Xinghai Media is a subsidiary of Minghua, located within the Minghua Group’s campus.

After arriving at the location, Yu Yan politely declined his brother’s offer to accompany him and went to the company alone.

“Are you Young Master Yu?”

The voice was unfamiliar and mature, with a hint of flattery.

The man who came over was dressed in a black suit with an expensive watch on his wrist. His expression carried a natural smile but also a subtle sense of detachment.

This was Shen Yuchen?

Why was he so different from his brother’s description?

“It’s me. Nice to meet you, Brother Chen,” Yu Yan greeted politely and offered his hand for a handshake.

“Hello, I’m Zhao Chi, Assistant to President Shen.” Zhao Chi discreetly assessed the boy in front of him, who was covered head to toe in designer logos, exuding the air of a nouveau riche.

Of course, Shen Yuchen, such a high-level CEO, wouldn’t personally come to escort someone.

Yu Yan nodded. “Is Brother Chen working? Is he busy?”

“President Shen’s matters are not for me to inquire about,” Zhao Chi replied smoothly, leaving no openings.

Like completing a task, Zhao Chi briefly introduced Xinghai’s current situation. Backed by a major enterprise like Minghua, Xinghai was one of the top companies in the entertainment industry, boasting top-tier artists and renowned managers.

Many of the industry’s hottest artists were scouted by managers with sharp eyes from various programs or online platforms. Only a few were signed before their debut, and most of those achieved significant development through Xinghai’s resources.

Because of this, Yu Yan, as an outsider with connections, would likely only be assigned artists who either had personality issues no one wanted to manage or those with glaring flaws in their abilities.

Yu Yan was mentally prepared for this. He didn’t intend to ride on others’ achievements, so he didn’t see it as a problem.

His goal was to rescue all the hidden gems in the entertainment industry!

Zhao Chi nodded slightly before leading him to the door of the vice president’s office. He knocked twice and then pushed the door open.

Yu Yan glanced at the office door and noticed the nameplate on it—Zhang Yuan.

“Assistant Zhao, does President Shen have any instructions?” Zhang Yuan immediately stood up from his leather chair, looking extremely respectful.

“This is the new manager at the company, and this is Vice President Zhang of Xinghai Media,” Zhao Chi introduced them.

Yu Yan quickly extended his hand. “Hello, Vice President Zhang. My name is Yu Yan, but you can just call me Xiao Yan.”

“Hello,” Zhang Yuan responded with a smile but then looked at Zhao Chi in confusion.

Zhao Chi checked the time and relayed, “President Shen hopes that since Young Master Yu is new and unfamiliar with the company, you can guide him and assign him a few artists with some degree of fame.”

After Zhao Chi left, Zhang Yuan’s puzzled gaze fell on Yu Yan as he tried to guess whether Shen Yuming wanted him to take care of or make things difficult for this young man.

Logically speaking, someone personally brought in by Zhao Chi was definitely a connected individual, and Zhang Yuan should go out of his way to help. But the instruction to assign him artists with some degree of fame made things tricky—everyone knew that any artist with a bit of fame but no current manager usually had serious issues.

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Minghua Group, President’s Office.

Shen Yuming didn’t dwell on Zhao Chi’s report, only instructing someone to keep an eye on Yu Yan.

The sudden ringing of his phone broke the silence. About ten seconds later, he picked up the call and put it on speaker.

“So, is my brother settled in?”

Yu Chen’s voice came through the phone.

“You’re adapting well, I see,” Shen Yuming sneered, his tone full of disdain.

“No matter what, he’s still my parents’ son. I can’t just bite the hand that feeds me, right?” Yu Chen chuckled and then reminded, “Oh, by the way, keep an eye on the company staff. Don’t let anyone bully my brother. Pay attention to his mental health—kids just stepping into society can’t handle too much pressure.”

“Such a saint, worrying about his mental health?” Shen Yuming mocked.

“Who’s more saintly than you? I’ll be out on business for the next couple of days, so make sure he doesn’t find out your real name. He’s afraid of you. Did you slip up?”

