ridicule that Shen Qiang. I don't care what you say or how you say it, just figure it out yourselves, but make him out to be useless, make him seem worthless, then write down what you say, I'll review it."

"Got it, Mr. Zhai, I'll notify them right away."

Subsequently, the communication ended.

A short-haired, chubby woman who appeared to be in her thirties looked at Zhai Zhijie in surprise and said: "I just don't understand, what benefit do you get from having the group attack Shen Qiang online?"

Zhai Zhijie sneered: "This Shen Qiang is very rich and impressive, showing me no respect. Not only that, he publicly listed me as a blacklist customer at the Datong River restaurant."

The short-haired chubby woman chuckled: "It's just a restaurant, can't you just avoid going there? In Beijing, high officials and wealthy elites are as numerous as cattle, why bother with him? You'd be better off looking for a good project or company to invest in."

Zhai Zhijie smiled and said: "Do you know why, among so many beauties in the group, I choose to sleep with you?"

The short-haired chubby woman rolled her eyes and sneered: "Isn't it because I'm the CFO?"

"Wrong, it's because you're Mr. Hao's wife. He's wealthier and more capable than me, so when I get together with Song Weiyin, you won't make any dramatic confessions or talk about divorcing him to be with me forever." Zhai Zhijie raised an eyebrow.

Upon hearing this, the short-haired chubby woman snorted, fake smiling: "Oh, now I get it. No wonder you're competing with Shen Qiang over that little vixen Song Weiyin. But don't you always say that everything in this world has its value, and there's nothing you can't obtain if the price is right?"

Zhai Zhijie's smile turned cold: "That's right, indeed."

"You've been pursuing Song Weiyin for more than a year, or several, and you haven't even held her hand?" the short-haired chubby woman teased.

Zhai Zhijie's expression turned a bit awkward, and he laughed: "That's because she's naive, it's not related to me. But this Shen Qiang is no simple character, I hired many people to investigate him, and guess what I found?"

The short-haired chubby woman was momentarily stunned, then frowned and said: "Just get to the point, why sell me a mystery?"

"His assets and income are severely mismatched." Zhai Zhijie laughed: "I'm certain that besides his legitimate business income, he has a stable source of enormous income. If we can get a hold of his unsavory information, he'll be at our mercy, whether we choose to steam or braise him, and even his hundreds of billions in assets could become ours."