Chapter 166 Brother, are you alright?
Two hours ago.
Bian Ji had just finished a short appearance arranged for him by his agent. After leaving, he got into his van, intending to go directly to Huaxing University to pick up Lu Yinzhao and take her home.
In the car, Ling Guanren sat in the front passenger seat, Bian Ji sat behind the driver, and Ayou consciously vacated the seat next to Bian Ji and sat in the last row.
He knew that seat was reserved for his boyfriend by his boss, and he couldn't just sit there without any sense of propriety.
"Won't it be too conspicuous for us to drive straight into the university?" Ling Guanren in the front couldn't help but ask.
"Yes," Bian Ji replied calmly.
"Then why are you going straight there?"
"There's no time to change cars, so let's leave it at that for now. When the time comes, have Lao Lin drive the car to a quiet spot outside the school, and I'll go in and pick them up myself."
Old Lin, in the driver's seat, replied in a deep voice, "Yes, boss."
Old Lin was Bian Nan's driver and bodyguard. He used to be a soldier and was now in his early forties. He was still very muscular, tall and strong, and had a scar on his eyebrow. He looked like someone you didn't want to mess with.
“That works too, let’s keep going.” Ling Guanren agreed to Bian Ji’s suggestion, but he still reminded him, “When we get to school, you’d better cover your face well. You probably don’t know how terrifying the stalker fans in this industry are…”
Like an old father, Ling Guanren would tell Bian Ji all sorts of strange things he had encountered in the industry. Bian Ji didn't mind his manager's nagging and just let him talk.
He closed his eyes to rest in the car, imagining what Lu Yinzhao would look like when he saw him, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
After driving for a while, the car turned into a relatively narrow street.
Three blinding white lights suddenly shot out from the rearview mirror.
"Boss, someone's following us," Old Lin reported coldly, and the car's speed increased considerably.
Bian Ji suddenly opened his eyes. "How many cars?"
"I saw two vehicles so far. I didn't notice one of them at first, thinking it was just going the same way, but it has been following us for two kilometers."
Bian Ji took out his phone and glanced at the time, just about to make a call.
The car braked suddenly, and the huge inertia made him lean forward, and his phone flew out of control, hitting the windshield directly.
Bang--!
If everyone hadn't fastened their seatbelts, everyone's heads would probably have been in serious trouble.
"Damn it! They're all crazy!" Old Lin cursed.
Luckily, he braked suddenly, otherwise the car that suddenly cut in from behind would have crashed directly into the front of their car.
"Bian Ji, are you alright?" Ling Guanren, who was in front, quickly turned around to check on his artist.
Bian Ji waved his hand coldly, "Old Lin, can you shake them off?"
Old Lin didn't respond directly, but coldly said, "Boss, you all better sit tight and hold on tight!"
Buzz—Boom—
Old Lin turned the steering wheel, stepped on the gas, and changed direction, rushing into another street.
The two cars behind continued to chase relentlessly, like mad dogs desperately trying to catch up.
The car windows were covered with cell phones and camera lenses, and even the sunroof was fitted with action cameras.
The screams of those paparazzi could be heard even through the glass: "Bian Ji, look over here! Turn your face!"
A car overtook them and drove alongside Bian Ji and his car on the same road.
They didn't care about anything, they just came up and started taking pictures randomly.
Another car even tried to imitate the action of forcing the nanny van to stop, intending to rush in front and brake.
Old Lin had never encountered such a shameless leech; he couldn't shake it off no matter what.
"Old Lin, don't panic. Follow the route I'm pointing out. First, head towards the Xingbei District elevated road..." Bian Ji's calm voice fell.
He then immediately said to Ling Guanren, "Brother Ling, call the police."
"Okay! I'll contact the police right away!"
"Tell them we're heading towards the police station, about a 15-minute drive away, and we need their assistance."
"Understood." Ling Guanren was a man who had experienced many ups and downs, and he had encountered stalker photographers before, but this was the first time he had encountered someone so crazy.
This group of people would rather risk car crashes and deaths than not make that disgusting money.
At this moment, Lao Lin temporarily put a ten-meter gap between the two vehicles.
After Ling Guanren finished communicating with the police, he picked up the phone that Bian Ji had thrown earlier and handed it to him, saying, "The screen is cracked. Can you check if it's broken?"
Bian Ji pressed a few buttons, and a colorful snowy scene appeared on the screen. "The buttons are not working."
Ayou, sitting in the back row, couldn't help but say, "Was that smash so powerful? The glass in front is completely undamaged, but the phone is broken."
Ling Guanren said, "This car is a custom-made bulletproof van for Boss Bian; it's not something that can be easily destroyed..."
Speaking of which, Mr. Bian is truly devoted to his younger brother, always providing him with the best of everything, especially in terms of safety, where he leaves no room for compromise.
If Boss Bian finds out about what happened today, he'll definitely upgrade Bian Ji's security measures even further.
However, what brand is Bian Ji's phone? It's definitely too fragile; he needs to avoid it.
"Old Lin, we're almost there. Slow down at the next intersection... like this..."
Following Bian Ji's instructions, Lao Lin deliberately slowed down and occasionally made "panicked" mistakes with the steering wheel, making the paparazzi think he had panicked and causing them to surround him even more recklessly.
