The Heartless Alpha Just Wants to Follow the Plot - Chapter 10

The smile on the CEO of Qi Huan Entertainment stiffened for a second, but he quickly covered it up, pretending not to understand what Qiu Fu was insinuating.

“What are you talking about? What could the company possibly do? Everything we do is to make you stars. There must be some misunderstanding. If you’re tired, take a break. The company isn’t heartless.”

“The company has worked hard for you all, sacrificed a lot. You should also think for the company’s sake—don’t throw away the future you barely managed to build.”

His words sounded considerate, but every sentence was a veiled threat.

Qiu Fu heard it clearly, and it only made her want to laugh. So, this was a threat—if she didn’t obey, he would blacklist her?

How amusing. Did he really think she would bow her head because of this?

“I think we both know exactly what the company has done. The only reason I’m calling personally is out of respect for the fact that the company once supported me. I don’t want this to turn ugly. President Xu, I’m sure you understand what I mean.”

Xu Qiang’s words chilled her. If he hadn’t said what he did, Qiu Fu might still have hesitated—after all, she’d been with the company for five years. There was some attachment.

But that single sentence severed what little sentiment she had left. He didn’t soften even a little because she’d been with them for years. Worse, after finding out she was an Omega, he thought he could threaten her into obedience with blacklisting.

Qiu Fu took a deep breath. Enough. She was tired.

“I’ll pay the penalty fees. But considering what the company has done, I’ll be deducting certain parts accordingly. A revised compensation agreement will be sent to your light-brain tomorrow. Please check it.”

With that, she hung up. She had no intention of looking at him another second.

This company had changed. It was no longer the place she once worked in. It was time to leave.

Xu Qiang barely had the chance to speak before the call disconnected. She hadn’t even left him a shred of face. His expression twisted in fury.

“That Qiu Fu—she really thinks she’s somebody now. I’d like to see where she thinks she can go after leaving Seven Rings!”

“Spread the word. Blacklist her—completely. I want to see who dares take on an artist blacklisted by Qi Huan.”

He crossed his arms with utter confidence. With Qi Huan’ influence, he was certain no one would challenge him for the sake of a minor actress.

Receiving the blacklist notice, Qiu Fu pressed her lips together. She had expected this, but she didn’t regret it. Since she’d made her choice, she wouldn’t look back.

A company this cold-hearted would only squeeze her harder if she stayed. None of them cared whether she was willing or not.

She lay back on the bed, recalling what Su Mu had said earlier, and hesitated as she looked at her light-brain.

Should she call Feimu Entertainment?

Would Feimu really offend Qi Huan for an actress like her?

Maybe Su Mo was only joking?

Qiu Fu hesitated. She couldn’t be sure.

But right now, she had no better option.

After wavering for a long time, she finally called Su Mo’s agent at Feimu Entertainment. The person seemed to be on another call and didn’t pick up immediately—just told her to wait and that they’d get back to her.

The courage she had built up instantly crumbled. She lay on her bed in a daze.

Could she still act?

Meanwhile, Pu Ying—who had dismissed Qiu Fu’s call—looked calmly at Su Mo and nudged her frameless, non-prescription glasses.

“You want me to poach Qiu Fu?”

“She’s Qi Huan’s top cash cow right now. Even if I wanted to poach her, her company won’t let go easily. There’s no need to go head-to-head with a company over one artist.”

Compared to sentiment, she preferred benefits. And clearly, helping Qiu Fu wasn’t going to bring her any.

Su Mo, fully expecting Pu Ying’s refusal, plucked a cherry, tossed it into her mouth, and said lazily, “You can’t put it that way. Qi Huan’s behavior is disgusting, and their President Xu has done plenty of shady things. I can’t stand him. I want to teach him a lesson. How’s that for a reason?”

Pu Ying: “Not a good one.”

Only Su Mo would do things like this. Pu Ying absolutely would not.

Su Mo spat the pit into the trash and drawled, “Then think of it as my conscience acting up. Maybe it’s time I raised a long-term canary.”

Pu Ying adjusted her glasses again. “That reason is acceptable. Fits your usual style.”

“Next time just say what you really think. No need for us to waste time dancing around.”

Only Pu Ying dared speak to Su Mo like that. Everyone else tiptoed around her, flattering her. And it was precisely because Pu Ying was different that Su Mo had chosen her as her agent.

She needed an agent who could make decisions for her—not one who only knew how to obey.

Su Mo sighed softly. That wasn’t her real reason at all, but since Pu Ying approved of this one, then so be it. She’d go with it. Consider it another glorious entry in her own illustrious history.

After not receiving a single call from Pu Ying, Qiu Fu finally gave up. After all, she had acted on impulse. Even if the other party wanted nothing to do with her, it didn’t matter. Worst case, she would just quit the industry altogether.

