In Huayu, the career reward is spy

Chapter 215 The Hunt Begins

In the brightly lit banquet hall, Lao Cai, dressed in a black suit, stood in stark contrast to the ladies in formal attire.

It was very aggressive and had a strong presence, which made many people feel a little nervous.

However, many men secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

They're afraid of someone who's unreasonable or doesn't know anything.

Being a professional is great; the more professional, the better!

Liu Dehua, acting as the middleman, took the initiative to greet them.

"President Cai! Long time no see!" Liu Dehua knew Lao Cai, but she didn't try to get closer to him by calling him by a different name.

Today's occasion is inappropriate. We need to give Mr. Cai face and also make it clear to everyone present that the Cai Yinong in front of us is no longer the Cai Yinong who used to work at TVB.

Liu Dehua's proactive act of lowering her profile made many people realize that the person who came today was the future chairman of Huaguoxing.

So everyone took the initiative to go up and greet them.

Old Cai took a glass of wine from the servant, raised it with a smile and said, "We are all old friends, and I am very happy to meet you all here."

Everyone laughed and raised their glasses in agreement, praising him.

Behind the crowd, a number of minor figures huddled together, whispering amongst themselves.

“Tsai Yi-Nong has found a powerful backer in the mainland. That’s amazing.”

"To be able to drive the Xiang family away, they must have extraordinary power."

"The Xiang family finally managed to clear their name, and now they've just been used as stepping stones for someone else."

"Do you think it could be a big shot from Beijing?"

"That's possible. I heard that Xiang Longwu offended someone in the capital before."

These minor characters know very little about the inside story and can only speculate wildly.

However, their guesses also reflected the thoughts of most people present.

Nobody knows exactly how the Xiang family came to be.

This wasn't the first time the Xiang family had resorted to knives and guns, but this time the outcome was completely different.

What goes around comes around!

At this moment, Lao Cai in the crowd was chatting and laughing with the bosses of several major film companies in Hong Kong.

What these people think is not important; what matters is that from now on, she is on equal footing with them.

Huo Wenxi stood in a corner of the banquet hall, drinking his wine, his gaze towards Lao Cai carrying a hint of inscrutable meaning.

Ji Yu had talked to her about Huaguoxing's problems, hoping she could switch jobs to help Lao Cai.

She is now hesitant about whether to switch jobs.

Ji Yu didn't ask her to make a decision immediately, since the situation in the Hong Kong entertainment circle was quite tense at the moment, and rashly changing jobs would cause unnecessary speculation.

Huo Wenxi did want to switch jobs, but she wanted Huaguoxing to be taken over by her.

Unfortunately, Ji Yu did not make that arrangement for her.

So she didn't bring it up herself; it wouldn't have mattered anyway.

In fact, Ji Yu had other arrangements for Huo Wenxi; the mainland entertainment company would be handed over to her to manage in the future.

Huo Wenxi is more professional in artist management.

Huo Wenxi picked up her wine glass and walked towards Lao Cai. Regardless of whether she would switch jobs or not, she was determined to help Ji Yu stabilize the current situation at Huaguoxing.

I hope we can have a pleasant collaboration.

Magic City.

As the night deepened and the neon lights gradually faded, the bustling stadium fell silent.

Inside the stadium, Ji Yu, who had just finished his concert, sat on the edge of the stage, staring blankly at the mess in the stadium.

The concert went smoothly, but it lacked passion, and Ji Yu felt a bit numb.

The cheers and fervor of tens of thousands of fans could hardly excite him.

He took a sip of tea infused with Malva nut and felt even more listless.

You can't even drink alcohol during the concert.

Smoking is out of the question, but luckily he's not addicted.

On stage, staff are vacuuming up water; Ji Yu's concert will definitely end with dancing.

It's bound to rain if you're dancing.

So the stage always gets soaked by him.

This gave him a great sense of accomplishment!

Backstage at the concert, Wang Xinling took off her heavy dress and skipped off to find Ji Yu.

Her smooth calves gleamed like pearls under the stadium lights.

"Teacher!" She jumped to Ji Yu's side like a happy little deer. "After the concert just ended, the fans almost blew the roof off."

Ji Yu shook his thermos, looking at his tired reflection in the water: "Basic stuff."

"What’s wrong with you?"

Wang Xinling tilted her head, her pink hairband slipping to her ear with the movement. "Ever since I came back from Hong Kong, I've always been absent-minded."

She glanced at the thermos, then suddenly lowered her voice, "Is it fake?"

"Shh, don't talk."

Ji Yu gently pressed his index finger to her lips, but accidentally slipped it into her mouth, feeling a wet, licking sensation on his fingertip.

This action startled both of them, and Wang Xinling's ear tips instantly turned bright red.

What kind of crazy thing did he do, even sticking his head out to lick it!
Ji Yu withdrew his finger, expressionlessly rubbing it against her clothes, instantly defusing her embarrassment.

Wang Xinling pouted and snorted, then sat down next to him.

Ji Yu handed her the thermos, but she arrogantly tossed her head and said, "I won't drink it. I'm afraid you'll think I'm dirty."

