In Huayu, the career reward is spy

Chapter 204 Relax, dizziness is normal.

In the warm room, Ji Yu watched the snowflakes falling outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

Zhou Xun went to make tea; he was still processing the information from the conversation.

Behind the chaos in the entertainment market lies a bloody, cannibalistic phenomenon.

Celebrities are not people, they are just money trees.

Calling them money trees wouldn't be accurate; in those people's eyes, they were just lambs to the slaughter.

Fairness is impossible, and respect is out of the question.

According to Zhou Xun, many entertainment agencies are illegal and unregulated.

Many minor celebrities go out to perform in order to earn illicit income.

After struggling to gain a little fame in the entertainment industry, they started making quick money.

Of course, some people are forced into it; otherwise, why would it be called a gray area?

Ji Yu was completely stunned. He had thought that the term "taint" in the entertainment industry referred to the unspoken rules within the industry.

I only realized now that unspoken rules are actually quite benign!

Not long after, Zhou Xun returned with another pot of tea.

"Still wondering? Has someone contacted you?"

She put down the teapot and said with a smile, "Don't worry too much. Partnering with a big company will reduce a lot of trouble."

Ji Yu shook his head and said, "No company has contacted me yet, and many people don't know that I'm returning to the mainland."

Zhou Xun glanced at him, thought for a moment, and said, "You spend most of your time working abroad, so you can put things in China aside for now. You're not short of money."

"The key is that some people want to make money off me."

Ji Yu reached for his cup, took a sip, and raised an eyebrow, saying, "It's definitely not that simple that Zang Tian is asking me for protection money. I underestimated it. Recently, someone from Hong Kong has also been trying to get me to help them with laundry."

Zhou Xun frowned as he saw him rubbing his fingers together, and asked curiously, "Is someone really looking for you? Brother Dai? Zang Tian is with him, and I heard his place has been raided a lot recently."

After saying that, she gave Ji Yu a meaningful look, implying that the incident was also because of Ji Yu.

Ji Yu crossed his legs and said, "That's why, after I made him lose so much money, how could he not come to me? Even if he doesn't want the money, he still has to save face."

“But you don’t seem very scared.” Zhou Xun’s expression turned slightly serious as he said earnestly, “I know you can fight, but don’t do anything foolish, or it’ll be all over if something really happens.”

"Thank you for your concern, but I'm not that impulsive." Ji Yu chuckled and dropped the subject.

There's not much to say, let's just get right to it after the Spring Festival!
Nip danger in the bud!
Ji Yu used to live too cautiously, only thinking about obeying the law. Who would have thought that others would not obey the law!
In the gray areas where nothing can be done, violence is the most effective way to fight violence.

Either you align yourself with a powerful figure and let them protect you.

But does that mean the older brother isn't dark-skinned anymore? Perhaps the older brother wants more.

Ji Yu sipped his tea, pondering what he should do.

We shouldn't have let those thugs off so easily the other day.

We should find out about the boss behind this.

Ji Yu figured that if the other party wanted to take action against him, they probably wouldn't come to his door directly; they would likely trick him into going out for a commercial performance.

After all, he's a D1 racing champion with such great skills; you can't catch him under normal circumstances.

Let's wait until someone asks him to do a commercial performance.

Zhou Xun looked at Ji Yu, who was in a daze, wondering what he was thinking. However, it wouldn't be good for the atmosphere to remain so silent.

She added some tea to Ji Yu's cup and gossiped, "I heard from Chen Kun that you're dating Xiao Ran?"

Ji Yu snapped out of his daze, thanked her, and then said, "Yes, I was with her before I became famous."

Zhou Xun became interested and joked, "A wife who has shared hardship should not be abandoned, I didn't know that."

"What? You think I'm Chen Shimei (a notorious womanizer)?" Ji Yu shook his head with amusement. Although he was a womanizer, he didn't abandon his lovers.

Seeing that he was joking, Zhou Xun continued the conversation along that line.

Love between men and women is always one of the topics that humanity will always discuss.

Zhou Xun and Ji Yu are actually quite similar; they both love to play around and are fickle. They don't necessarily fall in love with every woman they meet, but they frequently change partners.

They like someone for a while, then switch to someone else.

If Zhou Xun were a man, he would definitely be a super player.

The two chatted for a long time. Although they hadn't known each other for long, they were compatible and had plenty to talk about.

We chatted until it was almost dawn.

Ji Yu glanced at the time and quickly stood up, saying, "I was having so much fun chatting with you that I forgot to go home. I have things to do at home, so I'll have to go now. Let's chat again next time."

"Okay, I'll see you off." Zhou Xun smiled and stood up to see him off.

After Ji Yu left, she stood on the balcony with a cup of tea, watching his departing figure.

