After the assistant left, Lu Zhanxun adjusted the gold-rimmed glasses on his ears, closed his eyes, opened them after a moment, and dialed a number on his cell phone.
"Hello, Mr. Lu." The call was quickly connected.
Lu Zhanxun said in a low voice: "Liu Kun was arrested by the police. It is not clear whether the police discovered him by chance or have already set their sights on him. I will send someone to inquire. You should pay attention."
He reached out and touched his nose. "For people like us, image is very important. If necessary, we can show it to the higher-ups."
The voice on the other end was calm: "Don't worry, I know what to do."
The next day, Wen Qianqian went to the police station and recorded statements with several people who were arrested the day before. Because they were caught by the police in the middle of a group sex, and the entire process was recorded by law enforcement cameras, and multiple police officers witnessed it with their own eyes, there was both human and material evidence, and there was no room for rebuttal, so soon everyone confessed to their crimes.
Several female stars cried bitterly in the interrogation room. They were ashamed and angry for being caught doing such shameful things, and at the same time they regretted their ruined futures. Their confessions of remorse were more profound than each other.
The other men, as Liu Kun's accomplices, were unable to argue and could only admit defeat. Liu Kun did not believe that the police would arrest him from beginning to end, and kept clamoring to see the director.
Finally, Director You couldn't stand it anymore and walked around the door of the interrogation room. Liu Kun had just started to threaten him for a few words when Director You told him to stay put and prepare to go to jail.
Yesterday, the media filmed the scene of the group of people being taken away outside the hotel. Although the women covered their faces, netizens, with their tireless gossip spirit, uncovered everyone's identity in less than a few hours.
Rich and celebrities are eye-catching words in themselves, and adding multiple rich people, multiple celebrities, and words like "yellow" is too stimulating, and it paralyzed Weibo again:
#Liu Kunyue Yingxue was arrested by the police#
#Liu Kunyue Yingxue was arrested on the bed#
#3 men and 5 women, group sex#
#Happy Battle of Rich Stars#
Multiple entries became hot searches at the same time, so many that almost half of the top 60 hot searches on Weibo were about this incident.
After clicking on it, the onlookers used their imagination to describe the incident in an increasingly obscene way:
Did you hear about the group sex incident at the Qiwu Hotel yesterday? I heard that when the police went in, the scene was indescribable. Do you know how thrilling it was?
I heard that several men and women were having sex. I heard that when the police went in, the room was filled with tools. Yue Yingxue had a collar around her neck and was asked to crawl around the hotel rooftop.
[Is this true? Are they really that good at playing games?]
[How could it be true? I heard it from my uncle, the police officer who led the team in at the time. He told me this himself. That scene, wow, wow, wow, wow, it's unforgettable once you see it!]
Wen Qianqian was sitting in front of the computer and happened to see this message.
What? The police officer in charge, or the uncle?
How could she not know when she became a man and had a nephew? This is simply ridiculous.
She thought about it with a headache, and was hesitating whether to reply when Zhao Shan appeared in front of her.
Zhao Shan saw the eye-watering words on Wen Qianqian's computer and suddenly laughed, "It's good that you saw it. Director You saw it just now and kept muttering, 'What a mess!'"
Wen Qianqian nodded: "Well, the director is right, it is indeed a mess."
On the surface, they are talking about yesterday's gossip, but a lot of it is just making up jokes based on yesterday's events to gain traffic and make a lot of money.
Zhao Shan smiled at her and said, "So, the director wants you to issue a notice."
She thought about it and said, "Okay."
At ten o'clock in the morning, Heian Kyoto released a new message:
Yesterday afternoon, the Imperial Capital District C Police Department discovered several men and women illegally engaging in a group sex scene in a hotel room within their jurisdiction. Police have arrested eight individuals involved, including Liu and Yue, and the case is currently under investigation. Regarding rumors circulating online about last night's incident, police urge everyone to be discerning and not believe or spread them.
As soon as the news was released, there was laughter on the Internet:
[Hahahahahaha, what's going on? This statement is so serious, but why do I feel like laughing so much?]
[I reasonably suspect that the editor is deliberately pouring oil, but I have no evidence, dog head.jpg]
It would have been fine if the statement hadn't been issued. Once it was released, the online jokes disappeared, but other problems emerged.
