Xia Yiran returned backstage, furious. Zhang Peng had almost finished his negotiations and returned with good news, "It's settled. Three episodes initially, and if the results are good, it'll be a whole season."
He said, "We can replicate Xia Weiliang's success. She turned her career around through variety shows, and we can too! From what I can see, your variety sense is pretty good, and you've got buzz right now. As long as we don't appear on platform-dominant variety shows, we won't lack for opportunities!"
Zhang Peng was fully committed. Previously, Ji Huan had managed Xia Weiliang from an obscure nobody to a top star whose popularity surpassed A-listers. This became a legend in the agent circles, and Ji Huan herself rose to become a top agent, which Zhang Peng had always envied!
Now, he finally had his chance!
In terms of obscurity, Xia Yiran wasn't much better off than Xia Weiliang was back then. If he could turn the tide and work wonders, he would succeed!
Xia Yiran was still fuming and didn't take his words to heart. She turned and asked, "Brother Zhang, that Mo Yin who participated in the program just now, do you remember him?"
"Mo Yin... Oh, him. What about it?"
"Can you find out which company he's with?"
Zhang Peng finally shifted his attention back and looked at her intently, his brow furrowing, "Yiran, do you know your situation? You still have the energy to flirt with handsome guys?"
"It's not what you think, Brother Zhang..."
"Alright, you don't need to say anymore. I brought you into the industry, after all. I know your intentions better than anyone!" Zhang Peng looked at her sternly, "Xia Yiran, I'm telling you, it depends on whether you can seize this opportunity whether you want to be a star or just an ordinary person! Do you understand?"
"Oh, Brother Zhang, don't be angry. I understand, of course I understand!"
Xia Yiran could tell he was genuinely upset and didn't dare to bring it up again.
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Emperor's Club.
"Mo Yin, Brother Song wants you on the ninth floor. Someone there requested you!"
In the lounge, someone pushed the door open and called out lazily, glancing at him with extreme disdain.
Since they could come to a place like this, who was here for dreams? Everyone was here for money!
Only this Han Mo Yin was aloof. If a rich woman took a liking to him, he acted like a chaste maiden, completely ignoring them!
What did that make the rest of them?
Han Mo Yin put down his book, said "Thank you," and walked out.
As soon as he left, several sneering sounds followed him.
"The ninth floor! That's a VIP guest! This kid is really lucky!"
"Him? His face is good-looking, but his personality is a complete mess."
"Did you hear? He went on a TV show, and his fee was three thousand per episode."
"Ha! Sister Chen gives me more than three thousand in tips alone. He actually went on TV to embarrass himself for such a small amount?"
"Heh, he wants to be a big star!"
"He's really thought it through! What's so good about being a celebrity? They probably don't earn as much as us, and they have to guard against paparazzi and fans, always pretending to be like little grandsons. They aren't as free as we are!"
Outside the door, Han Mo Yin slowly retracted his gaze and entered the elevator, heading straight for the ninth floor.
Being able to access the ninth floor indeed meant they were Emperor's Club's most honored and powerful guests; in any case, they were not to be offended.
Han Mo Yin wasn't truly self-righteous. The reason he worked here was simple: to make money.
It was just that money had to be earned in a certain way, and his bottom line was never to earn it by selling himself.
Since he started working here, besides women, quite a few men had also shown him favor. Many of them were bisexual, and no matter what conditions they offered, he rejected them all.
Fortunately, Manager Song took good care of him. What distinguished Emperor's Club from other clubs was that anyone working there was protected to the end and never forced to do anything they didn't want to do! That was why he had chosen to work at this club in the first place. Sudan Novel Network
Even though many of the guests were not easy to deal with, they dared not touch him. No matter how powerful they were, they wouldn't dare to offend the boss of Emperor's Club!
Brother Song was at the elevator door and beckoned him over, whispering, "The person who just arrived is the eldest young master of the Han family..."
Han Mo Yin looked up at him abruptly. Brother Song nodded, "You need to be careful. He's probably here to cause trouble for you."
Brother Song had known his identity for a long time; to be precise, he knew it even before Mo Yin himself did.
Everyone who came and went at Emperor's Club were important figures. Every employee had their social connections thoroughly investigated, down to their ancestors!
It was during that time that they discovered Mo Yin's relationship with the Han family.
At that time, Brother Song had asked him if he wanted to acknowledge his lineage, and they could help. Whether the Han family would accept him back was another matter. If he didn't want to, Emperor's Club naturally had ways to protect him.
Han Mo Yin refused without hesitation, which earned him some respect from Brother Song.
That was the Han family! Let alone being the young master of the Han family, even if he were just an illegitimate son kept outside, he would be worry-free for life. He hadn't expected him to be able to resist such temptation!
During Emperor's Club's investigation, the Han family had also become aware of it. They investigated in reverse and uncovered such a massive piece of news! Immediately, Old Master Han took action, quietly came to Emperor's Club, saw Mo Yin, and cried tears of joy while holding his hand.
Even so, Han Mo Yin had remained unmoved and continued to work at ease.
Now that the eldest young master of the Han family had come looking for him, it was unlikely he was here to recognize his brother.
But what he didn't tell Brother Song was that Han Jian Yue had already blocked him at his residence several times, only issuing warnings and insults, threatening him not to return to the Han family. Han Mo Yin had never even given him a proper glance.
He carried a bottle of wine into the private room, which was filled with beautiful women. As soon as they saw Mo Yin enter, they all became excited. Some who recognized him even quietly greeted him.
He was a popular figure here! No one, from the servers to the sales staff, didn't know him. They all knew a handsome guy had arrived, even more handsome than a celebrity!
Han Jian Yue sat in the center of the purple sofa, his arms spread wide, with a beauty in each arm, looking down at him proudly, like an emperor.
"Mr. Han, shall we open the wine now?" he inquired according to protocol.
Han Jian Yue's lips curved into a cold smile, and he looked at him with half-closed eyes, "You're standing so high, I can't see you clearly."
He gestured to the floor by his feet: "Kneel down and speak."
Han Mo Yin didn't move, just looked at him like he was an idiot.
"What? Are your ears deaf?"
Han Jian Yue suddenly grabbed a bottle of wine and smashed it down hard on the glass table, startling everyone around them into screams.
"I told you to kneel and serve me! Do you hear me?"
A beauty tried to intercede, "Young Master Han, Mo Yin is new and ignorant. Why get angry with him? Why not find someone more diligent..."
Unexpectedly, Han Jian Yue backhanded her, "Is this a place for you to speak?!"
"Ah—"
The woman fell to the ground.
Han Mo Yin's expression shifted slightly. He immediately went to help her up. Seeing the redness and swelling on her face, his gaze slowly deepened and darkened...