PFC Chapter 44: Investing in a nearly bankrupt entertainment company, all to promote a pure and innocent
Chapter 44: Investing in a nearly bankrupt entertainment company, all to promote a pure and innocent
Zhou Bapi stumbled and crawled down the holographic light guide stairs into the yard, holding the mud-covered folding screen phone in his hands.
He ran off and lost one of his leather shoes, but didn't even bother to pick it up. He collapsed onto Lin Xian's rocking chair.
Lin Xian slowly removed a comic book from his face to shield himself from the sun, and glanced at the screen.
The entertainment news headline on the phone screen featured a photo of a girl with red eyes, with the headline "Pure and innocent girl refuses to sign gambling agreement, faces a billion-dollar penalty for breach of contract."
The accompanying text was full of filth, portraying a newcomer as a nasty, arrogant, and manipulative woman.
Lin Xian only glanced at the photo before recognizing the girl with the baby face.
This is Su Xiaoxiao, his junior classmate who lived in the next community during his university days.
Back when he was staying up all night coding, this girl often brought him homemade mung bean soup in a thermos.
The news article vividly described how Su Xiaoxiao was ungrateful for refusing to go to a high-end banquet to drink with sponsors, resulting in her being blacklisted by Tianyu Media across the entire internet.
Online trolls who were paid to do this scathing attack on her, filling the comment section with vile and obscene language.
Lin Xian tossed the comic book onto the anti-corrosion wooden table and picked at his ear with his little finger.
Are entertainment company owners these days completely brainwashed?
They even dared to bully Lin Xian's junior sister. Did they really think that he, the living god of Qingshui County, was made of clay?
Lin Xian didn't even look up, and snapped his fingers at Mu Qingxue, who was standing by the infinity pool organizing documents.
Mu Qingxue walked over quickly in twelve-centimeter stilettos, bending slightly to await instructions.
Lin Xian pointed at the four big characters of Tianyu Media on the screen and yawned.
Buy this lousy company for me. You have three minutes to get it done, don't disturb my afternoon nap.
Without even asking the price, Mu Qingxue took out the encrypted satellite phone and dialed the number.
As the queen of Shanghai's top conglomerate, she can mobilize hundreds of billions of yuan as casually as an ordinary person buying a cabbage.
At this moment, in the top-floor office of Tianyu Media's headquarters in Shanghai, the boss, Fatty Yang, was sitting with his legs crossed, smoking a Cuban cigar.
Su Xiaoxiao stood in front of the large mahogany desk, wearing a faded white T-shirt and biting her pale lips.
She clutched a hundred-page unequal and oppressive treaty tightly in her hand, her fingernails tearing holes in the paper.
Fatty Yang exhaled a thick smoke ring, his face contorted with fat, his eyes filled with greedy calculation.
Su Xiaoxiao, you'll never be able to pay back the 1 billion yuan penalty for breach of contract in your lifetime. Just go have a couple of drinks with President Wang tonight, and this matter will be over.
Tears welled up in Su Xiaoxiao's eyes, but she clenched her teeth and held them back.
I would rather beg under a bridge than sign such a filthy contract that betrays my principles.
Fatty Yang slammed his hand on the table, making the coffee cups on the table jump and spill coffee all over the floor.
You shameless bastard! Once you step out of this door, I guarantee no film crew in all of China will dare to hire you!
Just as he was about to call security to kick Su Xiaoxiao out, the internal telephone on the table started ringing frantically.
Fatty Yang answered the phone impatiently, and the company's financial director's shrill scream came through the receiver.
Mr. Yang, our company's shares were all bought up by a mysterious overseas fund within thirty seconds.
Those old guys on the board of directors all signed the share transfer agreement in a single second, and Tianyu Media has now changed hands.
The new and old bosses issued a public announcement online, stating that you were not only fired on the spot, but also had to compensate the company for all the tax evasion losses over the years.
Fatty Yang's cigar fell onto his crotch, burning a black hole in his expensive trousers without him even noticing.
He felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, and his legs felt like they had been ripped out, causing him to collapse and kneel down next to the boss's chair.
His entertainment empire, built up over half a lifetime, was swallowed whole, skin and bones, in just three minutes with pocket money.
Before Su Xiaoxiao could react, two top-notch bodyguards in black suits pushed open the door and entered.
The bodyguard didn't even glance at Fatty Yang sprawled on the ground, and respectfully gestured for Su Xiaoxiao to enter.
Miss Su, Mr. Lin sent us to pick you up and take you home.
Half an hour later, a supersonic holographic stealth fighter jet bearing the logo of the Qingshui Divine Kingdom landed steadily at Shanghai Airport.