[Hahahahahaha, without the statement, everyone is still just guessing the list. Once the statement is released, it's clear that Yue Yingxue is really engaging in group sex...]
[Hey, the artists involved should be banned, their accounts deleted, and their endorsements removed immediately. Otherwise, every time I watch their dramas, I will unconsciously think of this police statement.]
…
After Wen Qianqian issued the statement, she closed her Weibo account. Just as she was about to organize today's transcript, she saw Pei You limping in from outside with a cane.
"Oh my god, handsome Pei, what's wrong with you?" Before she could say anything, Zhao Shan ran over impatiently.
Watching Zhao Shan go over, she paused and followed him. She found that Pei You still had a plaster on his right leg and a thick bandage on his left arm. It was obvious that he was seriously injured.
She frowned, looking concerned: "You've been resting for a month, right? Why is it still so serious?"
Pei You smiled bitterly and was about to speak when Zhao Shan touched his arm.
Pei You immediately groaned and frowned deeply.
Zhao Shan was startled. He originally just wanted to make a joke and didn't use much force, but looking at Pei You's expression, this simple touch was a bit too much for him to bear.
"Ouch, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It seems that you are really injured. I shouldn't have touched you." Zhao Shan straightened his expression and apologized repeatedly.
"I thought you were just chasing some grave robbers and nothing would happen, but you ended up getting hurt so badly. I'm so sorry, so sorry!"
Pei You's lips turned pale, and he shook his head with difficulty: "It's okay."
Wen Qianqian stood aside, looking at him with concern: "What's going on?"
She knew that Pei You was a very good police officer. Among the hundreds of people in the police station, only she and Pei You, who were twice as young as him, had won the title of advanced individual, which showed his work ability.
In addition, after working together, she found that Pei You was a very serious and careful person, so it was impossible for it to be an accident caused by carelessness. There was only one possibility, that is, he encountered something that he could not handle.
Pei You thought for a moment, pursed his pale lips, and then spoke slowly: "That night, the police station received a call saying that in the mountainous area outside the city, citizens spotted three or four people carrying tools into the mountains. They looked suspicious and suspected they were bad guys, so they called the police and asked us to go check it out."
Pei You frowned and recalled carefully, "I happened to be on duty that night. When I heard the alarm call, I immediately searched the bureau's records over the years and found a group of ancient tombs near the mountainous area outside the city. Tomb robbers have been going there from time to time over the years."
"We've contacted the Cultural Relics Bureau before, and they've initially determined there's a 2,000-year-old tomb complex there. However, because the conditions aren't ripe for excavation yet, we haven't started excavating it yet. We've just fenced off the area and taken some anti-theft measures."
"But anti-theft measures still can't stop people who want to make a fortune by robbing tombs."
"So, over the years, there have been thieves who want to rob tombs near the mountains from time to time."
Pei You took a deep breath. "When we received the alarm call that day, we thought it was just a few small-time tomb robbers, just like usual. That evening, I gave Captain Gu a brief report and then took a few people to the mountains to investigate."
"Everything was normal when we went there, but we didn't see anyone on the mountain."
"Then a few of us got off the bus and searched in teams of two, but we still couldn't find any trace of those people."
"We looked around and made sure we didn't see anyone, so we were about to drive back up the hill. Just then, a black car suddenly rushed out from not far away. They probably didn't expect us to be there before they arrived, but when they spotted us, they immediately tried to escape from the side."
"When we saw what was happening, we immediately got in the car and tried to catch up, but the car suddenly broke down and wouldn't start."
Pei You frowned and continued, "We saw the black car driving through the mountains and about to disappear from our sight. I was so anxious that I didn't wait for the car to start. Instead, I drove the police motorcycle we brought with us to chase it."
Hearing this, Wen Qianqian's heart skipped a beat. Police motorcycles were fine to drive on city roads, but chasing people on mountain roads like this could cause them to overturn at any time, which was indeed quite dangerous.
It is estimated that Pei You is relying on his great skills and courage, otherwise, no one else would dare to do such a thing in the mountains.
"So, you rolled down the hillside while chasing the murderer on a motorcycle?" Zhao Shan had the same idea.
"No, the situation is more serious than this." Pei You shook his head.