This time, she got to know Ji Yu better, and he was indeed the type she liked, though a bit pretentious.

But all men are the same: the philandering ones pretend to be deeply affectionate, and the honest ones pretend to be philandering.

After finishing the last sip of tea in his cup, Zhou Xun stretched and felt that he had been quite pretentious.

Despite not liking tea, she insisted on drinking it with Ji Yu all night.

I can't sleep now.

Let's have drinks next time we meet; tea is too boring.

Ji Yu, who was on his way home, also felt that drinking tea was rather boring, but it was not appropriate to make too many demands when visiting someone's home for the first time.

When he got to his building, he looked up and saw that the lights were still on inside.

Zhang Yan wouldn't have stayed up all night waiting for him to come home, would she?
"My apologies, my apologies," Ji Yu hurriedly got out of the car and went upstairs.

He carefully pushed open the door and breathed a sigh of relief when he found the living room quiet and Zhang Yan was nowhere to be seen.

It seems she just left the light on, but didn't wait for him.

After feeling less guilty, he tiptoed to wash up and secretly returned to his bedroom.

Zhang Yan was fast asleep and didn't hear Ji Yu return.

Ji Yu gently got into bed, looked at her sleeping profile, kissed her, and then lay down to close his eyes and catch up on sleep.

After he fell asleep, Zhang Yan opened her eyes, sniffed with her small, cute nose, turned over, hugged him, and continued to sleep.

When Ji Yu woke up again, it was already noon, and Zhang Yan had already prepared a meal for him.

After having dinner together, the two decided to spend the day at home together.

Zhang Yan only took three days off, and today is the last day, so of course they want to enjoy some time alone together.

Ji Yu also wanted to take a break and clear his head; he had too many upsetting things to do these past two days.

Take some time to relax at home and then deal with those issues properly later.

As for shorting, there are many ways to do it.

Once the bullets in the magazine are used up, that's it.

Fire a few shots in the living room, a few shots in the bathroom, and a few more shots in the bedroom.

Ji Yu enjoyed shooting, but Zhang Yan suffered, being used as a target in various ways.

They used all sorts of difficult binding techniques; it was practically torture of prisoners!
Zhang Yan was excited at first, happy in the middle, and begging for mercy in the end.

However, both of them slept well that night.

I felt refreshed when I woke up the next morning.

Zhang Yan rubbed her neck in the morning sunlight, turned to look at Ji Yu who was still sleeping, and thought that she would go back to the Huairou Film and Television Base on her own without waking him up.

However, before she could even get out of bed, Ji Yu grabbed her around the waist and hugged her.

"What, trying to sneak away by yourself?" Ji Yu said in a slightly cloying tone.

Zhang Yan smiled and ruffled his hair, saying, "I just wanted you to sleep a little longer."

"Are you worried my legs will give way? Believe me, they still can."

"Please, please let me go. I really can't go on anymore, I still have to go to the film set."

Ji Yu was just teasing her, cuddling with her for a while before getting up.

"I'll take you there after you finish breakfast."

"Are you free today?" "No, the Spring Festival Gala rehearsal is over, and I won't be going to any more rehearsals."

"Really, I'm so happy~"

Zhang Yan smiled like a child, feeling incredibly happy with every little thing Ji Yu did for her.

She is a good woman, and Ji Yu truly loves her.

Even when he sent Zhang Yan to the Huairou Film and Television Base, he was still a little reluctant to part with her.

However, after seeing Zhang Yan off, Ji Yu's worries lessened considerably, and he was ready to do something big!

Yesterday he received a call from his company saying that someone had offered him a high price to do a commercial performance.

The location was in Beijing, and the event took place at a nightclub.

It's strange to think that any nightclub would be willing to spend hundreds of thousands to hire him for an event!

If it were a business opening, it would be somewhat understandable, but it's not a business opening that requires promotion.

Ji Yu knew in his heart that this was the work of the boss behind Zangtian.

If we really go, the consequences are hard to say.

After driving home, he took out the documents his company had given him and started looking at them.

The best way to avoid conflict is not to go.

This time he could choose not to go, but the danger was still ever-present. The feud between Ji Yu and him went beyond just the profits behind the commercial performance.

Ji Yu has ways to avoid the chaos in the entertainment market, but he definitely can't tolerate a ruthless gangster constantly watching him.

We can't keep guarding against them like they're thieves.

It's even more impossible for them to stop participating in commercial activities in the future. Who can guarantee who authorized those commercial activities?

If someone really wants to lure him out, there are plenty of ways; he can't escape it.

Instead of hiding, strike first!

Let's deal with this big problem first, and then consider the issues that will entangle us in the gray market later.

After reviewing the documents, Ji Yu picked up her makeup bag and went into the bathroom.

On the street, a man in his thirties wearing a worn-out military overcoat stood on the bus stop platform.

