Su Fengxi, the woman who walked gracefully within the entertainment circle, now looked like a crazy woman, as she was rushed towards Zhao Wenyan while waving her sharp polished nails.

Her beautiful face had long been twisted by the ferocious expression she carried, resembling that of a demon.

Unfortunately, her strength was far from that of Zhao Wenyan's. Before she could even touch a single strand of his hair, she was pushed away by the other.

She staggered from the force of the push, which when paired with the eight-centimeters-high heels she was wearing, caused her to fall. Yet, no one dared to step forward and help her.

Zhao Guoan even moved to the side to avoid her when she fell, showing how much he detested her while carrying a carefree expression.

Who said his grandson was obsessed with this woman?

-Wake up already!!!

Zhao Wenyan nervously grabbed Fan Jialuo's hands and asked gently, "Did she touch you just now?"

Fan Jialuo shook his head. "No."

Zhao Wenyan was relieved and tenderly patted the back of the other's hand in a gesture of appeasing him.

It became evident to everyone just how concerned he was for Fan Jialuo from this scene alone.

In the war between the former and the current lover, undoubtedly, the new sweetheart had won in an overwhelming manner.

And, it was needless to say, Zhao Wenyan could easily tear Su Fengxi into pieces just by himself!

Even during the time when she was most favored by Zhao Wenyan, Su Fengxi had never enjoyed this kind of treatment.

As the saying goes-the grass is always greener on the other side!

Everyone sighed silently in their hearts, and at the same time, looked towards Fan Jialuo with great admiration.

Was it a simple case of turning the tables and becoming famous again? No! This time, he had directly soared to reach the heavens!

Cao Xiaofeng and Sun Ying, who had been brought to the top floor by Mr. Liu, were scared stiff after seeing all this.

Just when did Fan Jialuo hook up with Mr. Zhao?

And even KO-ed the Big Sister of Xinghui Entertainment, Su Fengxi?

It must have been a tough fight, right?

Cao Xiaofeng craned his neck toward the interior of the President's office, and after seeing Fan Jialuo's appearance, with that face that was beautiful to the extreme, he somewhat understood Mr. Zhao's choice.

On the other side, the fallen Su Fengxi was still unable to get up, even after a long time had passed.

Although she also exuded a mysterious charm, her physical strength paled in comparison to Zhao Wenyan's. Coupled with her eight-centimeters-high heels, it was inevitable that she would end up twisting her foot while falling.

She was embarrassed, extremely embarrassed.

In addition to wanting to tear at Zhao Wenyan and Fan Jialuo, she also wished to disappear on the spot. She had been thoroughly embarrassed, and this only fueled her rage even more.

In short, she was incensed!

However, an even more humiliating situation was yet to come-

Without waiting for her to get up, Zhao Wenyan coldly ordered, "Please hurry up and leave! Go, quickly, this very instant!"

Su Fengxi looked up at him with a face full of disbelief.

Honestly, she had still held some hope until now-that in the end this man would only be angry with her for a moment, and that he would go back to his usual self after being given a little bit of time.

Yet, God still let her down.

Not only did Zhao Wenyan not feel any sympathy, he also directly pressed the intercom button to connect to his secretary and commanded, "Send a few security guards over to escort this woman out!"

The secretary had left her office early on itself, and had hid herself beside the office door to watch the drama. Upon hearing her boss's instructions, she quickly trotted away to call the security guards.

Zhao Guoan could no longer remain silent, stated angrily, "What kind of security guards are you calling? Xiao Lin, Xiao Guang, throw her out for me!"

Xiao Lin and Xiao Guang were Zhao Guoan's personal assistants, who also served as bodyguards. It could be seen from their tall and sturdily-built bodies that their physical strength couldn't be underestimated.

Without any demur, they grabbed Su Fengxi, pulled her upright, and dragged her all the way out to the elevator. Then, they sent her to the first floor and prepared to push her out of the building.

