He is Lovestruck in the Revenge by Gu Nanxi

Chapter 308: 301: Gu Yihuan and Pang Zijin Extra Story 2 Chapter 308: 301: Gu Yihuan and Pang Zijin Extra

Story 2 After Pang Zijin took over Pamdow, sales records were broken one after another. Being able to resolve

the reputation crisis brought on by the Orange Beauty incident in such a short tand even finding new

business opportunities in the crisis proved that Pang Minde had not chosen the wrong person. In the following

months, Pang Minde gradually delegated power, and there were quite a few rumors in the company saying that

his empowerment was not voluntary, but that Pang Zijin had sidelined him, and for that, he had endured in

silence for two years. The previously unknown illegitimate daughter had suddenly risen to the top, and there

were all sorts of unflattering rumors. In any case, Pamdow was now under Pang Zijin’s control.

Pang Zijin had successively acquired Huasheng Music and Starlight Media, intending to venture into music

production and film investment. Before the new year, Ms. Su Nanzhi won the Best Actress Award at the Golden

Scales Awards with her film “Golden Beauty”. The celebration party invited big shots from the film industry, and

Pang Zijin was among the invitees.

In such occasions, how could Gu Yihuan, who was full of ambition to debut, be absent? As the saying goes, even

a fine wine needs a wide alley to be known; he actively volunteered himself.

There's a term for it - “Taking advantage of familiarity”.

“Uncle, are you interested in investing in a singer with potential?”

Guan Zhengan touched his ears, “What did you say?”

Guan Zhengan, whose voice was hoarse from years of smoking, suddenly sounded loud and clear, “I'm getting

old, my ears aren't that good.” He appeared to be very busy, waving to someone, and walked over, “Hey,

Director Zhang, long tno see.”

Gu Yihuan: “...”

This was his own uncle.

Gu Yihuan looked around the room and found his next target, Xiao Junshan - his mother’s childhood friend.

“Uncle Xiao.”

“Xiao Huan,” Xiao Junshan replied with a kind smile.

The usually frivolous young master was quite serious, “Are you interested in investing in a singer with potential?”

“Ah... this... | haven't seen your grandfather in quite stime, how is he recently?”

This lattempt at changing the subject.

“He's fine.”

“How about your mother?”

He was greeting the whole family, avoiding mentioning anything about investment.

Seeing investment was not going to happen, Gu Yihuan looked listless, “She's also fine.”

“How about your second uncle?”

“He’s losing his hearing.”

Xiao Junshan: “...”

Lacking spirit, Gu Yihuan found a spot to eat and drink, questioning his life. Actually, he couldn't really blame

others for not investing, since Madam Guan Zhengming liked to share on her social circle, and his every little

skeleton had long been transparent there.

As he was feeling bored, someone sat down next to him.

He recognized the person, someone he'd seen at a few events but wasn’t familiar with. Only a few days ago at

his grandfather's house, he heard his uncles talk about her, his eldest uncle described her as such: young in age

but exceptional in managing business, a true merchant material.

“Hello,” Gu Yihuan greeted.

“Hello.”

He just casually asked, his tone lazy and devoid of any enthusiasm, “Are you interested in investing in a singer

with potential?”

“Of course,” Pang Zijin looked at him, her eyes full of spirit, “Which singer?”

Gu Yihuan immediately sat up straight, “Me.”

She took out her phone, “Then let's add each other on WeChat, we need to discuss sdetails.”

“Sure, sure.”

The Little White Rabbit had fallen into the trap...

Pang Zijin was very efficient in her work; after a few exchanges on WeChat, the contract was sent to Gu Yihuan,

totaling more than forty pages.

Ever since he was young, Gu Yihuan had one problem - as soon as he saw dense text, he felt sleepy.

He asked Xie Shang to review the contract for him.

“Are there any problems? Can | sign it?”

Xie Shang glanced over it briefly, “Go ahead and sign.”

Gu Yihuan had been swindled before and had beca bit wiser, “Fourth Brother, you didn’t even look at it

carefully.”

No need for a careful look, Pang Zijin had always been willing to spend money on Gu Yihuan. Her intentions were

crystal clear, it's just that Gu Yihuan had a head made of elm wood.

Xie Shang didn’t spell it out, simply saying, “She won't cheat you.”

Gu Yihuan believed him because Xie Shang said so.

“Why do you think she signed me?”

“Why do you think she signed you?”

Gu Yihuan thought hard, “Fourth Brother, she really knows how to pick talent.”

Xie Shang drank tea, silent.

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When Gu Yihuan was young, his mother had someone tell his fortune. The fortune-teller said he was destined for

wealth and nobility.

He was born into the Gu Family, never worrying about food or clothing, getting stars if he wanted stars, the

moon if he desired the moon. Although his biological father was of questionable character, he had a cousin

looking out for him and the backing of his maternal family who doted on him, so he never faced any hardships

and lived freely every day.

He had four or five close friends, each capable of standing by his side. A horde of fair-weather friends, never

lacking in food, drink, fun or games. If he got into trouble, someone would cover for him, if he needed money,

someone would hand out red packets, and if he couldn’t graduate, his mother would donate buildings. He indeed

lived a life of luxury; the only hardship he faced was his struggling singing career.

Then Pang Zijin appeared.

After signing the contract, Pang Zijin set up a stufor Gu Yihuan, complete with an agent, assistant, PR team,

operations team, and legal team.

His performance video on Chinese New Year's Eve went viral online. As the protagonist in the video, he topped

the trending search lists for two days and nights—this was Pang Zijin’s welcgift to him. Pang Zijin even hired

top vocal coaches and producers from abroad to create tracks suited to his vocal range and timbre and arranged

for him to appear on singing programs and reality shows.

Gu Yihuan’s personality wasn't really suited for variety shows, especially scripted reality shows. His memory was

like a fish's, completely unable to remember scripts.

After the show aired, he was indeed criticized.

Pang Zijin cstraight to the recording stuafter a meeting, “Didn't | tell you to improvise less during the

shows?”

Gu Yihuan wasn’t in the mood to record songs and was scrolling through comments on his tablet, looking as

dejected as a dog with drooping ears that lost a fight, “Everyone on Weibo is criticizing me.”

“Letsee.”

Taking the tablet, Pang Zijin browsed through several pages, “No worries, I'll have the legal team handle it.”

Gu Yihuan played with the chain on his jacket, both sullen and agitated, “They're saying my singing skills are

poor. | guess no one will hireto sing anymore.”

“It's fine.” President Pang was cool and grand, “I'll bankroll a TV series and let you sing the thsong.”

If someone else had said that, people might have taken it as a joke. But when it cfrom Pang Zijin, it wasn’t

just talk.

Last month, there was an incident at the board meeting where several veteran directors accused Pang Zijin of

lacking investment insight and wasting too many resources on the bottomless pit that was Gu Yihuan. Pang Zijin

silenced them with a bet agreement without explaining a word. His way of doing things prompted everyone to

admit that the third member of the Pang Family had guts.

Sitting there, Gu Yihuan looked up at Pang Zijin standing before him. His eyes were large, almost free of

impurities and looked as if he was wearing colored contacts, “Why do you supportso much? Have | caused

you to lose money?”

“You'll be a star sooner or later.”

“Why are you so sure I'll be a star?”

Pang Zijin said, “Because | will keep supporting you.”

It felt like a hand had tugged at his heart. Gu Yihuan felt strangely awkward and a bit dizzy, surely because he

had been dieting too excessively lately.

Being a singer wasn’t easy; now his agent wouldn't even let him eat sweets. Damn! They expect the horse to run

without letting it graze.