Actresses

Chapter 88 respectively

As soon as He Yuran finished speaking, she immediately regretted it. Why was she so aggressive? She had planned not to hurt the second employee, but now she had hurt the first employee who had just returned even more. And why did she have to talk to Jiahe alone again? When did she become such a hypocrite? ...

However, the words had already been spoken, and there was no going back. So, she gritted her teeth and remained seated; that was all she could do.

Shi Jiahe's expression was ashen, her embarrassment visibly obvious, and all her colleagues held their breath. After a pause, Shi Jiahe awkwardly said, "Sister Ran... I still want to talk to you alone. I know you're really angry with me right now. How you complain about me—no, no, I shouldn't say that—I admit I feel wronged, but I know you're not feeling any better than me. Let's sit down and talk alone. Is that okay, Sister..."

He Yuran almost burst into tears upon hearing this.

—Jiahe, you still understand me. I needed a way out like this, thank you for doing it even in this situation.

Although she tried her best to use her acting skills to prevent her emotions from collapsing, it only made her more sorrowful.

She'd rather Shi Jiahe stubbornly continue arguing and fighting with her, proving that she still had temper and reluctance in her heart, and that the two could perhaps continue their relationship. But once the other person completely softens, even abandoning their dignity in front of others, it means a true farewell. Shi Jiahe's willingness to say these soft words proves that she no longer cares or holds a grudge.

Actually, in the second phone call an hour earlier, Wei Ning repeatedly explained to He Yuran that Shi Jiahe was fine, then immediately contradicted himself, but He Yuran no longer believed him. She knew that what was said in the first phone call was probably true. However, Shi Jiahe hadn't told her a single word about her health problems. This was what saddened her.

He Yuran finally stood up slowly. This time, her voice was very calm. "Let's go to the conference room."

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the two entered the room one after the other, and He Yuran gently closed the door behind her. She was now completely calm, unlike when she had first met Shi Jiahe and acted like a stressed-out fighting rooster. People are most relaxed when they have no expectations.

He Yuran raised her chin and said, "Sit down."

Shi Jiahe didn't sit opposite her, but walked over and sat down next to her. "Sister Ran."

He Yuran forced a smile and said, "What, you're back to hand over the duties? Saying goodbye to me?"

When she said that, Shi Jiahe was speechless, and it took her a long time to finally open her mouth.

"Boss, I'm so sorry. I never intended to fool you or try to deceive you. It's just... I overestimated my abilities and thought that with this opportunity, I could really make something of myself. But it's no use saying all this now. What I really want to tell you is that after I leave, I hope that Sister Wei can continue working on the script for 'Top Stream Killing Game.' When the script is almost finished, Wei Ning will send it to you as soon as possible, because we've been revising it non-stop and there's no final draft yet. Although the whole thing is a mess right now and doesn't follow the usual procedures, I swear, our initial intention was truly because we all thought this script was good. And, things might actually go more smoothly without me."

He Yuran frowned. "Without you, I wouldn't know Wei Ning at all, and I could never trust her."

Shi Jiahe's eyes suddenly welled up with tears. "Sister, you said yesterday that our relationship was over, and I thought you would never talk to me again."

"Then what can I do? Tell me." He Yuran sighed and turned to look out the window. "Yesterday I really felt like killing you. But after just one night, how did it become you wanting to abandon me? I really don't understand."

"Sister, it's not that I want to abandon you... it's that I've realized my own limitations."

"How many people are capable enough to be 100% competent in everything they do? Let me tell you, there are very few people in this world—what's that word again… they're all unworthy of their positions!" He Yuran almost burned out his CPU again while trying to find an idiom.

Shi Jiahe understood immediately and quickly said, "I understand what you mean, sister. You're right, but no matter what others say, I can't keep pretending I can do it. In the past few years, my boss hasn't held me accountable, and I haven't seriously reflected on myself. When I was taking on roles and promoting them, did I do my best? It turns out that you've done your best in your role, sister, but my abilities have reached a limit, and I can't break through it anymore. If I continue to accompany you, I'll only be a burden to you. I'd better find..." At this point, Shi Jiahe paused, "...find a job where I can feel more at ease, where I won't feel guilty even if I don't do well... Of course, I don't mean I have to find a job now. I'll..." As she spoke, she became incoherent.

"Okay, stop talking. I know what you mean. But your conclusion is still to resign, right?"

"Um."

