Chapter 23: Live Streaming Is So Much Fun

The director's face changed dramatically the moment he heard Jiang Sui's words. Was Jiang Sui planning to end her career in the entertainment industry? How could she dare say something like that? Did she even realize who she was talking to?

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line.

Then came the voice: "Ms. Jiang, I hope you won't regret what you said and chose today."

Jiang Sui's lips curved into a slight smile. "Of course not."

Her greatest enemy was not actually Bai Xixue, but the man lurking behind her—Ji Sicheng. He controlled nearly half of the entertainment industry’s resources. That was why he could so smoothly pave the way for Bai Xixue, clearing up any trouble on her behalf.

Jiang Sui hung up the phone.

The director, however, was still in shock. He only snapped back to reality when Jiang Sui handed his phone back to him. His face was ashen, as if he’d just swallowed something vile. "Jiang Sui, do you even know who you just offended? That’s Bai Xixue’s husband, and the investor behind our show. You’ve crossed him—forget about ever working in this industry again!"

Jiang Sui just smiled sweetly and glanced at Lu Xuanyuan, who was playing with her tablet, ignoring the director entirely.

The director was even more infuriated by her attitude and immediately barked orders at the crew. "From now on, stop all of Jiang’s live streams and recordings! Shut down her streaming channel! Cancel all her interviews and advertisements!"

A staff member quietly raised a hand, about to say something.

The director snapped, "Whatever it is, save it for later!"

"Xuanyuan, is it fun?" Jiang Sui asked with a gentle smile, addressing Xuanyuan who was engrossed with the tablet.

Xuanyuan looked back at Jiang Sui and nodded. "Mm-hmm. Live streaming is really fun. I saw lots of people typing messages on the screen, but I didn’t recognize many of the words."

The director was about to speak when he suddenly realized something. "Live stream? What live stream?"

Lu Xuanyuan beamed. "I just started a live stream! Look, you’re all on it right now."

For a moment, it was impossible to tell whether the director’s face was deathly pale or livid with rage as he stared at the live stream playing on Lu Xuanyuan’s tablet.

Jiang Sui, ever so "helpful," prompted the director with a question, "Xuanyuan, when did you start the live stream?"

Lu Xuanyuan thought for a moment. "Right when Director Uncle handed you the phone."

The director’s face turned an even deeper shade.

Jiang Sui gave a couple of nonchalant grunts, then said nothing more. She turned to the director and asked, "By the way, didn’t you just say something about pausing the live stream? That works for us. Xuanyuan isn’t used to sleeping in new places. I’ll take her to pack up our things and head home."

Lu Xuanyuan immediately hugged her tablet and came over to Jiang Sui’s side.

Jiang Sui took her hand, and together they turned to go pack their belongings.

The director took a deep breath. "Was that all just live streamed?! Was that entire phone call broadcasted?!"

The assistant director, who had tried to speak up earlier, whispered, "Director, that’s what I was trying to tell you, but you wouldn’t let me. There aren’t any live cameras in this corner, but Xuanyuan’s tablet was streaming everything live..."

At that moment, another staff member came running over. "This is bad, Director! Our show’s been reported! We’ve just been told to stop all live broadcasts!"

"Director! The backstage is blowing up! We’re getting bombarded with calls and private messages—all of them cursing us out! They’re saying we’re colluding with the investors to bully the guests! The abuse is vicious—they’ve even cursed your ancestors back eighteen generations!"

The director saw stars, wishing he could just drop dead on the spot. He’d thought this show would be his big break, his chance to carve out a place in the industry.

Who could have foreseen something like this?

This Jiang Sui was nothing but a walking disaster!