"Oh my god, what else could it be?" Zhao Shan was a little curious. Logically speaking, rolling down the hillside was already serious, but Pei You actually said the situation was even more critical than that.
Pei You thought about it, hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "I drove my motorcycle all the way to chase them. They were driving very fast, but I drove faster. After five or six minutes, I finally caught up with them."
"Their car windows were not closed tightly. When I looked through the window, I saw about four people, but each of them was wearing a black mask, so I couldn't see their faces clearly."
"They were driving a mountain off-road vehicle, clearly well prepared. I pushed hard and got about two meters away from their rear window. I shouted to them, saying I was a police officer from District C of the Imperial Capital, and asked them to stop immediately."
"When these people saw me, they not only didn't stop, but drove even faster, but I still followed them."
"We were stuck like that for another five minutes. When they saw they couldn't get rid of me, they suddenly slowed down."
"Then what? What then?" Zhao Shan was a little anxious.
Wen Qianqian continued to listen calmly.
Pei You showed a frightened expression on his face: "At that time, I thought they were going to stop for investigation, so I slowed down."
"I didn't expect that as soon as the car slowed down, they suddenly opened the rear window and extended a long pole from the window."
"I was about five meters away from them at the time. Visibility was very low at night. At first I was wondering what it was. It wasn't until I saw it clearly that I realized it was a □□."
"Hiss", Wen Qianqian and Zhao Shan took a breath of cold air, and their bodies felt cold at the same time.
No wonder Pei You had a scared expression just now. Who wouldn't be scared if they suddenly ran into a gun in the middle of the night? Pei You was already very calm if he didn't get scared.
"Didn't the country ban private use of guns? Why do they have guns?" Wen Qianqian couldn't help but frown, feeling that things were not simple.
"Yes, how could there be a gun? Oh my God, if it were me, I would probably be scared to death on the spot." Zhao Shan was so frightened that he shook his head repeatedly.
Pei You shook his head. "I don't know how they got guns. But things like the □□ are low-end but highly lethal weapons. Maybe they assembled them themselves."
Pei You looked at the two of them and continued, "When I realized it was a gun, my first reaction was: hide quickly!"
"So, I didn't care about the motorcycle that was still moving. I took the initiative to fall to the side, and the motorcycle and I flipped over."
"There was a loud bang, and I guess they had fired the bullet, but it missed."
Pei You was still terrified: "I fell to the side and dodged the bullets. Then they drove further and further away and soon left the range. I guess they didn't want to do anything too extreme, so they didn't stop and drove away."
He smiled helplessly, "Because I fell with my motorcycle, the inertia was too great, and the weight of the motorcycle was so great that my right leg and arm were crushed and fractured. Look, it's been a month and they haven't healed yet, which has delayed my work."
When they heard that he only had a broken bone, Wen Qianqian and Zhao Shan finally let go of their worries.
She glanced at Pei You with some annoyance: "It's already this late, and you're still bothering with work."
She looked at Pei You and said seriously, "Although the □□ is a relatively old weapon, it is extremely lethal at close range. If you are sprayed by it, your head will explode."
"You were able to save your life because you reacted quickly and were lucky."
She pursed her lips and said, "Don't worry about work for now. Zhao Shan and I are here to take care of it. Besides, there are so many colleagues in the police station. You don't necessarily have to do everything yourself."
Zhao Shan also echoed: "Exactly, a broken bone takes three months to heal, and you came here in just one month. Don't you trust me and Qianqian?"
Pei You heard this and waved his hands: "No, I am..."
Zhao Shan patted him on the shoulder and said, "So, if you need to take a leave, take it. Get your health back first."
After saying that, he was still smacking his lips: "Pei You, I just realized that you are such a ruthless person. You didn't even tell us about such a big thing as escaping death. If I had known earlier, Qian Qian and I would have gone to see you when you were in the hospital."
Wen Qianqian nodded.
Pei You looked at their insistent faces and finally couldn't persuade them, so he said: "Okay, I'll report the situation to Captain Gu and then tell the director to ask for a few days' leave."
"Please ask for a few more days. Qianqian and I will hold it up if the sky falls." Zhao Shan added from the side.
After saying that, seeing that Pei You was unable to move, Wen Qianqian and Zhao Shan discussed it and helped him over.