"Who gave you this? Let me show you, it's filled with Malva nut, not goji berries!"

How dare you say he's weak!
Wang Xinling suppressed a laugh, reached for the thermos, took a small sip, and found it sweet and quite delicious.

"Refill my drink when you're done." Ji Yu said, then jumped off the stage and walked towards the audience.

Wang Xinling stuck her tongue out at him from behind, wondering why he jumped down.

Ji Yu walked to the middle of the VIP seats, bent down, and picked up a necklace from the ground.

The diamonds on the necklace are quite large, so they must be expensive.

I don't know which fan lost it.

He glanced at the seat number, wrote it down, and then put the necklace in his pocket.

"What did you find?" Wang Xinling asked loudly from the stage.

"Snot tissue!"

"Ugh! Disgusting!"

A dozen minutes later, Ji Yu appeared in the backstage lounge.

The concert's contractor was also in the dressing room.

Ji Yu smiled and said, "Mr. Hong, are you satisfied with our first collaboration?"

Boss Hong exclaimed excitedly, "Satisfied! Extremely satisfied! Over 60,000 people! The atmosphere was fantastic!"

"Since Mr. Hong is satisfied, the money should be settled, since the tickets have already been sold out."

Mr. Hong paused for a moment, then said somewhat awkwardly, "Can you wait a few days? I haven't received all the money yet."

"That's Mr. Hong's problem. Triangular debts aren't common."

After a moment's hesitation, Boss Hong gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll cover it first, and I'll have the finance department transfer it to you tomorrow."

Ji Yu said with a smile, "Mr. Hong is very generous. I hope to see the final payment arrive tomorrow."

He shook hands with Boss Hong and then turned and left.

This Mr. Hong has a long criminal record; he might not pay tomorrow.

Ji Yu also hoped that he wouldn't give him money, because if he did, he would feel embarrassed to bully an honest person.

The boss of the Shanghai concert, Mr. Hong, pulled a lot of tricks behind the scenes.

Arranging scalpers was only one aspect of his scheme; he also secretly produced counterfeit tickets to cheat fans out of money and breached his contract by accepting advertisements at the event.

Ji Yu is too lazy to even talk about accepting advertisements. The key issue is that thousands of fans were tricked into buying fake tickets, and 20,000 to 30,000 fans were forced to buy overpriced tickets.

He earned at least six hundred thousand to one million from these operations.

Ji Yu has collected enough evidence to send him to jail for several years.

Such people are a cancer in the industry.

If they don't receive the money tomorrow, Boss Hong will receive evidence of his crimes. If he dares to run away, he'll be arrested immediately.

If he chooses to back down, he will have to give up 51% of the shares, and Ji Yu will offer a reasonable price.

Most entertainment companies don't have much capital, at most a few million. Boss Hong used the ill-gotten gains he made to buy shares.

Choosing to cooperate with Ji Yu means I can continue to make money; not cooperating means I'll only be able to eat boiled cabbage.

Late at night, Wang Xinling and Lin Junjie had a late-night snack with Ji Yu.

A bowl of wontons can soothe a weary soul in the dead of night.

After finishing his wontons, Ji Yu wiped his mouth and said, "Go back and get some rest. We're going to Beijing tomorrow afternoon."

"I don't want to stay in a hotel, can I come to your house?" Wang Xinling asked, blinking her eyes cutely while biting a spoon.

Ji Yu looked at Lin Junjie, who also raised his hand and said, "I want to go too, I want to play video games."

"Fine, I give up. Aren't you tired?"

"Not tired!" *2.

Ji Yu led them back to his home. As soon as he turned on the light and before he had even taken off his shoes, Fan Bingbing came out of the bedroom rubbing his eyes.

Lin Junjie and Wang Xinling immediately showed expressions of amused curiosity.

Fan Bingbing was also stunned, not expecting Ji Yu to bring people back.

She stared blankly at Ji Yu, unsure of what to do.

Ji Yu, looking relaxed, pointed at Lin Junjie and Wang Xinling and said to Fan Bingbing, "Lin Junjie, Wang Xinling."

He turned back to Lin Junjie and the other man and said, "She is Fan Bingbing."

The three greeted each other, bewildered, wondering if that was all?

Ji Yu didn't bother to explain. He changed his shoes and put his arm around Fan Bingbing as they walked toward the bedroom.

Before entering the bedroom, he turned back to the bewildered duo and shouted, "Don't be too noisy, and don't stay up too late. Get some rest."

After saying that, he slammed the door shut.

Lin Junjie and Wang Xinling looked at each other in the living room.

"He has a girlfriend?"

"probably."

Wang Xinling was a little disappointed, but she wasn't surprised. How could someone as outstanding as Ji Yu not have a girlfriend?

Fan Bingbing is also very beautiful; they are a perfect match.

Lin Junjie noticed her disappointment and comforted her, "It's okay, it's not like we're getting married. Just do what you need to do."

"You're so arrogant!" Wang Xinling rolled her eyes at him and went to choose a room in her slippers.

In the master bedroom, Fan Bingbing couldn't help but ask, "Why did you suddenly bring them home?"

