I made up my mind that only by going to a higher place can I be safer...
The next morning, Wei Jing received a call from the police saying that Liu Shixing had been arrested for assault and kidnapping. He had an affiliation with Xingyu Feiyu, so he asked him about the situation.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the president's office could only be described as terrifying. Even Lan Qin, the assistant who knew the president's situation best, didn't dare to speak, and the others were even more silent.
"Are you fucking sick?! I told you to keep an eye on this guy and make him borrow money to pay off his debts, but what did you do?! Huh? Tell me, what stupid things did you do?!" Wei Jing slammed the wooden table loudly.
The people under his command didn't dare to say a word, and they all huddled together, fearing that they would be singled out and criticized.
"No one's saying anything, right?! Okay, now, start from left to right, and tell me one by one. Anyone who says the same thing as the person before you, pack up and get out immediately!!"
"I'll tell you! I'll tell you!" A quick-witted person, with elderly parents and young children to support, was terrified of being fired, so he spilled the beans. "At first, we took turns watching him. He'd be squatting near that shabby neighborhood from morning till night, saying he was waiting for his friend. About two weeks went by, and when his friend didn't show up, we asked him about it, and he finally laid it all out: his friend had cut ties with him, and he couldn't borrow any money."
"So you introduced him to a sponsor? If someone didn't know, they would think Xingyu Feiyu was a brothel!" Wei Jing was furious.
"No, we didn't introduce him. Liu Shixing said that at a dinner party last year, Mr. Chen privately proposed to keep him, and the price could be negotiated to one million a month, so that he could pay it off in a year..." another person continued.
"He made several appointments with Mr. Chen and sent us photos showing that the balance on the card was over 300,000... You said that he should pay off his debts, but you didn't say that you couldn't let him accompany guests to pay off their debts..." another person continued.
"Someone wanted to keep him last year, so why was he being so arrogant last year?! You should have just said it earlier, and get out of here sooner!"
"This...we don't know..."
It is true that Wei Jing is a homosexual, but he separates his love life and work very clearly, and he cannot get along with most of his peers in the circle.
For example, Mr. Chen is popular with both men and women and has played with countless artists. As for his character, he is better than nothing.
Wei Jing could openly invite him to eat, drink, and have fun, but in reality, apart from discussing business, there was no further interaction between them.
Whether it's him or Mr. Chen, which one of them isn't a thousand-year-old demon with eight hundred minds? No one would believe that Mr. Chen had no other purpose in sponsoring Liu Shixing.
Therefore, what Mr. Wei least wanted to see was, first, Liu Shixing revealing the company and project's foundation to Mr. Chen, and second, revealing Mr. Chen's dirty deeds to the police, which in turn would offend Mr. Chen and ruin the subsequent cooperation between the two parties.
Wei Jing carefully managed his emotions, suppressed his anger, and turned to Lan Qin, saying, "Find someone reliable to meet Liu Shixing. This unlucky guy is now alone. As the saying goes, the barefoot are not afraid of the shod. Make sure he explains himself to the police. Don't worry about anything else."
Lan Qin nodded: "Then, Mr. Chen's side..."
Wei Jing's expression was serious: "Let him hang out for now. I'll treat him to a meal after the new drama starts filming."
After a group of people walked out of the office, Wei Xiaoming, who was on winter vacation, walked in quietly.
"How many times have I told you? If you don't pay more attention to it while walking, how can you have a good manners?" Wei Jing was just about to drink some tea to moisten his throat, but when he saw Wei Xiaoming, he couldn't help but say something to him.
"Godfather." Wei Xiaoming walked up behind him and gently massaged his shoulders. "I feel sorry for Liu Shixing. I heard that he was raised by his great aunt, who died of a serious illness last winter. He was not in good condition during that time, so..."
"You sympathize with him?" Wei Jing turned his chair halfway around so he was face to face with Wei Xiaoming. "Have you forgotten? That time he took you to a bar with a bunch of thugs, ordered overpriced drinks and had no money to pay for them, and almost made you pay off the debt as well?"
"It was an accident. My phone was stolen and I couldn't pay the bill."
"Oh, accident? That was an accident, but not this time. If you knew what he did, you wouldn't be able to speak well of him."
"What did he do?"
"He brought people to beat and kidnap Wen Zichuan, nearly killing him."
“Huh?! Why??”
"What a coincidence, do you remember Teacher Cheng?"
"Of course, a tall, handsome, and very elegant cultural relic restorer."
Wei Jing frowned. Why did this guy have so many compliments when mentioning other men? "Liu Shixing is his ex, and your teacher Wen is his current one."
"Huh? Hmm...their styles are somewhat similar, and their voices are both very nice." Wei Xiaoming tilted his head and shook his arm. "Godfather, let's go see Teacher Wen. I'm a little worried."
Wei Jing couldn't stand his coquettishness: "You sympathize with Liu Shixing, but you're also worried about Wen Zichuan. Which side are you on?"
Wei Xiaoming shook his head: "I'm not Teacher Xiao Cheng, so I don't take sides. But, you want Teacher Wen to act with me, so of course I hope he's okay."
"There's nothing we can do about you. Let's go to the hospital."
Since it’s the morning visiting time, there aren’t too many people coming in and out of the ward at this time.
Wen Zichuan was still lying on the IV drip, and Cheng Sizhou was sitting on a low stool beside him, peeling fruit for him.
In order to take care of Zichuan, he took a day off, and together with the next two weekends, he made up a total of three days.