Pei You was very awkward at first and kept saying, "Don't move, I'll just use the crutches."
Unexpectedly, Wen Qianqian was very persistent: "You should not move. Zhao Shan and I will support you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the two of them exerted force and Pei You was lifted up. The movement was very swift. He was carried in front, and his right leg in plaster, which was unable to move, was dragged behind.
The posture is a bit weird, but it does not affect walking because it is supported by the plaster and it does not hurt to drag it.
Pei You: ...
I thought, okay, whatever happens, as long as I can leave, and then I was dragged away by them with a helpless expression on my face.
After bringing Pei You to Captain Zhang's office, Wen Qianqian sat down and continued to organize the transcripts. After sitting there for about an hour, she saw Zhao Shan running towards her again with an excited look on his face.
Because of excitement, there was even a little sweat on my face. I ran too fast and sat down while panting.
"What's the matter? Why are you so excited?" Wen Qianqian asked curiously while taking a bottle of mineral water from behind and handing it to him.
"Thank you!" Zhao Shan took the water and took a big gulp.
After taking two more breaths, until his breathing stabilized, Zhao Shan excitedly said to her, "Did you read the news?"
Wen Qianqian shook her head: "No, what news?" She had been sorting out materials for more than half an hour and had not been online.
Zhao Shan looked mysterious. "I just went out with the team and saw the Xie Group holding a press conference in the banquet hall of the Qibai Hotel."
Wen Qianqian was puzzled: "Is it important? What did he talk about?"
Zhao Shan nodded. "It's very important, incredibly important! This is probably one of the most important news stories in China in recent times, and it's even sparked a lot of discussion internationally!"
She understood Zhao Shan's exaggeration and curled her lips calmly: "Really? Is it really that exaggerated?"
"Of course it's true!" Jianwen Qianqian didn't quite believe it and simply pointed at her computer: "As soon as the news of the press conference came out, the entire internet was flooded with it. See for yourself."
She glanced at Zhao Shan and, half-believing, opened her computer. Before she even opened a single website, four or five news pop-ups appeared automatically. The contents of the messages were all:
Shocking! Xie Group held a press conference, where Chairman Xie Yunjin announced the donation of the 1.9 billion RMB painting "Major General Descending His Horse" from the Martial God Legacy series to the National Museum!
[The Xie Group is generous and magnanimous, donating a national treasure worth 1.9 billion to the National Museum!]
A national treasure lost overseas for nearly 500 years has finally returned to the nation. Soon, the masterpiece will be exhibited at the National Museum.
People across China are expected to see this thousand-year-old masterpiece at the National Museum this year. The Chinese History Award winners will be supplemented or revised due to the painting's rediscovery.
Great news for the history community! Famous paintings from ancient times may be exhibited at the National Museum, which will surely spark a new wave of interest in the archaeology and history communities.
Before Wen Qianqian officially opened the webpage, she had already seen various pop-up windows praising Xie Yunjin's donation of paintings to the skies. A large number of media outlets joined in, seemingly praising him as the most hardworking, patriotic, and generous businessman in modern China.
The media's praises were all praises of Shangtian, which made Wen Qianqian feel it was unreal.
She suppressed her inner doubts and clicked on the video of the press conference.
The live broadcast of the press conference had ended long ago, and all that could be seen now was the video replay. Wen Qianqian clicked the play button and saw the picture scrolling.
Judging from the video, the press conference was very large. The hall, which could accommodate hundreds of people, was now packed with various media.
Faced with this situation, Xie Yunjin, dressed in a gray suit, remained calm. He stood on the podium in the middle of the press conference, his voice neither too high nor too low, yet very imposing:
"I think all the media friends here should have heard about something a while ago. That is, the painting of a young general descending from his horse, a national treasure handed down from the Martial God series, was auctioned at an auction house a while ago."
"I don't need to elaborate on the significance of this painting; the media friends present certainly know it better than I do. Overall, its allegorical, historical, and aesthetic significance, from its creation to its present-day transmission, is unique in Chinese history. Many friends have even described it as akin to our nation's imperial seal."
"As we all know, there are a total of eight paintings in this series, seven of which are now missing. This last one was discovered abroad some time ago. So, the media friends present here should have already estimated its significance."
