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I called for Allen, and he stood nervously by, waiting as I pondered. I tapped my fingers lightly on the table, a habit of mine when deep in thought. After about five minutes, I made a decision and asked, "Wasn't Interstellar Media trying to poach Lin Jinhe before?"
Allen seemed taken aback by my question, hesitating before responding, "Are we giving up on Lin Jinhe now and taking the penalty? But her commercial value..."
I interrupted him, "She will crash sooner or later. Fans are her foundation; if she doesn't understand that, how can she call herself a star?"
Pausing for a moment, I continued, "It's possible that Lin Jinhe has wanted to leave us for a while now; otherwise, she wouldn't have been so disrespectful today." She might feel she has offended me and wants to leave herself an escape route.
A glint of coldness flashed in my eyes as I said, "But this works out well; we can give her a push to propose the termination of her contract and squeeze out the last bit of value from her."
Allen clearly had long-standing grievances against Lin Jinhe. Upon hearing this, he perked up immediately, eagerly agreeing before getting ready to leave. As he reached the glass door, he suddenly remembered something and turned back to ask me, "Boss, do you still care about Lin Jinhe?"
I was taken aback; that question was truly childish. I chuckled softly, a hint of coldness in my gaze as I replied, "Allen, I'm a businessman."
The youthful filter surrounding her had long since shattered. The reason I had indulged her all this time was simply because a businessman values profit. Just like when she first let me down and I didn't react much—that was because she still held value. Before maximizing my interests, of course I would protect her.
Now, however, a chill crossed my eyes; since she struck first, she shouldn't blame me for being ruthless. The catalyst for Lin Jinhe proposing contract termination was at her birthday party when an overzealous fan threw a water-filled thermos at Zhao Shusen.
Zhao Shusen burst into tears on the spot. Lin Jinhe displayed strong protective instincts, pulling Zhao Shusen into her embrace and even getting into a physical altercation with that fan.
All the fans at the scene were stunned. The birthday party ended early, and all the fans were asked to leave. I contacted a few of the Big Fans present to calm them down and temporarily suppress the uproar. As a result, no news leaked online. The Big Fans who attended Lin Jinhe's birthday party that night all fell silent, leaving the casual fans waiting outside confused.
It wasn't long before Lin Jinhe came to me to propose a contract termination. Surprisingly, she didn't choose to jump ship to Interstellar Media; instead, she planned to go independent. She pretended to be upset and said, "Xingyun, I can't hold you back any longer." I stared at her with a cold smile.
Years ago, she claimed that meeting me was her greatest fortune, and now she used the term "holding back." It seemed she had forgotten that if it weren't for me, she might still be serving plates in a café. The subsequent matters were naturally handled by the legal team, and her compensation amount was within my expectations. I knew how much she had earned over the years; most of it was left here. The remainder was just enough for her to start a new venture.
Her gamble seemed to stem from the belief that money in the entertainment industry came too easily. She thought she could rise again quickly. I didn't call her out on it; I simply said coldly, "I wish you all the best."
I didn't pay much attention to what happened next; I was busy, and Lin Jinhe wasn't significant enough to distract me. Yet even so, I couldn't completely avoid hearing about her.
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