Iceberg actor gave birth to a mink for me

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Mr. Wu of Wu Liang walked up and down violently in the reception room of Dishi Media.

"Is there no one who can speak in such a big company? What about your boss?"

The reception manager stood aside with his hands down, neither humble nor overbearing.

"Mr. Wu, please stay calm. Mr. Di is in a meeting. I have already answered this question just now."

"A meeting, a meeting! How many times have I looked for him, and he is always in a meeting! He is deliberately leaving me alone, right? Doesn't the dignified Di Shi have a second talker?"

The door of the reception room was pushed open by his subordinates. Di Ying was dressed in a formal suit, with his hands in his pockets and a windbreaker loosely draped over his shoulders. He strode into the room with an attitude of not paying attention to anyone.

"Mr. Di is afraid that he has no interest in talking to you, only Mr. Di can barely find time to meet you."

Di Ying passed him without looking sideways, walked to the sofa and sat down, his two long legs crossed naturally, followed by Sun Lushi.Today, she is still capable of professional attire, carrying a low-key luxury brand custom briefcase with her initials embroidered on it.

After the man and the woman sat down, with them as the center, they exuded a domineering aura, which made Wu Renxing feel uncomfortable all over.

An old Jianghu who has been in the entertainment circle for many years, unexpectedly lost his momentum in front of the two young people.

But he couldn't give in, and still shouted: "Whoever wants to talk to you, call your dad out!"

Di Ying didn't even look at him, his eyes fell on his shiny shoes, and he said absently, "Wu Liang's stock price has dropped a lot recently, Mr. Wu finally can't sit still?"

Wu Renxing was poked at the pain point. He was the chairman of a listed company after all. It was already a waste of value to go to a competitor's company to block people. He was left out in the reception room, perfunctory by the reception manager, and was far inferior to himself in age and position. It was a triple blow of humiliation and humiliation for him to be ridiculed by the actor.

"You are a brat, you can act in a few scenes, and you come to play the domineering president with me? When I signed up for Wuliang, you were still selling milk powder on TV!"

Di Ying didn't pay attention to his roaring at all: "At Mr. Wu's age, he probably doesn't have a baby in his infancy, otherwise, after we finish talking, if there is no money left to buy milk powder, wouldn't the child be very pitiful? "

Wu Renxing sat angrily on the sofa opposite and confronted Di Ying.

"Okay! Then I'll have a good talk with you! Wu Liangbai has raised Ling Ji for so many years, and he's about to quit when he becomes famous. I let him go without saying a word. Isn't that enough of a benevolence? I asked him to sign the few days before he left. This drama is just trying to recover the cost of cultivating him over the years. Now you, Di Ying, can't tolerate him, why drag us into the water? Do you know how much the crews he participated in will pay for a day of downtime!?"

Di Ying smiled disdainfully: "No wonder I felt blinded as soon as I entered the reception room. It turned out that a saint had descended. I really didn't realize that there were angel wings behind President Wu. I thought it was a bat.

"That's right, while holding Ling Ji's liquidated damages, while squeezing all his commercial value, and using his fame to drive up the stock price, this kind of killing three birds with one stone, even vampire bats will be willing to bow down when they see it."

Wu Renxing slapped the table: "It's nonsense! You spout blood!"

Di Ying said unhurriedly: "Take the drama he is making now as an example. It is claimed to be created by a well-known screenwriter, but in fact it is just a name, and the content is all written by gunmen. The so-called award-winning director of overseas returnees is just a third-rate overseas university. I won a creative award in a micro film competition. I don’t know which [-]th line the heroine got from an Internet celebrity, and the film salary is actually more than ten times that of the Golden Dog Award actor, do you think this is reasonable?”

His slender fingers tapped slowly on the armrest, "Such a low-cost bad drama was packaged as a commercial blockbuster. Wuliang's stock price rose very well a while ago. Harvesting fans' money can't satisfy your greed. You don’t want to let go of your hard-earned money.”

Wu Renxing shouted loudly, "What evidence do you have!"

"Want evidence?" He snapped his fingers, "I'll give you evidence."

Sun Lushi took out the documents from the briefcase one by one, and placed them in an orderly manner on the coffee table in front of her.

