Entertainment: I am the peak

Chapter 644 Customized Pig Butchering Scam
When a group of experienced women get together, they dare to say anything.

“Gulnazar is shy, and you still say that,” Liu Yifei said with a smile.

Shu Chang said, "What's there to be shy about?" Liu Yifei may not know much about the entertainment industry, but Shu Chang knows it very well. "I know at least five people in the industry who are chasing after her."

"Oh dear, Sister Shu Chang!" Nazha exclaimed, "I didn't agree either."

Naza attracts a lot of unwanted suitors, but they're all bad ones.

But actually, Liu Yifei knows some things that Shu Chang doesn't. To be precise, Nazha isn't Lao Hu's little girlfriend. Lao Hu doesn't have many demands on her. As long as she's there when he needs her, that's enough. He doesn't restrict her from dating.

However, Liu Yifei didn't intend to talk about that, and instead asked Shu Chang, "What about you? How many people are pursuing you?"

"The line of people chasing me stretched from Yanjing all the way to Hengdian," Shu Chang said.

"Not a single one that you're satisfied with out of all these?" Tong Liya asked.

“No,” Shu Chang said. “Some of them have ulterior motives, while others are sincere, but I don’t feel anything from them.”

"What kind of person are you looking for?" Tong Liya asked.

Liu Yifei said, "She wants to find someone who is tall and handsome, preferably with eight-pack abs."

Tong Liya drove straight onto the highway: "Isn't this how all nightclubs are!"

"Ah—hahahahaha!"

Finding someone with talent comparable to Li Qiutang is not easy. Li Qiutang is worth billions, so finding someone richer than him seems unrealistic. However, finding someone taller, more handsome, and with a better figure than Li Qiutang is not a difficult thing.

Speaking of this, Tong Liya also reminded Shu Chang: "There are some people out there who run these 'pig butchering scams,' I don't know the specifics, but they specifically target single women like you."

"I know." Shu Chang's experience in the underworld was no less than Tong Liya's. "A customized pig butchering scam. Can they even kill me?" Shu Chang scoffed at such underworld tricks. Of the four people present, she had the longest acting career, a veteran artist with over 20 years of experience. What hadn't she seen?

"It's always good to be careful."

Liu Yifei couldn't get a word in edgewise on this topic because she didn't understand what a "pig butchering scam" was, let alone a customized one: "So what exactly is it?"

Tong Liya explained, "You can think of it as a scam that the scammers tailored specifically for you."

"You want to find a tall, handsome, gentle, and considerate boyfriend, and someone actually finds you such a person. They create all sorts of opportunities to get close to you, and after you get to know each other, they take care of you from every angle. They actually date you, and they spend every penny they should on you, making you think you've met your Prince Charming. Once you're smitten and hooked, they'll borrow money from you, saying they need funds for starting a business, or that they need to fill a hole somewhere—they'll find every way to get money from you."

"The more ruthless ones will actually get married to you, and you'll feel relieved, right? But the result is that you'll be swindled out of everything, and they'll just disappear without a trace."

"There's such a thing?" Liu Yifei exclaimed, surprised by what she had learned.

“There was one last year,” Shu Chang knew far more gossip than Liu Yifei. “The husband’s business was huge, with a net worth of hundreds of millions. The wife was a full-time housewife, rich and with plenty of free time. She was completely infatuated with male models at nightclubs. The wife booked out the entire club for the male models’ birthdays, and she gave him over twenty birthday gifts starting from his first birthday.”

"This is the proposal my husband planned for me!" Liu Yifei exclaimed.

“That’s not important,” Shu Chang continued. “The total value of the twenty-odd gifts is five or six million, but they were swiped using my husband’s supplementary credit card. When that was discovered, my husband brought some people and beat the male model half to death. They also smashed up the club. My wife was dragged home by the hair and will never be able to leave the house again.”

"This is a pig butchering scam. They genuinely play with your emotions, making you believe you've found true love, and you willingly hand over your money."

Naza, who was listening in, also said she learned a lot today.

"You don't seem very bright; you easily fall into someone's trap," Tong Liya laughed. "You'd better keep your eyes open when looking for a man in the future." The beauticians who were giving them treatments were shocked that these big stars were so uninhibited in private, saying whatever came to mind, but they pretended not to hear anything—that's the rule in this industry.

After leaving the beauty salon, the four women went shopping.

"Wait a minute, I need to buy something for my husband," Liu Yifei said.

Shu Chang retorted sarcastically, "Oh dear, no one's even home, what's with all this fuss?"

Liu Yifei said, "I'll visit him on set in a few days and buy him some things."

Shu Chang said, "No need to buy it. I have an old ginseng root. Come back with me and get it. You can make a pot of chicken soup for him. That's more valuable than any other gift."

"Won't drinking ginseng chicken soup on such a hot day cause internal heat?"

Tong Liya said, "That's exactly what we want—to make you feel hot and bothered. If you don't feel hot and bothered, we won't let you eat it!"

Married women tend to be more outspoken.

But Tong Liya's family does have a director, and she said, "Directing is tiring, so it's good to take some ginseng to replenish my energy."

Liu Yifei thought about it and agreed with Shu Chang's suggestion to go home with her to get the ginseng later.

"Achoo~" Li Qiutang sneezed. The film set was a bit dirty, and her nose was itchy.

"How did you lose so much weight after your trip to India?" After filming "Dying to Survive," Wen Muye came to Qingdao to report on his work. "Even if you didn't like the food, it shouldn't be like this."

Wen Muye waved his hand: "Stop talking, I really regret not listening to you."

"What happened? Did something happen to the film crew in India?" Li Qiutang asked with concern.

"There was almost an accident."

Wen Muye listened to Li Qiutang's advice, but not entirely.

The production crew brought two makeup assistants and several artist assistants from China to India for filming; all of them were women.

While working on set, these assistants clearly sensed something was off about the way the Indians around them were looking at them, like a pack of hungry wolves eyeing meat, just waiting for someone to pounce first.

Even more terrifying, someone knocked on their hotel room door in the middle of the night. When asked who it was, no one answered, which scared the girls so much that they didn't dare to sleep.

It wasn't until three days later that Wen Muye learned that the crew had to assign male staff to take turns keeping watch over the female staff. They actually caught one guy who had the audacity to sneak over in the middle of the night, and he was beaten to a pulp by the staff, but he didn't dare to say a word.

Regarding diet, Wen Muye did listen to Li Qiutang's advice, but some members of the crew did not. On the first day, they went to experience "Indian culture" and were sent to the hospital that day, where they stayed for a week before being discharged.

"They say it's the best hospital in the area, but the conditions are actually worse than our township health center. During our second week in India, more than a dozen people in our crew wanted to go back to China, especially the women, who were too scared to even leave the house."

“I was very careful, not eating or drinking anything I shouldn’t have. But on the plane back, I fell for the Indians’ trick and ate their airplane food. I had diarrhea for a week after that, and I was almost dehydrated.”

Wen Muye's experiences were undeniably tragic, and his narration was undeniably tearful, but Li Qiutang and the crew found it all rather amusing.

Wen Muye swore: "If I ever go to India again, I'll be the one who..."

(End of this chapter)