The building of Huansheng Entertainment was designed with the elements of "star" and "moon" in mind from the very beginning.

From the front, it is a semi-circular building with a large plaza in the middle. In the center of the plaza is a huge star-shaped landmark, surrounded by flower fountains.

From high above, it looks like a crescent moon surrounding a star.

It conveys the meaning of "a rising star, surrounded by the moon and the stars".

Actually, there's nothing particularly special about this architectural design, except that... if something happens at the company's main entrance, this circular structure... makes it especially convenient for onlookers to get a look.

Just like now, as soon as the commotion started downstairs, a large number of people suddenly gathered on both sides of the circular area upstairs, filling every floor of the fifteen-story building.

Moreover, because they ran out to watch the show in the middle of their company's training course, they were still wearing the clothes they were supposed to wear in the training course. There were costumes, ancient costumes, ethnic costumes, and even wedding clothes and mourning clothes. Even the trainees who were still acting in ghost movie scenes ran out, with disheveled hair and scary makeup, but none of this could stop them from watching the show!

So when Feng Chengda's parents and relatives looked up, crying and cursing, they saw this spectacular scene of onlookers.

Feng Chengda's parents and relatives: "..."

As luck would have it, the people watching directly above them were a group of trainees who had just finished practicing acting in a ghost movie at a training class.

They were all dressed in stark white coarse cloth clothes, splattered with red paint, and wearing long, thick, messy wigs. Because they were watching a play, they had all swept their wigs to one side, revealing faces that were covered in a thick layer of white paint, as if they had been plastered with a thick layer of plaster. When they moved their mouths, the powder on their faces would fall off with a plop.

"...Sigh, why have they stopped cursing?"

"Why are you looking up at us? Do you want some of our melon seeds?"

"Oh! You've been sneaking snacks again! Didn't your manager just empty your bag full of snacks this morning? Can't you be a little more self-aware and take better care of your figure!"

"Shh! Keep your voice down! I managed to hide some melon seeds, do you want some? I'll share some with you."

"That's more like it!"

"Ah!—A ghost!—" Feng Chengda's elderly father trembled as he raised his hand, pointing at the group of people upstairs, then suddenly clutched his heart and fell backward!

"Old man! Oh dear! Old man, what's wrong with you!" Wang Guihua, who was still wiping away her tears, was so frightened when she saw Old Man Feng suddenly fall down that she immediately stopped crying. She couldn't hold Old Man Feng steady, so her eldest and second daughters-in-law rushed to help.

The eldest and second sons knew that those upstairs were people dressed as ghosts. Although they were frightened at first glance, their mental fortitude was stronger than Old Man Feng's. Seeing Old Man Feng fall to the ground in fright, the eldest son's eyes darted around, and he immediately howled at an even louder voice: "Good heavens! Yin Chengjue, you heartless little beast! You're fine as a coward hiding inside, but you even sent people to dress up as ghosts to scare us! What are you up to! How can you be so vicious! It's all because that woman surnamed Yin is so cruel! That's why she raised such a vicious little beast like you! Our Feng family must have had eight lifetimes of bad luck to marry that poisonous woman surnamed Yin! I shouldn't have agreed to let my third brother marry such a poisonous woman!"

Old Feng was initially startled by the group of trainees dressed in horror movie costumes upstairs, but his second daughter-in-law pinched his philtrum, which quickly calmed him down. Upon hearing his eldest son's words, he instantly understood something, clutched his heart, and pretended to roll his eyes.

"Old man! Old man! Are you alright? This is truly a tragedy!" Wang Guihua had known Old Man Feng for so many years that she could tell what he was up to just by the slightest movement of his eyebrows. Now, with Old Man Wang's eyelids rolled up so deliberately, almost to the point of popping her eyeballs out, if she still couldn't tell that Old Man Wang was faking illness to extort money, she must be demented.

So Wang Guihua drew out her voice and wailed even louder.

Old Feng pretended to be frightened, his eldest and second sons started swearing, Wang Guihua wailed, and his two daughters-in-law pretended to wipe away tears.

Meanwhile, a group of reporters, who seemed to have somehow gotten wind of the situation, rushed over, brandishing their cameras and microphones. They quickly surrounded them, their faces flushed with excitement – ​​they'd struck gold! This was a major scoop! It would boost their year-end performance reviews!

But when they got into position and pointed their cameras at the six people—some crying, some cursing, and some lying on the ground—they discovered…

This Huansheng Entertainment building seems a bit too bustling.

Can anyone tell them why there are people peering out from every floor of the building?

And what's with all those clothes?! Did these people all escape from different film crews?!

The reporters holding cameras suddenly felt the pressure.

