You really don't know how to write the word "death"?

After Li Yi finished watching the video, his expression darkened, and he abruptly stood up and walked out.

As he walked, he said coldly, "Let's go, follow me to the airport. Also, find out which company that guy named He Fan belongs to. Call their boss and tell him he has fifteen minutes to meet me at the Modu International Airport. If he doesn't show up, he'll have to face the consequences."

Upon hearing this, Yu Weijie immediately used his phone to check; this information was easily found online.

The company He Fan belonged to was called Jiarong Entertainment. It was considered a dragon head of the industry, with countless artists under its wing, including idol stars, major Internet Celebrities, and it had even produced Best Actors and Best Actresses.

Its strength was unquestionable, holding absolute power in the entertainment circle.

At this moment, Rong Huasheng was in his office looking at this year's financial reports.

It wasn't hard to see from the smile on his face that the company's profits this year were very impressive, and he was very satisfied.

Putting down the report, he murmured with a smile, "Not bad. Idol 'little fresh meat' are still the most popular. He Fan's traffic has also reached its peak; it's time to consider his transition. Next year, I'll have him enter the acting world. With his current traffic, the transition will definitely be very successful."

"It's a pity that Heavenly Palace Media suddenly appeared. Otherwise, it wouldn't be long before Jiarong could cover the sky with one hand in the entertainment circle. By then, I would be able to relax quite a bit."

Heavenly Palace Media was definitely a thorn in Jiarong's side; he knew this well. Unfortunately, there was nothing he could do about it, given that they were backed by the behemoth that was Heavenly Palace Group.

His Jiarong was destined to be number two, but he was satisfied with that. At least if the sky fell, there would be someone taller to hold it up.

Thinking this way, his mood suddenly improved a lot.

Just then, the phone on his desk suddenly rang.

It showed an unknown number, but even so, he reached out and picked it up.

"Hello, this is Rong Huasheng. You are..."

Before he could finish, the person on the phone interrupted, "President Rong, the people under you are quite bold, aren't they? They dare to call our Brother Jun a hoodlum in public and even dare to harass the person Brother Jun has his eye on."

Hearing this, Rong Huasheng was instantly dumbfounded, his brain seemingly crashing for a moment.

The fact that someone could call his direct line meant they were definitely no ordinary person. Could the 'Brother Jun' the person mentioned be the one living in Xitan Palace?

After reaching this conclusion, he was suddenly drenched in sweat. Could it be that he couldn't even remain as number two anymore?

His voice trembled as he said, "That... um, hello, may I ask who you are?"

The next second, another voice came from the other end of the phone. "Rong Huasheng, right? I am Li Yi from Heavenly Palace Media. In fifteen minutes, I want to see you at the Modu International Airport. If I don't see you in fifteen minutes, you'll have to face the consequences."

Hearing this name, Rong Huasheng couldn't help but jump up from his seat, "Li... President Li? Please listen to me, I..."

Beep—

Before he could say anything else, the call had already been hung up.

"F... Fuck!"

Cursing aside, he still had to go. Not only did he have to go, but he also had to take a helicopter.

Modu International Airport!

Seeing that he couldn't get her contact information, He Fan was planning to leave. After all, his support group was still waiting for him. If he made a mess of the scene, he might end up on the headlines tomorrow.

Unfortunately, it was too late to want to leave now.

His manager suddenly received a phone call, her face changing drastically, and she hurriedly called out to He Fan, who was about to depart.

"Xiao... Xiao Fan, we... we can't leave the airport right now."

Seeing her trembling state, He Fan was full of confusion. "Can't leave the airport? Are there so many fans outside that the road is blocked?"

The manager was stunned by his words; his train of thought was truly unique. "No, the company just called and said the boss is coming to the airport. They didn't say what for, but from the tone, it doesn't seem like anything good."

"What? The boss is coming to pick me up? Well, that makes sense. I've made so much money for the company these past two years, it's only right that the boss values me. Then let's wait. When I see the boss later, I'll see if he can scout her over. That way, my chance will come."

Thinking this, he immediately turned to look at Angelina. Hearing that Rong Huasheng was coming, his courage grew significantly.

The manager, on the other hand, was full of question marks. Why did he only hear the good parts and ignore the bad?

He Fan didn't care what she was thinking and spoke to Angelina again, "Um, let's exchange contact info. I'll treat you to dinner tonight. By the way, which company's artist are you? I'll have our boss scout you to our company later."

"It's a pity for an artist as excellent as you to stay in those small companies; they can't give you the resources you want."

"Our Jiarong Entertainment is different. It's definitely one of the best in this circle. Maybe we can turn you into an international top-tier star. Opportunities like this are rare, you have to seize it."

Hearing this, Angelina chuckled, "Oh? Then I wonder, compared to Heavenly Palace Media, which company has more strength?"

"Sigh~ So you want to enter Heavenly Palace Media. Forget it, their requirements are extremely high, they won't sign you. And I heard their company system is very strict; they won't waste resources on newcomers."

Hearing this, the surrounding fans stopped talking and just quietly watched him act pretentious.

He Fan's manager didn't even have a chance to stop him. If these words reached Heavenly Palace Media's ears, it would be over.

But He Fan didn't think much of it. Although Heavenly Palace Media was powerful, was it possible that people weren't even allowed to talk about them?

Besides, he hadn't belittled them. They couldn't be so overbearing as to blackball him just for saying a few words, could they?

No one spoke, and the atmosphere suddenly became eerie. He Fan naturally felt this phenomenon, especially the way the people around him were looking at him—it felt like they were looking at a dead man, which made his skin crawl.

Just then, a cold voice came from behind the crowd, "Is Heavenly Palace Media's company system strict? How come I didn't know? And where did this rumor about not wasting resources on newcomers come from? You'd better give me a reasonable explanation."

Everyone looked toward the source of the voice and saw Li Yi leading Yu Weijie, walking over expressionlessly.

"Holy crap, Young Master Li! I didn't expect Young Master Li to personally come for the pickup."

"Nonsense, Angelina is someone personally designated by Brother Jun, and she has a special status. It's normal for her to have this kind of treatment, okay? Also, brother, watch your words; you should call him President Li now."

"Our big star is finished now. He even dared to insult Brother Jun; I'm afraid even Jiarong Entertainment behind him will suffer too."

When Li Yi appeared in everyone's sight, He Fan's manager was paralyzed with fear.