Quick Transmigration: Yandere Male Leads? Hand 'Em Over! - Chapter 210

Seeing that Su Ci had potential, the other directors wasted no time kicking Director Xu while he was down.

Director Xu gave an awkward, apologetic smile. The deep-set wrinkles across his face only made him look more pitiful.

“Well, this is a little embarrassing… President Jiang personally instructed me—what choice did I have? And in the end, didn’t I still come to meet Miss Su? If you ask me, this is fate!”

Ke Hua crossed his arms with a cold snort, having zero interest in entertaining this shameless old fox.

Su Ci gestured for everyone to sit down.

“Please, have a seat. Let’s talk over lunch.”

Each of the directors had major reputations, and they all specialized in different genres. Other than Yao Runyu, the up-and-coming variety show director, the other four were all veteran names in the industry.

Yao Runyu, though young and proud, quickly realized he couldn’t compete with the senior directors and gave up the pretense altogether.

“Sister-in-law, Hua-ge, I might not have years of experience, but I’ve got connections. I’m tight with Jiang Yu, you know.”

“You’ve heard of my dad, right? Internationally renowned director Yao Feng. From now on, any of his scripts—I’ll let you have first pick, sis!”

The other directors: “…?”

Seriously? You’re pulling the nepotism card at your age? Have you no shame?

With so many big-name directors offering stellar scripts, Su Ci had her pick of the best. As for variety shows, those could wait until she built up a name and needed the exposure.

To make up for earlier, Director Xu even offered to custom-build a drama just for Su Ci. And with Yao Runyu calling her “sister-in-law,” who dared treat her lightly now?

He’d wanted to give her more screen time in his last project, but the producers pressured him too hard. Now that she had stronger backing than President Lin? Problem solved.

President Lin, that pompous clown, knew nothing about film. He just used his money to force worthless actors into the cast, ruining Director Xu’s reputation.

After signing contracts with the other directors and leaving the private room with scripts in hand, Ke Hua was buzzing with disbelief, a giant grin nearly splitting his face in half.

He leaned over and whispered, “Ancestor, the sugar daddy you found last night—just how powerful is he? You were able to bring in all those directors? Don’t tell me it’s actually that Jiang Yu?”

Su Ci nodded without hesitation. Thinking of the detailed files Jiang Yu had sent, she decided to satisfy her agent’s curiosity.

“Mm. Sixty-three.”

“Huh? Sixty-three what?”

Ke Hua took a second to catch up—then his expression morphed into one of pure admiration.

“Holy sh*t! Ancestor, you really measured it?!”

That was Jiang Yu, the living devil of the business world—rumored to have ruined a top-tier actress’s career with a single sentence after she tried to seduce him. The man was terrifying.

But thinking about it now, it all made sense. At least Jiang Yu wasn’t some sleazy, lecherous “Grease Boss.” If anything, he treated their Little Ancestor quite well.

As he should! As he should!

Their Ancestor deserved the best the world had to offer.

Ke Hua was practically glowing with pride. He walked with his back ramrod straight, humming a festive tune under his breath.

Meanwhile, just down the hall, Wu Tong, along with Sang Miaozhu and Shen Ruixuan, sat stiffly on a public bench after being shut out.

They were stunned.

Weren’t Su Ci and her agent also stood up by Director Xu? How were they still smiling?

Today’s lunch with Director Xu had been arranged by President Lin. He’d said the second female lead was important enough that the director had to meet the candidates in person.

They’d rushed over—only to be told that Director Xu had left due to a sudden conflict.

Wu Tong was fuming. She’d bragged to her coworkers about landing the second female and third male leads in Director Xu’s next big project. Now she looked like a complete fool.

A few minutes later, the door to that same private room opened. The directors emerged, chatting happily as they exchanged goodbyes.

Including Director Xu—the same one who’d supposedly “left.”

Wu Tong didn’t have time to wonder why they were all there together. She immediately pulled Shen Ruixuan forward and stopped Director Xu from leaving.

“Director Xu, I’m Wu Tong from Century Entertainment, the one who had an appointment with you today. President Lin mentioned us, right? We’re here to audition for the second female and third male leads—”

Director Xu adjusted his glasses, expression calm.

