Feng Shui Secrets of the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 292 High Entertainment's Gameplay

"Nothing different?"

Fatty Lin looked at Boss Yang suspiciously and said, "Brother, what do you mean? I don't understand."

"What I mean is, Korea is heavily influenced by conglomerates. Female celebrities in the entertainment industry are just playthings of those conglomerates. Don't treat them like goddesses!" President Yang explained.

"You're underestimating your younger brother!"

Fatty Lin chuckled, nodded at Boss Yang, puffed out his chest, and said, "Brother, haven't you even asked around? My nickname in Hong Kong is the infamous Fatty Motor!"

"From fledgling models to innocent beauties, to established actresses who married into wealthy families, and those I have a childhood soft spot for—one by one, which of them did I fawn over? Weren't they the ones begging and catering to me?"

Fatty Lin became more and more smug as he spoke, his nostrils practically pointing to the sky.

"Virtue!"

Mr. Yang was furious.

"Brother, you saw it, right? He's always like this with me. Today, I'll make him pay the bill!" I said.

"Yes, you're paying today!" Mr. Yang nodded.

"Brother, please stop! I won't be arrogant anymore, okay?"

Upon hearing that he was to pay the bill, Fatty Lin immediately backed down.

"Keep showing off, keep showing off!" President Yang said with a laugh.

"Brother, I won't be so cocky anymore, I'll never be cocky again!" Fatty Lin admitted his mistake with a mournful face.

"If you keep showing off, you'll be paying for everything from now on!" President Yang snorted.

"Brother, tell me, how did you meet Song Ji-eun?"

Seeing that Yang Zong was about to give in, Fatty Lin quickly changed the subject.

"Korea has limited land and a small population, so they've always wanted to expand into our market. Song Ji-eun is quite well-known in our country and has always been a vanguard in this expansion!" President Yang said after thinking for a moment.

"Vanguard?"

Fatty Lin thought for a moment and said, "I haven't heard of her having any activities in our country."

Lin Pangzi was right about that; Song Ji-eun had indeed visited China, but not many times.

"Who told you she's a trendsetter in the entertainment industry?" President Yang said slowly.

"Brother, you mean they're using her to expand their market in Korea?" Fatty Lin understood immediately.

"That's right!"

Mr. Yang nodded and said, "Her agency is controlled by Star Shine Holdings!"

Star Shine Group is the number one conglomerate in Korea. There is a Korean proverb that says there are three things that Koreans can hardly avoid in their lives: death, taxes, and Star Shine.

This proverb alone demonstrates the power of the Xinghui Group.

"Her coming to our country isn't about the entertainment industry; helping Xinghui expand its business is her top priority!" President Yang continued.

"Brother, did Xinghui use her to expand your influence?" Fatty Lin asked.

"Heh, am I someone she can expand upon?" President Yang started showing off.

"Bro, if you didn't show off, we could still be friends!" Fatty Lin said quietly.

"Get lost, do you still want to see Song Ji-eun?" President Yang cursed.

"Yes!" Fatty Lin uttered a single word.

"Shut up if you want to!" said President Yang.

Fatty Lin immediately shut up.

Seeing this, Mr. Yang nodded in satisfaction, took out his phone, and dialed a number.

After the call connected, Mr. Yang started speaking in bird language.

After chatting for less than a minute, Mr. Yang hung up the phone and said, "Done!"

"Brother, I just remembered something. How do I communicate with Song Zhi'en?" Fatty Lin said.

"Just normal communication!" said Mr. Yang.

"She speaks Mandarin?" Fatty Lin was delighted.

"Normal communication is no problem!" said General Manager Yang.

"That's settled!" Fatty Lin said, rubbing his hands together.

An hour later, we met Song Ji-eun in a private room at a club.

Song Ji-eun is prettier in person than on TV.

Besides Song Ji-eun, President Yang also invited several other young models.

After thinking it over for a moment, Fatty Lin called Li Qian over as well.

When Li Qian arrived, she saw Song Zhien nestled in Lin Pangzi's arms. Her expression first darkened, then turned to shock. She recognized Song Zhien, and finally her expression softened into a charming smile as she walked over to the other side of Lin Pangzi and sat down.

If my attention hadn't been elsewhere from the woman, I wouldn't have noticed this dramatic change of expression.

During the meal and drinks, President Yang praised Fatty Lin in various ways to make him look good. The two people from Xinghui Group who came with Song Zhien were greatly impressed after learning that Fatty Lin was a Taoist priest.

Not only the two of them, but Song Ji-eun was also more attentive to Fatty Lin.

Their attitude made me realize that Taoists or otherworldly figures must have held a very high status in Goryeo.

This conjecture was later proven to be correct.

In Korea and Japan, people like Fatty Lin can be considered underground godfathers.

After Yang Zong's boasting, Fatty Lin became incredibly arrogant.

We played until the early hours of the morning. I didn't go with them to the next location. Fatty Lin left with Li Qian and Song Zhien.

It was almost one o'clock when I got back to the clinic.

I was deeply shocked by what I experienced tonight.

Actresses like Song Ji-eun, who are nationally recognized in Korea, are nothing more than minor figures who can be dismissed at will in the eyes of an executive.

And it wasn't just a minor character; those two executives at Star Shine didn't treat Song Ji-eun like a human being at all.

They told Fatty Lin directly that he could do whatever he wanted, as long as he didn't die.

I can tell they weren't just saying it for fun, but genuinely thought so.

I didn't expect this attitude.

By observing Song Ji-eun, we can see the niche that Korean actresses occupy in their own country.

A few months later, a Korean actress committed suicide. Before her death, she wrote a suicide note denouncing the injustices she had suffered.

Some media outlets have said that Song Ji-eun only survived; if she hadn't, she would have been the second one.

This statement is sufficient to prove many things.

With a belly full of emotions, I returned to the clinic.

At this hour, Long Nier and Li Li must be asleep. I was afraid of disturbing them, so I moved very quietly.

"You're back?"

To my surprise, as soon as I reached the third floor, Nier's voice rang out in the darkness.

I was startled and then realized that Long Nier was sitting on the sofa.

A little exasperated, I whispered, "Nier, why aren't you asleep?"

"I can't sleep!" Long Nier said.

"Ni'er, I just had a little wine, I didn't do anything else!" I quickly explained.

"I'm not worried about what you're doing, brother. I only let you go drinking with Fatty because I trust you!" Long Nier said.

"What's wrong with you?" I asked.

"Brother, something's wrong with Little Fox!" Long Ni'er whispered.

"What?"

My heart tightened, and I raised my voice a little: "What's wrong with Xiaoli?"

"Shh!"

Long Ni'er glanced towards the bedroom: "Keep your voice down, don't wake Xiao Li!"

"Tell me, what's wrong with Little Fox?" I asked in a high-pitched voice, extremely anxious.