In Huayu, the career reward is spy

Chapter 216 You didn't drug me, did you?

Shanghai Airport.

Ji Yu and his group were waiting to board their flight, while Wang Xinling and Lin Junjie were in the VIP area restaurant, pondering what to eat.

Ji Yu couldn't help but laugh when he saw Wang Xinling struggling in front of the noodle chef.

If you can't decide which flavor to choose, just have them all.

He turned his gaze to a man beside him and said, "You can go directly to Boss Hong's side. It's 51% of the shares. By the way, warn him not to try anything funny."

"Don't worry, Brother Yu, I'll definitely handle things well." The newly recruited legal counsel at Magic Language Records was also the one specifically responsible for executing Ji Yu's plan to acquire the entertainment company.

He has a team of ten people under him, which is enough to handle this situation.

Ji Yu wasn't too worried; he had the situation under control.

It's just some legal formalities, easily resolved.

With Boss Hong's cooperation, everything is not a problem.

He didn't dare not cooperate; if he did, he would be the one to die.

After the legal representative left, Ji Yu stood up and walked towards Wang Xinling.

"Still haven't decided what to eat? I recommend braised pork chop noodles."

Wang Xinling said hesitantly, "I'll gain weight."

"Then you eat the noodles, and give me the pork chop." Ji Yu said to the noodle chef, "Two bowls of pork chop noodles, thank you."

The chef deftly added the ingredients to the boiling soup pot, giving Wang Xinling no chance to back out.

This little girl has been agonizing over this for ages, dragging her feet.

In less than three minutes, two steaming bowls of pork chop noodles were ready.

Ji Yu and Wang Xinling, carrying their noodles, casually found a place to sit down and started showing off.

Just as they were finishing their meal, Lin Junjie came running over with a bunch of snacks.

This kid isn't afraid of getting fat, he's very greedy.

After the three finished eating, they waited for another ten minutes or so before boarding the plane.

The plane slowly took off and flew north.

At this moment, in an entertainment company in Shanghai, Boss Hong sighed as he looked at the emails on his computer.

They thought sponsoring Ji Yu's concert was a great deal, but they ended up losing half of their company's money.

He has a family and children; it's impossible for him to abandon everything here and run away.

They didn't want to lose their businesses either.

Selling half to Ji Yu at a low price is better than running away, and cooperating with Ji Yu is indirectly equivalent to having many signed stars.

After careful consideration, Boss Hong could barely accept it, and he only hoped that Ji Yu would not go back on his word.

If Ji Yu goes back on his word, he'll retaliate even if he has to go in!
The company is full of his people. If Ji Yu uses company people for events in the future, there's no guarantee that some stage accident won't happen!
Although he compromised, he wasn't made of clay!
While Boss Hong was feeling down, his assistant knocked on the door and came in, saying, "Boss, the legal team from Magic Language Records is here."

"Invite him in."

"Ok."

Half an hour later, Mr. Hong signed his name on the contract. All that was left was to go to the Administration for Industry and Commerce to change the company information.

The company name also needs to be changed. From now on, his company will officially become Magic Language Entertainment Shanghai Branch.

Boss Hong is a smart man and can guess Ji Yu's ambition. I wonder how many companies will be in trouble this time.

Mr. Hong had considered informing his competitors, but then he thought that he couldn't just watch others make money while he himself suffered a loss.

If there's a pitfall, let's all jump in together!

Moreover, with more companies joining in, the strength of Magic Language Entertainment Agency will reach a new level.

This is also beneficial to him. If Ji Yu really has the ability to run the company well, he may be able to reach even greater heights in the future.

Once people accept their fate and see reality clearly, their stance changes very quickly.

This is why traitors can be more terrifying than enemies after they betray you.

Three days later in Beijing, cheers erupted at the Workers' Stadium under the cover of night.

Fans waved their glow sticks and shouted wildly, turning the entire Workers' Stadium into a giant outdoor rave.

Ji Yu's energetic performance earned him the fervor of his fans.

A large number of fans also gathered in the square outside the Workers' Stadium, including a group of people who came outside to "crash" the stadium because they couldn't get tickets.

An even larger group of people are fans who thought they had bought tickets but were actually scammed.

The contractors in Beijing are even bolder than those in Shanghai; today, more than 5,000 fake tickets were found during the on-site ticket check.

Fans who bought fake tickets staged a protest.

Many people reported the incident to the police and gathered outside hoping to receive compensation.

What does it mean to have more than 5,000 fake tickets? Even if the average ticket price is 200 yuan, that's still a million yuan!

This doesn't even include other forms of illicit income.

This contractor is truly audacious and ruthless; his illicit income is at least two million! Adding his legitimate income, the conservative estimate is between four and five million.

These contractors have made so much money from a single concert; they've reached the pinnacle of their lives!
Other celebrities might not earn this much, nor would they be so ruthless.

But this is Ji Yu's concert, it's hard for them not to be tempted. Long-term cooperation is difficult, so why not have a good time this time!

