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The Villain Slaps The Protagonist’s Halo - Chapter 106

Chapter 106: Love is a Green Light


"Immediately go find Haoran; he's still at his family's place tonight, and he must be in Qin City. Make sure to locate him before Lin Xian does." Shi Yiyuan hastily made a phone call, succinctly instructing, "Inform me the moment you find him, but don't notify my father first."

After hanging up the phone, Shi Yiyuan stood in the chaotic hall, unable to resist taking two stumbling steps backward, falling onto the sofa, her face unusually pale.

No one had a good night, including Nie Jia.

At two in the morning, Nie Jia couldn't sleep. He stood on the terrace, hands resting on the railing, watching the flow of cars below in both light and darkness. His expression was emotionless, a bit cold and silent, lost in thought.

"Mr. Nie, can't you sleep?" Shi Ying returned after finishing her work, seeing Nie Jia outside the window. She walked over and greeted him in a low voice.

Nie Jia didn't turn around, and his back looked burdened with concerns.

"Is he found?" Nie Jia asked indifferently.

Shi Ying nodded, "Yes, Lin Haoran didn't try to hide. His location has been reported to Lin Xian. As you expected, Mr. Shi got very angry. Tampering with his birthday banquet challenges his authority; Lin Haoran has no hope left."

Nie Jia remained silent, gazing down at the traffic below.

Shi Ying didn't want to disturb him. She was about to quietly retreat when she turned around and saw a bottle of red wine on the terrace table, now empty.

"Mr. Nie, is something on your mind?" Shi Ying felt a sense of unease.

Nie Jia didn't look drunk, but his aura was more oppressive than usual, as if he was on the verge of eruption.

With a light tap on the railing, Nie Jia said, "Feeling irritated."

Shi Ying was puzzled, "But about Madam's..."

"I know. That's why I'm irritated," Nie Jia's expression didn't change, "But Shi Chen told me that the meaning of life is the connection and emotional investment between each other. I don't quite understand. Since he's willing to endure for Madam, I'm willing to swallow my anger for him. Yet, I still feel irritated."

Shi Ying calmly stated, "You misunderstood. The boss isn't enduring the cold eyes for Madam; he's trying to maintain internal peace within the Shi family as much as possible. These are two different things."

Nie Jia frowned, turning around, "What does that mean?"

"You should figure it out yourself," Shi Ying took away the empty wine bottle, softly saying, "It's late. You should rest."

Nie Jia, lost and unresponsive, lowered his head and looked at his hands. Even in the gaps between his nails, he could seemingly see traces of fierce blood. Once, his hands were stained with fresh blood, saving countless lives. Now, they were still covered in blood, having taken more lives than he saved.

Nie Jia couldn't recall the days he spent in the Free Army and the birthdays of his comrades.

He couldn't remember at all.

Having not slept the whole night, as soon as it was dawn, Nie Jia went to the company before Shi Chen woke up. He called Han Manny and asked her to come to the company.

Shen Siyu wasn't in much trouble. Last night, he had Ten Li drop him off at his own place. When he woke up this morning, he had Ten Li take him to the company.

Last night, Shen Siyu had been knocked out by Shi Chen. He knew he had messed up, and seeing Ten Li heading towards Sejia Media last night, he immediately understood that not only had he messed up, but he had also been exposed in front of Mr. Nie.

Throughout the journey, Shen Siyu sweated profusely, constantly dialing Lin Haoran's number. At first, there was no answer, and later, it went straight to voicemail.

Shen Siyu felt his heart sink.

Ten Li turned the steering wheel, watching Shen Siyu's pale face in the rearview mirror, sneering, "Lin Haoran is in trouble now. Do you expect him to save you?"

"I... I was forced..." Shen Siyu hurriedly tried to explain but was bluntly interrupted by Ten Li, "Save it for when you're in front of Mr. Nie. I don't have time to listen to your nonsense."

Shen Siyu felt anxious and didn't notice that his hands were shaking.

When they arrived at Sejia Media, upon entering the CEO's office, Shen Siyu saw Han Manny standing on the side, nervously pushing up the glasses on her nose, looking a bit bewildered and lost.

Nie Jia was busy handling documents, and the office was silent except for the sound of his pen signing.

"Mr. Nie." Ten Li brought Shen Siyu in and pushed him forward.

Sitting on the sofa, sipping tea, Ye Ying gestured to Ten Li and poured him a cup.

Nie Jia looked up, glanced at Shen Siyu, showing no intention of interrogating him. He then slammed the signing pen on the table, angrily questioning Han Manny, "What are you good for? I've told you many times. What I lack the most now is time. I instructed you to save every minute, complete all the scenes quickly. Why did the lead actor leave the crew? Has he finished shooting?"

Han Manny was shaken by Nie Jia's outburst, not anticipating that Mr. Nie would get so angry over an actor taking a temporary leave from the set. She apologized immediately, "I'm sorry, Mr. Nie. Shen Siyu said he had something important to attend to and needed a two-day leave. I didn't think much and approved it. I didn't mean to delay the shooting progress."

"Before the shoot started, I clearly told you how tight our schedule is. I explicitly forbade actors from leaving the set!" Nie Jia raged, "I appreciate your talent, entrusting everything to you to handle. Since you ignored my words, pack up your things and leave!"

Tears welled up in Han Manny's eyes. She had invested unimaginable energy and effort into this film. Just as the work was about to conclude, who would have thought that a small incident like this would ruin everything? "Mr. Nie, I really didn't mean it. I've only slept three to four hours a day for the past month. If I leave now, all my efforts will be in vain. Please, give me another chance."

