"President Luo Wenxiang from the production team personally called me, saying that there was a mistake during the audition yesterday, and that you are the actress most suited to play Mrs. Bao. He emphasized repeatedly that this decision is mutually agreed upon by him and Director Zhao. As for not informing you at the audition scene yesterday, it was a test they put you through."
"Flattery is naturally not to be taken as truth." Feng Qi said from the other end of the phone: "No matter why they changed their minds at the last minute, the current outcome is the best for you."
Tang Li, clutching her cellphone, asked, "They changed their decision overnight, do you even know why?"
"It happened so suddenly. That Mr. Luo probably didn’t even inform Zhao Zhenglei before he decided on the role himself, or it could be an issue on your classmate’s side."
——Therefore, they resorted to Tang Li as a substitute.
Tang Li recalled the producer she met at Fuyuan last night. At the time, he had not mentioned wanting her to play the Phoenix Concubine, not even a hint; it could only mean that he changed his original decision either late last night or this morning.
Feng Qi suddenly brought up Jiang Yiniing: "Is your classmate’s agency contract signed with Fenghua?"
Tang Li truthfully replied: "I ran into her at school previously. The day she went to audition for Martial God, it was a director with the surname Liang from Fenghua who drove her back to the school."
"That explains it..." Feng Qi then told her: "Zhao Zhenglei told me that the production team settled on Jiang Yiniing because a director from Fenghua has some connection with Luo Wenxiang. The day before the audition, that person called President Luo to secure the role."
Upon hearing Feng Qi say this, Tang Li understood the relationship between Jiang Yiniing and Director Liang.
Meanwhile, in a certain tube building in the Western Suburb of Capital.
Jiang Yiniing sat on the edge of the bed, with the voice of a staff member from the Phoenix Concubine series coming through the phone: "After discussion between the director and the production team, the role of Mrs. Bao may not be suitable for you. However, we have several other roles available. If Teacher Jiang is interested, you are welcome to come to our company to have a look."
"Why did it change when I was told yesterday that I got the part?" Realizing her role had been snatched away, Jiang Yiniing could no longer remain calm: "Is there some mistake? The producer clearly said I was very suitable at the audition yesterday."
"This was personally told to me by President Luo." The staff member explained, "And it was President Luo who asked me to inform Teacher Jiang, so you wouldn’t keep waiting."
After hanging up, Jiang Yiniing still couldn’t believe the fact that she had been undercut.
She angrily swept the items off the table with her hand.
At that moment, the sound of a door opening came from outside.
By the time Jiang Yiniing went out, the woman dressed in a cheongsam and draped in a mink coat had already entered, clacking in on her high heels, holding the door handle with her right hand, her fingernails painted scarlet, her heavily made-up face emanating endless charm in her eyes and brows.
"Why the long face? Who has upset our Miss Jiang Yiniing now?"
The woman sauntered over to the table, poured herself a glass of water, took a sip, realized something was off with the taste, and hurled the glass at Jiang Yiniing’s feet: "You little brat! How long have you left this water here, are you trying to poison me?"
Jiang Yiniing sneered and turned back to enter her room.
The woman followed in and saw Jiang Yiniing packing her things, with a suitcase laid on the bed. She grabbed Jiang Yiniing’s hand: "You little ingrate! School is out for the holidays, where do you think you’re going to flounce off to?!"
"Obviously to live in a fancy mansion." Jiang Yiniing shook off the woman’s hand and smirked: "I’m not you, who has wallowed in this dump for half a lifetime."
Jiang Feng scoffed: "Oh, has my daughter finally made something of herself?"