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Chapter 291 Able to bend and stretch

As the absurd aftershocks of last night's Weibo Night subsided, news that the film and television department had offended Li Feng spread like wildfire among the group's top management in a very short time.

Fortunately, Lao Han has been in the industry for many years and is known for his smooth and considerate manners.

The directors and vice presidents of various departments had all received favors from him in some way, so at this critical moment, not many people were there to kick him while he was down and watch him make a fool of himself.

Upon hearing the news, Lao Chen, a longtime friend, rushed to the director's office of the film and television department.

"Old Han, what exactly happened?"

Old Chen sat down on the sofa, offered him a cigarette, and said with some concern, "Last night at the Olympic Sports Center, I heard from the chief programmer that when General Manager Li left, his expression was not quite right."

Old Han took the cigarette, sighed, and listlessly recounted the general events of last night to Old Chen.

"Old Chen, you have no idea how unlucky I've been!"

"Those money-grubbing brats insisted on generating revenue from ticket sales behind my back. The supervisory department already caught them this morning, but..."

At this point, Old Han's voice lowered, and his expression became somewhat grim:

"And the producer who secretly sold extra tickets to the audience... happens to be Bai Lu's cousin!"

White Road!

Upon hearing this name, Old Chen's hand paused slightly.

As the head of the game department, he was naturally familiar with the current small group of people playing the game "Link Link" led by Li Xin.

Although Bai Lu is relatively new to the profession, she is one of the young actresses who has recently gained Li Feng's favor.

"Bai Lu's cousin... no wonder the supervisors below didn't dare to investigate further."

Old Chen looked at Old Han with some sympathy, but then he frowned slightly, revealing a puzzled expression.

"It's really strange, though. Those poets from the Tang Dynasty are practically spoiled rotten by their bosses, yet none of them dare to put anyone into the company. How come Bai Lu dares to do it..."

"A college graduate, so shallow!" Old Han snorted heavily, his tone full of resentment.

"You can't just say things like that!"

Old Chen's expression changed instantly. He quickly interrupted Old Han's complaints and sternly scanned the office.

Startled by Old Chen's low shout, Old Han jumped.

Associate's degree!

Zhang Xinyu, the secretary, isn't she also a college graduate?!

"Cough... Look at my mouth! I deserve a beating! I deserve a beating!"

Old Han quickly coughed twice and hurriedly tried to make amends, saying, "Can one junior college degree be the same as another? Take Secretary Zhang, whom I admire most, for example. Although she also started with a junior college degree, she is now not only a master's student at Jinan University, but also President Li's junior college student."

"As the old saying goes, being born into poverty is not a disgrace; a true man is one who can bend and stretch."

Seeing Lao Han's survival instinct kicking in, Lao Chen looked at him with a half-smile:

"So, you, a grown man, are you going to have to humble yourself now?"

Old Han was a little confused: "What do you mean?"

"That Bai Lu, she's caused trouble this time, and she's definitely not the only one who'll suffer."

Old Chen exhaled a puff of smoke, his voice extremely low: "What do you think, Li..."

As soon as Li was uttered, Old Chen's gaze met Old Han's.

The two old foxes tacitly kept the rest of their words stuck in their throats.

"It'll lose its meaning if you say it out loud."

Old Chen patted his pants, stood up, and said, "I still have a few online tests of the new version to keep an eye on at the game department, so I won't bother you any longer. You can decide for yourself."

"Thanks for the advice, brother. I'll treat you to a drink sometime!" Old Han saw Old Chen off to the elevator.

After seeing Old Chen off, Old Han didn't dare to waste a second, knowing that Old Chen had left unsaid.

Bai Lu is one of Li Xin's men. If the boss really blames him for this, Li Xin will definitely not be able to escape responsibility!

Old Han plopped back down at the table and quickly dialed Li Xin's number.

……

at the same time.

At the foot of Zijin Mountain in Nanjing, in a villa area with extremely high security.

As a veteran of Haofeng Film & Television, and once the fifth most famous figure after the Tang Dynasty Poet Immortal, Li Xin is one of the very few artists in the company who owns his own independent villa.

Moreover, to facilitate Li Feng's summons at any time, her villa is only a five-minute drive from Zijinshan Manor.

At this moment, in the spacious and bright living room of the villa, Li Qin sat in the main seat of the sofa with a cold face.

On the carpet in front of her, Bai Lu was kneeling on the ground with red eyes, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably.

"Do you even know what you did wrong?!"

Li Xin slammed his hand on the coffee table in front of him, making a crisp, muffled sound.

Even though she usually has a good temper, at this moment, looking at this girl who has caused such a huge disaster right under her nose, she was furious.

"Sister Qinqin... I really know I was wrong." Bai Lu bit her lower lip, tears streaming down her face, but she was still trying to make amends.

"But he's the only son in my family. My aunt goes to my mom every day crying and complaining that my cousin can't even find a decent job back in our hometown. My mom is pressuring me to help him. How can I not help him...?"

"Help? What are you going to offer to help?!"

Li Xin, enraged, laughed coldly and pointed at her nose, shouting, "Do you want to drag all of us down with you?!"

"Bai Lu, wake up! Do you really think that just because you've played a few leading roles, you have the right to engage in illicit affairs within the company?!"

"If it weren't for your face, which looks somewhat like mine, do you think you'd be where you are today?"

"I'm telling you this now, we can still play this connect-the-dots game even if we're short one player!"

This warning shattered all of Bai Lu's hopes.

She remembered the legends about Mr. Li's methods and began to panic.

"Sister Qinqin! I was wrong! I really know now!"

Under Li Xin's indifferent gaze, Bai Lu hurriedly took out his phone and dialed his cousin's number.

"You worthless piece of trash! Now! Right now! Get out of Haofeng! Never again ever show your face in Jinling, and never again in the company!!"

Bai Lu cried and smashed the phone on the ground.

She knew that if Li Qin didn't protect her today, her life at Haofeng would be over soon.

Amidst suppressed sobs echoing in the living room.

"Ding-dong—"

The access control at the outer gate clicked softly.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Yuxi, the secretary, walked in with a cold expression.

Hearing the sound of high heels, Bai Lu trembled and lowered her head even further.

Zhang Yuxi ignored the disheveled Bai Lu and walked straight to Li Xin, placing an ebony box on the coffee table.

"Qinqin, the boss has given instructions."

"Give this to her."

After saying that, Zhang Yuxi didn't linger for a second and turned to leave the villa.

The living room returned to calm.

When Li Xin opened the box, he saw a finely crafted nail lying quietly inside.

Li Feng's meaning is self-evident.

Since the rules have been broken, we must learn our lesson.

Li Xin closed the box, and looking at Li Yitong and Sun Yi not far away, the gentleness in her eyes was gone.

"Yitong, Xiaoyi."

"Come and lend a hand."

"Make sure you press the white road firmly."