“Oh, you mean President Lin? He’s pulled his investment. The second female and third male roles are being reassigned. This discussion’s over.”

“That’s not possible! Are you sure you’re not mistaken?”

Wu Tong looked utterly shocked. Sang Miaozhu and Shen Ruixuan stood frozen, as if struck by lightning.

Director Xu shot back, “Why wouldn’t it be possible? President Lin isn’t the only person with connections in this industry. Some decisions are beyond even us directors.”

Back when they filmed Zijin, Director Xu had already been dissatisfied with these two minor extras. And now they wanted lead roles?

That was just asking him to ruin his reputation.

President Lin had already ticked him off earlier, pressuring him to cast his favorites. Unlike Lin, Jiang Yu had taste and vision.

Sang Miaozhu, who had just sold herself for this opportunity, nearly broke down. She rushed forward, voice trembling.

“Director Xu, why did President Lin pull his investment?”

Why? The answer was simple.

You offended President Jiang’s wife, that’s why!

Director Xu had never felt such satisfaction.

He’d come up from nothing—no background, no connections—and had been at the mercy of greedy investors more times than he could count.

President Lin was the worst of them all.

Just because he had some shady money, he’d throw his weight around anytime something didn’t go his way—crushing both the director and the project in the process.

Like last time, when Xu tried to give Su Ci a five-minute scene extension. President Lin’s mistress made a single call, and he was forced to rewrite the script overnight. The entire plot turned into a convoluted mess.

Well, now they’d tried stepping on Su Ci again—and hit steel.

The Lin Group’s cash flow had already dried up. This pullout was only the beginning. With Jiang Yu getting involved, who knew if Lin Group would even exist in a few months.

They thought they could snatch the role meant for Su Ci?

Watching their funding collapse was sweet justice.

Yes, Director Xu was that kind of biased, dramatic old man. The actors he liked? He gave them more and more screen time until even they got sick of it.

The ones he didn’t like? He’d make them retake scenes dozens of times and still not approve.

But could he go around telling these nobodies about Jiang Yu and Su Ci? Even if it wasn’t about professionalism—his personal bias was entirely in her favor.

“No comment. Good luck.”

With that, Director Xu left under the escort of his assistant, each word hitting like a gavel.

Back at the office, Ke Hua was giddy as he walked Su Ci in.

“Let’s see, we’ll start with Director Cai’s high school idol drama, then move on to Director Song’s fantasy romance, followed by Director Ma’s sci-fi blockbuster…”

“Director Xu? Forget him! Let him wait!”

Su Ci couldn’t help laughing.

“So many big productions lined up… Hua-ge, are you sure you trust my acting that much?”

Ke Hua puffed up proudly.

“Who needs acting in this industry? Ancestor, you just have to be drop-dead gorgeous. Your fans will handle the rest!”

That said, his Ancestor did have solid acting chops. She’d only filmed five minutes of footage, but every scene was a one-take wonder. The directors had nothing but praise.

“Hua-ge! Ci-jie! You’re finally back!”

Someone shouted across the office, and in a blink, agents, artists, and staff from every department came running over.

They chanted in perfect unison, voices loud and clear.

“Hua-ge! Ci-jie!”

Ke Hua: “…?”

“Did you all take something weird for lunch or what?”

Everyone started shouting over each other:

“Nope!”

“The company’s under new ownership!”

“We’re backed by Jiang Corporation now!”

“Hua-ge, you’re so low-key! Didn’t tell us you were related to President Jiang—worried we’d ask you for favors?”

“Seriously, not cool. From now on, Hua-ge is Century’s number one agent. Anyone got a problem with that?”

Ke Hua was the most confused of them all.

“Huh? Oh… oh!”

President Jiang, that crafty snake, had diverted all attention onto him, giving Su Ci full resources with zero risk of public backlash.

Honestly? Riding someone else’s power… felt kind of amazing.

All thanks to their Ancestor’s impeccable taste in sugar daddies.

To serve her forever?

Totally worth it.