"That's settled then. Since you're here to say goodbye, I don't know what else to talk about. There's no point in us being so close as sisters; you're going to go your own way."

"...Then let me explain the rest of the things I have to do to Ding Yi," Shi Jiahe said hesitantly.

But He Yuran's irritability returned, and she deliberately said, "Yeah! Otherwise, why would you hand it over to me and let me do the work? To tell you the truth, I'm already looking for a top agent. No one is indispensable to anyone else, right? I also wish you a bright future and a more successful job next time."

Shi Jiahe opened her mouth, but no words came out.

He Yuran deliberately turned her head away, thinking to herself, "I don't want to hear it either."

"Okay, Sister Ran, then... Wei Ning will explain to you step by step what needs to be done for the project."

"I understand," He Yuran said loudly on purpose.

Shi Jiahe stood up and said softly, "Then, I'll go out first."

"Go ahead, and then call Ding Yi in."

After Shi Jiahe agreed, she left. Then, the sound of someone running could be heard outside. Ding Yi came in with a smile and said, "Boss, you called me? I was thinking of finishing the handover with Jiahe first."

"That's between the two of you, you don't need to tell me!" He Yuran said with a livid face.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ding Yi immediately became serious. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, what can I do for you, boss? Please speak."

"Do you have any plans to become a top broker?" He Yuran asked directly.

"Huh?" Ding Yi didn't react for a moment.

"Ding Yi, you've been with me the longest, but I've never asked you if you'd like to be a senior agent because you're more detail-oriented. I've always let you handle the execution and administrative tasks. But in terms of seniority, you're no less experienced than any of my previous senior agents. So today I want to ask your opinion. Since Shi Jiahe is definitely leaving, and you were supposed to hand over the reins anyway, isn't this a great opportunity? Of course, your salary and bonuses will be calculated according to your agent's level. Will you consider it?"

Ding Yi still looked shocked. "Thank you, boss, but... I need to think about it carefully."

"I was going to find someone to replace her anyway. Are you suggesting I go searching everywhere for someone?" He Yuran thought to herself. This wasn't a good job opportunity, so she should just agree without thinking about it.

"No! Boss! A person's ambition and ability are linked. I haven't been able to become one in all these years, how can I suddenly become one now! Don't consider me anymore, why don't you just hire someone from outside!" Ding Yi said in a panic.

He Yuran's temper flared up. Putting aside the fact that this person was so unambitious, she was practically offering him a chance to make more money, and he wasn't even taking it. She grew increasingly impatient, waving her hand and saying, "Fine, fine, you can leave!"

Ding Yi hurriedly nodded and bowed before retreating.

He Yuran sat restlessly in the meeting room for a while, then anxiously picked up her phone, scrolled through her WeChat Moments, looked at her contacts, and wondered if anyone might be considering leaving the company.

This is where things get awkward. For top-tier artists, each manager is a one-size-fits-all entity, and everyone in the industry knows who's representing whom. About ten years ago, when the industry was booming, it was possible to openly poach talent; now, that's almost nonexistent. Managers generally keep a tight rein on any famous artist, especially those with earning power, fearing they might be poached. Recent changes in top-tier artist management have primarily occurred because not only have other companies tried to poach them, but the artists themselves have also expressed strong interest, making it impossible to stop them.

He Yuran did have the idea of ​​poaching talent, and she even thought of one or two agents she had met before. However, as an artist, she knew better than anyone that being an agent required not only professional skills and connections, but also extra care and understanding from the agent. It wasn't as simple as just going out and having a chat with a well-known agent.

Actually, what she really wanted to say to Shi Jiahe was, "Can't you work a little longer? I'll give you a long leave, even six months of paid leave is fine." But then she thought, "Why should I lower myself to beg my agent?" This thought made her feel conflicted. She decided to find someone else.

The key is to spread this information, just like when looking for a partner, you need to exude that kind of charm so that others can feel it.

The best way is to go to places frequented by artists and their agents, talk to them, and you'll likely get some useful information.

He Yuran frowned, pondering for a long time. He decided to avoid super-rich women like Tao Ye; he didn't want to associate with them. As for veteran artists, they were mostly out of the public eye, and Jiang Fan, who wasn't involved in the entertainment industry at all, could be ignored. He needed to find celebrities with high visibility. These younger artists had many social activities and were always well-informed.

Then she thought of someone else.

He Yuran reluctantly picked up her phone, forced a smile, and said, "What have you been busy with lately? Are you in Beijing, Panpan?"