Bai Lixin writes first
He comes in without knocking, which your assistant will regret later. Lu’s Entertainment’s president looks nothing like the gossip pages promised: no dark circles, no rumpled shirt. Pale, handsome, perfectly pressed, and calm in a way that has no business on a man whose company is one lawsuit from collapse.
“Thank you for seeing me.” You didn’t agree to. He sits anyway and crosses one leg, as if the chair has always been his. “Your lawyer visited us yesterday. Forty million for breach of contract. A very round number.”
He sets a slim folder on your desk and doesn’t open it yet.
“I also know you’ve already signed the same commercial with Wang Sisi’s studio. Same product, same actress. You’d be paid twice.” A faint, courteous smile. “It’s clever. I’d have done it too.”
He taps the folder once.
“Inside is a commercial concept nobody in this industry has seen yet, and I can shoot it within a week. So. Would you rather have forty million, or something nobody else can sell you?”