This is a kind of pressure, being watched by countless eyes.

Of course, people in their line of work shouldn't feel nervous even with so many people watching, but...

When the people upstairs are sitting, squatting, or standing, stuffing food into their mouths while looking down, and those on higher floors are even holding binoculars... those downstairs will feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Moreover, these people not only watched the play, but they also interacted, even communicating across the floor from upstairs to downstairs.

Someone on the third floor: "Hehehe! The reporters are here! They really came! They must have been called by Feng Chengda! Will this be trending on social media tonight?"

Someone on the fourth floor said, "Is this the group of reporters? They're so shameless, always reporting things that distort the truth."

Someone on the fifth floor said, "That's right. Look at that old man. He clearly fell down on his own, but he's blaming President Yin. President Yin didn't even come. This is the highest level of staged accident, isn't it? I've learned something new."

Someone on the sixth floor said: "Their crying scenes are so exaggerated. If I acted like that, I'd get roasted."

Fifth floor: "Wake up, you don't have such a loud voice."

Fourth floor: "Wake up, you don't have that many tear ducts."

Third floor: "Wake up, you don't have that thick skin."

Second floor: "Wake up, you don't even have any haters willing to criticize you!"

Someone on the sixth floor: "..."

Reporter: "..." Are you shouting so loudly because we think we're deaf?

The eldest and second sons cursed for a long time, but Yin Chengjue didn't come out. Instead, they made a fool of themselves in front of the onlookers upstairs and downstairs. They felt like clowns and were so angry that they could only turn their attention to the group of reporters.

They had heard Feng Chengda say that these people were called reporters, the long lenses and microphones next to them were called cameras, and that round, black thing was called a lens. As long as you spoke into the lens, you could get what you wanted.

So they started complaining to the reporters!

The reporters were there to cover big news and break the news. Even though the occasion was a bit awkward, they understood that they were being paid to do their jobs. So they handed over the microphones and asked Feng's son why he was there.

Feng's eldest son had been shouting for so long that his face was red and the veins on his forehead were bulging. He looked rather ferocious.

He said, "What are we doing here? Of course, we're here to find that little beast Yin Chengjue! We want justice! That heartless little bastard is just like his poisonous mother!..." Blah blah blah...

The reporter turned green with embarrassment. Nine out of ten sentences Feng's son uttered were curses. Sometimes, he would switch to dialect and hurl insults at people, repeating the same few phrases over and over again, all about money.

The situation was exactly the same as what happened at the Yin family's old house. They felt that Feng Chengda should not leave with nothing, but Yin He should.

Therefore, in their view, Yin He now owes Feng Chengda money, and owing Feng Chengda money is owing their Feng family money.

In addition, now that Grandpa Feng has been frightened into fainting, Yin Chengjue and Yin He should not only return the money and family property to their family, but also pay for their medical expenses!

Unlike the bodyguards at the Yin family mansion who would interrupt and stop them from swearing, the reporters actually hoped they would talk more. Feng Da and Feng Er seemed encouraged and spoke even more enthusiastically, as if they would really gain something by talking more.

After venting their anger, Feng Da and Feng Er finally stopped for a moment, and the reporter finally found an opportunity to ask questions: "How is the old man now? Is the ambulance coming soon?" Seeing how hard Wang Guihua and the others were crying, the reporter turned their attention to that side, hoping to dig out some more juicy gossip.

But when they heard the word "ambulance," Wang Guihua's crying stopped for a moment. They were faking it; there was no need to call an ambulance!

In an attempt to divert reporters' attention from this matter, Wang Guihua went all out and knelt down with a "plop" in front of the gate of Huansheng!

"Old woman, I'll kowtow to you, okay?! Do you really want to wipe out our entire family? What sins have we, the Feng family, committed?!"

The two daughters-in-law also joined in, crying loudly!

The reporters' eyes lit up, and sure enough, they raised their cameras and started taking pictures of Wang Guihua, already conjuring up countless scripts in their minds!

But just then, a loud melody suddenly rang out, with its outstanding timbre, its terrifying penetrating power, and its resonance that seemed to shake the very depths of the soul.

Of all musical instruments, the suona reigns supreme; it's used for either ascension to heaven or wedding ceremonies.

The current scene clearly has little to do with the wedding ceremony.

Therefore, the sound of the suona horn, which accompanied Wang Guihua's crying, carried a strong sense of mourning.

The onlookers in the entire building were shocked, and they almost dropped their snacks in surprise.

Who the hell is this kid who's so daring? Playing the suona at this crucial moment!

"Whoosh!" Suddenly, large swaths of white confetti were blown out from the third floor directly above the rioters, fluttering down and gently landing on them...