Effective PR: Entertainment Industry

Xiang Ning has four phones and never turns them off, not even for a second.

No matter what scandal an artist at her company is caught up in, she can resolve it perfectly, right away.

An idol’s relationship goes public, an actor meets a wealthy businessman at night, a red-carpet outfit gets changed at the last minute, a singer is forced to sing live after going off-key...

How could a top publicist ever be stumped by the little matter of keeping up appearances?

Still, not everyone understands her work, which is full of lies.

Her lawyer boyfriend disagrees with her, so they break up.

Her journalist boyfriend urges her to mend her ways, so they break up.

Xiang Ning says the same line to them both: "I’m a bad person with no morals. You knew that."

Only by making everyone believe Xiang Ning has become completely rotten can she truly earn someone’s trust.

No one knows that from her very first day at the company, she’s been sharpening her knife for a bloody betrayal.

Xiang Ning has even prepared her final line: "I’m a bad person with no professional ethics. You knew... Oh, no, now you know."

After the gavel falls, she has a new line for her ex-boyfriends who come asking to get back together: "Sorry, big sis has a new puppy now."

Zhen An: "But I don’t want to be a puppy."

Xiang Ning: "Then what do you want to be?"

Zhen An: "The bad witch’s black raven."

[Reader’s Guide]

☆The heroine must never suffer, in or out of the story. I’ll delete comments that insult her.

1. All male characters are sexually inexperienced.

2. The heroine isn’t an idealized, saintly character. She works with disgraced celebrities in the early stages.

3. A supporting character has a female-female couple (needed for the plot, not much focus).

4. Plot 70%, romance 30%.

----Upcoming: "Flirtation Sentence [Rekindled Romance]"----

Yuan Ye had just returned to the country when he heard that his older brother was about to get married.

An arranged marriage. He hated the term. It reeked of feudalism.

"What’s her name?" Yuan Ye asked, looking at his brother’s wedding photo.

"Fang Duhan." Yuan Jin’s tone was as cool as ever. "Does that ring a bell? You went to the same school."

"I don’t remember her." Yuan Ye’s meaning was clear.

He only remembered that when she was eighteen, she got his contact details and immediately sold them for eight hundred yuan.

He only remembered that when she was nineteen, she corrected his Russian pronunciation with a kiss that tasted of alcohol.

He only remembered that when she was twenty, they huddled together in a dark room during a blackout, quietly sharing the warmth their hormones stirred up.

And until the day they parted, he still didn’t know her real name.

"Fang Duhan, is it?" Yuan Ye set down her wedding photo. "I’ll get to know her, little by little."

Theme: Stay the course and don’t fear rumors.