Su Xiaoxiao sat down in the luxurious leather seat, feeling dizzy, and the scenery outside the window instantly blurred into a streak of light.
When she landed on her feet again, she was so shocked by the sight before her that she was speechless.
The air was filled with the rich fragrance of peach blossoms, and a holographic star map at an altitude of 10,000 meters slowly rotated overhead.
Several heavy mechs are automatically picking apples in a distant orchard, while a great white shark is sunbathing on a holographic beach.
This isn't your rural hometown; it's clearly a futuristic kingdom from a science fiction movie.
Lin Xian, wearing brightly colored floral shorts, leaned back in a beach chair and waved to her.
Silly girl, it's been years since I last saw you. How come you've fallen so low that you can't even afford a decent piece of clothing?
Upon hearing that familiar, languid voice, Su Xiaoxiao could no longer hold back the tears she had been trying to hold back.
Like a wronged fawn, she pounced on Lin Xian and clung tightly to his shirt sleeve.
Lin Xian pulled his sleeve back in disgust and slapped a tissue on her forehead.
Don't drop your tears on my lawn; automatic lawnmowers hate saltwater.
Su Xiaoxiao burst into laughter through her tears, and the enormous boulder that had been weighing on her heart for a whole month instantly shattered.
As long as you're by this man's side, all the exploitative capital and unspoken rules outside are nothing but laughable jokes.
Chu Yiyi and Shen Youran, two former top celebrities in the entertainment industry, were walking over from the poolside carrying juice.
When they saw the newly arrived junior sister, they immediately surrounded her enthusiastically.
Chu Yiyi held Su Xiaoxiao's hand, looked her up and down, her eyes full of affection.
She's so pretty; that fat bastard surnamed Yang must be blind.
Shen Youran waved the sunscreen spray in her hand with an air of authority, patting her chest as if to guarantee it.
From now on, if anyone in the entertainment industry dares to give you attitude, just smash their face with a gold brick. If it breaks, it's all on our estate.
Su Xiaoxiao looked at these two national goddesses who she could only look up to on TV, and now they had become her close older sisters.
She pinched her thigh, wincing in pain, before realizing she wasn't dreaming.
Lin Xian yawned and pointed to the circular studio on the west side of the manor that was radiating light.
That studio's just sitting empty anyway, so why don't the three of you form a girl group there and have some fun?
Anyway, we've even bought the entertainment company now, so we can release songs however we want.
The three girls screamed excitedly and ran hand in hand into the holographic studio.
Over the next few days, Su Xiaoxiao completely immersed herself in this blissful, relaxed lifestyle.
Every morning she eats the mutated breakfast made by Chen Xiuniang, and in the afternoon she learns from two top actresses how to put on a cool face in front of the camera.
Chu Yiyi taught her how to use her nostrils to look at those greasy male actors who got the roles through connections.
Shen Youran taught her which angle of high heels to use to kick someone to make them hurt the most if the director gave her a hint.
This is a complete tutorial on how to dominate the entertainment industry from the opposite perspective.
In the holographic studio, top-of-the-line, million-dollar sound equipment is running around the clock.
The nano-microphones, suspended in mid-air, can automatically capture every vocal track of the singer.
Holographic projectors simulated 100,000 enthusiastic virtual fans waving glow sticks and cheering for them in the audience.
Whenever Su Xiaoxiao's throat gets dry, a mechanical maid will promptly serve her a mutated pear juice to soothe it.
There were no haters or trolls, no packed schedules or exploitative appearances, only the purest joy of singing.
Lin Xian lay on a rocking chair in the courtyard, eating grapes while listening to the songs coming from the studio.
Su Xiaoxiao's voice was originally ethereal and clear, and with the support of top-notch equipment, it was even more like heavenly music.
With her eyes closed, she perfectly executed a difficult dolphin-like high note.
The musical notes echoed through the manor, captivating even the mutated parrot perched on a branch, who forgot to chew the walnuts in its mouth.
Just as everyone was immersed in the beautiful singing...
The heavy alloy gate in the backyard of the manor, leading to the underground research fortress, suddenly emitted a deafening thud.
The blast door, which was at least half a meter thick, was kicked open from the inside, and the alarm lights flashed a blinding red light.
Tang Wu sported an afro that had been blown up, and her face was covered in soot.
She ran barefoot out of the basement without even putting on shoes, her white coat burned with several large holes.
The female mad scientist was trembling with excitement, holding a transparent bulletproof glass reagent bottle high in her hand.
The reagent bottle was half-filled with a thick liquid, emitting a creepy, eerie green glow.
She screamed loudly at Lin Xian, who was sunbathing, in a hoarse voice.
Boss, look! I've retrieved the half-eaten apple core you threw in the trash yesterday!