Nie Jia could see the urgency and reluctance in Han Manny's eyes. He understood; Han Manny wasn't at fault for this matter.

Whispering to Ye Ying, Ten Li said, "Mr. Nie is scarier than you think."

Noticing something amiss, Ye Ying banged Ten Li with her fist.

Without responding to Han Manny's plea, Nie Jia leaned back, tapping the table with the signing pen intermittently. His icy gaze fell on Shen Siyu, saying angrily, "As for you..."

Shen Siyu had long been paralyzed in place, not knowing what to do. When he heard Nie Jia's words shift towards him, his legs went weak, and he kn

elt down directly. When he raised his head, tears were already streaming down his face, "I'm sorry, Mr. Nie... It's Mr. Lin who forced me. I had no choice..."

"At this critical moment, I gave you the best resources in the entire company. Why do you think that is? Because you look good? Because you're talented? The company has plenty of artists who are already famous and possess both looks and skills. They can bring in a certain number of fans and box office revenue. What can you bring to me?" Nie Jia's voice no longer carried the anger he had when scolding Han Manny; instead, it was a deep, quiet, and chilling abyss.

Shen Siyu was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to respond.

"Do you know why I chose you?" Nie Jia asked.

Shen Siyu shook his head in confusion. Within the company, there were rumors that he got this role because he resembled Mr. Nie, perhaps even being Mr. Nie's relative. Many believed these speculations, trying to flatter Shen Siyu, thinking he was indeed Mr. Nie's relative.

Only Shen Siyu knew that he had never spoken to Mr. Nie, not even exchanging glances.

Why such a good opportunity landed on him, he genuinely didn't know.

"That's because I deliberately promoted you, but you, ungrateful, actually cooperated with Lin Haoran to drug my wife, scheming against him," Nie Jia calmly said, and Shen Siyu's eyes immediately turned red.

Han Manny stared wide-eyed in shock. She finally understood why Mr. Nie was so angry at her for an actor taking a leave from the set.

This scolding was not undeserved for her.

"Mr. Nie, I was wrong. I know I was wrong. It wasn't intentional. It was Mr. Lin who forced me. You know his identity. If I didn't comply..." Shen Siyu knelt on the ground, crying bitterly.

Nie Jia mercilessly cut off his words, "What did he force you to do? Did you tell Han Manny when you encountered difficulties? Did you inform the producer? Did you tell me?"

"I... I just..." Shen Siyu's vision blurred in panic, his eyes filled with white flowers.

"You harbored ambitions, thinking this was a good opportunity. Even before Lin Haoran found you, Shi Yiyuan had already approached you. As a signed artist of Sejia, you didn't care about your own and the company's reputation. You secretly contacted someone to find a wealthy sponsor. Was someone threatening you to do that?" Nie Jia calmly questioned.

Sweating profusely, Shen Siyu seemed to have been ruthlessly kicked in a vulnerable spot by Nie Jia. He couldn't even kneel properly, sitting on the ground drenched in cold sweat.

"Replace him. Complete all the scenes for the male lead within half a month. Can you do it?" Nie Jia, indifferent, asked Han Manny while absentmindedly playing with the signing pen in his hand.

Still in a state of immense shock, Han Manny took a while to react, realizing this was her second chance. She nodded immediately, "I can do it! It's just that I hope there will be a replacement actor joining me back on the set today."

"Summon Tong Hai." Nie Jia instructed his secretary through the internal line.

Soon, Tong Hai, Sejia's highest-earning and most popular actor, was led in by the secretary. He glanced at Shen Siyu, who was sitting on the ground, respectfully greeting, "Mr. Nie."

"Today, tidy up and join Han Manny on the set. Postpone all the schedules for a month, and the company will compensate you accordingly. Your remuneration will be doubled. Do you have any other requests?" Nie Jia asked.

Nie Jia had already instructed his secretary to negotiate with Tong Hai about this matter last night. If he hadn't favored Shen Siyu from the beginning, Nie Jia might not have given the role to Tong Hai. However, Tong Hai had read the script in advance and was very interested. Even with his current worth of tens of millions, he was willing to play for free. Unfortunately, Nie Jia had rejected him. Because Tong Hai was too famous, having a current top-tier actor play a role would give the audience a sense of reassurance.

Now the situation was different. There was no time to find a new actor, and only Tong Hai was familiar with the script. Tong Hai's conditions were also acceptable. In a rush, Nie Jia had to let him take on the role. Moreover, Nie Jia suddenly felt that letting a top-tier actor play a character that might die at any moment was quite unexpected.

"No, thank you, Mr. Nie," Tong Hai expressed his joy after getting the final approval from the president.

"Mr. Nie! I'll finish my scenes soon. Replacing me will only increase your time costs. I know I was wrong. Please give me another chance. I won't touch this kind of thing again in the future!" Shen Siyu, realizing his fate, quickly laid out the pros and cons, pleading for another chance.

He still had six years left in his contract with Sejia. If he lost the role this time, he would be done for!

Nie Jia looked displeased, "Do you think I favor you so much? Can't the production go on without you?"

Shen Siyu's face turned red, and he gasped for breath, regretting so much that tears flowed down his face.

Tong Hai's assistant looked coldly at Shen Siyu, who was crying and regretful. He felt quite pleased. Previously, when he got the role, Shen Siyu, who claimed to be Mr. Nie's relative, didn't even consider them, the assistants of Tong Ge. Now, it seemed that he had run into bad luck. Serves him right! He must publicize this matter well.

"Enough, both of you, hurry back to the set." After finishing with Tong Hai and Han Manny, Nie Jia looked at Shen Siyu again, "You, get out."

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