My Ex-husband Asked Me to Remarry Him Every Day
Chapter 230 He Must Think of a Way

Chapter 230: Chapter 230 He Must Think of a Way

Qiao Xi, wearing a mask and a hat, got out of the car.

Shen Dang clenched his fist and lightly punched the steering wheel.

He narrowed his eyes, watching with a cold and handsome expression as Qiao Xi’s figure walked away, his elegant brows slightly furrowed.

He had to come up with a plan.

While Qiao Xi sat waiting with a few other judges for the show to start filming, their discussion was interrupted by a knock on the office door.

A staff member stood at the door, his gaze landing precisely on Qiao Xi: "Teacher Qiao, our producer would like to see you."

Why would the producer want to see her?

Though puzzled, Qiao Xi still stood up and followed the staff member out.

"Which producer is looking for me?"

Qiao Xi’s high heels clicked elegantly on the marble floor of the corridor, her voice clear and her stride graceful, bathed in the overhead light, appearing even more slender and beautiful.

This was a woman whose every hair seemed to glow.

"It’s Producer Qiu."

The staff couldn’t help but take a few extra glances at Qiao Xi.

Qiao Xi didn’t know who this Producer Qiu was and probed: "Is there something wrong?"

"I’m not quite sure. You’ll know once you’re there," the staffer replied.

Qiao Xi didn’t inquire further and messaged Shen Dang to ask if he knew this producer.

Shen Dang sent two messages in rapid succession: "He’s the chief planner of the program. Why suddenly ask about him?"

"Is he looking for you?"

Qiao Xi quickly replied: "Yeah, I’m going to see what’s going on now."

"Boss Shen: Now would be the time to reveal your identity as a GK shareholder. I’m an investor, and so are you."

Qiao Xi: "..."

What’s with the adolescence?

They arrived at an office door, where the staff member pushed it open. Qiao Xi put away her phone and briskly followed into the office.

"Teacher Qiao has arrived."

Producer Qiu stood up and proactively greeted Qiao Xi.

Upon looking up, Qiao Xi saw a pot-bellied middle-aged man smiling at her so wide his eyes crinkled, eerily similar to President Fang’s smarmy grin.

With an impassive smile, Qiao Xi greeted: "Producer Qiu, hello."

"Please, take a seat, Teacher Qiao."

Qiao Xi sat down, legs together, and got straight to the point: "I wonder why Producer Qiu has sought me out?"

Producer Qiu poured Qiao Xi a cup of tea, gesturing for her to drink.

"I’m a bit curious," Producer Qiu leaned back on the couch with a look of ease, "Is Teacher Qiao really sisters with Qiao Nan?"

Taking a sip of tea, Qiao Xi used the cup to hide the look in her eyes.

Why would Producer Qiu bring up Qiao Nan out of the blue?

Qiao Xi set down the teacup, its rim overlapping the water stains; with feigned nonchalance, she smiled: "May I ask what you mean by this, Producer Qiu?"

"Well, it has to do with the overall effect of the show, so we’ve decided to cut the part where Teacher Qiao criticizes Qiao Nan. After all, the talent agency has spent money on these kids, right?"

Producer Qiu’s gaze drifted to Qiao Xi’s face; although Qiao Nan couldn’t quite match the Goddess of Divine Beauty, she bore a resemblance.

"We can’t afford to offend Le Entertainment, so you understand what I’m saying, right, Teacher Qiao?" Producer Qiu maintained an affable look.

"I really don’t quite understand what you mean, Producer Qiu."

Qiao Xi shook her head, eyes curving slightly as if she were smiling, but her eyes held no mirth as she said coldly, "Are you pleading on behalf of Qiao Nan?"

Although she didn’t know what was going on, the fact that Qiao Nan had managed to get the chief planner to intercede for her was indeed impressive.

What exactly had happened in these past two days?

Producer Qiu’s face darkened, his forced smile turning gloomy: "Teacher Qiao, you should be clear about the rules of the entertainment industry. This is a decision by our executives. I’m just giving you a heads-up. You just need to cooperate with us."

"An executive decision?" Qiao Xi’s expression turned chilly, her lips curling into a frosty smile: "Did you inform the gold master daddy backing this decision, Producer Qiu?"

"That’s not for Teacher Qiao to worry about. I have the final say on how this program is aired!"

"You have the final say?"

A cold voice entered first, laced with a hint of scornful laughter.

Producer Qiu looked up to see a man with a dignified posture entering the room.

The awe-inspiring and icy aura surrounding him left Producer Qiu frozen on the spot. As the man approached, a trace of panic crept into his eyes, and he abruptly stood up from the sofa.

"Boss Shen?"

Why would the big boss come here with no particular business?

Shen Dang swept an indifferent glance at him.

Producer Qiu felt unnerved by that look.

Although he was the planner, he had no real say; Shen Dang was the one who had invited him.

Seeing Shen Dang now, Producer Qiu was truly frightened.

"You should have waited for me."

Shen Dang’s gaze shifted to Qiao Xi, his voice low and gentle, seemingly retracting the chilly air.

Not aloof, but still casual.

His lips carried a faint warmth.

Qiao Xi: "???"

Producer Qiu: "???"

After his initial astonishment, Producer Qiu was utterly shocked!

Qiao Xi came back to her senses and asked him: "Why did you come?"

She had just told him to keep their distance, so what did this mean now?

"Well, I just happened to have something to discuss with Producer Qiu."

His voice remained gentle, but Producer Qiu felt as if a knife was pressed against his neck.

"Boss Shen..." Producer Qiu’s voice quavered.

It was as if the office divided two worlds: one side, the cold solitude of winter, the other, the warmth of spring.

Shen Dang gently squeezed Qiao Xi’s hand, chuckling softly: "Go get ready for the show; I’ve got things covered here."

Qiao Xi glanced coldly at Producer Qiu; she didn’t want to waste more words on him.

Without hesitation, she nodded: "Then I’ll be leaving."

"Okay."

Shen Dang watched Qiao Xi leave until the door closed with a "bang," then turned his gaze back to Producer Qiu.

The stormy darkness in his eyes sent a chill down one’s spine.

In this oppressive atmosphere, Shen Dang let out a cold laugh: "Since when does a planner like you call the shots on this program?"

Producer Qiu’s legs trembled slightly, and Shen Dang continued to apply pressure nonchalantly: "Perhaps you’d like to take over as the boss?"

Producer Qiu felt as though his throat was being squeezed, unable to utter a word, nearly on the verge of kneeling before Shen Dang.

Meanwhile, in the trainee room.

Everyone was gathered in small groups, all except for Qiao Nan who sat alone, silent.

Even her teammates weren’t very close to her.

In the first team competition, Qiao Nan had turned it into a solo show.

Qiao Nan knew it was all because of Qiao Xi.

But it was okay, because Producer Qiu had already agreed to her terms; he wouldn’t let Qiao Xi’s mocking segment air.

And he had also promised to help her debut.

This was meant to be a journey for a sole champion; she had to debut this time to make something of herself.

She just had to endure these few months.

She had powerful support, what was there to fear?

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