Therefore, when unable to consistently produce outstanding works, stars have to rely on their companies for help and hype to maintain their popularity.
Wang Tian's words indeed touched the soft spot of most artists.
However, for Jiang Ling, it was nothing more than the barking of a mad dog.
With her eye-drop system, as long as she was willing to act, every role would be a classic.
Opportunities that many people yearned for were readily available to her.
Moreover, she had already obtained 30% of the original shares in Xianchun Technology.
Once the company released its research results, she would instantly become a super-rich woman with assets of seventy to eighty billion.
With such significant capital at her disposal, how could Huahua Media block her with just a word?
...
Inside the Huahua Media building office.
"Jiang Ling!"
Wang Tian was so furious that he smashed his phone against the wall opposite him, shattering it into pieces.
After a fit of exasperated rage, Wang Tian went to the office of the CEO, Zheng Yue Shan.
Initially, upon hearing that the mission had failed, Zheng Yue Shan berated Wang Tian fiercely.
Wang Tian endured it stoically, and after the scolding, he began to act like a manipulative, innocent damsel, fanning the flames and subtly poisoning Zheng Yue Shan's mind.
According to him, he had called Jiang Ling, humbled himself to apologize, and promised her any capital she desired if she would return.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Ling, after playing the role of Tianshan Tonglao, believed herself to be immensely powerful and looked down upon Huahua Media. She had belittled the company to worthlessness over the phone and insulted him and Zheng Yue Shan as short-sighted snobs, predicting the imminent downfall of Huahua Media.
Zheng Yue Shan, who had initially wanted Jiang Ling to return and continue making money for the company, was instantly enraged by these words.
No matter how incompetent Huahua Media might seem, it was still one of the top companies in the industry.
A washed-up celebrity, entangled in scandals and notorious, dared to utter such words to humiliate them, forgetting the substantial benefits the company had previously bestowed upon her.
This was truly unbearable.
Zheng Yue Shan laughed in his fury, "Well done, Jiang Ling. Your wings have hardened, and you look down on our company now? Fine. From this moment on, we will use all our resources to blacklist her and show her just how powerful we at Huahua truly are!"
The elderly green tea, Wang Tian, was overjoyed upon hearing this, but he feigned concern, "Wouldn't that be inappropriate?"
"Inappropriate? She dared to step on our faces. Are we supposed to kiss her cold backside with a warm face?"
As the helmsman of Huahua Media, Zheng Yue Shan had always viewed artists as tools for making money.
Historically, it was always the master manipulating the tool, not the tool presuming to insult the master.
How could he possibly tolerate this?
Wang Tian, knowing Zheng Yue Shan's temperament well, was precisely fanning the flames and inciting discord, intending to use Zheng Yue Shan to make Jiang Ling pay the price.
Hmph, a mere girl dares to challenge me!
Let's see how you die this time!
A sinister glint of ruthlessness appeared in Wang Tian's eyes.
...
At this moment, Jiang Ling was unaware that she had incurred Zheng Yue Shan's hatred.
Even if she knew, she wouldn't care.
The relationship between entertainment management companies and their celebrity artists was somewhat akin to that of a married couple.
Huahua Media was the husband working outside, while the celebrity artist was the stay-at-home wife, doing the laundry, cooking, and childcare.
The husband, believing he worked hard outside while the wife did nothing all day but shop, would complain if given less money and become suspicious if he returned home late, thinking he had someone outside.
Over time, he would find fault with everything about his wife, who had grown old and worn.