"Come visit if you want, don't worry about them." Ji Yu put his arm around her and laughed, "Why, are you afraid people will know you're with me?"

Fan Bingbing reached out and tapped his forehead, saying, "You're turning the tables on me."

"Haha, that's enough, let's go to sleep early." Ji Yu said and kissed her, but Fan Bingbing quickly reached out to stop him and said, "Wait a minute, there's something I need to tell you."

"what's up?"

"Since Sister Cai isn't here, I can only tell you. Do you know the TV series 'The Legend of the Condor Heroes'? I want to act in it."

Ji Yu thought for a moment and shook his head, saying, "I don't know, tell me about it."

Fan Bingbing immediately picked out the useful information and told Ji Yu that it was enough to talk about the investors and the director; who cared about the IP or the plot?

After listening, Ji Yu thought for a moment and said, "Wen Guang Group is the lead investor? I'll call and ask tomorrow. It should be fine."

"Really? You're amazing!" Fan Bingbing happily kissed him.

Ji Yu said arrogantly, "I'm not satisfied."

"What are you dissatisfied with?"

"Your position is wrong."

Fan Bingbing smiled and kissed him on the lips again.

Ji Yu still looked dissatisfied.

"Isn't it still possible?"

"Oh."

"What do you mean, 'oh'?"

I said, "Oh!"

Ji Yu pointed downwards, and Fan Bingbing, understanding, gave him a charmingly disdainful look before pulling her hair back.

The next morning, Ji Yu didn't get up until noon. When he woke up, he found that Fan Bingbing had already left, while Wang Xinling and Lin Junjie were still sleeping.

Ji Yu remembered what Fan Bingbing had said last night, so he made a phone call to the Wenguang Group.

Ji Yu had met the owner of the Wenguang Group a few times, and they had a pretty good relationship.

However, Wen Guang now has some complaints about him because he didn't hire them to organize the concert.

They're all friends, and we're in Shanghai, yet I didn't contact them!
Hmph, don't do that again next time!
Wen Guang still hopes to collaborate with Ji Yu, since the entertainment business needs big-name stars.

Ji Yu was aware of this matter as well. He first told Fan Bingbing about it before expressing his intention to cooperate again next time.

There is give and take.

Even if Ji Yu swallows up half of Boss Hong's shares, he will still need to rely on the power of these large companies if he wants to hold large-scale events.

The stage equipment alone costs tens of millions, which is beyond the reach of ordinary companies.

We have to find someone else to rent it from.

After things were settled with Wen Guang, Ji Yu called the company's finance department.

The finance lady said somewhat aggrievedly, "Brother Yu, the money hasn't arrived. I called to ask, but they kept making excuses and eventually stopped answering the phone."

After offering a few words of comfort with a smile, Ji Yu opened his computer, logged into a private email address, and sent an email to Boss Hong.

Only after sending it did he call Boss Hong.

The phone rang more than a dozen times before being answered. Ji Yu said in a cold tone, "Boss Hong."

At the dinner party, Boss Hong pretended to be in a difficult position and said, "Ji Yu, I'll transfer the money in a few days! I'm also trying to get the final payment, and I'm treating some friends to dinner to help me out."

After finishing his speech, Boss Hong smiled at his friends at the dinner party.

He was just bragging to his friends that he could get Ji Yu to come and drink with him.

In this world, saving face is everything!

Ji Yu on the other end of the phone knew exactly what he was planning as soon as he heard it.

He sneered and said, "Mr. Hong had better check his email now, or it will be too late!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Mr. Hong frowned as he looked at the phone that had been hung up, and muttered a curse under his breath.

A friend at the dinner table couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Hong, when is Ji Yu arriving?"

Mr. Hong gave an awkward smile and said, "He's busy getting ready for his next concert."

His friend couldn't help but say, "Is he really that disrespectful?"

Boss Hong also felt that Ji Yu was being too disrespectful. "I'll make another call, and I guarantee he'll come over!"

After saying that, he took out his phone and dialed Ji Yu's number.

But the call was disconnected after only one ring.

When Mr. Hong noticed that his friends were all staring at him, he had no choice but to pretend that his cell phone signal was bad and that he needed to go outside to make a call.

Mr. Hong smiled at his friends, took his phone, and walked out of the private room.

He couldn't understand Ji Yu's attitude. Did he not want the money anymore?

Although I didn't intend to give it to him, he couldn't refuse.

If he doesn't want it, how can I enjoy the pleas of a big star?
Boss Hong called Ji Yu again, but the call was hung up again.

He frowned, suddenly remembering the email Ji Yu had just mentioned.

"What's this kid up to?"

Boss Hong muttered something to himself and called his assistant, asking her to check what was in the email.

A few minutes later, after his assistant finished speaking on the phone, his expression immediately changed!
"Send the money! Pay Ji Yu the final payment immediately!"

After giving his instructions, Boss Hong called Ji Yu again.

This time the call connected.

"Mr. Hong, I'm very interested in your company's shares, not much, just 51%. Name your price."

(End of this chapter)