Chapter 76 Pieces and Items
"Xiao Yuqing has been kidnapped?" Li Ran's face was full of disbelief.
The cigarette in Brother Zhao's hand had burned down to the end. He was suddenly scalded by the scalding heat and only then did he come to his senses. He stubbed out the cigarette in his hand.
When was she tied up?
Didn't they send us a mass message yesterday asking for money?
The companion who went to find the unfamiliar waiter looked serious as he pushed open the door and entered. "I asked the KTV manager, and they all said they didn't remember hiring a waiter like that."
"What about the surveillance cameras?" Brother Zhao asked.
"Several surveillance cameras were damaged, but one of them captured the waiter's back."
"I filmed that man getting into a taxi through the back door, and I wrote down the license plate number." His companion recounted all the information he had found to Brother Zhao.
Li Ran chuckled awkwardly twice. "Could that be an accomplice that Xiao Yuqing hired, who orchestrated this bizarre kidnapping?"
Brother Zhao was in a terrible mood due to the series of confusing events, and he was no longer in the mood for jokes. "Let's see if we can find anything by following that license plate?"
Li Ran stopped talking.
"By the way, Brother Zhao, have you made contact with Young Master Song yet?" After a while, Li Ran asked, "Young Master Ji got into trouble, and it seems we've been dragged into this too... Young Master Song can't just ignore this, can he?"
Brother Zhao, clutching the long-extinguished cigarette butt, looked irritated. "Don't even mention it. Young Master Song refuses to see us. It's been that special assistant who's been handling things... That special assistant is so glib. He keeps saying that Young Master Song will definitely help, but so far, nothing has happened."
“Brother Zhao, we need to find a way out for ourselves…” Li Ran said solemnly. “If this matter really alerts the cops, we’ll all have to take the blame for Young Master Song.”
"Originally, we wanted to make Xiao Yuqing a scapegoat, but given her current situation..."
Brother Zhao made a decision: "We still need to find the group that kidnapped Xiao Yuqing first and test how much they know about us."
“If the other party is easy to manipulate…” a ruthless glint flashed in Brother Zhao’s eyes, “then they’ll be a ready-made scapegoat!”
"Get our brothers in the underworld moving. Go find out where that license plate is right away. Also, contact Brother Tao and ask him to bring a few more thugs."
"in case."
...
The news about Ji Chen's death in a drunk driving accident remains a hot topic.
The related entries are about the case of Ji Chen's fatal car accident during his university years being brought up again, and how the Ji family bribed a scapegoat to take the blame.
The Ji family's reputation was instantly ruined.
Many people even speculated that Ji Chen's ironic death was retribution for his arrogance and domineering behavior in his youth.
Another trending topic revealed that financial genius Song Wenxian and Ji Chen were very close friends in college, and many comments questioned whether Song Wenxian was cut from the same cloth.
Song Wenxian's reputation is also in jeopardy.
Luo Huayi's public relations team had obtained audio evidence that had definitively killed Song Wenxian, but based on the principle of maximizing profits, they remained inactive, waiting for the hype to reach its peak.
“Young Master Song, it’s best if we don’t come forward to intimidate netizens right now,” the public relations manager said seriously. “We’re not sure if the other side has any dirt on you. If we act rashly, we’ll only give them the upper hand.”
Song Wenxian held her breath and said, "So, according to you, I can only let them curse me now?"
"Can't you see how low the company's stock price has plummeted? If we keep putting up with this, we'll all be starving!!!"
"Go tell the legal department to sue those marketing accounts first, to make an example of them..."
The person in charge couldn't hold back any longer and interrupted Song Wenxian, "Young Master Song, the current situation is indeed unfavorable to us. My suggestion is that it's better to guide than to block."
"If you rashly involve the legal department, it might provoke a backlash from the public. If you are truly innocent and have absolutely no connection to the speculations circulating online, then it's fine."
"But what if the media outlets supported by the Luo family weren't just releasing a smokescreen, but were actually..."
“You understand better than I do the consequences of this matter escalating to a public level.”
Song Wenxian's eyes were practically spitting fire, but he could clearly see the distrust and suspicion in the person in charge's eyes.
But the role he played in this matter...
Song Wenxian forced himself to calm down, "Is it better to guide than to block? What solutions do you have?"
Seeing that Song Wenxian was still willing to listen to advice, the person in charge breathed a sigh of relief. "Our public relations team will first send in online trolls to help you fade out of the public eye. You can also contact Mr. Luo to see if you can make concessions or settle things with money."
"At least I think that a company as large as the Luo family won't easily get involved. Since their public relations team has chosen to openly oppose you, there's a 70-80% chance that they have something real to offer."
Song Wenxian's chest heaved violently before he finally slumped into his office chair, his voice utterly exhausted, "Let me think about it."
The public relations manager was a big shot he poached at great expense after his rebirth and rise to prominence.
Song Wenxian has no room for doubt about his status and achievements in the public relations industry.
There was a soft knock on the door.
Song Wenxian looked towards the doorway; it was Sang Xing.
The public relations manager put away his proposal materials, got up and left. "Mr. Song, the golden time for public relations is these few days... Please consider my proposal as soon as possible."
Song Wenxian waved his hand weakly.
"Young Master Song," Sang Xing said only after the person in charge had closed the door and left, "Zhao Jin has come to see me again."
Hearing that name again gave Song Wenxian a headache. "Why is he back? We haven't been in touch for so many years, how come he's back after Ji Chen died..."
Song Wenxian suddenly shut his mouth.
His hands and feet grew cold inch by inch.
Yes, it all started with Ji Chen's death.
These old stories all started with Ji Chen's death and gradually spread to involve him.
“Young Master Song, I stopped him from seeing you the last few times, but this time…” Sang Xing’s expression changed from his usual slickness, and he looked uneasy. “Zhao Jin said that the pimp who used to get female students for Young Master Ji, named Xiao Yuqing… has been kidnapped.”
Song Wenxian's head exploded with a buzzing sound.
For the first time, he regretted his actions of trying to win over Ji Chen after his rebirth.
I can't believe I planted so many landmines in my own life!
“Young Master Song, I originally thought this matter had nothing to do with you, but Zhao Jin mentioned a few female students… saying that they were all done according to your instructions.”
"He also said... that Young Master Ji was there to avenge you and Miss Xin, and you were present and knew everything..."
Song Wenxian glanced coldly at the phone that Sang Xing timidly handed to her.
The phone displayed a message that Zhao Jin had sent to Sang Xing.
These are backups of several recordings from very early dates.
Hey Zhao, there's some clueless girl at our school who's wearing the same outfit as my crush, Song Ge. Help me find out who she is; I need to teach her a lesson.
That was Ji Chen's arrogant voice from his university days.
...
[Alright, Ji Chen, just teach her a lesson and let her know her place. There's no need to waste your time and energy on that kind of woman.]
It was Song Wenxian's calm and gentle voice.
"How can that be? Brother Song, you helped me settle such a huge car accident back then, your business is my business, don't worry! It would be a disgrace to me if I didn't have my way with her..."
Song Wenxian turned off the recording.
Each and every single incident, if it were to trend on social media, would be enough to warrant an investigation into him.
"What does Zhao Jin want?" Song Wenxian asked, her voice trembling with suppressed emotion, her eyes bloodshot, barely managing to hold back from flipping the table.
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