"The ones on the left are the brokerage and performing arts contracts signed by Mr. Ling and Wu Liang, which contain many standard clauses and stipulate unequal conditions, such as appearance fees that are far below the market price, unreasonable commissions, sky-high liquidated damages, etc. When signing the contract, your company did not negotiate with Mr. Ling, nor did you explain to him that these terms restricted many of his rights. Now, as Mr. Ling’s attorney, I will officially inform your company that according to my country’s " According to the relevant provisions of the Civil Code, these clauses that unreasonably aggravate Mr. Ling's obligations are all invalid clauses."

Wu Renxing quibbled: "That contract was also signed by Ling Ji himself, and I didn't force him to sign it by grabbing his hand!"

Di Ying interjected: "You should be glad you didn't do this, otherwise the loss would not be money, but your hands."

It was obviously just a weightless threat, but Wu Renxing subconsciously withdrew his hand.

Di Ying: "Continue."

Sun Lushi stated in an orderly manner: "The middle is what we have collected. Over the years, Wu Liang has used the evidence of money laundering at the movie box office through illegal methods such as moving bricks, black chartering, and ghost farms. It is suspected of constituting Article 191 of the Criminal Law. Citizen, I am obliged to hand over the criminal evidence to the police, actively cooperate with the investigation, and let the police decide whether to file a case."

Wu Renxing grabbed the documents on the table and flicked through them in a panic.

"It's impossible, how did you find these... There are your spies in the company!"

Di Ying crossed her fingers and clasped them on her knees: "It's serious, Wu Liang is far from letting Di Shi pay attention to sending spies. Although your company is a quagmire, there will be law-abiding citizens who will find it."

Wu Renxing was so angry that he threw the document on the floor: "You're fucking me!"

Sun Lushi pushed the last stack of documents forward: "As for these, Wu Liang used Mr. Ling's popularity in the industry to maliciously hype and falsify film information to push up profit expectations, in order to finally achieve the goal of cashing out at a high stock price. It constitutes Article 181 of the Criminal Law, which is a crime of fabricating and disseminating false information about securities and futures transactions. If Wu Liang’s criminal behavior causes the stock price to plummet and the shareholders suffer losses, as a lawyer with a sense of justice, I would like to provide the victimized shareholders with free legal fees. Class Action Services."

The more Wu Renxing heard the back, the wider his eyes widened.

"Free legal fees... What are you planning!?"

Sun Lushi rarely showed a professional standard smile: "Because I have a legal dream."

Di Ying: "And that one, is that one ready?"

"Of course," Sun Lushi handed over two pages of paper, "This is an agreement drafted according to your request."

Di Ying took over the flimsy agreement and trembled in the air: "In any case, Ling Ji's liquidated damages must be paid, and I'm not the kind of unreasonable person. A more reasonable amount should be used to make up for your company's losses."

When Wu Renxing accepted the agreement, his hands were shaking with anger. After seeing the number on it, a mouthful of blood gushed into his throat: "...one dollar!?"

He was furious: "Di Ying, you are playing with me!"

Di Ying leaned back on the sofa chair comfortably: "Of course, I can also compensate according to the price. I just don't know if Wu Liang and Mr. Wu can afford to pay for these lawsuits?"

A stock price manipulation scandal broke out in the industry half a year ago. The boss of that listed company was fined three billion yuan, plus ten years in prison.

Wu Renxing has been in business for [-] years. He originally wanted to use the unspoken rules in the circle to put pressure on Di Ying's father, but he never thought that he would fall into the hands of his son who sells milk powder first.

"No," he regained his strength, "Didn't you want to hide Ling Ji in the snow? Why do you want to file a lawsuit for him?"

"The lawsuit is to prevent my family's employees from becoming other people's money laundering tools. Xuezang is to stay at home and only show it to me. If I don't clean up his messy work, how can I keep people at home?"

When Di Ying said such words in a high-sounding manner, Wu Renxing was also shocked.

"Could it be that you hid him in order to... save yourself, someone like Ling Ji is impossible! Why did you raise Wu Liang for nothing? It was a last resort! He would rather not receive a notice for three years than accept the company's offer. Arrangement, if President Wang didn't get bored with him, would he be able to make a movie? Can he win the Lao Shizi Award?"