Shen Yuming opened a project proposal and began working while perfunctorily responding to Yu Chen, “I don’t know.”

“You don’t know? What did you even talk about?”

“Nothing. I had Zhao Chi take him,” Shen Yuming replied indifferently.

“Shen Yuming! I entrusted my younger brother to you, and you just sent an assistant to take him to the company. What if he gets bullied because he doesn’t have any connections?” Yu Chen’s tone was urgent, with a hint of dissatisfaction.

Shen Yuming wasn’t going to pamper him, “Then you take him away.”

“Slap—” Shen Yuming hung up the phone.

Why should he waste time caring about a useless person who tried to threaten his family by overdosing on medicine and ended up in the ICU?

…

Zhang Yuan probably had to discuss with others about which artists to assign to Yu Yan, leaving him to wander around the company.

Xinghai Media occupied two floors of this building. One floor was for offices and meeting areas, while the other floor was equipped with recording studios and dance rooms, specifically for singers and idols.

There were many handsome men and beautiful women coming and going in the entertainment company, and Yu Yan found it quite pleasing to the eye. He lingered a little longer in one of the dance rooms.

The girls dancing were probably new recruits of the company. Their dance moves were lackluster, lacking both strength and grace.

On the other hand, the instructor, with exceptional looks and a well-proportioned body, moved gracefully. Both her explosive power and fluidity were impressive, indicating that she had been in the industry for a while.

If all the artists under his wing were like this, it would save him so much trouble. Unfortunately, such good fortune wasn’t his.

After just half an hour, Yu Yan received a phone call from Zhang Yuan asking him to return to the office.

Considering that Yu Yan was new to the role of a manager, Zhang Yuan only gave him three artists’ resumes.

Upon seeing the first resume, Yu Yan was stunned for a while.

“Mr. Zhang, hasn’t He Zhi Yu already debuted in a talent show? Why doesn’t he have a manager?”

Yu Yan stared at the name and photo for quite some time before confirming that it was indeed He Zhi Yu, who had debuted at the bottom of the ranking in a talent show.

“Oh, his group disbanded,” Zhang Yuan answered casually.

Yu Yan’s breath caught, “It says here that he was kicked out of the group for fighting.”

He had followed that talent show from start to finish. The original eleven-member group had suddenly been reduced to a nine-member group after a few activities, with two members forced to leave. There were all kinds of conspiracy theories online, but the real reason turned out to be He Zhi Yu’s impulsive behavior, which led to his expulsion from the group.

This explained why no manager was willing to take him on.

But could a hot-tempered person like him actually listen to Yu Yan?

There was a risk he might end up being beaten himself!

Zhang Yuan smiled, “He’s a bit impulsive, so now he’s off filming a movie.”

“What movie?”

“It’s something like ‘Rebirth: I Become a Zombie and Drive a Mech to Farm in Space, Reversing into a War God.’”

“Wow, just hearing the title makes my blood boil.” Yu Yan forced a smile as he stared at the resume.

Zhang Yuan replied casually, “Young people like these kinds of things.”

Okay, fine.

There were still two more artists, they couldn’t be that bad.

Yu Yan flipped to the next artist’s resume, his tone rising, “Jian Ran, a stutterer?”

Yu Yan muttered the name twice, feeling it was somewhat familiar.

The original novel was written from Yu Chen’s perspective, with very few descriptions of other characters. However, Yu Yan had a vivid memory of Jian Ran, partly because he was a stutterer and partly because he died in a blast scene on set.

Jian Ran was a talented actor, but due to his stutter, he could only serve as a background character in various productions. The explosion scene was caused by an issue with the props team, but since it involved multiple people, the company was held accountable. This delayed Yu Chen’s investments and sped up the bankruptcy of the company.

A talented actor, but unfortunately held back by his stutter.

Feeling a bit heavy-hearted, Yu Yan continued reading.

The last artist, Song Yun Jing, had participated in a talent show but didn’t debut, so she ended up in acting. The resume had little information, not even a photo, making it hard to tell what to expect. She was the only one who seemed somewhat normal.