The doors of the elevator opened on the first floor-

The fabulous first-rate actress who bathed in the limelight, staggered and fell down once again, her poor eight-centimeter high heels falling apart when she had only tottered a bit of the distance away from the elevator.

In the lobby, numerous Xinghui Entertainment staff members and celebrities could be seen coming and going.

Those present in the lobby were shocked silly upon witnessing this disgraceful appearance of the first-rate celebrity, Su Fengxi.

"Sister Su, what happened to you?" asked Su Mian anxiously, though no one knew where he had rushed out from.

Su Fengxi grabbed his arm tightly, exerting an amount of force that could rip apart even a piece of meat, and squeezed out through gritted teeth, "Help me leave, hurry!"

So then, the two of them picked up her broken heels and limped away.

Everyone present in the lobby had witnessed this scene, and as soon as they saw these figures retreat, they turned around to murmur to their companions.

It was quite strange, because it was known to all that Su Fengxi was the only 'older sister' in Xinghui Entertainment, along with being Zhao Wenyan's sweetheart. It was only with such a backing that she could so casually stroll around in the murky entertainment circle.

Apart from the time when she had to act on TV, had she ever fallen to such a low point?

In any case, who the hell was it who dared to throw her out of the elevator?

That was President Zhao's exclusive elevator. How could he have become this ruthless?

The truth was-Zhao Wenyan was more ruthless than any of these people could imagine.

He blacklisted Su Fengxi on all of his social accounts, then logged on to Xinghui Entertainment's official Weibo account to release a message that stated that Xinghui Entertainment would completely terminate their cooperative relationship with Hongye Studio.

From here on, both parties would become independent entities, with no further obligations or responsibilities to the other.

Furthermore, any of the two companies current business dealings would be terminated, effective immediately.

Xinghui Entertainment was willing to bear full legal responsibility, was willing to lose money, was willing to fight a lawsuit-they would comply with these terms to the very end.

Hongye Studio was Su Fengxi's personal studio.

It was said that the studio was affiliated with Xinghui, but in fact, there was no relationship between them in terms of revenue.

Despite there being no official relationship Hongye Studio still used Xinghui's resources, grabbed Xinghui's profits and seized Xinghui's contacts.

If it lost money, it was natural for Xinghui to be the one to make up for that loss.

For Xinghui Entertainment, this studio was akin to a growing tumor.

The company executives had more than once advised Zhao Wenyan -If you let Hongye Studio grow, it will suck Xinghui dry before removing and replacing us.

Previously, Zhao Wenyan had always turned a deaf ear to such warnings, and this attitude of his had thoroughly chilled the most senior members of the company's management.

They hadn't expected to one day see their president completely awaken, and also release a statement stating that the company would decisively cut off its relationship with that tumorous growth.

This is simply very good news!

These company executives quickly logged into their personal Weibo accounts and forwarded the message.

For a person without any social media accounts, like Zhao Guoan, he could only stand idly by and watch everyone else.

"Xiao Guang, help me register a Weibo account. I also want to forward this statement! How much money does the company have to pay to kick this woman away? This old man is willing to provide the required funds! But if she acts against the law and causes losses to the company, we still need to get all of it back and more!"

Although the old man continually kept spitting the fires of rage, his heart was incomparably cold and ruthless.

Xiao Guang quickly took out a phone and began to teach the elderly man how to use Weibo.

Fan Jialuo loosened his arms around Zhao Wenyan and was ready to go back to his seat, but before he could do so, the other person tightly grasped his wrists and pulled him forward, towards him.

He couldn't resist the force dragging him forward, and ended up pouncing onto the other's generous shoulders, causing them to stick even closer to each other.

After this happened, Fan Jialuo raised one of his eyebrows in question.

Zhao Wenyan's ears reddened and he quickly said, "It's nothing. You can go back and sit now. Thank you."

