Bai Qianmo finally finished processing the mountain of documents piled up on her desk. In two days, she had gained a complete understanding of the internal situation and the employees of Fansheng.
Currently, Fansheng appears to be a single company, but in reality, its shareholders and employees have been secretly divided into two factions.
Among them, several employees and artists who came from Tengyue formed one faction.
The other faction consists of Ma Weimin and the employees and artists he brought in.
The two factions have been secretly vying for resources.
During the two months she was in a coma, most of the advertising endorsements, variety show appearances, and scripts that had come to her were forcibly withheld by Ma Weimin, with Cai Minmin and An Weiya, whom he was heavily promoting, benefiting the most.
In business, Bai Qianmo has always been a meticulous person; if someone takes advantage of her even a little, she will take back tenfold.
She will take back all the resources that were taken from her sooner or later.
Bai Qianmo held a cup of coffee and sat in her chair, lost in thought for a while.
A cold light gradually gathered in his calm, expressionless eyes.
I picked up my phone from my desk and made an international call.
The call was answered quickly.
"Hello." A deep male voice came from the other end.
"Brother Ye, you missed me, didn't you? I was just thinking that you must feel like something's missing in your life these past few days since we haven't contacted each other. I had just thought that when you called me. Don't you think we're like that... what's that idiom again? Oh, telepathy."
Compared to the man's excitement on the other end of the phone, Bai Qianmo remained silent.
"You spread the word in the US that Ye Bai has a new painting that will soon be released in China."
"Huh? Brother Ye, are you short of money again?"
As far as he knew, Ye Ge didn't seem to be particularly enthusiastic about painting; it was just one of her many skills.
The painting "The Other Shore Flower" made him famous overnight. Everyone was curious about who this mysterious painter Ye Bai was. Based on the artistic conception and superb skill of "The Other Shore Flower", many people guessed that the person who could paint this masterpiece must be an elderly man.
Only those who have accumulated decades of experience and talent can create a three-dimensional world from two-dimensional scenery.
However, people overlook the fact that genius does not require years of accumulation.
No one would know that the creation of "The Other Shore Flower" was simply because Ye Ge and his partner were short of funds when they started their business on Wall Street, so Ye Ge spent one night creating this painting to raise money...
Therefore, when Brother Ye is about to emerge from seclusion again as Ye Bai, Jayne subconsciously feels that she is short of money.
"Brother Ye, you're a billionaire, I really don't understand why you had to start from scratch when you returned to China. The few thousand yuan you had was borrowed from me, and it seems you haven't paid it back yet. But it's okay, we're in a relationship, who's going to give to whom? How much do you need this time? I'll lend it to you."
"I don't need money, you just need to do as I say."
"Not short of money? Heh, that's strange. Someone offered tens of millions of dollars for a painting from you before, and you weren't moved. You said you didn't have time to waste on a work that could be completed in a few hours, because you can make that much money in the stock market in an hour. Why are you willing to paint this time?"
Bai Qianmo was getting a little impatient.
"You have so many questions."
"People are just curious."
"fishing!"
"Huh? Fishing?" Jayne was taken aback.
Using Ye Bai's identity to fish?
The person who could get Brother Ye to reveal this identity must be a big fish, right?
It really piqued his curiosity.
“Okay, leave it to me. Tomorrow I’ll make sure everyone in the US… no, the whole world knows that Ye Bai is coming out of seclusion.”
*
evening
Bai Qianmo returned to the research institute
When Gu Teng saw her return, it was like seeing a lifeline.
"Miss Qianmo, you're finally back."
Seeing Gu Teng's anxious expression, Bai Qianmo frowned.
"Where is Fifth Brother?"
She immediately became worried about her fifth brother; no one else could make Gu Teng show such an expression.
“The master’s old illness has flared up again, and he has locked himself in his room for a whole day. Fang Shu and I went upstairs and knocked on the door several times, but there was no response from inside. However, the master had instructed that we were not allowed to enter his room without his permission.”
"So you still don't know Fifth Brother's current situation?"
Gu Teng nodded: "The master hasn't eaten anything all day. Aunt Xue has brought up breakfast, lunch, and dinner, but they've been sitting untouched."
Bai Qianmo felt somewhat displeased.
If the door is closed for a day, the person could easily fall into a coma.
Why didn't you call me about something so important?
She questioned him angrily as she quickened her pace upstairs.
Gu Teng followed closely behind: "It was the master's order not to disturb your work."
Bai Qianmo's initial anger instantly turned into deep guilt.
Whenever she had any problems, Fifth Brother would personally help her solve them, always like a big tree standing in front of her, sheltering her from the wind and rain.
But when something happened to him, his first thought was not to implicate himself.
Thinking about how she had been angry with him last night and was jealous of a woman from a hundred years ago, she felt very childish.
Thump thump thump...
She ran upstairs and arrived at Gu Jueye's door.
Knock on the door
It was very quiet inside.
I knocked on the door again, but still no one answered.
Just as Bai Qianmo was about to kick the door open, a crisp "click" sounded, and the locked door slowly opened.
Suddenly, a pale and haggard face came into view.
"I'm back."
While Bai Qianmo was still in a daze, the man spoke first. He was very weak, but when he saw the girl in front of him, a warm light instantly appeared in his cold, expressionless eyes.
"Well, how are you feeling? I heard you haven't eaten all day. You're already quite weak, and if you don't eat, your immune system will get even weaker. Why don't you take care of yourself?"
Bai Qianmo's scolding didn't displease the man; on the contrary, he seemed quite happy.
Gu Teng coughed and said, "You guys chat, I'll go and get back to work."
He wisely turned around and disappeared in a flash.
The man gently took Bai Qianmo's hand and led her into the house.
The door closed with a click.
Bai Qianmo looked towards the bed; the blanket was partially lifted, and slippers were placed to the side.
She turned her gaze away and looked at the man's feet.
"Why did you get out of bed without shoes?"
Gu Jueye walked back to the bedside and sat down, then pulled Bai Qianmo onto his lap.
"I heard the person knocking on the door was very angry, so I didn't have time to think about it."
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