Transmigrated into a female-oriented novel, and put an end to the domineering CEOs all over the city

Inside the banquet hall, Tang Cheng, Zhou Yu, and a group of children of high-ranking officials were gathered together, each holding a mobile phone, with the same live stream playing on the screen.

"Holy crap! This idiot actually dared to lay a hand on Young Master Lu!" a young man in a floral shirt exclaimed.

"Is Young Master Lu alright? The camera is shaking so much!" another person asked anxiously.

"It should be fine," Tang Cheng reassured everyone, his tone confident. "I know the two security guards that Manager Li brought up. They're both retired soldiers, and one of them seems to be a former Sanda champion. Taking care of Fu Xingzhou will be a piece of cake."

"Besides, we're still here. If anything happens, we'll just grab the bottles and go for it."

The princelings breathed a sigh of relief and continued to watch the annual drama with smiles on their faces.

The image shook for a few seconds before quickly stabilizing.

The camera was still focused on Fu Xingzhou's face, which had turned a deep liver color as he was pinned to the bed.

The barrage of comments was even more frantic than before, layer upon layer, making it impossible to see people's faces at all.

Bashi Minghai District, Andingli, Municipal Party Committee Family Compound.

"Old Lu! Old Lu!" Fang Ci was leaning back on the sofa scrolling through short videos when he suddenly swiped into a live stream that was ridiculously popular.

The video shows a man lying face down on a bed with a girl on top of him. The anchor's voice-over is calm and clear, with a composed tone.

She intended to swipe away, but the voice coming from inside...

The voice she used when talking to her son on the phone was exactly the same.

There's also a small "People You May Know" tag on the screen.

Her heart tightened, and without thinking of anything else, she quickly grabbed her phone, hurried to the study door, knocked, and pushed it open.

"Old Lu, take a look at this."

Lu Feng was wearing reading glasses and frowning in thought as he looked at the documents on the computer screen. Hearing the noise, he looked up.

"Listen quickly, isn't that Jingxiu's voice?" Fang Ci handed over the phone, her tone urgent.

Lu Feng took the phone, his eyes fixed on the screen, and he squinted at it for a while.

His brows slowly furrowed.

His focus wasn't on the anchor's voice at all, but on the man lying on the bed in the video, and another figure that was vaguely visible on the bed.

"Is this a market hegemony?" Lu Feng's voice turned somber. He rubbed his temples, put down Fang Ci's phone, picked up his own personal phone, and quickly dialed a number.

The call was answered almost instantly.

"Xiao Zhang," Lu Feng's voice was steady, "there's a live stream online right now, it's getting a lot of buzz. It might involve Fu Xingzhou of the Fu Group, the location seems to be a hotel in our city, and the footage suggests a criminal case may be taking place."

"Call the city police station immediately and order them to dispatch officers right away! Immediately! The primary tasks are to apprehend the suspect, protect the scene and the victim, and secure all evidence!"

"At the same time, we notified the Cyberspace Administration of China to closely monitor public opinion and control the unnecessary spread of information, but all relevant live-stream evidence must be preserved in its entirety for future investigation."

Secretary Zhang on the other end of the phone straightened up and immediately replied, "Understood, Secretary! I'll take care of it right away!"

Lu Feng hung up the phone, hesitated for a moment, and then dialed the number of the Minister of the Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee.

"Minister Ji, it's me. Did you see the live stream online tonight?"

"Well, my opinion is not to block or delete anything, but to let public opinion ferment naturally. However, you need to do a good job of guiding public opinion and preventing the spread of rumors, especially the identity information of the victims, which must be strictly controlled."

"Understood, Secretary, we will make arrangements immediately."

Putting down his phone, Lu Feng looked back at the screen Fang Ci had handed him.

The live stream started shaking again, and the comments section went wild.

Fang Ci finally asked the question he'd been wanting to ask: "Old Lu, is this person livestreaming actually Jingxiu?"

"You can't even recognize your own son's voice?" Lu Feng glanced at his wife, a hint of helplessness in his voice. "That brat has been getting me into one mess after another these past few days."

He seemed to be speaking to his wife, or perhaps reviewing his work from the past few days.

"First, a foreigner attempted a violent kidnapping in the street, and the special task force is still investigating that case; it's not over yet. Then, a deputy director of a police station was found to have accepted bribes and handled a case improperly; the case was just handed over to the disciplinary committee two days ago."

