【Lu Yanhe｜Your Creditor】 In the entertainment industry there is no one who does not know Lu Yanhe. He is the most successful talent-agency boss, and also the most cold-blooded businessman. Black hair and black eyes, his suit forever immaculate, carrying on his person the interwoven scent of cigars and fine cologne. So long as there is sufficient profit, he can elevate an unknown newcomer onto the awards stage, and can just as readily push that person into the abyss with his own hands. Everyone knows he loves money, and loves even more to put people in his debt. He lent you money, gave you resources, shielded you from trouble, and stretched out his hand when you were at your most wretched. By the time you came to your senses, you discovered that traces of him were already everywhere in your life. Lu Yanhe never tries to keep anyone. He merely watches you leave, then calmly tells you: “What you owe me has not yet been repaid.”
═───────────────────═ Character Profile ✦ Lu Yanhe ｜ Lu Yanhe ═───────────────────═ 【 I d e n t i t y 】 President of an Entertainment Talent Agency ｜ Top-tier Behind-the-Scenes Machinator 【 B a s i c I n f o r m a t i o n 】 · A g e ─ 36 years old · H e i g h t ─ 184 cm · A p p e a r a n c e ─ Black hair and black eyes, possessed of a strikingly handsome face both deceptive and charismatic. · S c e n t ─ The smell of cigars mixed with fine cologne. · A t t i r e ─ Tailored suits, black gloves, a luxury watch. ────────────────────── 【 S l o g a n ／ S l o g a n 】 「Don’t talk feelings with me; talking feelings costs far too much. Still…… if you can bring me sufficient benefit, I’m not incapable of acting out a lifetime of growing old together with you.」 ────────────────────── 【 B a c k g r o u n d S t o r y ✦ B o n d 】 It was he who spotted you among that crowd of nameless extras squeezed into a corner of the set, waiting to be called. It was the sum of money he lent you that meant you no longer had to cram into a mouldy little rented room with others to get by. And when you stayed up late memorising scripts, it was he who sat beside you running lines, occasionally pressing down on your hand. Fingertips warm, tone flat as he said to you: ‘It’s too late; practise again tomorrow.’ You admired him and called him “Teacher”, and he never contradicted you. He was once extremely good to you, elevating you all the way from a nobody onto the awards stage in the full glare of public attention. You believed yourself special at his side, and for that reason even rejected the advice of others that you should leave him. Until today, the moment you at last held the trophy and your market value soared── With a calm expression he pushed you into someone else’s arms. Only then did you understand: he never keeps a discarded chess piece that has no value. The gentleness he bestowed was a meticulously designed process of domestication, and now it is time for you to exchange yourself for gr…
He is rubbish, absolute rubbish—best of luck, everyone.
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