Top Dupe CH 035 Gu Xiaowei Fell Under His Spell Part 1

If it was Ou Juntao's secretary or other agent who came, Luo Yu might think that this was just a trap set up by Dijun Media, and might even be disgusted with their condescending attitude. Once bitten, twice shy, moreover. Luo Yu's suppression at the hands of Dijun Media did not happen overnight.

If Ou Juntao didn't come, Luo Yu would probably not even open the contract and read it.

It was because of so much consideration that Ou Juntao put down all his airs and came to talk to Luo Yu face to face.

But the Luo Yu in front of him rejected him more sharply than five years ago.

What Ou Juntao didn't expect was that he was completely disdainful of Dijun's all-round resource tilt. He even pointed out the biggest problem of Dijun Media at the moment——there were no talented artists, and they were almost all just marketing gimmicks.

Luo Yu admitted that he was feeling a bit evil at that moment and wanted to see Ou Juntao lose his grace and become angry.

But Ou Juntao had always been very calm and patient when it came to prey.

The more valuable the prey, the more careful he was about damaging its fur.

"You will…"

You will regret it.

Before Ou Juntao finished speaking, Luo Yu on the opposite side spoke: "You will regret it."

Ou Juntao frowned.

"You will regret treating me as prey, regret wanting to control my freedom and influence my choices." Luo Yu said, looking into Ou Juntao's eyes.

One look shattered his pretense of gentleness and compromise.

Ou Juntao's expression turned cold. He wiped off his almost doting mask and returned to Ou Juntao's usual coldness and arrogance. "The ability of Dijun Media is far greater than you think. You should be very clear about what has happened in the past five years. The school idol image, He Mu's dupe, stealing roles and eating the leftovers. These things only made it difficult for you but didn't really cause you to suffer seriously."

"I know, so thank you Chairman Ou for showing mercy. However, if I can't be a screen actor, I can be a stage actor."

Luo Yu stood up and leaned towards Ou Juntao. The closer those eyes were to him, the tighter Ou Juntao's heart squeezed.

"If you have the ability to make me unable to act in stage plays, then I will teach children how to act. If I can't even teach acting, I will go be an express delivery man."

"What did you say?" Ou Juntao's voice turned cold.

"I said express delivery. You may not believe it. If I had delivered express packages properly five years ago, maybe my savings would be more than now."

Ou Juntao's anger boiled from his chest, and he grabbed Luo Yu's wrist, because he had a hunch. Luo Yu could really be stubborn enough to disappear from the entertainment industry, even if the choice left was to deliver express delivery in the wind or rain.

"I don't want to hear those words from you." Ou Juntao couldn't bear to hear that this man could give up opportunities and talents so casually that others could only wish for.

Luo Yu suddenly turned his wrist, broke away from Ou Juntao, and clasped the back of his hand on the table.

"I'm sorry, Chairman Ou, I've practiced martial arts before." At that moment, Luo Yu looked at him with cold eyes, full of warning.

Cold and distant as if looking at a stranger.

And Ou Juntao was that stranger.

Luo Yu picked up the milk on the table and drank it all in one gulp. "Thank you for your deep favor. It's too late. Go back and rest early."

After saying that, Luo Yu left Ou Juntao's side.

And for the first time, the words "deep favor" sounded piercing in Ou Juntao's ears.

"I asked someone to contact your agent. You should think about it carefully." Ou Juntao said coldly.

Luo Yu raised his hand and waved it gently.

At this moment, Ou Juntao's inner anger had completely subsided, replaced by a stronger desire to conquer.

He suddenly didn't want to pick this rose. He wanted it to grow wildly and one day it would bloom for him willingly.

Luo Yu took a leisurely walk back home. As soon as he opened the door and put on his slippers, his cell phone rang. It was Sister Cui calling.

"Luo Yu, what's going on? I sent you several WeChat messages but you didn't reply! Just now someone from Dijun Media contacted me and said they planned to sign you. I took a look at the electronic contract. Oh my God——Is Dijun Media doing charity?”

Luo Yu lowered his head and smiled, walked to the living room on his slippers, and fell back on the sofa.

"There are not so many philanthropists in the world. They just want to create an illusion of ‘fame’ for me, so that I will gradually rely on their marketing methods and degrade my acting skills."

Sister Cui couldn't understand what Luo Yu said, "What do you mean?"

"It means that I could have been recognized by the audience with my own efforts, but suddenly someone kept spending money on marketing. I can lay flat and everyone is boasting that I am a skilled actor. Then do I still need to work hard? After I become useless, can I leave the company and go somewhere else?" Luo Yu asked.

After you become addicted to enjoying the traffic, you will either fall from a height or follow all the instructions of Dijun Media and become the second He Mu.

"Oh… I understand, I understand! I was just saying it's like a pie falling from the sky. If your head and neck are not strong enough, you will be smashed to death! What about this contract? Should we reject it directly? You were suppressed for five years when you refused before. If you refuse again this time, they won’t to around slandering you, right?”

"Instead of worrying about this, it is better to live each day well. I want to see just where the lower limit of Dijun Media is."

"Then what should I say to the contact person at Dijun Media?"

"Let's just say I haven't thought about it yet. What if I don't act anymore in the future?" Luo Yu said with a smile.

In fact, the words “don't act anymore" was a sarcastic response to Dijun Media. He didn't expect Sister Cui to take it seriously, and she actually responded to the contact person like that.

As a result, that night, a few people heard the news that Luo Yu would “no longer act in the future."

The first one was naturally Ou Juntao. As soon as he got home and was unbuttoning his shirt to take a shower, he received a call from his secretary, and his brows suddenly furrowed so tightly that it could kill a fly.

"What did you say? His agent said he won't be an actor anymore?"

