The next day, Qingli was brought to Tiansheng Entertainment by Huo Changrong.
As mentioned before, this company was originally just Huo Changrong’s way of testing the waters because he envied the entertainment industry’s success. While it had achieved some modest success, it wasn’t something he managed.
However, as the actual owner, Huo Changrong overrode everyone’s objections and directly gave Qingli the position of Vice President.
Although the company’s leadership shot each other strange looks—after all, the same Huo Qingli who had just recently been caught arguing online with a second-tier actor was now suddenly their VP—they couldn’t do anything to resist the decision.
Qingli didn’t try to overstep. She knew she was new to the management team and would inevitably be walking on eggshells, so she chose a straightforward approach: she pulled in a director and two screenwriters, slapped down a completed script for the first anthology episode, and said, “Please read it through and let me know if you want to film it.”
The director and writers, faces sour with reluctance, begrudgingly opened the script to read.
But a few minutes later, their expressions began to shift.
Half an hour later, after finishing the script, the three of them were grinning from ear to ear.
The director spoke up first: “Ah, I just happened to be thinking about getting back to work after a break. Let me direct this one—it’s guaranteed to be a hit!”
Screenwriter #1 said, “The script is already excellent, but I think it could be polished a little more. Leave it to me!”
Screenwriter #2 immediately chimed in, “I think I’m better suited for this one! The twists and turns are thrilling—it got my blood pumping! Vice President, let me handle it!”
Qingli smiled. “No need to rush. I have the second and third episodes of the anthology series outlined too, and I’ll need you to help develop those. As for the director, please start filing the production paperwork.”
The writers and director eagerly nodded.
Just as the director was organizing the documents and preparing to head out, he turned back and asked, “Oh, right, Vice President—what’s the title of our drama?”
Qingli, who had been speaking so confidently, suddenly froze. After a moment of silence, she asked, “What do you think?”
“Let’s call it Deadly Files!” Screenwriter #2 said, his eyes lighting up.
Screenwriter #1 immediately shot it down: “No way that’ll pass censorship. Pick another one.”
Screenwriter #2 frowned.
Qingli suggested, “How about Fated Files?”
“Perfect!”
“In the first episode, the protagonist survives against all odds and laughs while saying, ‘My fate is my own.’ And yet the show’s called Fated Files… does it tie back to the mastermind behind everything?” Screenwriter #2 asked, catching on quickly.
Qingli nodded. “Exactly. Didn’t you notice that the first killer behaved a little out of character? That’s because he was being influenced…”
“Whoa!”
The two screenwriters’ eyes lit up, and they immediately surrounded Qingli, peppering her with questions about the rest of the plot.
Meanwhile, the director glanced back at their increasingly shiny bald heads, let out a sympathetic snort, and cheerfully headed out. Fated Files—what a great name. Once he filed the paperwork, they could start casting.
With a script this good, they didn’t even need big-name actors. They could save money. Speaking of which—how much was the budget?
Hmm… since it’s the boss’s daughter behind it, there’s probably no shortage of money. Might as well ask for a little extra!
Back in the conference room, the two screenwriters were already hard at work, heads buried in their notes. Meanwhile, Qingli, having successfully dodged more responsibilities, quietly slipped out of the office. She had other things to handle.
Assistant Zhang, whom Huo Changrong had assigned to her, cautiously asked, “Is it about terminating Yi Xue’s contract? I can call one of our usual lawyers if you want…”
Qingli looked surprised. “Of course not. I’m going to check out a location. Yi Xue already took the job, so she had better work hard. And make sure we don’t miss a penny of our cut.”
Assistant Zhang: “???”
He stared at Qingli’s decisive figure walking away and recalled what she had just said. He took a deep breath. Yep, she’s a true capitalist—ready to squeeze every drop.
One month later, the official promotional photos for the big IP project Pursuit were released. The female lead, Yi Xue, looked stunning. The male lead was a popular young actor too. On the day of the launch, the topic stayed at the top of the trending charts all day.
Passersby couldn’t help but comment that it looked like Huo Qingli’s fan power wasn’t enough—Tiansheng’s little princess couldn’t even compete with an ordinary entertainer.
Yi Xue’s fans wasted no time mocking her:
“Of course! She thinks being the boss’s daughter means she deserves everything, and no one else even gets to sip the leftovers. Now that she’s been cut out, she’d better enjoy the taste!”
“Heard Huo Qingli is tied up splitting assets with Shen Yanjun. Guess her career’s the least of her worries now. Being a rich single woman isn’t so bad… except, you know, no man! Hahaha.”
“Just a few days ago, someone saw Shen Yanjun having dinner with Xu Yin—so sweet!”
These comments made Huo Qingli’s fans furious—they practically wanted to crawl through the internet and start a fight.
But the fan group admins kept tagging everyone and urging them to stay calm: “Trust Qingli. She won’t just sit back and take this.”
So most of her fans gritted their teeth and stayed silent.
Still… it was way too quiet!
Even Xu Yin, who had asked around about Huo Qingli’s available scripts, started to get anxious. Aside from the new project, everything else she had been offered was silly idol dramas—nothing that could help her rise any higher.
Why was Huo Qingli so calm?
Could it be that she had something big planned?
Unfortunately for Xu Yin, Huo Qingyu had fired her so quickly that she hadn’t even had time to plant a spy at Tiansheng.
She had no other connections. Her family background wasn’t great, and the only person she could rely on was Shen Yanjun.
But she didn’t want to push him too hard either. Over the past month, they had been on several dates, but it felt strangely innocent, barely even holding hands, and only when she initiated.