In the entertainment industry, the silly system claims it's the immortal realm.

The fight escalated into its third day.

Under Li Jian's three-pronged attack.

Online opinion has shifted from one-sided to a 50/50 split.

On Tianya, the number of people criticizing Fan Binbin and Zhou Xun is roughly equal.

Those who criticize Fan Binbin say she started it, while those who criticize Zhou Xun say she deserved it for her foul mouth.

Noisy.

But the online sentiment is one thing, while the situation within Huayi is quite another.

Hua Yi ultimately favors Zhou Gongzi more.

So Fan Binbin simply stayed home to "recover from his injury," and hasn't even gone to the company these past few days.

this day.

Her agent, her mother Zhang Chuanmei, went back to Huayi to handle a few trivial matters for her.

As soon as Zhang Chuanmei entered the building, she sensed that something was wrong.

First, the receptionist saw her, her smile froze for half a second before she greeted her with "Hello, Aunt Zhang".

Then it was in the elevator.

Two assistants from Zhou Xun's team stood in the corner. When they saw her come in, they exchanged a glance but didn't greet her.

We arrived at the twelfth floor.

She went to the administration department to get an artist material application form.

Previously, these forms could be taken anywhere.

Today, the young woman in the administration department rummaged through the drawers for a while before finally looking up and saying, "Aunt Zhang, I'm sorry, we've run out of forms. Why don't you come back tomorrow?"

Zhang Chuanmei looked at the stack of forms on the other person's table, which was piled high, and didn't say anything.

She went to the tea room to get water.

The water dispenser just received a new water bottle, and it's still sealed.

Just as she was about to open the bottle, a makeup artist from Zhou Xun's team jogged over, tore off the seal first, filled the bottle with water, and turned to smile at her: "Aunt Zhang, are you filling your bottle with water too? This is a new bottle, the water hasn't boiled yet."

Zhang Chuanmei put the cup back on the tray.

She went to the restroom. When she came out to wash her hands, she heard two girls chatting in the stall.

"Have you heard? Fan Binbin's three appearances have been suspended."

"It should have stopped long ago. Relying on outside connections to assault people in the company, does she really think Huayi is her personal property?"

"It seems her mother came to the company today."

"What are you doing here? Cleaning up her daughter's mess?"

Zhang Chuanmei dried her hands, turned around and left the restroom.

Back in Fan Binbin's office, she sat down in a chair and took a sip of the herbal tea on the table.

The tea was leftover from the previous day.

She stared out the window for a while, lost in thought.

The landline phone next to me rang.

Zhang Chuanmei answered the phone.

"Hello, is this Ms. Fan Binbin's office? I'm Lin Xiao, an editor from VOGUE China."

"...Hello, I'm Zhang Chuanmei, Fan Binbin's personal agent." Zhang Chuanmei's voice was a little dry.

"Yes, Ms. Zhang. Ms. Anna Wintour was very satisfied with the 'Flying Apsaras' inside pages that Ms. Fan Binbin shot for VOGUE International. We would like to invite Ms. Fan Binbin to shoot the cover for the September issue of VOGUE China, with the theme tentatively set as 'Eastern Women's Power.' The shooting time, location, and photographer will be decided by Ms. Fan Binbin's team."

Holding the phone, Zhang Chuanmei's low spirits after arriving at Huayi Company today suddenly lifted.

"Could you...could you say that again?"

The other person repeated it with a smile.

Finally, she added: "Ms. Anna specifically mentioned that she greatly admires the personal style that Ms. Fan Binbin has recently demonstrated."

Zhang Chuanmei hung up the phone.

She sat down in the chair and took another sip of the leftover cold tea.

I'm in a great mood.

She knew this was definitely not a coincidence.

This could only be Wei Yi's arrangement.

He must have contacted VOGUE headquarters directly and mentioned to Anna Wintour that Fan Binbin had recently "suffered some injustice".

It is suggested that VOGUE respond to her during this special period.

Anna Wintour readily agreed.

