At the subsequent dinner, Chen Bei met Chai Hua again under the introduction of the relevant person in charge.
However, this time when they met, Chai Hua's attitude was much colder.
Chen Bei also disagreed. The two sides were not of the same kind and there was no need to force them together.
Jiang Shuyan, on the other hand, was quite enthusiastic towards him. She took the initiative to come over with a glass of wine and start a conversation. The two chatted for a long time.
Through the conversation, Chen Bei felt that Jiang Shuyan was a pretty good person.
She is a very honest person, without any ulterior motives. I really don't know how a girl like this could have managed to work in the television industry.
After going through the process and meeting all the leaders he needed to meet, Chen Bei took Xiaobai away directly.
After coming out, the two did not go back to the company directly, but found a food stall.
After sitting down, Chen Bei first ordered some leeks and kidneys, and garlic oysters, then handed the menu to Xiao Bai and complained:
"I'd better not participate in this kind of activities in the future. It's really too much suffering. I drank a lot of water in the whole night and didn't eat much."
Xiaobai couldn't help but rolled his eyes and said:
"People who attend this kind of banquet are basically there to expand their network. How many people do you think are like you, who really go there just to eat?"
"Uncle, why are you so against this? I'm telling you the truth, don't be upset. Money laundering may seem illegal, but many people do it."
"Let's not talk about other fields, just look at the entertainment industry alone, there are so many people helping to wash it."
"How do you think those midnight box office figures are calculated? Are they really millions of ghost soldiers or digital lives? Even if they are, the box office is real, right? The amount is there. Do you think they pay taxes?"
"Many people are criticizing some films for falsifying box office figures. Many people say that these fraudsters must be made to pay taxes based on the amount of fraud. Do they think that will make them feel uncomfortable?"
"Have they ever considered that the most terrifying thing would be if the counterfeiters actually paid taxes based on the fake box office figures? That would be like telling everyone that they are laundering tickets!"
"I'm not saying this to speak up for Chai Hua and his gang. I just think you've overreacted a bit in this matter."
Chen Bei opened a bottle of beer and drank it down.
After finishing a bottle of wine, he lit a cigarette and slowly exhaled the smoke, his eyes full of reminiscence.
"Our school is an art academy. We have students studying music, acting, and fine arts."
"I have a friend who studies fine arts, and we used to have a very good relationship."
"I remember it very clearly. It was during my sophomore year in college. Someone suddenly found him and bought 100 of his paintings for 20,000 yuan each."
"Do you know what it meant for a sophomore to earn 2 million yuan by selling paintings at that time?"
"The buyer sent 15 of the paintings to an auction house and spent his own money to buy them at prices ranging from 2 million to 20 million yuan."
"This is to create a false market and endorse these paintings."
"That person later said that he admired my friend's artistic accomplishments and wanted to help him organize an exhibition, publish a book, and promote his work."
"After the real money was deposited into his account, my friend thought he had found his mentor and started cooperating with the other party."
"Just as that person said, over the next period of time, my friend began to hold art exhibitions all over the world, came into contact with many art media and professional writers, and soon gained a certain reputation in the industry."
"At the same time, the value of his works also increased. The price of the 85 paintings that were left in his hands was astonishing."
"At this point, whether I sell these 85 paintings or use them as collateral for financing, I can successfully launder the money I have."
Xiaobai blinked his eyes and thought to himself, how do you know so much? Were you really not involved in this?
The friend you are talking about could be you.
"Then what?"
Xiaobai asked hurriedly. She had never heard of these tricks before and they sounded fresh to her.
"If you really follow this procedure, your friend will gain both fame and fortune in the end, and it will be difficult for anyone to find out."
"Haha, fame and fortune?"
Chen Bei smiled, took another puff of cigarette, and after slowly exhaling the smoke again, he spoke:
"And then, my friend died suddenly and unexpectedly."
ah? !
Xiaobai looked at Chen Bei in amazement, never expecting that things would develop in this direction.
Everything seemed fine, and he was clearly on the path to fame and fortune, as if he had the script of being a winner in life. But how come he ended up gone?
Chen Bei exhaled and sneered:
"Yes, he just died like that, quite abruptly. And guess what happened after his death? The value of his works skyrocketed again! You can see the logic behind this, right?"
Xiaobai took another breath and said:
"Are they that ruthless? They can't be! Since the two sides are cooperating so well, they can definitely let the painter create more works and help them launder more money!"
"So, you're still too naive, kid. What do you think is so precious about art? Everything in this world is valuable because it's rare."
"Can you find any famous painter who paints non-stop every other day?"
"What's more, what they want is not more paintings, but to completely control my friend and make him obey their orders."
"Of course my friend didn't want to. He thought he was already famous enough to leave this group behind and go it alone. I won't go into details about what happened next, you can probably imagine."
Xiaobai nodded solemnly and said:
"So those guys decided to get rid of your friend and squeeze out his final surplus value, right? Dad, come closer to me. Why do I suddenly feel a little cold?"
Chen Bei poured Xiaobai a cup of hot water and said:
"Now you understand why I reacted so strongly. Don't ever get involved with those people. In their eyes, everything can be measured by price, including human life!"
"If I don't agree to their demands, the worst-case scenario is that I'll lose the company."
"But if I really get on their ship and go against their wishes, I'm afraid I'll be in big trouble."
Xiaobai also sighed helplessly:
"I heard that Chai Hua is a bit narrow-minded. We should be careful these days and not let him find any opportunities."
Just as Xiaobai said this, Chai Hua, who had returned to the hotel, made a phone call with a gloomy face and said:
"He won't cooperate, so let's get started. First, find some negative news about him to discredit him. Didn't they say there was someone named Sister Hong who was willing to give us some information? Buy her!"
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