Ji Yu arrived in Beijing three days in advance, extending the intervals between each concert, in order to collect evidence against these people.

He has now uncovered evidence of four counterfeit ticket production sites, as well as evidence of entertainment companies colluding with counterfeit ticket production sites to sell counterfeit tickets, tax evasion, breach of contract, forgery, and other crimes.

After the concert ends, it'll be time to chat with these bosses.

Ji Yu didn't even wait to see if the other party would fulfill the contract and pay him the final payment.

In Beijing slang, we'd say, "Just kill him."

Time passed slowly, the music in the Workers' Stadium stopped, and the fans, still wanting more, began to leave.

Ji Yu was also backstage, so tired that he was holding a cup and drinking water.

After drinking a large cup of cold tea, he felt a little better and, without further ado, went straight to talk to the contractor privately.

The contractor was all smiles, offering to take Ji Yu out for a late-night snack, but his smile vanished the moment he saw what Ji Yu had pulled out.

In the quiet room, Ji Yu sat in a chair, peeled a piece of candy and put it in his mouth. His mouth was sweet, but his words were sharp.

"This is your file, all your information is in here. This is the evidence of your crime. I know a little about the law. If it's been more than ten years, there's a high probability that all your personal property will be confiscated. Of course, you can also turn yourself in, return the stolen goods, plead guilty, and accept punishment, which should result in a lighter sentence."

The contractor looked at the evidence with a panicked expression, sweat beading on his forehead.

Why is this happening?

Enraged, he threw his things on the ground, pointed at Ji Yu, and yelled, "What the hell do you want to do? Do you want to die?!"

Ji Yu rubbed his nose nonchalantly and said, "The last person to say that to me either went to jail or died. Which outcome do you want?"

The contractor's expression changed drastically as he realized what he was thinking.

"Brother Dai...did you...kill him?"

Ji Yu gave him a strange look and said, "I don't know any Brother Dai. I was just bragging to fool you."

The contractor immediately felt as if he had eaten shit.

Ji Yu stood up, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "I'll give you one night to think it over. You can also take care of me tonight. I'm leaving now. A lawyer will be at your company tomorrow."

The break room was suddenly left with only the contractor and a mess on the floor.

At this moment, in a dressing room backstage, Shu Chang and Liu Qianqian were asking Wang Xinling what kind of training she would have to go through to become a singer.

Previously, media outlets reported that Wang Xinling was sent to Japan for training by Ji Yu.

They were very curious about what kind of training enabled Wang Xinling to become the "Sweetheart Queen" in just a few months.

Wang Xinling treated Ji Yu's two children very well, and told them about her experiences in Tokyo. Actually, there wasn't much to say; it was just daily vocal and martial arts practice, non-stop practice!

Her success was due to two factors: her own excellent qualities and Ji Yu's support, including providing her with good songs and paving the way for her career.

She smiled and said to Shu Chang, "You and your teacher have such a good relationship, he will definitely help you. Becoming a big singer is just around the corner!"

Shu Chang smiled sheepishly, but felt a little smug inside.

Liu Qianqian held Shu Chang's hand, hoping that they could sign with Magic Language Music together.

If that doesn't work, then sign with a Japanese record company. There's no reason why Wang Xinling could become famous after training in Japan, but he himself couldn't.

Ji Yu returned while the group was chatting and laughing.

Seeing that Wang Xinling hadn't finished removing her makeup, Ji Yu said speechlessly, "You're not done yet? Hurry up, I'm starving."

Shu Chang ran over and said with a smile, "I have some snacks here, have some first."

Ji Yu smiled, took the pat, and said, "In crucial moments, we, Shu Chang, are still the ones you can rely on!"

Shu Chang smiled happily, like a kitten whose chin had been scratched.

They soon left the Workers' Stadium by car to have a late-night snack.

Just as Ji Yu arrived at the hotel's private room, before he could even order any food, his phone rang.

The caller ID showed Zhou Xun.

Ji Yu was a little puzzled. Why would she call him in the middle of the night? Was she inviting him to dinner?

"Hey, Xun-ge, what made you suddenly decide to call me?"

Zhou Xun laughed on the other end of the phone, "An old friend is in Beijing, so I'm calling to check on him."

"Tch, I don't believe it. I've been here for three days, and you only just remembered to call me now."

"I was afraid of disturbing your rehearsal."

"Forget it, what do you want from me?"

"Let's talk in person. Where are you now?"

"That's perfect, I'll treat you to a late-night snack when you come over."

After Ji Yu gave her the address, he roughly guessed what it was about.

The social circle in Beijing is only so big; it's probably that contractor who asked Zhou Xun to plead on his behalf.

Twenty minutes later, Zhou Xun arrived just before the dishes were served.

Zhou Xun was surprised that so many people exchanged a few pleasantries with Ji Yu before asking him to go outside for a private chat.

In a quiet corner, Ji Yu spoke up, "You're here to plead for me, right?"

