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Yu Le's voice carried a hint of uncertainty, but more so, surprise.

It's truly lamentable that the once spirited production director of Xinghai Entertainment has fallen into such a wretched state.

Upon hearing the name "Tang Hui," the man trembled violently, staring intently at Yu Le, his teeth grinding together.

"Yu Le...you beast...you're the one who ruined me!"

Yu Le straightened up and gave a slight smile.

"Harm you? I've almost forgotten who you are."

In order to quell Yu Le's anger, Xinghai not only fired Tang Hui, but also used legal means to make him pay a large sum of liquidated damages.

He has long been completely blacklisted in the mainland entertainment industry, and no one dares to use him.

He originally came to Hong Kong hoping to find opportunities, but the people here are more pragmatic. Seeing that he had no background or resources, they wouldn't even give him a production assistant job.

With nowhere else to turn, Tang Hui wandered around this bustling street for half a month until he bumped into Yu Le and his group today.

So he blamed all his misfortunes on Yu Le.

The riot on the street quickly attracted patrolling police officers.

Several uniformed police officers pushed through the crowd and rushed in.

"What happened? Don't move!"

The lead officer's expression instantly turned serious upon seeing the dagger on the ground, and he immediately gripped the holster at his waist.

Yang Nuo stepped forward and calmly negotiated with the police officer.

After the police officers saw Yu Le and Liu Qianqian's faces clearly, their expressions changed, and they instantly recognized their identities.

Soon, Tang Hui was arrested and taken away by the police officers, and he is expected to face an even longer period of imprisonment.

Two other police officers were fans of Liu Qianqian and wanted to take a photo with her before leaving.

Yu Le asked Liu Qianqian to smile more happily and make a peace sign when taking the photo together.

To avoid the photos being leaked and becoming evidence of an arrest.

After the matter was over, Yu Le began to consider Liu Qianqian's security.

In the past, things were alright in China. Although China isn't 100% safe these days, it's still much better than being abroad.

With temporary security personnel and Yang Nuo, a trained fighter, always nearby, there are usually no problems.

But as Sissi's fame grew, she would have to go to Hollywood, which is a different place from China. Without a professional team, she really couldn't handle the situation.

It seems it's time to assemble a professional security team.

Although Tang Hui's incident was thrilling and exciting, it was at most a minor episode for Yu Le and his group.

This did not dampen the two girls' enthusiasm for shopping at all.

The group continued strolling leisurely down the street.

Shu Chang has already pestered Yang Nuo and Liu Qianqian, insisting that they teach her a few tricks as well.

"I want to be as good at fighting as you guys!" she exclaimed excitedly.

.......

The next day, the group flew back to Beijing.

The Avatar crew is still under construction, and Liu Qianqian, who rarely has a vacation, has started staying at home.

In the kitchen, Yu Le was busy working with a cleaver.

The beef shank on the cutting board has distinct marbling, and as the knife slices through it, evenly sliced ​​pieces are neatly arranged on the plate.

Liu Qianqian, dressed in loose-fitting loungewear and slippers, first walked into the living room and pinched Yu Muchen's chubby cheek. The little guy was startled, slapping his sister's hand with a wronged expression, babbling, "Let...let go..."

Liu Qianqian finally let go, satisfied, and strolled around, peering into the kitchen through the door frame.

"Dad, when can we eat?"

She swallowed hard, her eyes fixed on the bubbling tomato and beef brisket soup in the pot.

Hearing the commotion in the living room, Liu Xiaoli hugged Yu Muchen, who was about to cry, and gently scolded her, "Qianqian, you just got back from winning an award and you're already bullying Dongdong. You don't act like an older sister at all."

Yu Le picked up the sliced ​​meat and glanced sideways at the door.

"Go wash your hands and get your bowl and chopsticks."

"Alright!"

Liu Qianqian cheered and ran towards the pool.

At the dinner table, Liu Qianqian ate heartily, showing no signs of being a Golden Horse Award-winning actress.

Liu Xiaoli slowly fed Yu Muchen soup. The little guy's mouth turned red from drinking, and he kept a wary eye on the older sister across from him, as if afraid that she would come over and snatch his meat.

Yu Le held the thermos and slowly took a sip of goji berry water.

"You should stay home for the next couple of days and not go anywhere."

Yu Le put down her cup.

"The events on Hong Kong Island serve as a reminder that you need to raise your security level."

Liu Qianqian bit into a piece of beef brisket and spoke indistinctly.

"Dad, you're not going to hire ten bodyguards in black for me, are you? That would look ridiculous walking around in the street."

Yu Le rolled her eyes at her, annoyed.

"Don't worry, I'll find a few truly reliable people."

After lunch.

Yu Le changed into a low-key casual outfit, went out, and got into a black sedan.

The car headed west and entered a large compound on the outskirts of Beijing.

The sentry at the gate made a phone call to verify the information before allowing them to pass.

That's right, Yu Le is preparing to go find people from the military.

Although it would be much more convenient for Yu Le to hire martial arts professionals for security, it would just be a matter of making a phone call.

But how can someone from the martial arts world be as reliable as someone from the military?

The car stopped in front of a gray three-story building.

Yu Le pushed open the door and got out of the car.

A middle-aged man in casual clothes strode out to greet them.

The man had dark skin, a burly build, and walked with a brisk pace.

"Mr. Yu! I've heard so much about you!"

The man extended his broad, kind hand.

Yu Le went up to shake hands.

The opponent's grip was extremely strong, and the area between his thumb and forefinger was covered in calluses.

"Director Chen, you're too kind. Just call me Yu Le."

This is Director Chen from the Propaganda Department of the Military Region.

The two walked side by side into the small building and arrived at a simply furnished reception room.

A calligraphy scroll hangs on the wall: Protect the home and defend the country.

Director Chen personally poured Yu Le a cup of hot tea.

"Brother Yu, I've heard about your deeds."

Director Chen sat down on the sofa opposite him and gave a thumbs up.

"One hundred and sixty-five million, real money poured into impoverished mountainous areas."

"I, Old Chen, admire that kind of courage!"

Yu Le picked up his teacup and blew on it to cool it down.

"What is taken from the people should be used for the people. We should do something practical with the money we earn to feel at ease."

Director Chen nodded vigorously.

"Well said! Some actors these days make money off ordinary people and then run abroad. It's infuriating to see."

"Your brother Yu is a man of principle."

The two exchanged a few pleasantries.

Yu Le put down his teacup and got to the point.

"Director Chen, I'm here today because I have something I'd like to ask the military for help with."

Director Chen waved his hand.

"Tell me! As long as it doesn't break the rules, I'll help you without hesitation!"

Yu Le crossed her hands and placed them on her knees.

"I'm looking for a few highly skilled retired special forces soldiers."

"As you know, in our line of work, once an artist becomes famous, they can run into all sorts of weirdos and monsters."

"I almost got into trouble on Hong Kong Island a few days ago."

"I don't trust outside security companies; people from our own military are more reliable."