Although he was only hired for one day, it meant that all the restoration work of the tri-color porcelain fell on Yu Ming. Even if two people were transferred, they would come to learn under the pretext of job transfer and would not be able to help Senior Brother Yu much.
He has to work and lead people, I'm afraid he will have to work non-stop for the next three days.
When asking for leave, Cheng Sizhou felt particularly guilty. After all, the ones injured and hospitalized were not his parents, nor his master and his mistress. So who else was worthy of his sleepless watch and care?
Yu Ming was not stupid either. He did not "dig deep into the matter". He just hurriedly said, "I have something to tell you when you come back", hung up the phone and got back to work.
“Teacher Wen—!” Wei Xiaoming walked into the ward and saw the bruises on his face that had not yet faded. He screamed in surprise, “Your face…”
Wen Zichuan turned his head and covered it with the quilt and pillow: "Don't look at it, it's very ugly."
Cheng Sizhou had politely declined Wei Jing countless times, and when they suddenly met, he felt an indescribable awkwardness.
Wei Jing took the initiative to speak: "Don't be nervous, I will accompany Xiaoming to see Teacher Wen."
"Godfather, Teacher Wen...it won't delay my joining the group, right..." Wei Xiaoming looked at Wei Jing, his eyes full of worry.
Cheng Sizhou didn't know much about their work. When he heard the words "join the group", he thought it was a new project: "You guys chat first, I'll go add some hot water." As he said that, he picked up two large kettles and went out.
Wei Jing said to Wei Xiaoming: "You go and help as well. I need to talk to Teacher Wen alone."
Wei Xiaoming nodded obediently: "Okay."
Only Wen Zichuan and Wei Jing were left in the ward. President Wei took off his leather gloves, walked to the bed, and flicked his jaw with his warm index finger: "You're injured like this, tsk."
"Disappointing, right? If you're still not well after the New Year, you won't be able to join the group."
"So, you've already decided to join Xingyu Feiyu? But because of your injury, you can't appear on camera?"
Wen Zichuan was stunned for a moment, then slowly retracted his gaze.
Perhaps he was misled by Wei Xiaoming's words "delaying his joining the group". In fact, he never agreed to sign with Xingyu Feiyu and then bear the 5 million yuan penalty.
But he had to admit that a sentence uttered casually could best prove the underlying thoughts.
From this angle, the ward door had a small transparent window, partially obscured by a dark shadow. If I was right, it was the bodyguards stationed outside—both President Wei and Wei Xiaoming had bodyguards accompanying them.
Although the bodyguards' presence made them lose a little freedom, they also gained great security.
Thinking about the series of "heart-wrenching" events last night, no matter how Wen Zichuan tried to cover it up or comfort others, the grievances, humiliations and injuries he suffered had already carved a bottomless pit in him, making him tremble with confusion about the unknown future and ashamed of the compromises made by his lover.
If you want to live a good life, you can't allow something like this to happen again.
He desperately needs great security.
"After signing with Xingyu Feiyu, can I still do dubbing?" Wen Zichuan asked without hope.
"Of course." Wei Jing stared at him while he was thinking. Wen Zichuan's innate sense of brokenness and tenacity were perfectly blended, and he had great potential to become a hit. "We'll package you as an amphibious artist. Acting in your original voice will become a very popular label for you. The only thing we need to consider is avoiding the subject matter. For example, if the drama you and Xiaoming are starring in is during the promotion period, you can't take other dual-male lead dramas, even dubbed dramas."
This is not difficult to understand. The audience during the promotion period is very sensitive and has the strongest purchasing power. If their emotional appeals cannot be catered to, it will easily lead to a decline in reputation and affect subsequent business activities.
Wen Zichuan was in pain and could only move his lips slightly when speaking: "I understand. I'll go talk to Mr. Jin after I return to work."
Wei Jing nodded: "Recover from your injuries and don't stress yourself out. Liu Shixing has already suffered the consequences of his actions, so I'm sure President Jin won't be too embarrassed."
You see, this is the benefit of having power, money and influence. I have been carrying pressure for so long, but when President Wei says it, it is just such an understatement.
In the hospital corridor, Cheng Sizhou was walking back carrying two large bottles of hot water. In order to make it easier to talk to him, Wei Xiaoming "backed up" in front of him.
Although President Wei had ordered Wei Xiaoming to come over to help, Cheng Sizhou wasn't so blind as to not even have that much foresight. How could he really let Young Master Wei do any hard work? Not to mention the two bodyguards following behind, staring intently, it was quite scary.
"Actually, I can do these. When I was a child, the stove was not even taller, so I had to wash clothes and cook by myself." Wei Xiaoming smiled embarrassedly.
"No way? How could Mr. Wei be willing to do that?" Cheng Sizhou chatted with him casually, at least talking about something else could reduce some of his anxiety.
"I didn't know my godfather at that time. He bought me when I was twelve."
"Buy?" Cheng Sizhou paused. What did he mean by buy? Kidnapping a child?
"You can't understand it either, right?" Wei Xiaoming scratched his head and smiled even more bitterly. "Except for Sister Lanqin, no one else can quite understand it."
"It's not that I don't understand, it's illegal." Cheng Sizhou was speechless. Wei Jing looked so elegant, how come everything he said and did were illegal and criminal?
"Then, will godfather be arrested and sent to jail?"
"Do you want him to go to jail?"
"I……"
Seeing Wei Xiaoming lowering his head and hesitating, Cheng Sizhou was confused for a moment. What was the relationship between them?
Wei Jing was indeed nice to Wei Xiaoming, but love is love and law is law. If the child was really abducted, how sad would his biological parents be?
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