When they arrived at a courtyard-like open space, the two cars, which had been heeding traffic rules, suddenly cut across two lanes and gave chase. One of the paparazzi even stuck his head out of the window and shouted, "Bian Ji! Don't run! You're not leaving until you get a clear shot!"
Just then, police lights suddenly turned on ahead, and four police cars appeared out of nowhere, surrounding the group's vehicle in a fan shape.
"Turn off your engines and get out of the cars! Now!" The police officer's voice came through the loudspeaker.
The stalkers looked around and realized that this was just an open space in front of the police station!
Realizing they had fallen into a trap, their hands, which were holding phones and cameras, froze instantly. Some tried to secretly delete the photos, but were stopped by the police officers who stepped forward.
Ling Guanren sat in the car, looking through the rearview mirror at the paparazzi being controlled by the police, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, the cold sweat on his fingertips slowly fading away.
It was really dangerous on the road just now. If there had been even the slightest mistake, all of them would have been in trouble.
Especially Bian Ji, who is now a public figure. If he gets injured in this incident, not only will the Bian family not let the culprit off the hook, but his fans will also be furious.
As Bian Ji's agent, he was also responsible for this, and he didn't want to see anything happen to Bian Ji under his care.
He has managed so many artists in the past, and none of them have ever caused such a dangerous incident. If he really stumbles here today, then his career will be over.
"Boss, you really know how to handle things. Otherwise, I don't know how long we would have been harassed by them today." Old Lin parked his car in front of the police station and looked at Bian Ji with admiration.
Although his boss was much younger than him, he remained calm and composed in the face of danger, which is something that few people possess.
Bian Ji asked the agent for his phone while the police were questioning these stalker fans, logged into his WeChat account, and saw the message posted by Lu Yinzhao.
Fortunately, someone was there to pick up Lu Yinzhao. Otherwise, because of the situation on his end, Lu Yinzhao might have stayed downstairs in the dormitory building without knowing what was going on.
After replying to the message, Bian Ji returned the phone to her agent.
Ling Guanren was angrily complaining to the police about these paparazzi, "Officers, they have completely violated traffic rules and repeatedly rammed our vehicle. If our driver hadn't been an experienced driver, there would have been a real accident! You must punish them severely!"
Half an hour later, the group came out of the police station.
The police officer leading the team to handle this matter has already come over, still holding his body camera.
"Thank you for your cooperation. We will deal with these unlicensed photographers seriously based on their traffic violations and acts that endanger the safety of others. We will also increase patrols in this area to prevent similar incidents from happening again."
"Yes, you've worked hard too." Ling Guanren nodded and thanked the police.
Ignoring the cries of regret from the paparazzi inside, Bian Ji got back into the van.
"Old Lin, you don't need to go to school anymore, go to Yunshui Villa District," Bian Ji said.
"Okay, boss."
“Ayou and I won’t go with you. Bian Ji, leave this broken phone with me. I’ll find someone to see if it can be fixed. After all, it contains your important personal information. It would be best if it could be fixed. If it can’t be fixed, I’ll get you a new one.”
"Okay, thank you for your help, Brother Ling."
"It's nothing, it's nothing. You should go back now, or Xiao Lu will get worried," Ling Guanren said.
When Bian Ji was replying to messages on his phone, he accidentally saw a little bit and realized that Lu Yinzhao had already gone home.
The two families lived close by, a fact that Ling Guanren learned again after Lu Yinzhao revealed his identity.
After that incident, he learned that the two were childhood sweethearts, having grown up together since they were little. So, it wasn't surprising that Ling Guanren and Ling Guanren ended up together.
...
Before Bian Ji's nanny van even reached her doorstep, she could see Lu Yinzhao waiting there from afar.
After Bian Ji got off the bus, Lu Yinzhao rushed over anxiously, checking him up and down.
"Brother, are you alright? Are you hurt? The news about you being harassed by stalkers is trending. I saw a few video clips and I was terrified!"
Bian Ji comforted her gently, "I'm fine, don't worry, everything's been resolved. But today... I broke my promise, I'm sorry, Zhao Zhao, I couldn't pick you up from school."
"It's alright, you had your reasons, and my older brothers came to pick me up. Thank goodness you're alright, otherwise I..."
Otherwise, he would feel guilty himself.
After all, it was he who sent Bian Ji to school.
At the entrance of the Lu family's house.
Lu Xun, Lu Qi, Lu Yuan, and Lu Cheng stood together at the door, cracking sunflower seeds while peering towards the Bian family's villa.
Seeing Bian Ji and Zhao Zhao chatting and laughing in the distance, all four of them showed expressions of disappointment.
Lu Xun: "This afternoon, I saw Zhao Zhao restless in the living room, constantly typing on her phone. I thought..."
Lu Qi: "I thought so too..."
Lu Yuan: "Me too..."
Lu Cheng was dumbfounded: "What did you think? Is what you think the same as what I think...?"
Lu Cheng thought Zhao Zhao had quarreled with her boyfriend, but Zhao Zhao had promised him that she would never tell anyone in her family about her relationship.
But now it seems like my older brother and the others... knew about it all?
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Author's Note: Agent: You haven't seen how terrifying those stalker fans are. (A familiar refrain) [Sigh]
Bian Ji: Thank you, now I understand. [Shrugs]
Zhao Zhao: Worried about her brother, considerate of her brother. (Tugs and pulls at her brother) [Pitiful]
The Lu family members: No more gossip, let's disperse. [Chin resting on hand]
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