Fan Jialuo stepped back and then walked around the other person to sit down in the leather chair in front of the desk.

Zhao Guoan, who was not ready to witness such a situation, asked, "The two of you are?"

Fan Jialuo politely nodded at the elder and gave him a refreshing smile, like that of a passing spring breeze, before explaining, "Mr. Zhao was simply cooperating with me in acting. Please forgive me for being rather abrupt and rude."

"Ah, I see. Then it's fine, it's okay. And well done, there's no need to apologize!"

After hearing the other's explanation, he felt completely relieved. His impression of Fan Jialuo also skyrocketed.

Zhao Wenyan's expression changed slightly, but in the end, he said nothing.

After releasing this public statement, he called Su Fengxi's manager over to his office and said bluntly, "We've already terminated the contract with Su Fengxi, but as you know, she's always been working under Xinghui's wings.

"You are an employee of Xinghui, yet have always been serving her and have been seizing company resources for her.

"I'll ask you now, do you want to quit or will you stay? If you choose to quit, go and resign quickly. My company doesn't need any of Su Fengxi's people."

The manager stared at him with anger and sneered, "Mr. Zhao, you've been with Sister Su for five years, yet not once did you return her mutual feelings, not even with a hint of affection. I'm just a small office worker, how can I dare to oppose you? Don't worry, I'll go now."

Zhao Wenyan smiled subconsciously.

He could already see it clearly-this person was also entangled in a morbid love and was so deeply attached to Su Fengxi that he could abandon his wife and son for her, regardless of everything.

He had now become a loner. All his friends and relatives chose to stay away from him, and some of them even hated him.

Moreover, owing to his low value, Su Fengxi didn't attach any importance to him.

If she was satisfied with his work, she would praise him with a few sweet words; if not, she would order him to get lost and have him handle the various piles of mess she had left behind in her wake.

He lived a life worse than that of a dog's under her foot, but even then, all the things he did for her were enough to make him feel proud of himself, and experience happiness beyond reproach.

Such a person, could he still be saved?

Zhao Wenyan himself had also endlessly suffered from her torment.

Fan Jialuo could also see that there was something unusual about the manager, but he didn't say anything. Zhao Wenyan would not force him to do something that he didn't like as well.

At present, Zhao Wenyan simply wanted to give the other respect, so as to make up for the previous him, who had positioned himself as a bystander in Fan Jialuo's life.

He wanted to bridge the growing estrangement in the relationship between them.

After settling the manager, Zhao Wenyan asked his secretary to summon all the artists who had signed with Xinghui under Su Fengxi's name.

On the other hand, Zhao Guoan fully devoted himself to learning how to operate Weibo and didn't bother to interfere with any of his grandson's decisions.

After such a long time, he was finally getting to see that strong character and outstanding leadership quality inherent to his grandson, those that had almost disappeared, shine once again.

His grandson had always been exceptionally vigorous, and had always maintained a clear-cut line between public and private matters, so how could he have become so muddled?!

But, after five years, he was finally awake.

For a second, Zhao Guoan even thought-If anyone could pull his grandson out of Su Fengxi's control, let alone a man, even if the one he fell in love with was a dog, he would still acknowledge their relationship!

Fortunately, that entire 'falling in love with a man' had just been an act, while falling in love with a dog was impossible!

Thinking in this manner, Zhao Guoan secretly felt very relieved.

Soon after, the artists who had signed with Hongye Studio walked into the office one by one, all looking at Zhao Wenyan anxiously.

"The company has terminated its partnership with Hongye Studio, as well as all cooperative projects between us. You all are her artists, but the resources you took belonged to Xinghui. Something like this doesn't make sense.

"From today on, you should return all the resources you have taken and know that you cannot act in Xinghui's name, do you understand?" Zhao Wenyan's tone was very cold.

The female artists nodded obediently, but the male artists looked at Zhao Wenyan with gazes filled with hatred.