What?

Did Fan Binbin get into a fight?

And it has already spread widely in the media, and the reaction has been somewhat negative.

Please, in their Western logic...

The fact that female celebrities are fighting each other is not a scandal at all.

In their world, being assertive, controversial, and generating buzz is far more valuable than being obedient and docile.

Zhang Chuanmei put the phone on the table and took a deep breath.

She did not call Fan Binbin immediately.

She dialed her assistant's number first.

"Xiao Liu, can you do me a favor?"

Ten minutes later.

In the break room, Zhang Chuanmei's assistant, Xiao Liu, chatted with her colleague while getting coffee, her voice loud enough for the person next to her to hear.

"I just came from Aunt Zhang's place, you know what? The September issue of VOGUE, the most coveted September issue of the year, features Sister Binbin on the cover. Anna Wintour personally selected her!"

The coffee machine was still running. The break room was quiet now.

Another twenty minutes passed.

I think the story has been told enough.

Zhang Chuanmei stood up and straightened her collar and cuffs.

She walked out of the office and across the hallway.

When I arrived at Wang Zhonglei's office, the door was not closed.

Zhang Chuanmei saw Young Master Zhou sitting on the sofa inside.

The two seemed to be discussing something. Young Master Zhou was holding a document, which appeared to be a cover design for a magazine.

Zhang Chuanmei hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"Mr. Wang, is this a convenient time? There's something I'd like to discuss with you."

Wang Zhonglei looked up, his brows furrowing almost imperceptibly. He glanced at Young Master Zhou, then said, "Come in."

Zhang Chuanmei walked in, stood in front of the desk, and did not sit down.

"There's something I'd like to inform you, Mr. Wang. Just now, VOGUE China called Binbin's office."

Wang Zhonglei and Zhou Gongzi looked up at the same time.

"VOGUE said that Binbin has been confirmed as the cover girl for their most important September issue in China this year. The theme is 'Eastern Women's Power.' We will decide the shooting time, location, and photographer ourselves."

The office was silent for several seconds.

Wang Zhonglei stopped writing.

The document in Zhou Gongzi's hand stopped in mid-air.

"Mr. Wang, I'll be going now."

Zhang Chuanmei nodded to Wang Zhonglei, turned around, and pushed open the door to leave.

The door closed gently behind me.

Silence remained in the office.

Wang Zhonglei stared at the closed door.

Young Master Zhou was also looking at that door.

The atmosphere in Wang Zhonglei's office suddenly became somber.

As luck would have it, the two of them were just in this office discussing whether Huayi could find a way to get the cover of this year's September issue of VOGUE.

Generally speaking, in the fashion industry, especially in the fashion magazine field, September and October have always been the most important months of the year.

This is what is known as the "golden September and silver October".

Now look what's happened.

Hua Yi and her Mr. Zhou haven't figured out a solution yet, nor have they managed to obtain this precious resource from VOGUE.

Fan Binbin's mother didn't even need to come in person.

She simply called her mother to inform her.

Her mother came directly to tell the two of them.

It is said that Fan Binbin has already landed the cover of this year's most important monthly issue of VOGUE.

Wang Zhonglei picked up the teacup on the table and found that the tea had gone cold.

He put down his cup without saying a word.

Young Master Zhou gently placed the document on the coffee table and stood up.

"Mr. Wang, I'll head back now."

Wang Zhonglei was a little embarrassed because he had brought up the topic and idea of ​​the VOGUE monthly cover that they had just discussed, asking Zhou Gongzi to come and discuss it together.

Who would have thought such a thing would happen?

"Okay, okay," Wang Zhonglei said awkwardly. "Brother Xun, don't be angry. If the September issue doesn't work, there are other... ah, no..."

Wang Zhonglei lightly slapped his mouth, immediately changing his tune, "It doesn't necessarily have to be VOGUE. Huayi has resources with Harper's Bazaar and Marie Claire too; we can figure out a way to get their September issues!"

This was to appease Young Master Zhou.