Chapter 1533: Tit for Tat

Zhao Fusheng naturally gave full support to Tan Kaixuan's decision.

"What do you want to do?"

Zhao Fusheng smiled and asked Tan Kaixuan.

Tan Kaixuan's voice carried a hint of determination: "Save a person to the end, see a Buddha through to the west. Since I've taken this matter on, I'm going to see it through to the end!"

Clearly, he had no intention of backing down.

Zhao Fusheng was not surprised by this idea and nodded: "In that case, I'll have Ye Jing cooperate with you. Also, you'd better inform Xue Yuanfang."

"You mean, get him to help?"

Tan Kaixuan frowned, clearly not expecting Zhao Fusheng to involve Xue Yuanfang.

"Brother, you've listened to him and invested in so many projects. If you don't let Old Xue help you now, don't you think you're losing out?" Zhao Fusheng was truly exasperated.

Tan Kaixuan was good in every way except that sometimes he didn't like to trouble others when thinking things through.

"Alright, I understand." Tan Kaixuan said to Zhao Fusheng.

"Don't worry, this so-called 'Four Young Masters of the Capital' is nothing special. Don't take it to heart." Zhao Fusheng laughed and said to Tan Kaixuan.

This was his honest opinion. For example, if Wang Jie's father stepped in, Zhao Fusheng might be a bit wary, but just Wang Jie alone, Zhao Fusheng didn't care at all.

Moreover, even if the other's father did step in, it wouldn't mean much in Zhao Fusheng's eyes. A real estate developer, could he really blacklist the Future Group?

Not all rich second-generation heirs are as influential as Sicong, and Sicong is quite smart—he never offends people he shouldn't.

Nor would he do something as low-class as drugging someone, like Wang Jie did.

After hanging up, Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment, then called Ye Jing and told him to help find a few roles for Tong Xiaoya.

"Fan Baobao and Tong Xiaoya had the same college advisor. They've acknowledged each other as sisters, and I promised to look after this junior."

Zhao Fusheng said calmly: "So, arrange to sign Tong Xiaoya with our company."

"Okay, I understand."

Ye Jing nodded: "And the rest..."

"You don't need to worry about the rest." Zhao Fusheng smiled: "Old Tan has his own solutions. We'll just help out so that the girl's dream of stardom doesn't shatter."

Even though she was Fan Baobao's junior, to Zhao Fusheng, Tong Xiaoya was essentially a stranger.

The concept of closeness and distance was very clear to Zhao Fusheng.

If it weren't for Tong Xiaoya's connection to Tan Kaixuan, even if she were truly blacklisted, Zhao Fusheng wouldn't lift a finger to help her.

Sympathizing with someone is one thing; helping them is another.

The former only requires a few casual pleasantries and a show of sorrow.

The latter requires real action and sacrifice.

It's like those keyboard warriors who stand on a moral high ground and criticize others. When their own interests aren't involved, they act like saints, detached from worldly affairs, constantly asking if you have a conscience or compassion.

But when their own interests are at stake, they change their tune in an instant.

They say dogs guard their food, but sanctimonious hypocrites are the same.

Take humanitarian tragedies: few public intellectuals felt the pain of the Sri Lanka bombings on their social media, but the fire at Notre Dame nearly melted their hearts.

Double standards, plain to see.

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While Tan Kaixuan and Zhao Fusheng were busy preparing, Tong Xiaoya knew nothing about it.

Back in the dorm, Han Wenqing and Tan Lu asked what happened, but she brushed them off vaguely.

She didn't tell them she planned to bear everything alone.

At worst, she could drop out and go home.

That was the worst outcome Tong Xiaoya could imagine.

After all, she was from an ethnic minority. Even if Wang Jie had influence, it was only in the capital. If she went back to the border region, he probably couldn't touch her.

But then, she might never have another chance to step on stage.

Sitting on her bed, Tong Xiaoya looked out the window, feeling an inexplicable reluctance.

She had studied dance since childhood and worked hard to get into the Central Academy of Drama, thinking her path to stardom was smooth. She never expected it to come to this.

"Maybe this is fate," she muttered to herself, then thought of a certain figure and couldn't help but smile.

The past few days had been a nightmare, and that person was probably her only comfort.