Zhang Yuan’s eyes twinkled, “He Zhi Yu and Jian Ran both have schedules, but Song Yun Jing is currently at the company. Would you like to meet her?”

Yu Yan shook his head, “Not for now, Mr. Zhang. Where’s my office?”

“The office next door is ready. If you need anything, just let me know,” Zhang Yuan said with relief.

Yu Yan gave him an ‘OK’ sign, “Thank you, Mr. Zhang.”

Just as he was about to turn and head for his designated office, he was suddenly called back.

“Xiao Yan, you just graduated recently, right?” Zhang Yuan continued probing.

“No, I graduated a while ago. Mr. Zhang, is there something you need?” Yu Yan asked, confused.

Zhang Yuan chuckled and patted his shoulder, “Nothing major. Let’s have dinner tonight, bring Song Yun Jing along. I’ll take you to broaden your horizons.”

Yu Yan quickly responded, “Then thank you, Mr. Zhang. You book the place, and I’ll pick up the tab.”

As a newcomer and a junior, it was only right for him to take the initiative to treat for this dinner.

“Alright, let’s go to Que Ming Club, I’ll have someone bring Song Yun Jing along.”

Yu Yan immediately agreed, “By the way, why not invite He Zhi Yu and Jian Ran too?”

Inviting one person or a group of people was the same. It would also save money to have everyone come together.

After all, it was a team-building dinner, and it would be a good opportunity to get to know some of the artists under his charge. There was no reason to just bring Song Yun Jing and not He Zhi Yu and Jian Ran.

Zhang Yuan paused for a moment, his tone cautious, “Do you… like that sort of thing?”

Yu Yan nodded, “I like anyone who’s good-looking.”

Zhang Yuan suddenly understood—it was about liking both men and women, “Got it. I’ll make sure to call them.”

“Thank you, Mr. Zhang. If there’s nothing else, I’ll head back now.”

The office next door was just slightly smaller than the CEO’s office, but it was fully equipped, with ergonomic desks and chairs that could be reclined for resting.

On his first day at work, Yu Yan’s main task was to familiarize himself with the environment and the three artists he was managing. Soon, Zhang Yuan sent over more detailed information about them, including all of their works since their debut.

The computer had He Zhi Yu’s talent show performance playing, and Yu Yan lay back in his chair, browsing on his phone.

He opened a popular food delivery app, carefully scrolling for ten minutes, before regretfully exiting.

He then opened a popular short video app, and after another ten minutes, he exited again, feeling disappointed.

The Que Ming Club didn’t have group discounts!

Although there were videos of the club on the platform, just the décor alone indicated that it wasn’t cheap. It seemed like he would be spending quite a bit today.

Yu Yan checked his bank balance. His seven-figure savings barely earned a five-digit interest each month.

A new message popped up in the WeChat group “Ping An Health Family.”

[Jiang Mo: Guess what delicious food Mommy is bringing home for the two baby sons today.]

[Yu Yan: Grape milk tea.]

[Jiang Mo: You guessed it right!]

[Yu Chen: Mom, I’m on a business trip, can’t have it. Suggest not posting in the group.]

[Yu Lin: How was your first day at work, Xiao Yan?]

[Yu Yan: It’s okay, we’re having team-building today, I’ll treat everyone to dinner later.]

[Yu Lin: Where are you eating? Dad will reimburse you.]

[Yu Yan: Que Ming Club.]

After Yu Yan sent his message, the group went quiet for a moment.

He thought everyone was just busy with work, so he didn’t think much of it.

It wasn’t until ten minutes later that a new message popped up in the group.

[Jiang Mo: What time will you be home, baby? Mommy will come pick you up.]

[Yu Yan: No need, Mom. I’m not a kid anymore. I checked, and this place is a bit far. I’ll just take a cab later.]

[Jiang Mo: Alright, but if anything happens, call Mommy right away.]

[Yu Yan: Meow meow nodding.jpg]

On the other side of the ocean, Yu Chen’s phone was nearly smoking from the amount of calls. When it finally connected, he shouted angrily, “Shen Yuming! How could you let my brother go to that filthy place!”