Name: My father Yuan Mu

Meng Zhang didn't react for a moment. He didn't understand what Yuan Zhihao meant by "rest".

"Brother Yuan, I don't need to rest. I'm not tired. Really, don't listen to what those reporters say. I really don't. I just get anxious and curse sometimes. Can't I change in the future?"

Yuan Zhihao picked up a cigarette and looked at the emblem.

"Okay, I won't say any more, let's go back."

"Brother Yuan..."

"Let's go, I have something else to do."

"Okay." The helpless emblem could only leave with his head down.

As soon as he left the house, his heart was filled with anger. How cowardly he was just now, how angry he was now. Don't let him know who was gossiping about him in front of Yuan Zhihao, otherwise he will tear the other person's mouth apart!

Until now, the emblem has no idea that he is in great danger and is still thinking about taking revenge on others.

After returning to the hotel, Hui Zhang didn't think too much. He had a meal and went to sleep. It must be said that he was quite tired these days.

The next morning, he was woken up by a rapid knock on the door. Hui Zhang got up with anger on his face and went to check on the door. When he saw the assistant at the door, he started cursing.

"You're killing me!"

But this time the assistant was no longer afraid, instead his face was full of anxiety.

"Brother Wen! Something happened!"

Herald frowned, and looking at his assistant's expression he had a bad feeling in his heart, because he knew his assistant, and he would not dare to do this unless something big happened.

"What happened?"

"Several brands just called us and wanted to terminate our contracts!"

At first, Huineng was an artist under other companies. With his popularity in recent years, he left his previous company and opened his own studio.

"What! Did you tell me why?" Herald asked with his eyes wide open.

"I don't know. They just called out of the blue saying they want to terminate the contract! And Director Feng also called just now. You were originally slated to be the male lead, but now they've changed it!"

These emblems became anxious and snatched the phone from the assistant's hand and started calling, but no one answered after several calls.

"Hurry up, let's go to Director Feng's place!"

When he arrived at the place, there was no emblem at all. He was not willing to give up and tried to force his way in, but was "asked" to leave by the security guard.

"Fuck it! Do you know who I am? How dare you treat me like this? Director Feng is my good brother! Believe it or not, I will make you all fired!" Wen Zhang stood at the door and jumped up and down and cursed.

But no matter how he cursed, no one cared about him, and in the end he had no choice but to turn around and leave.

On the rooftop, Feng Kuazi was holding a glass of red wine and watching the emblem leaving below, with a disdainful smile on his face.

"Oh! Young people, you're still too arrogant. Chairman Yuan called me personally, and you still don't understand what's going on. How pathetic!"

"Director Feng, why do you think President Yuan wants to ban Hu Zhang? Aren't they classmates? And President Yuan has been supporting him for so many years?" asked a young man next to him.

"Why? Man-made disasters bring about misfortunes, and God-given disasters bring about rain. This is all destined!" Feng Kuazi sighed, as if he was thinking of the time a few years ago when he was dominated by Yuan Zhihao. At that time, he really couldn't get any help from heaven or earth. In two words, despair. This time, his emblem probably could also feel his mood back then.

As the saying goes, when it rains, it never rains. Before anything happened to the emblem, other people called one after another. Without exception, they all wanted to terminate their contracts. No matter whether they had previously approached him for variety shows, movies or TV series, they all terminated their contracts with him.

Wen Zhang went from being angry at first to being confused, and finally helpless. He sat on the curb by the roadside with empty eyes, looking at the sky. He didn't know why he suddenly became like this. He didn't understand and didn't know.

Suddenly, he thought of Yuan Zhihao, and then his mood improved. He hurriedly took a car to the downstairs of the China Media Company building.

Usually he came here as if he were going home, but today the security captain at the door actually stopped him.

"Old Li, what are you doing? I have something to talk to Director Yuan about. Get up quickly!" Wen Zhang waved his hands impatiently. It was obvious that he knew the security captain.

If it were any other day, Old Li would have greeted him with a smile and let him in, but today was different. Old Li's face was full of seriousness.

"Heraldry, I can't let you in today."

"Old Li!" Wen Zhang was anxious and was about to speak, but Old Li's next sentence made him feel as if a bucket of cold water was poured on his head in the middle of winter.

"This is Director Yuan's order!"

"Mr. Yuan..." Wen Zhang took two steps back in disbelief. He didn't understand, or rather, he didn't want to understand.

"This is the letter Mr. Yuan left for you." As he said that, Old Li took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Hui Zhang.

The coat of arms quickly took it and opened it to read. The content on it was very simple, just one sentence, "Go back and rest. Your current virtue is not worthy of your current status."

In one sentence, it was like a bolt from the blue. Even if Wen Zhang was stupid, he would know what was going on. To make so many companies terminate their contracts with him overnight, it seemed that no one could do it except Mr. Yuan, who had great connections.

In fact, Wen Zhang had guessed it before, but he just didn't want to admit it because he thought he had a good relationship with Yuan Zhihao and the other party would not do that. But now it seems that the other party not only did it, but also did it very decisively!

This is equivalent to completely banning him. Yuan Zhihao currently has a very high status in the entertainment industry and has strong capital. His words can almost make the entertainment industry tremble. Now that he has spoken, it is estimated that no one dares to cooperate with him now.

But he refused to give in. Why? Why? There had to be a reason! So, Hu Zhang forced his way into the media building.

But he failed. Several security guards stopped him and sent him outside. The security guard, Brother Li, felt bad seeing Hui Zhang's appearance. After all, Hui Zhang had taken good care of him before and given him many small favors.

"Huang Zhang, we've known each other for so many years. Let's not be so rude to each other, and don't make things difficult for me. Just call Director Yuan. As long as he agrees, I'll let you in right away."

"Yes! Yes! Make a call! Make a call!" At this moment, Hui Yu seemed to be possessed by a demon, his hands trembling uncontrollably as he dialed the number.

At this time, Hui Yao's clothes were wrinkled and his hair was messy. He was like a completely different person from the popular star before.

But Wen Zhang's idea was doomed to fail. Yuan Zhihao simply didn't answer his calls. He called several times but no one answered. Finally, Wen Zhang hung up the phone dejectedly. He was not stupid and knew that Yuan Zhihao did it on purpose.