Di Ying's eyes gradually narrowed: "Mr. Wang, it seems that we have added another person to our liquidation list."

Sun Lushi bowed her head and took notes in her notebook: "I have written it down, and I will ask someone to investigate."

Wu Renxing still wanted to speak, but Di Ying pressed his index finger to his lips, gestured for silence, and then picked up the phone.

The moment the phone was connected, his domineering aura was cut in half.

"What's the matter? It's a meeting, don't call me when you know my number... Where is the pacifier? Don't tell me that the old one was bitten by it again, the third cabinet on the right hand side of the storage room, the second to last drawer... Did you find it? From now on, I will ask Xiao Jia about trivial matters like this."

"You ask Xiao Jia first, and he says he doesn't know? How could he know where the things at home are? You have to ask me first about this kind of thing... Wait a minute, there is fish paste in the ice tray of the freezer, melt a piece of it Feed it... how can six meals a day be too much, supper is not a meal... not fat, not fat at all, I don't want the doctor to think, I don't think fat."

Di Ying hung up the phone, and seeing Wu Renxing staring at him dumbfounded, he raised his hand and made a please gesture: "Don't be dazed, have you read the agreement? Have you brought the official seal? You should not carry such an important thing on the waistband of your trousers." If there is no problem, sign on the spot and pay in cash. From then on, Ling Ji has nothing to do with Wu Liang. If you dare to hype those old news out of nothing—"

Di Ying just made a long sound without saying anything, but Wu Renxing felt as if he had been chopped into meat, frozen into an ice tray, and fed to unknown creatures, and his whole body shuddered.

After Wu Renxing left angrily, Sun Lushi packed up the messy documents and asked Di Ying: "The amount of liquidated damages actually compensated by Mr. Ling has changed. Should the debt contract he signed with you also be changed?"

Di Ying stood by the open window, looking down at Wu Renxing angrily walking out of Di's Building. The sound of the car door slamming could be heard from here.

"Changed? Why do you want to change it?" He replied casually, "If it's changed, how can I shoot restricted-rated dramas? If I don't need to change it, I'll be idle anyway. Let him sell himself slowly to pay off his debts."

The cold wind came in from the window, rolled up the sleeves and hem of the windbreaker, and Di Ying turned around and left.

"It's getting cold, it's time for Mr. Wang to be unable to afford a mink."

Yu Jingji had been waiting in the upstairs office for a long time, and the negotiation time was shorter than she imagined.

"I asked you to send Mr. Wu away. I heard that you almost sent him away?"

"Strangle the bat and lure the wolf." What kind of thorny road did Ling Ji walk to get here? Di Ying only regretted that she hadn't opened the way for him earlier.

"I re-planned Ling Ji's follow-up work arrangements, and pushed back the previous activities and endorsements that were inconsistent with my status. Mr. Di said that the liquidated damages can be paid by the company."

Di Ying was deeply amused: "Mr. Di is really serious, wrapping a red envelope for his daughter-in-law is so obscene."

"I also screened out suitable film and television resources for Ling Ji, do you want to see them yourself?"

Di Ying had to go through the planning book page by page, keeping the business activities and film and television resources aside.

"You don't plan to take over the role for Ling Ji?" Yu Jingji was surprised.

Di Ying threw down his pen: "Ah, Mr. Xin's birthday party will be next weekend, so what should I get?"

He answered irrelevant questions, but Yu Jingji understood in seconds.

"You want to introduce Ling Ji to Director Xin?"

Di Ying didn't deny it.

"I heard that Mr. Xin's new film is casting, even if it's not suitable this time, it's good if he looks familiar. He's been shooting a lot of messy things this year, and it's best to get a role with weight."

Xin Youkui is one of the leading directors in the film and television industry. He won the Lifetime Achievement Award a few years ago. He has won more than a dozen actresses and actresses.

But when he was not filming, Xin Youkui lived in seclusion and was not easy to socialize. If he wanted to get in touch with him outside of the set, the only way to get in touch with him was through occasions like birthday parties.