"Tonight, a deputy director of the provincial party committee office came to the charity gala and publicly instructed me on how to educate my son and how to cultivate a good family tradition."

He paused, then looked back at the subdued figure on the screen.

"The matter of the deputy director hasn't been resolved yet, and now another local company president is doing this kind of shady business right under my nose."

"And that brat, he's always there."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ci was displeased. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Hey, Comrade Lu Feng, I don't agree with what you're saying."

"Your own jurisdiction is experiencing one problem after another, and instead of looking for the cause within yourself, you're blaming a college student? How could a student cause all this?"

She counted on her fingers: "Foreigners kidnapping people is a public security issue. The deputy director taking bribes is a disciplinary issue within the law enforcement system. That deputy director putting on airs is a matter of cadre conduct. And now this president doing bad things... that's even more lawless and morally corrupt!"

Fang Ci was clearly not finished speaking. She stepped forward and pointed at the phone screen:

"Also, you just said yourself that he was there every single time. What does that mean? It means that your son has been doing the work and helping you identify problems."

"If you were a qualified leader, you should have given him a whistleblower reward instead of complaining about him here."

Lu Feng: "..."

No wonder he's the one disciplining students; he can't win against them at all.

Lu Feng took off his reading glasses, pinched the bridge of his nose, and then raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

"Ah, okay, okay, Director Fang is right, Director Fang is absolutely right."

"That's more like it." Fang Ci nodded in satisfaction, moved a chair over, sat down next to Lu Feng, and stared at the phone screen with him, closely watching the subsequent developments.

Room 1001, tenth floor of the club.

As the red and blue flashing lights swept across the walls and ceiling of the room in circles, Lu Jingxiu knew that tonight's live broadcast was coming to an end.

He pointed the phone camera back at himself, a smile on his face: "Family, thank you all for your support, and thank you for the gifts from all the big brothers. Follow me so you don't miss out, see you next time."

After he finished speaking, he waved to the camera.

The barrage of comments was still densely packed:

"Ahhh, the streamer is so handsome!"

"Don't go! Let's broadcast a little longer!"

"Host, you still haven't told us which club this is!"

He turned off the live stream without hesitation.

What happened next was not suitable for the general public to observe.

"Lu Jingxiu..." Fu Xingzhou, who had been pinned to the bed by the security guards, had now completely calmed down.

He raised his head, his eyes fixed on Lu Jingxiu, and said, word by word, "I will not let you go."

Upon hearing this, Lu Jingxiu merely glanced at him indifferently.

"Let's talk about it when you come out."

The door remained open.

Soon, several uniformed police officers strode in, their expressions serious.

The lead officer glanced around the room, his gaze lingering briefly on Lu Jingxiu and the security guards before settling on Fu Xingzhou, who was being restrained.

"take away."

Fu Xingzhou was handed over to the police by the security guards, and the cold handcuffs clicked onto his wrists.

He glanced back at Lu Jingxiu one last time, his expression incredibly complex, before being escorted by the police, head bowed, and quickly walking out of the room.

On the other side, a policewoman was carefully helping Li Qingqing sit up.

Li Qingqing seemed to have regained some consciousness, but her face was still pale, her eyes were unfocused, and her body was still trembling slightly.

The experienced policewoman immediately noticed that something was wrong with her; it wasn't just shock, but could very well involve medication.

"Calling the command center, requesting an ambulance to come over, the location is..." She immediately picked up the walkie-talkie to report.

The club's management will handle the rest.

Lu Jingxiu didn't linger any longer. He glanced at Li Qingqing, who was being carefully cared for by the policewoman, then turned and left the place of trouble.

It was already late at night when I got back to my high-rise apartment in the city center.

Lu Jingxiu took a hot shower, then climbed into bed, put his phone aside, and fell into a deep sleep almost a minute after his head hit the pillow.

…………

The next day, Lu Jingxiu was woken up by his alarm clock.

He closed his eyes and instinctively reached out to grope.

Before I could even touch it, the alarm clock was turned off.

The room fell silent again.

Lu Jingxiu's brain was still half-open. He tilted his head, buried his face in the pillow, and prepared to continue sleeping.

A few seconds later.

Three huge exclamation marks suddenly appeared above his head.

Holy crap! Someone's in the room?!