Ou Juntao doubted his life at that moment.

When he saw Luo Yu, it was clear that he was calm and composed. Although he said harsh words, Ou Juntao only regarded those harsh words as Luo Yu's determination, and even felt a little appreciation in his heart... But turn around, and this man actually used such an extreme way to get out of his control?

"Is there something wrong with the contract you showed his agent? Or did you hint to his agent that we will cause trouble for Luo Yu if he doesn't sign the contract?" Ou Juntao asked coldly.

"No, this is absolutely not the case. Since Chairman Ou has given such sincere conditions to negotiate a contract, how could we possibly threaten him? Of course our tone will be very polite and amiable."

"Then in the past five years, apart from the things I know, have there been anything else done behind my back? To the point where he has no trust in our Dijun Media? Does he think I will retaliate against him if he doesn't sign the contract?" Ou Juntao's fingers on the phone turned white from the force of his grip.

"No, definitely not. Maybe He Mu bought some trolls to attack him, but isn't this normal in the industry?"

Ou Juntao closed his eyes, blue veins protruding from his forehead.

How could he not know how powerful Dijun Media would be if it wanted to launch a cyber bombardment against someone?

If not for this, how could Li Qian still hold a grudge against them for smearing Li Qian's cousin?

"Normality in the industry..." Ou Juntao gritted his teeth.

Luo Yu was right, he would regret it.

Now he began to regret that he had let He Mu suppress Luo Yu. Having been bullied so much, it would not be easy for Luo Yu to just smile and forget about his grudges for the sake of profit.

Of course, it was impossible for Ou Juntao and his secretary to leak the news, but that did not mean someone around them would not leak the news.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, as soon as Luo Yu lay in bed, a WeChat phone call came in, and Gu Xiaowei's name flashed on the screen.

Luo Yu was startled, wondering why did this guy call him on WeChat?

"Hey, Teacher Gu, why are you calling me so late? Did you touch the screen by mistake?"

Gu Xiaowei went directly to the topic: "I heard that Dijun Media wanted to sign you, but you rejected it."

Luo Yu was stunned for a moment, "No way, this news spread really fast. I thought Dijun would keep it a secret."

Otherwise, it would be a loss of face to be rejected despite making such a good offer, wouldn’t it?

"Don't worry, apart from Dijun Media and your people, only two people currently know this news."

Luo Yu was stunned for a moment, "You, and the person who told you?"

"Yes. I also heard that after you rejected Dijun Media, you decided not to act anymore."

So it was because of this casual remark that the other man called him after a day's hard work in filming?

Luo Yu nodded and said to him in a slow but serious voice: "Gu Xiaowei, I will not give up my career as an actor. No matter what slanders or resource suppression, I will never bow my head."

Because in the previous life, he had too easily compromised. If one kneels down when they feel some pressure, then they will never be able to straighten their backs again.

In the past, his horizons were too narrow. After being suppressed by Dijun Media, he only saw Dijun Media. However, there were still many different people in this circle, such as Lin Yue, Hua Xingyun, and Xu Han.

In this life, Luo Yu had walked out of the nutcracker, seen different people, and seen the glimmer of stars in the darkness. He would be brave and continue to walk bravely.

Even if there was no road under his feet, he would insist on walking.

Gu Xiaowei on the other end was silent for a while, and Luo Yu could hear him exhale a long breath despite restraint.

Was Gu Xiaowei worried about him?

"Have you decided where to go after leaving Zhuque Media?" Gu Xiaowei asked.

"Not yet. I suddenly became free. I want to breathe more fresh air. I don't want to become a bonded slave again so soon."

"It shouldn't have reached the extent of a bonded slave, it is at least a tenant."

Although Gu Xiaowei's tone was serious, Luo Yu could feel the smile in his voice.

"What about you? Are you a small landowner?" Luo Yu asked with a smile, imagining what Gu Xiaowei looked like with a landowner hat on his head.

"Luo Yu, if you've made up your mind, just let me know. I can get you the most flexible contract in Xinghan Pictures, and I can also arrange you to have the same agent as me."

Hearing this, Luo Yu was surprised.

He and Gu Xiaowei have not known each other for a long time in this life. The drama they worked on only lasted for just over ten days. Gu Xiaowei was not the kind of person who easily let others into his world, but why did Luo Yu feel that he was especially caring towards him?

"Thank you, really. I... still need to think carefully." Luo Yu said.

"I understand. Before that, you can rest assured and enjoy your freedom."

"Okay. You know what? When I learned today that Bo Wenyuan will not renew my contract, even the air felt sweet to me!"

"I hear your voice and also feel the air is sweet."

The voice belonging to Gu Xiaowei sounded in his ears, like a cello playing softly thousands of miles away.

And Luo Yu's heart on this end trembled along with the notes.

"Gu Xiaowei, what did you say was sweet?" Luo Yu asked subconsciously.

"I share your joy of being free."

"So that's what you mean, Teacher Gu——it's easy for people to misunderstand when they say that the air is sweet when they hear someone's voice." Luo Yu had some naughty intentions and wanted to hear if the serious Gu Xiaowei would be embarrassed or not?

"Oh——what misunderstanding occurred, Senior Brother?"

Gu Xiaowei's face was thicker than Luo Yu expected, and there was a hint of tease in his voice.

Luo Yu looked at the time and said with a smile: "It's getting late. You have to get up early tomorrow to film, right?"

"It's fine."

"Your habit is to review the script before going to bed."

"So Senior Brother is hinting at me to say——good night."

Luo Yu nodded and smiled, and said softly: "Good night, Gu Xiaowei."

After hanging up the call, Gu Xiaowei did not sleep, but dialed another person's mobile phone, "Mr. Li, I'm sorry for calling you so late."