Zhou Xun nodded. "I've heard about it. He came to me hoping you could show leniency. He's willing to offer two million."

Ji Yu laughed and said, "Do you think I care about two million?"

Zhou Xun wasn't surprised. She knew from the beginning that Ji Yu wouldn't agree. How could he have spent so much effort collecting evidence for just two million?

Those things aren't easy to find; someone must be helping Ji Yu behind the scenes.

He must be a very ambitious and capable person, and his goal is definitely not just a little money.

She smiled and said to Ji Yu, "I know you don't care, but I'm just returning a favor; I had to come."

"Okay, then your task is complete. Go eat, I'm starving."

The meal was very enjoyable, and no one talked about anything unpleasant.

And there were two little kids next to me asking all sorts of childish and funny questions.

Shu Chang and Liu Qianqian are only fifteen years old this year, in their most immature age, childish but also somewhat like little adults.

Shu Chang wants to continue pursuing a singing career, and Ji Yu supports that. He believes she has a good foundation and potential for development.

As for Liu Qianqian, since Shu Chang has spoken up, Ji Yu will not refuse.

Liu Qianqian also has the potential to become a youth idol singer.

She has a long career span and a good fan base. As long as she doesn't sing silly Japanese songs, she'll definitely have fans who will support her.

If her singing isn't great, then she should practice dancing more and have her mother teach her properly.

Female idols may not be able to sing, but they must be able to dance.

Liu Qianqian should stop being a fairy sister and become a hot and sexy female idol.

After the late-night snack, Zhou Xun wanted to continue the game with Ji Yu, but when he saw that Ji Yu was going to take Shu Chang home, he gave up the idea.

Let's reschedule for another day.

Ji Yu drove Shu Chang home and brought Liu Qianqian along as well.

As soon as they got in the car, the two girls wanted Ji Yu to take them to experience drifting.

Ji Yu smiled slightly and said, "Fasten your seatbelts, hold on tight to the handrails, and get ready to go!"

The two excited children immediately obeyed and did as instructed.

Just as they fastened their seatbelts, Ji Yu performed a drift turn on the spot.

The immense inertia caused them to sway wildly inside the car, screaming loudly.

Ji Yu suppressed a laugh, adjusted the direction of the car, and then floored the accelerator and sped off.

Twenty minutes later, Liu Qianqian, pale-faced, pushed open the car door and got out, completely disoriented.

What should have been a 30-minute drive took Ji Yu 20 minutes to complete; every turn felt like riding a roller coaster.

She almost threw up.

Her mother was waiting for her at the door. She quickly walked over and supported the dizzy Liu Qianqian, her brows furrowed.

"Have you been drinking?" Liu Xiaoli sniffed but couldn't smell any alcohol. She glanced suspiciously at Ji Yu sitting in the car.

Could she have been drugged?
Ji Yu opened the car door and said to her, "Qianqian got carsick. She'll be fine after we get back. Sister Liu, Shu Chang said that Qianqian wants to come to my company as a singer with her. Did you know about that?"

Liu Xiaoli already knew about this, and it seems she succeeded.

She had previously tried to reach an agreement with Ji Yu through Xixi's godfather, but unfortunately, they couldn't reach a deal. Unexpectedly, Shu Chang managed to get it done.

She glanced at the dizzy Shu Chang in the car, then at Ji Yu, and some unpleasant thoughts arose in her mind.

Why is Ji Yu so good to Shu Chang? And why is Shu Chang also feeling dizzy?
Are they both carsick? But they don't get carsick!
Liu Xiaoli hesitated whether to call the police.

"Hey, Sister Liu, what are you daydreaming about? Did you hear what I just said?"

Liu Xiaoli snapped out of her daze and nodded, saying, "I know about the contract. But, neither Qianqian nor Shuchang gets carsick. What happened today? You wouldn't..."

"What? Drugging them?" Ji Yu couldn't help but laugh upon hearing this. "Sister Liu is quite cautious. They insisted on experiencing drifting and got knocked out."

Liu Xiaoli: "." These two unlucky kids deserve it!

Ji Yu didn't feel offended; it was a good thing that Liu Xiaoli was wary of others.

Liu Xiaoli said apologetically, "Thank you for bringing her back. This child is a bit naughty and has caused you trouble."

"Kids like to play, that's normal. I'm leaving now, see you later."

After Ji Yu finished speaking, he got into the car and left immediately. This time he didn't float around anymore; if he did, Shu Chang would definitely throw up in the car.

He personally escorted Shu Chang home and chatted with her aunt for a while before leaving.

In the quiet car, Ji Yu had just started the engine when his phone rang.

The caller ID showed a landline number from Beijing.

Who could it be so late? Could it be some important person the contractor hired?

Ji Yu raised an eyebrow and chose to ignore it.

He didn't care who his mother was; he was in a hurry to go home and sleep with the sweet and soft Zhang Yan.

(End of this chapter)