"As for the auction of this painting, I won't go into detail about the process. Everyone knows the result: it sold for 1.9 billion. Yes, you heard it right, 1.9 billion."
"What does 1.9 billion mean? It's even more than the total market value of many listed companies in China!"
Xie Yunjin's voice was low, but his tone was passionate, causing a stir among the media present:
"Everyone says 1.9 billion is a whopping price. Many friends don't understand why I spent so much on this painting. Admittedly, as you media friends know, our Xie Group has some money, but no one's money comes from the wind."
"I believe 1.9 billion is a significant sum not only for me, but also for the Xie Group and even for the whole world. So, back to the question just now, why would I rather spend so much money and buy this painting?"
"I don't know if you know this, but our Xie Group is a multinational corporation. We initially developed overseas, and only in the last 15 years did we expand our business into China after our overseas business was successful."
"My ancestors went abroad, and now my family are all overseas Chinese. I have lived abroad since I was a child. I don't know if you can understand the longing and yearning of overseas Chinese for their homeland. My grandfather always taught me to return home and contribute to the country when I have the chance."
"Growing up in this environment, influenced by my family, I have had a strong interest in Chinese history since I was young, and my yearning for China has grown stronger every day."
"So, when I had the honor of attending this auction and discovering our national treasure at the auction, I was excited but also worried."
"I'm thrilled to have the opportunity to personally witness the true face of this masterpiece, but I'm also worried that it might be snatched away by someone with ulterior motives and used for other purposes."
"Bah!" Zhao Shan, standing next to Wen Qianqian, couldn't help but rant wildly when he saw this. "What do you mean by 'lucky enough to discover a national treasure at an auction'? He makes it sound like he'll only know about it when he sees it. Who is he trying to fool? But the news media is covering it like crazy. Is he blind?"
Zhao Shan couldn't help but roll his eyes. "He's still pretending to be kind and righteous, saying he's afraid someone with ulterior motives will buy it. I think he's the one with the most ulterior motives!"
Wen Qianqian couldn't help but look back in surprise: "Oh, I didn't expect you to be so accurate in judging people."
Zhao Shan nodded proudly, "Of course I have. Look how long I've been in the gossip world. I've seen all sorts of things."
He pointed at Xie Yunjin, who was confidently making excuses in the video, and asked, "What's the difference between him and the celebrities in the entertainment industry who bitch each other?"
Wen Qianqian agreed deeply, and the two continued to read on.
Xie Yunjin remained calm and continued, "So, to prevent this painting from falling into the hands of others with ulterior motives and putting this national treasure in danger again, I secretly vowed in my heart that I must buy this painting. No matter what the price, I will not let it be lost."
After these few words, the patriotic enthusiasm of the audience was ignited. The reporters were all excited, and some even led the applause: "Mr. Xie said it well, you are truly a great philanthropist of our country!"
After he finished speaking, the audience echoed:
"Yes, yes, it's not easy for an overseas Chinese to achieve this."
“I didn’t expect a businessman to have such a business and courage.”
"Other businessmen are obsessed with money, but Mr. Xie has a good reputation and integrity. He is truly worthy of respect."
Xie Yunjin smiled softly after hearing the audience's reaction, and then continued, "Finally, after continuous bidding at the auction, I finally won the painting for 1.9 billion, more than twice the reserve price."
Xie Yunjin waved his hand. "Is this painting expensive? Of course it is. A price of 1.9 billion puts it in the top 10 of world-famous paintings at auction. But when I think of its significance, I feel it's worth it. I believe everyone feels the same way. In the hearts of the Chinese people, this painting is a priceless treasure. What does a mere 1.9 billion mean to it?"
After he finished speaking, there was another round of applause from the audience:
"Mr. Xie is so courageous. I am really impressed by his courage!"
"Is this our patriotic entrepreneur? So admirable!"
"How wise and righteous! With such insight and magnanimity, is there anyone else in the entire country of China who can compare with me?"
"Mr. Xie is right. In my heart, national treasures are priceless. I can relate to everything he said. If I were there at the time, I would also buy this painting at all costs."
However, Wen Qianqian and Zhao Shan, who were watching beside the computer, had completely different ideas from them.