She just wondered if, years later, he would remember a girl named Tong Xiaoya who had appeared in his life.

"Yaya, maybe we should tell the school?"

Tan Lu sat beside Tong Xiaoya and whispered.

Still students, they thought this was the only and most appropriate solution. Otherwise, if the rumors continued, the harm to Tong Xiaoya would be too great.

"It's useless." Tong Xiaoya was silent for a moment, then shook her head: "If the school could stop this, they wouldn't have gone to such lengths."

She didn't say it, but if Wang Jie's influence only spread rumors on campus, she wouldn't be considering dropping out.

More importantly, Wang Jie had the power to take away her roles, which was a huge blow to Tong Xiaoya.

She realized that in the film and television industry, there were rules she couldn't fight.

Tan Lu fell silent, understanding the logic in Tong Xiaoya's words.

Just then, the dorm door opened, and a girl from the next room said, "Yaya, someone's looking for you downstairs."

Someone looking for her?

Tong Xiaoya was startled and frowned in confusion.

What was going on today? People looking for her one after another—what was the rhythm?

"I'll go with you." Tan Lu said to Tong Xiaoya.

Tong Xiaoya nodded, and they put on their coats and went downstairs.

At the dorm entrance, seeing the person standing there, Tong Xiaoya's face turned pale.

Wang Jie!

"It's you! Bastard! How dare you come!" Tan Lu's anger flared up, pointing at Wang Jie and cursing: "This is harassment! I'm calling the police right now!"

"Suit yourself." Wang Jie looked indifferent, staring meaningfully at Tan Lu: "If you want to become the next Tong Xiaoya, go ahead and call the police!"

"You!"

Tan Lu's face went pale, and she was instantly rendered speechless.

She was just a student, facing someone like Wang Jie, the helplessness was indescribable.

"What do you want?"

Tong Xiaoya looked at Wang Jie coldly.

Sometimes, once people make up their minds about certain things, they stop hesitating.

Often, when people are in a state of indecision, they make ambiguous choices that turn out to be wrong.

Once their thoughts are firm, they naturally face things calmly.

Like Tong Xiaoya now. If she had been hesitant before about what to choose, now she was determined: at worst, she would drop out and go home. She didn't believe Wang Jie could do anything to her!

Wang Jie didn't know what Tong Xiaoya was thinking. He still grinned at her: "Simple. You come with me, and this ends here. Otherwise, not only you but your classmates will suffer too!"

To be honest, Tong Xiaoya was pretty, but not enough to make him so obsessed. What he really cared about was the loss of face after being hit. In his mind, since he was beaten over this woman, he had to sleep with her to achieve his goal.

Tong Xiaoya was startled, then her face darkened.

She could ignore what happened to herself, but if it affected her classmates and family, that was too much!

But she knew exactly what awaited her if she went with Wang Jie.

It would be an endless nightmare!

Seeing Tong Xiaoya's increasingly pale face, Wang Jie smiled smugly.

He loved seeing people in despair, especially in this cat-and-mouse game. The feeling was really good!

Just then, a voice came from behind him.

"Are you Wang Jie?"

"Huh?"

Wang Jie spun around, but was met with a fist!

Bang!

Hit square in the face, Wang Jie staggered back a few steps, lost his balance, and fell to the ground.

The next moment, several men in black suits ran over from nearby, but before they could reach him, they were stopped.

"Second meeting. This is my gift to you." Tan Kaixuan stood there, looking down at Wang Jie, whom he had knocked down, and said coldly: "I think this time, you'll remember me well."

"Heh..."

Wang Jie, though beaten, suddenly laughed. He slowly got up, glanced at his stopped bodyguards, then at Tan Kaixuan blocking Tong Xiaoya, and said, "So you're this woman's lover?"

Lover?

Tan Lu was stunned, while Tong Xiaoya's face flushed red.

Tan Kaixuan shook his head: "Sorry, I'm her man. As for 'lover,' I can sue you for defaming my girlfriend's reputation."

After a pause of about three to five seconds, Tan Kaixuan said seriously: "If I were you, I'd get the hell out of here now, because I'm afraid if you say another word, I won't be able to stop myself from beating you into a cripple!"