He glanced at the bus stop route, then took half a step towards the roadside camera.

Soon a bus arrived, and as the man boarded, the people around him instinctively made way for him.

Because the man had a leg injury, he walked with a limp.

Although people from Beijing are a bit arrogant, they are kind at heart.

Of course, the premise is to never reveal your accent, otherwise you will always encounter malicious people.

However, the lame man seemed to be doing it on purpose, deliberately revealing his Sichuan accent.

He pulled the driver aside and asked if the bus went to Xinjiekou.

Half an hour later, the man got out of the car and went to a small supermarket to buy cigarettes.

The man complained that the shop was too small because he couldn't buy his favorite cigarettes, and also complained that Daqianmen cigarettes were hard to smoke.

Under the boss's disdainful gaze, the man walked across the street to a nightclub, circled the entrance a few times, and then disappeared into the crowd.

Time passed slowly, and night soon fell.

The colorful neon lights in Xinjiekou also lit up, and more and more young people appeared on the street.

The nightclub's enormous signboard suddenly opened with a bang, its red and blue neon lights flashing incessantly.

The man squatted on a lace-covered area, smoking and staring at the nightclub entrance.

Several young people passing by glanced at him a few more times, finding the way he smoked strange.

Soon, a black Mercedes pulled up in front of the nightclub.

The henchmen standing at the door all stood at attention and called out, "Brother Dai!"

The man raised an eyebrow, unsure whether those people were calling him "Brother Dai" or "Big Brother."

He stubbed out his cigarette with his fingers, stood up, and followed them into the nightclub.

A pile of strange cigarette butts was left by the flower bed; all the filters had been removed, and the parts that were meant to be put in mouths had burned to ash.

If someone wants to check their DNA but can't find it, forget about fingerprints, they'd be covered in glue by now.

In the dance hall on the first floor of the nightclub, a group of young people swayed their bodies under colorful lights and music.

Excited, restless, and youthful, but with a very free atmosphere.

The man glanced at one of the long-haired, pretty girls; she was a real beauty from the capital.

However, he only glanced at it and then quietly followed Brother Dai and his group.

The group went straight to a private room on the second floor, where two people were standing guard at the door.

The camera shows a man standing in the corridor, sniffing, taking out a cigarette from his pocket, removing the filter, and smoking backwards.

He deliberately left the filter in a conspicuous place that didn't require cleaning.

The man walked toward the private room, smoking a cigarette.

The two henchmen at the door glanced at it and then looked away.

He was just a lame countryman.

Hmm, something seems off.

Before the two henchmen could figure it out, the man had already walked up to them and crushed the burnt-out cigarette into ash between his fingers.

The two henchmen glanced at him and were about to tell him to leave when they saw the limping man in front of them arch his back and then spring back up quickly, along with his two arms.

In the blink of an eye, the two henchmen felt a hard punch to their necks, and the next second they collapsed to the ground unconscious.

The limping man shook his arm, pushed open the door to the private room, and went inside.

Several fingerprints covered in soot were accidentally left on the gilded gate.

The limping man went inside and closed the door behind him.

There were more than ten people sitting in the private room, five men and six women.

They all turned to look at this unassuming man.

Brother Dai, who was sitting in the middle with his legs crossed, suddenly felt a faint pricking sensation between his eyebrows.

The limping man glanced at the screen in the private room; the music video playing was of his friend.

Brother Dai frowned as he looked at the limping man. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the man reach into his coat.

His years of experience in the underworld instantly made him jump up from the sofa.

The henchmen around him immediately tensed up.

The lame man didn't react; all he pulled out of his pocket was a crumpled pack of cigarettes.

He skillfully removed the filter, lit the cigarette, and looked at Brother Dai, asking, "You must be Brother Dai?"

The people in the private room breathed a sigh of relief after realizing it was cigarettes, but they were puzzled by the strange way this person smoked.

Of the group, only Brother Dai felt something was wrong and inexplicably panicked.

However, he still forced himself to remain calm and said, "Friend, who are you? Where are my two brothers at the door?"

The limping man, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, didn't answer. The scarlet cigarette burned quickly, almost completely extinguished in just a few seconds.

One of Brother Dai's henchmen, seeing this, came over shouting.

Bang!
A beer bottle was smashed on the underling's head, and the room immediately erupted in screams from women and angry curses from men.

The music video on the TV screen continued to play, with Zang Tian passionately singing "Friends."

Painful wails and the sound of shattering bottles echoed continuously from the private room.

In the end, only the dull thud of the ashtray and a man's powerless groan remained.

Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Each dull thud brought a touch of crimson, until the groans finally ceased, and the ashtray, now stained red, rolled to the ground.

"Relax, dizziness is normal."

(End of this chapter)