But Xin Youkui's birthday banquet is not something everyone can attend.

The script carefully selected by Yu Jingji is already a top resource in the industry, but it is still not enough to watch compared with Director Xin's play.

She couldn't help feeling: "It would be great if you were so dedicated to your career."

In order to prove that he is also a good artist who works hard, Di Ying will spend the next week running announcements seriously, working as hard as a three-good model worker.

Yu Jingji tried to add a few more jobs for him, but not only was he not rejected, but he also completed beyond expectations, and both Party A and partners praised him.This hard-working and dedicated appearance looks like a good father who is working hard for his child's milk formula money.

Even on the morning of Xin Youkui's birthday, Di Ying was still filming commercials in Linshi, finished work at noon, and hurried back to the city in the afternoon, but encountered a rare traffic jam on the road.

There are still three hours before the birthday banquet begins, and the traffic ahead is like a long queue, with no leader in sight.

Being stuck in traffic for hours can be frustrating.Ling Ji's phone call came in, and as soon as he heard a voice that seemed to have been immersed in icy water in a cold pool, his irritable mood was calmed down in an instant.

"Someone sent a dress to the house," a complaint popped out from the microphone after a long while, "Why haven't you come back?"

Di Yingren was still in the car, and his heart had already flown home.

"Try on the dress. It's custom-made according to your size. It shouldn't be wrong."

Ling Ji clenched the phone tightly, speaking hesitantly: "Do you have to go?"

The car next to him blew his whistle for a long time, but Di Ying couldn't catch it: "I didn't hear what you said?"

Ling Ji hesitated for a few more seconds, and slightly raised the volume: "I said, is it okay not to participate?"

The car next door honked even harder, and the cars around couldn't be bothered, and they all honked their horns to fight back. Di Ying's anger was ignited again, and he lowered the half window: "What's the noise!"

The driver next door did not show weakness, and opened the window to scold him passionately: "What are you wearing sunglasses in the car to pretend to be, you think you are a big star!"

Xiao Jia was in the co-pilot and quickly asked the driver to roll back the window.

"Brother Xiaoxiao, don't be recognized by others, you won't be able to escape if you want to get stuck here."

"The traffic police really should arrest this kind of person!"

"Yes, I wrote down his license plate number and went to the traffic website to complain about him."

Di Ying held back her temper and picked up her phone again: "Have you tried on the dress, does it fit?"

Ling Ji advised him, "Don't quarrel with others when you go out."

"How come, I have such a good temper, how could I quarrel with others. By the way, what did you want to say just now?"

There was a moment of silence on the other side, "It's okay, the dress fits well."

"How is Xiaoao, are you good?"

"It's playing when it's full, and Xiaoyi will come and take care of it later."

"Remind him to feed another 60ml of milk before going to bed."

Xiao Jia almost couldn't hold back her laughter, no wonder Yu Jingji said behind her back that Di Ying had changed her sex.

Di Ying looked at the road ahead: "I probably won't be able to go home in time to pick you up. I'll ask someone to take you there later. We'll meet you at the hotel."

Ling Ji just replied "Yes" in a low voice. He was not in a very high mood, and Di Ying thought that he was unhappy because he didn't see him. When we meet at night, he should be fine.

As the time approached the dinner party, in the men's restroom on the first floor of the hotel, Ling Ji slowly stretched out his hand to the sensing area, and washed his fingers carefully one by one, every movement seemed to be deliberately delaying time.

He looked up at himself in the mirror. The tailor-made dress perfectly outlined his figure, and the high-grade fabric was comfortable and fit, which was very different from the formal suit he rented before.

But the face in the mirror could not find the happy look that should be in a birthday banquet at all, instead there was a lingering thin layer of frost.

Di Ying has not been seen yet, so he just sent a message asking where he is.

Ling Ji went back to the past truthfully, but he was not in a hurry at all, and even secretly expected to miss the attendance due to being late.

Someone entered the bathroom, Ling Ji didn't intend to answer, but the other party recognized him first.

"Who am I supposed to be?" The voice was terrified, "Isn't this the actor Ling Da who insisted on quitting our company after becoming popular, went to Dishi and was refrigerated? Why are you here too?"