Zhao Guoan was more than satisfied with his grandson's approach. To deal with a woman like Su Fengxi, one needed to be ruthless and had to spare no one.

Otherwise, it would be easy for her to take advantage of the chaos to reverse the situation, and thereby create more obstacles, just like the way the wind stirs the rain.

Zhao Wenyan couldn't care less about what these artists thought of him, and sent them out of his office after making the announcement.

He called for one of his assistants and instructed, "Find me a few bodyguards, and keep them on standby for all 24 hours. Their main task is to prevent Su Fengxi from appearing around me.

"If any one of them has any contact with Su Fengxi, immediately change the lot of them out and get me a new group of bodyguards. This applies for everyone in the company. Anyone who has contact with her needs to be replaced!"

The assistant stated their compliance again and again.

Zhao Wenyan thought for a moment before continuing, "Transfer all the male assistants here to the other departments temporarily, leave only the female assistants behind.

"Hongye Studio still occupies two floors of our office building, but has never paid rent. You, get some people to help them move quickly! I don't want to see anyone that is close to Su Fengxi in the company!"

The assistant being ordered about stared blankly for a while, before rejoicing that she was a woman.

She was glad at her boss's firm resolve to part with Su Fengxi.

After a few seconds of silence, she said in a low voice, "President Zhao, I understand and I will do so now. In fact, I want to report that Executive Assistant Zhou has been very close to Miss Su and often even discloses your personal whereabouts to her, along with some company secrets. I didn't dare to say it before, but now..."

Zhao Wenyan interrupted her, "You don't have to explain, I know. I'm promoting you to take his place. Give him three months' worth of salary as severance and cancel his contract.

"Also, inform the Security Department. Have them install a facial recognition system in the building, specifically designed to identify Su Fengxi's face. Once she appears, all access must be closed off to her!"

The assistant calmly nodded her head, but her heart felt like it was on a roller coaster.

Never would she have expected Zhao Wenyan to be so cruel and callous to Su Fengxi, to such an extent.

Was this his attempt to eliminate and purge Su Fengxi from his life?

Without the backing of Xinghui Entertainment, Su Fengxi's days in the entertainment circle would be full of hardship.

It wouldn't be long before her fortunes dissipated to the point where she would have nothing left at all.

But even so, the assistant didn't feel any sympathy for Su Fengxi.

In the end, she had fallen into this situation because of herself, and it had nothing to do with others.

After dealing with the company's internal affairs, Zhao Wenyan took out a USB drive from the safe and was ready to completely destroy Su Fengxi's future in the entertainment circle.

It was not the first time he had discovered that Su Fengxi was stealing resources. The evidence contained in the USB wasn't complete, but it was enough to cause the other to thoroughly lose all her standing and reputation in the industry.

After all, she was a first-rate superstar with a large number of fans. After coming to know that Xinghui had broken their contract with her, the people who would come out to support her would undoubtedly be more than the ones who would support Xinghui Entertainment.

In the eyes of the public, she was an individual, a weak faction. No matter the kind of lies she had spun, or how many wrongs she had committed-all of it was worthy of sympathy and acceptance.

With such a driving force behind her, her popularity might even surge higher.

The phrase "I'm weak and I have a reason, while you're deservedly rich" has always been a staunch truth that exists in the hearts of the general public.

Zhao Wenyan had no intentions of fighting against this kind of logic. He would only speak about facts.

However, before he could contact the Public Relations Department to release this black material, he was stopped by the gentle press of Fan Jialuo's hand on his as he reminded him, "The cards need to be dealt one by one in order to make the most of them. Please think again."

Zhao Wenyan, who was currently feeling impulsive and was hot-headed by the thrill of revenge, immediately calmed down and nodded. "Yes, you are right, I'll listen to you."

The words 'right' and 'listen' revealed the magnitude of his gratitude.

Without Fan Jialuo, he could have been left trapped in the hell created by Su Fengxi for the rest of his life.

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