She fell asleep hugging Su Mo’s hat that night. Early the next morning, the doorbell woke her. She splashed some water on her face to clear her head before opening the door.

Standing outside was Pu Ying with two assistants. When she saw Qiu Fu, Pu Ying gave a cool nod. “Hello. I’m Pu Ying.”

Qiu Fu froze for a second. “I’m Qiu Fu.”

Pu Ying got straight to the point. “I’m here today to handle the issue you mentioned to Su Mo. Once it’s taken care of, you’ll leave here immediately with me and move into Feimu Entertainment’s dorms—unless you’d rather find a place of your own. Either way, this place is no longer safe.”

Qiu Fu was still a beat behind, only managing to nod. “Oh, okay.”

“Do you need help packing?” Pu Ying asked. “They can assist you. They’ve all signed NDAs, so you can use them at ease. They’ll be your assistants from here on.”

“I have quite a lot of stuff,” Qiu Fu replied. “I’ll have the robot handle it later. As for them,”

She felt a little awkward. “They should stick with you for now.”

“No problem,” Pu Ying said. “I’ll go settle your problem first. Do you want to come with me, or pack up here?”

Qiu Fu realized they were going to the company. She also remembered Su Mo might not know all the details, so she should go to help clarify. “I’ll go with you. There are things you might not be aware of—I can fill in the gaps.”

“Alright. Get ready and we’ll leave.”

“Okay.”

Just walking beside Pu Ying was enough to make Qiu Fu feel pressured. She couldn’t understand how someone like Su Mo, with her personality, managed to put up with a person like Pu Ying.

After washing up, Qiu Fu followed her to the company.

The trainees were shocked to see Qiu Fu appear—seeing Pu Ying beside her left them even more stunned.

That was the Pu Ying, the legendary manager from another company—who became a manager at sixteen and, at twenty-four, had eight years of untouched success under her belt. No artist had ever left her, and everyone she managed had at least a few massive hit dramas to their name.

Rumor had it that none of her artists debuted as “rookies.” If she didn’t consider someone ready, she would rather keep them locked away than let them out half-baked.

Her only “failure” was Su Mo—but Su Mo was the granddaughter of a major shareholder. She had no authority over that. Even though Su Mo drove her mad on a daily basis, all she could do was grit her teeth and endure.

Still, Su Mo wasn’t hopeless. Plenty of people wanted to promote her. Pu Ying didn’t need to lift a finger.

Fortunately, Su Mo still had some self-awareness. No matter how wild she got, she never acted out in front of Pu Ying and never made unreasonable demands. So, Pu Ying simply turned a blind eye.

This time, she was helping Qiu Fu partly because of Su Mo—but even more because it aligned with her own judgment. She genuinely thought highly of Qiu Fu. The girl had talent. With a bit of training, she could easily become another lucrative asset for the company.

The elevator reached the top floor. When a special assistant stepped out to block them, Pu Ying glanced at the CEO’s office door and said mildly, “I’m here to see your president. I scheduled this meeting last night. If he refuses to meet, we can settle this in court instead. And I’m certain he won’t want to appear there.”

The assistant’s mouth twitched. “President Xu is busy at the moment. Please wait a little.”

She thought she was being polite enough, but Pu Ying was having none of it. “I’m busy as well. My time is limited. If he doesn’t appear within five minutes, he can come find me personally at Feimu Entertainment.”

The assistant cursed internally, but outwardly maintained a smile as she went to report.

When Xu Qiang heard the message, he flushed with anger. He slammed the documents in his hand onto his desk. “What does she mean by that? She’s just a manager! How dare she speak to me like that!”

“Believe it or not, I can blacklist her along with Qiu Fu!”

The assistant forced a dry smile and whispered, “President Xu, that wouldn’t be wise, she’s right outside.”

Neither Pu Ying nor Feimu Entertainment was the real problem—the real threat was the Su family patriarch behind them. He was the one people truly feared.

If Xu Qiang actually issued a ban on Pu Ying, it wouldn’t be a slap to Su Mo’s face—it would be a slap to the Su family’s face. And the old man would personally make sure Xu Qiang regretted it.

Realizing he’d spoken too hastily, Xu Qiang’s expression twisted. “Damn it. Let her in. I want to see how she thinks she can protect Qiu Fu.”

Seeing him calm down, the assistant exhaled in relief. “Yes, sir.”

When told Xu Qiang would see her, Pu Ying didn’t look surprised at all. She tilted her chin toward Qiu Fu. “Let’s go. Your freedom is here.”

Qiu Fu’s breath hitched. Only now did she truly understand why Su Mo dared to be so arrogant.

Because her manager was even more arrogant.

With a manager like that, how could Su Mo not be arrogant?

Even if she didn’t want to be, she’d be forced into it.