Feng Shui Secrets of the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 300 Da Cheng Wants to Go Solo 2

"He didn't tell me any of this?"

I murmured to myself, "If Dacheng had told me all this, I would definitely have helped him."

"How could he possibly tell you something like this!" Fatty Lin said.

"Why didn't you tell me before?" I asked.

How can I tell you?

Fatty Lin said with a hint of helplessness, "So, Da Cheng did everything to get ahead?"

I was speechless for a moment. It's true, some things just can't be said.

"Alright, stop dwelling on it. That's just how the entertainment industry is. Da Cheng isn't the first to do this, and he won't be the last. It's his own choice!"

Seeing that I was feeling unwell, Fatty Lin offered me some words of comfort.

"I know!"

I nodded and said, "According to what you've said, Dacheng wants to go solo and wants me to put in a good word for him with President Yang, but he's too embarrassed to ask, right?"

"It's not that he's embarrassed to speak up, but he knows that once he does, he won't be able to keep his secret anymore, and I'll definitely have to tell you, which is why he's hesitant!" Fatty Lin said.

"It's your decision, I'll support you!"

Fatty Lin patted my shoulder and got up to walk downstairs.

"Why!"

I sighed, took out my phone, and called Dacheng.

"Brother Feng!"

After the call connected, Da Cheng's voice carried a hint of trepidation.

As soon as I heard his voice, I knew he knew I knew.

Although it's a bit of a mouthful, that's the gist of it.

"Chengzi, I heard from Fatty that he ran into you a few days ago. He said you want to go solo, is that right?" I asked directly.

"Brother Feng, I want to go solo!" Da Cheng took a deep breath and readily admitted.

"Should I go and talk to Mr. Yang on your behalf?" I asked.

"Brother Feng, to be honest with you, I want to go solo, but not now. I've finally built up some connections with Boss Yang, and I don't want to give them up easily!" Da Cheng said.

"How can I help you?"

After a long silence, I asked softly.

I understood what Da Cheng meant. I went to President Yang to mediate. President Yang would definitely release the person out of consideration for me.

But the downside is that all the goodwill Dacheng had built up with President Yang over the years was wasted.

To put it bluntly, all his hard work serving the bureau was for nothing; all his efforts were in vain.

"Brother Feng, I think you should introduce me to Boss Ma at the right time. I want to become his apprentice!" Da Cheng said.

"no problem!"

I readily agreed, understanding what Da Cheng wanted to do.

Just like serving Yang Zong, Da Cheng needed to build a foundation for going solo.

"Brother Feng, thank you!" Da Cheng said earnestly after I agreed.

"Why are we talking like this, brothers? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have met President Yang. In fact, I should be thanking you!" I said.

Da Cheng fell silent for a moment.

After about ten seconds, Da Cheng spoke again: "Brother Feng, will you look down on me?"

"What are you saying? How could I possibly look down on you? Don't overthink it. I know what it means to be caught in the middle of life and not be in control of your own destiny!" I said.

"Thanks!"

Da Cheng sniffed and uttered two words.

"There's no need for thanks between us. Just give me a call if you need anything in the future!" I said.

"Um!"

Da Cheng choked up slightly.

"Alright, I'm not talking to you anymore. I just finished a ritual with Fatty Lin and I'm a bit tired. I'm going downstairs to get something to eat!" I said.

"Um!"

Da Cheng hummed in agreement, but did not hang up.

I shook my head and hung up the phone, knowing he was waiting for me to hang up.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night for Dacheng.

Some things don't really matter how outsiders see them or what they say, but it's devastating when even the closest people look at them with prejudice.

Da Cheng choked up because his most shameful side had been revealed to me, and he didn't know how to face me.

The moment he received my call, he knew he couldn't hide his secret anymore.

Actually, what he did wasn't a big deal.

The rivalry between Liu Mingming and Prince Tong for the emperor's favor was reported in the news back then.

Afterwards, the two of them continued to eat and drink as usual, and dated other women as if nothing had happened.

Da Cheng's reaction can only mean one thing: he still has a sense of shame.

When Da Cheng stops reacting to this kind of thing, it means he's suited for the entertainment industry.

This circle is not suitable for good people, nor is it suitable for people with pure hearts.

Besides, you might think they're dirty, but they might be enjoying themselves!

Furthermore, the position of Dacheng is already something many people desire but cannot attain.

There's a saying that goes something like this: "This is it, you can't even kneel down if you want to!"

Many people would fight tooth and nail for just the right to kneel.

As I came downstairs, Fatty Lin was smoking at the door.

"Have you figured it out?"

After looking me up and down, Fatty Lin offered me a cigarette.

"What's there to figure out or not!"

I took the cigarette, lit it, took a puff, and said, "Dacheng is more understanding than we are. He said he doesn't want to leave now; he wants to continue accumulating experience. What he wants is to become an apprentice!"

"This kid has potential!"

Fatty Lin laughed after hearing that.

"It has potential!"

I thought about it, and it really is true.

To make a name for yourself in the entertainment industry, there are two basic elements: you have to be ruthless to yourself and ruthless to others.

Da Chengzi has already achieved the level of being ruthless to himself.

"Brother, don't think too much. Everyone has their own way of living!" Long Ni'er also came over to persuade him.

"Um!"

I nodded.

We chatted for a while at the door, then went back and made some late-night snacks. After eating, we all went back to our rooms.

The night passed in silence.

At 2 PM, Lin Qiao arrived with her students from her training class.

There were three students who came this time. They were all quite young, the oldest being eighteen this year.

These three trainees have basically the same problems as Song Ji-eun.

When I was taking their pulses and examining them, I kept a stern face the whole time.

An hour later, I removed the silver needles from the three women and said to Lin Qiao, "Alright, you can take them back now!"

Lin Qiao glanced at me, smiled, and said to her assistant, "Take them back!"

"Um!"

The assistant nodded and led the three students downstairs.

"Master Feng, some things aren't what you think!"

After the students went downstairs, Lin Qiao took out a women's cigarette and started smoking it by herself.

"Do you know what I'm thinking?" I said coldly.

"Master Feng, you don't think their fate would be much better than it is now if I didn't take them in, do you?" Lin Qiao asked calmly.

I didn't know what to say for a moment.

"With me, at least I can provide them with a stable environment. If it weren't for me, their parents might have sent them somewhere else, and they might already be fertilizer for flowers!"

Lin Qiao said.