Not far away, another diva, Mikami Elegance, also looked regretful.
"It's a pity, his music is very beautiful, I like it very much."
"Mikami, don't forget that you are the queen of my country. Chinese music can only be learned, not indulged in."
Senior figure in the Japanese language community, Kato Hide, emerged from seclusion, glanced disapprovingly at his junior, Mikami Yuuya, and offered a reminder.
"Hey, Mikami understands."
Famous female singers such as Sakurai Riga, Yin Taokong, master Shimizu Ken, Kato Hide, and Tsukiyo Taijin also gathered together. They are the main force participating in this global music competition and are experts who are specifically targeting Chen Feng.
The Japanese music scene collected all of Chen Feng's songs and disassembled all the sheet music for study, which greatly improved their skills. They also found some weaknesses in Chen Feng and devised a perfect plan to exploit them.
After all this hard work, you're telling me the hypothetical enemy is in jail? Does that mean all my grand plan of Japanese espionage and painstaking research and dismantling have been for nothing?
What? You say there are other singers in Chinese music? But are those people even worthy of fighting against my great Japanese empire? All they can do is imitate ducks quacking.
The Korean music scene and Kim Sung-hyun stared in disbelief at the Chinese news.
"Oh my god (expressing shock), if Chen Feng is gone, how am I supposed to learn the essence of music?"
Lee Young-hwan: "It's unbelievable that Chen Feng oppa committed a crime. His music is so captivating. Although it can't compare to the Korean music scene, it's still one of the strongest in Chinese music. What a pity!"
Han Tae-joon: "Chen Feng's music is very good, but his character is really not good. It seems that the Chinese music scene will never rise again."
Time flies, and it's another beautiful day.
In the morning, after being treated to a good meal and drinks at the Ludong Subordinate Police Station, Li Qingning was released and immediately returned to the Fengyu Building.
The moment everyone in the building saw Li Qingning, they all crowded around her. Even many singers who were already at home rushed over overnight.
"Sister Qingning, what's going on? The boss..."
"Lime, is what they say online true?"
"Chairman Li, you have to find a way to save the boss!"
"Miss Lime, Little Chen..."
Everyone wore worried expressions, and people were filled with anxiety. They needed someone to lead them, and now, that leader has returned.
Li Qingning showed no unusual behavior. Just as Chen Feng said, there was no rush. Let the evil forces fly for a while.
"Alright, alright, everyone, don't worry, go about your business."
"Whether they are newcomers or veterans, the signed singers should strive to improve themselves, and other relevant staff should stay at their posts. Zhang Xiaopang."
"Sister Qingning, I'm here."
Zhang Xiaopang stepped forward with red eyes.
"You need to coordinate well with the finance, legal, and copyright export signing departments. We just released thirty songs, and we need to pay special attention to copyright recognition, sales, and signing agreements with major platforms, as well as cash flow."
"Listen up, everyone. Chen Feng will be fine. I assure you with my integrity. However, he may not be able to come out for a while, so please make sure you do your jobs well and don't panic no matter what happens online."
Li Qingning was hosting Fengyu almost for the first time, but every word she said was professional and inspiring.
Because everyone knows that the biggest mountain in their Wind Whisper group, besides Chen Feng, is also the girl in front of them, whose temperament and appearance are both exceptional.
"Everyone should stay at their posts. There may be a lot of malicious comments online in the next few days, and even more serious things may happen, but these are all temporary. Chen Feng did hit someone, but the truth is not as simple as everyone knows at the moment."
She was reassuring everyone, and all of this was not at Chen Feng's behest, but rather her own doing.
For Chen Feng, whether a company collapses or its employees fall apart is of little concern, because he is a walking trump card. For Li Qingning, billions or hundreds of billions are nothing in her eyes, and even fame and fortune are the same.
People who are born on a mountaintop are already used to everything below.
Many people at the bottom of society have comforted themselves by saying that those at the top of the mountain will never know the scenery along the way from the foot of the mountain to the top, but that's nonsense.
Those at the bottom can only climb upwards on their own two feet, while those at the top can take a cable car down and then take another cable car up. As for the scenery along the way, well, that's something the people at the top can change however they want.
But why did Li Qingning come back to stabilize Fengyu? Perhaps it stems from a girlish heart. To put it bluntly, this company was started by her and Chen Feng together, and what she wanted was the meaning behind it, not the company itself.
After speaking with everyone, she had just returned to her office when the phone rang.
"dad!"
At that moment, Li Jingchang was in the villa, and Wu Ma had put a plate of fruit on his plate.
"Qingning, what have you been doing these past few days? You haven't been home."
"I've started a company, I'm busy."
Li Qingning gave a casual reply.
"You're lying to me, aren't you? Come back right now, Dad has something to ask you."
"Alright, I also have something to do. I was originally going to look for Grandpa, but since you're back, it's the same to look for you."
Li Qingning smiled, hung up the phone, picked up her white coat, and went downstairs.
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Back at the villa, after getting out of the car, several men in black kept greeting me along the way.
"Hello, Miss!"
"Miss, you're back."
"Miss, Mr. Li is waiting for you in living room number three."
"Okay, I understand."
Li Qingning, wearing high heels, walked straight into the huge villa.
As soon as she entered the living room, Aunt Wu greeted her and asked with concern, "Miss, you're back. Have you had breakfast? Shall I prepare some lean meat porridge for you?"
"No need, Aunt Wu, I've already eaten."
Li Qingning quickly waved her hand.
At that moment, Li Jingchang put down his phone, looked at his beloved daughter, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong with you? Your eyes are so red. Didn't you sleep?"
"I really didn't sleep well. I spent the night at the police station. How could I possibly sleep well?"
Li Qingning lay on the sofa and said lazily.
"Police station?"
Li Jingchang's expression changed on the spot.
"Who the hell dared to take my daughter to the police station? Tell me, who was it?"
"Alright, alright, I've already let him out. Besides, I called Grandpa, what's the rush?"
Li Qingning said.
Li Jingchang was stunned, his face still looking rather grim. His precious son had been taken to the police station—what a serious matter!
Ever since his father called to say he had sold his daughter, he traveled thousands of miles by plane and train and just got back. He didn't even know about the uproar online.
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