Zhao Shan even exclaimed, "Holy crap! Are you kidding me? Didn't he raise 1.9 billion himself? How did he have to pay a high price to buy it?"
Wen Qianqian's lips curled up coldly: "He's just playing tricks. Maybe after today, he'll transform himself into a famous patriotic entrepreneur."
"It's just like wealthy foreigners who love to do charity. They talk about how patriotic and kind they are, but in reality they just put the money into their own foundations, transfer it from one hand to the other, and don't have to pay taxes. In the end, they build a good reputation for themselves."
"Despicable." Zhao Shan gritted his teeth.
In the video, Xie Yunjin remained calm and composed, as if he had nothing to lose: "After I bought the painting, I thought about it calmly for three days."
"I suddenly feel that it would be too lonely to leave such a masterpiece in my hands and for me to appreciate alone."
"It is a national treasure passed down from generation to generation, carrying the history of China and witnessing the changes in China. It should not belong to just one person, but to all Chinese people!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the whole audience burst into applause, and the atmosphere was already at its peak.
In this high-spirited and enthusiastic atmosphere, Xie Yunjin raised his arm and loudly declared: "China's national treasures belong to every Chinese person, and everyone has the right to view them. On behalf of the Xie Group, I hereby announce that we will donate this national treasure to the National Museum free of charge. The museum will be open to the public for everyone in China to see!"
After he finished speaking, everyone at the scene stood up and applauded:
"Mr. Xie is truly a kind-hearted person! He has kindness in his heart and is so righteous!"
"A painting worth 1.9 billion yuan was donated just like that. How generous!"
"I suggest that all media outlets build momentum for Mr. Xie during this year's selection of the most moving people in China, and help him win the award!"
"I agree! This is an honor well-deserved by a kind person like Mr. Xie!"
"I agree too!"
"Patriotism is priceless and has moved China! Mr. Xie deserves the title!"
The atmosphere at the press conference reached its peak. All the reporters present seemed to have received a patriotic baptism. Enthusiasm and energy surged from their bodies, and they wanted to give all the honorary titles to Xie Yunjin.
Compared to the excitement on the video, Wen Qianqian and Zhao Shan were almost indifferent.
"Is he so kind? I don't believe it." Zhao Shan looked disdainful.
"Yeah, I don't believe it either." Wen Qianqian agreed, "I always feel like he has a trick up his sleeve. I don't know what he's up to."
The tense atmosphere at the scene took a long time to dissipate. After Xie Yunjin announced the donation, the media Q&A session began.
"Hello, Mr. Xie. I'm a reporter from Newsweek. Did you ever hesitate when bidding at the auction?"
Xie Yunjin calmly shook his head: "Without hesitation, I said that patriotism is priceless. No matter how much it costs, I will keep the national treasure in a safe place. For example, I can take a photo of it and donate it to a museum."
"Well said!" There was a cheer from the audience.
"Hello, Mr. Xie. I'm a reporter from Huaxin Weekly. How can I become a role model for patriotic businesspeople like you?"
Xie Yunjin smiled and said, "Read more, read more history, and think more."
"Well said!" There was another round of agreement from the audience.
"Hello, Mr. Xie. I'm a reporter from the China Evening News. Have you considered running for one of the top ten people who moved China this year?"
Xie Yunjin's lips curled up, as if he was very interested in this question, but he remained calm and said calmly: "As long as you think I'm suitable, I will consider running."
"Mr. Xie, you are so patriotic and have made such great contributions to our country's history. Of course you should run for election!"
"Please, you must run for election. I call on our entire department to vote for you."
“Yes, we will give you free publicity.”
"Your deeds of selfless dedication must be known to everyone!"
…
Xie Yunjin listened to the reactions of the reporters below the stage. He didn't show much reaction on his face, but he was laughing in his heart. Soon, the scene almost turned into a worship service for Xie Yunjin.
Everyone says that Xie Yunjin, who is so rich, so patriotic, and low-key and does not care about reputation, is a contemporary role model and a star sent from heaven.
At this moment, a reporter suddenly stood up and said, "Hello, Mr. Xie, I'm a reporter from the National Business Daily. What do you think about the painting that sold for 900 million yuan at the auction, and then you kept raising the price, eventually driving it up to 1.9 billion yuan?"
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