Chapter 446: New Officials Don’t Care About Old Accounts
"What?! You mean... the court has arrived at the company?! Then, then... what did Mr. Sheng say? Temporarily... suspend filming?!"
Yu Wei was shocked and asked, "Director Liu, what do you mean by pausing filming?!"
"I see."
Director Liu hung up the phone, his hands shaking: "Boss Xu, was it you who did this?"
Fang Li raised an eyebrow: "What is Director Liu referring to?"
“.......”
Fang Li smiled meaningfully, then turned to the people in her company and said, "Looks like the police won't be needed. Everyone, pack up and get ready to film!"
Yu Wei was still looking at Director Liu nervously.
Director Liu's face couldn't be any darker, and his mind was full of questions as he held the phone.
Why did the filming stop?!
"Director Liu, what happened?"
Director Liu stared at Xu Fangli, who looked calm and relaxed as she chatted and laughed softly with Zhou Yufan, with a puzzled look on his face. He said in a deep voice, "I don't know either. The producer said filming is temporarily suspended, but he didn't give a specific reason. Let's go back and talk about it later."
The crew of Shining Star evacuated quite quickly, and by the time they left, everyone on our side had moved in and was ready.
After watching the crew's car leave in disgrace, the entire set suddenly erupted in cheers.
The members of the second filming team looked at Xu Fangli with admiration in their eyes. They didn't expect that their usually elegant and silent Mr. Xu would be so handsome when he got ruthless.
Zhou Yufan asked: "Why did you file the lawsuit in advance?"
Xu Fangli smiled: "I can't help it. I can't bear it."
Zhou Yufan laughed.
Fang Li glanced at her phone. "Lawyer Deng is even more efficient than I expected. Our battle with Yaoxing and Yu Jewelry has officially begun."
Zhou Yufan raised his eyebrows: "Are you scared?"
Fang Li glanced at him directly.
Afraid?
Not to mention Yaoxing Media, even Yu’s Jewelry is not something to be afraid of.
If they dare to attack together, we can wipe them out in one fell swoop!
Xu Fangli straightened her sleeves and said, "I originally wanted to wait until Lawyer Deng was ready, and then choose a day when I wasn't in a good mood to take action, but now that they've come to my door..."
The phone vibrated. It was Han Xi.
"Okay, I'll have to trouble you to clean up the mess here, Senior. I have something to do so I'll have to leave first."
Fang Li said as she walked quickly out of the venue.
Zhou Yufan called out from behind, "You're not driving, how about I give you a ride?"
Fang Litou waved her hand without even turning back: "I'll take a taxi."
She hailed a taxi and as soon as she got in, Fang Li answered the video. After the screen stabilized, Han Xi's face appeared in the screen.
He was standing in an open space outdoors, with a gray building vaguely visible behind him. As the day progressed, the setting sun cast a warm glow on his angular outline.
He was wearing a black down jacket with the collar standing up and the zipper pulled all the way to his chin. Most of his jaw was wrapped inside, making his skin look cold and white.
"Where are you?"
Xu Fangli frowned. "Didn't you say you were going to Singapore for a meeting? Why are you out here in such cold weather?"
Han Xi seemed to switch hands and said, "I had to come out for a while because I had to investigate a new project."
He paused. "Miss me?"
At this moment, a series of "bang bang" sounds suddenly came from the background, like some kind of metal collision.
Fang Li's scalp tightened, and she sat up straight in an instant, alert: "What's that sound?"
"fireworks."
Han Xi remained calm, saying, "It seems the locals nearby are celebrating a festival."
"Missed me?"
He asked again, stroking the screen lightly with his thumb, as if he could touch her through the lens.
Fang Li had her doubts, but seeing the man's indifferent eyes, she knew he wouldn't tell her even if she asked, so she just followed his lead and said, "I do."
After a pause, she deliberately curled her lips and said, "I miss your braised pork ribs. We said we'd make them this weekend, but now it seems I'll have to wait."
There was another burst of dense "bang bang" sounds in the background, this time more frequent.
Han Xi's gaze briefly shifted away from the screen, then quickly returned: "I broke my promise. I'll make up for it when I get back."
He raised his lips, "And your favorite crab roe tofu."
"It's agreed?!"
Fang Li smiled, but the smile did not reach her eyes.
There is a flicker of worry hidden deep inside.
Behind Han Xi is the headquarters of Singapore’s street party.
Next door is the Sands Hotel, a hotel secretly opened by the street gang boss.
As the gunfire in the street party headquarters gradually subsided, the atmosphere in the hotel across the street became inexplicably tense.
In the conference room on the top floor of the Sands Hotel, Han Yi looked at his watch for the third time.
He arrived in Singapore yesterday afternoon.
After a secret meeting with the head of the street party last night, the two signed a letter of intent for cooperation. Today is the day set to sign the formal contract, but more than two hours have passed since the agreed time and the head has not yet appeared.
It was winter, but sweat dripped down Han Yi's carefully maintained temples, leaving dark marks on the collar of his Armani suit.
Outside the window is the dazzling city night view, but the room is filled with a suffocating sense of tension.
"When will Boss Bao arrive?" Han Yi wiped his forehead with a silk handkerchief and asked his confidant.
Just as the confidant was about to answer, the door of the conference room was suddenly kicked open.
Six tattooed strong men broke in with guns. The leader was not the agreed violent boss, but a young man with a scar on his face. Han Yi had met him last night. He was the second-in-command of the street gang, A Long.
Han Yi stood up suddenly, his chair making a dull sound on the carpet: "Along? Where's Boss Bao?"
Aaron grinned, revealing a gold tooth. "Brother Bao? He won't be able to make it to the meeting tonight."
"What do you mean?!" Han Yi was surprised.
Aaron, however, turned around and sat on the sofa in the main seat, picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it all in one gulp. He slouched on the sofa, made a gun gesture with his right hand, and smirked: "What do you say? Of course I can't come. Permanently."
Han Yi's face turned pale instantly.
Of course he understood the meaning of this gesture. The street gang boss he had carefully established a connection with was actually killed at this critical moment?!
"You...you?"
"Otherwise, isn't it obvious that I'm here?"
Han Yi tried to remain calm, but his fingers were shaking at his sides. "Do you know that your boss and I have already signed a memorandum of understanding? If you kill him, our cooperation will be terminated..."
"cooperate?"
Aaron laughed exaggeratedly, then suddenly changed his expression and grabbed Han Yi's tie, "Old man, do you think the new official will settle old scores?"
"Want to cooperate? Of course, talk to me."
Someone approached from behind, and the cold barrel of a gun pressed against Han Yi's temples, carrying the smell of gunpowder.
Han Yi clenched his hands on his knees suddenly, his legs went weak, and he almost fell to his knees off the sofa.
The asset transfer plan he had worked so hard for for so many years and took three months to negotiate, a transaction involving an overseas shell company worth 300 million US dollars, is just over like that?
"Long, Brother Long..."
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