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Chapter 938 - 681 Restoring Order_2

Chapter 938: 681 Restoring Order_2

"Immediately change the legal representative; I have no desire to let them bother me anymore. Just like that."

"Click."

The phone call was cut off.

Who cares if there’s a deluge?

Even if the entire entertainment industry were to burn, it wouldn’t concern her in the slightest.

Miss Shi had always held prejudices against the entertainment industry and never hid that fact.

Entertain till death.

From her perspective, and her stature,

this industry was filled with bizarre, filthy currents, and it couldn’t create any social value.

Even now, they couldn’t even shoot a drama properly, treating the audience like fools, losing even the most basic professional dedication.

A clean-up would be good.

Harsh medicine for serious illness, stringent laws in chaotic times, this lawn has rotted to its roots. Without a burn, how can new sprouts emerge?

It still has to be this lady.

Decisive and resolute.

Able to withstand pressure.

By now, many people must be restless.

Jiang Chen wasn’t surprised when Shi Qianxi called. After all, more and more people were getting involved, and just because Yin Dailan and Huang Zhongshuo couldn’t react in time didn’t mean the others affected were the same.

However, what surprised Jiang Chen was that even Pei Yunxi, who was overseas filming a movie, also made a call.

"I saw Li’er at Dong University a few days ago. She’s doing well and it seems she’s even put on some weight."

Jiang Chen said quite naturally, demonstrating keen observational skills.

But of course, the call wasn’t just to chat about family matters.

"Don’t you think you’ve made a big deal out of a small issue?"

Jiang Chen fell silent, then asked, "You know about it too?"

He said earnestly, "I’m just fulfilling a boss’s duties. If my artists are bullied, it’s my responsibility to seek justice for them."

"Is it her who asked you to do it?"

"Who?"

"That Goryeo female idol?"

Jiang Chen quickly denied it. They were all artists from the same company; such misunderstandings couldn’t occur.

"No, she didn’t even want me to know about it. If Yin Dailan hadn’t gone too far, I wouldn’t have done this. Do you know how excessive Yin Dailan has been?"

"I do."

Jiang Chen furrowed his brows, "Who told you?"

"Yang Ni."

Jiang Chen was surprised. Yang Ni, the boss of Honey, was also a first-tier actress in the entertainment industry. Although she hadn’t interrupted her acting career, like Huang Zhongshuo, she could no longer be simply seen as an artist.

"She’s not also evading taxes, is she?"

Jiang Chen asked, half-joking, half-probing.

Taxes, not only an important source of a country’s finances but also a means to balance social inequality.

Ordinary people might not feel it much, thinking it’s just a little tax, no big deal, but for the wealthy, it’s a different story.

The higher the income, the heavier the tax.

In democratic Western countries, taxes on the wealthy could reach 40 percent.

That is to say, forty percent of one’s income has to go towards taxes.

It’s not a small amount, so wealthy people always try to evade taxes by all means at their disposal.

The entertainment industry is undoubtedly a high-income group.

And Yang Ni is one of the best among them.

Her annual income is certainly more than Yin Dailan; whether she has similar behaviors, it’s hard to say.

"No."

Pei Yunxi was frank and direct, "It was Huang Zhongshuo who called her."

Jiang Chen suddenly understood.

That Master Huang was indeed clever and quite capable.

He also knew how to use that connection.

"...If you had made this call two days earlier, maybe something could have been done. But you’ve seen the situation now; the public is enflamed, beyond my control."

Jiang Chen responded.

Pei Yunxi understood. This was just a polite refusal.

Public fervor?

The power of public opinion isn’t as invincible as one might imagine.

Even with the flames roaring, some people could still turn the situation around, altering the course of events.

"What you’re doing is not beneficial to the company’s development."

Jiang Chen certainly understood that logic. Unveiling this layer of darkness was tantamount to offending the entire entertainment circle.

"Anyway, once this movie is finished, there should be nothing to stop you; you won’t be affected."

Pei Yunxi fell silent, then said, "The company isn’t just me."

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, feeling a warm current passing through his heart.

The other party wasn’t calling to plead; she was expressing concern for him.

With Pei Yunxi’s personality, expecting her to utter sentimental words was wishful thinking. Her expressing this much was already quite admirable.

"You have a point, but it’s come to this..."

"Do you really intend to let so many people be ruined?"

As long as no one else adds fuel to the fire, this commotion will naturally die down slowly. Pei Yunxi was very clear about that.

Why did these events, which didn’t just happen today, suddenly become so explosive now when they were previously unaddressed?

Without anyone fanning the flames, those trapped within would naturally find a way to extinguish the fire, and it wasn’t a particularly difficult task.

"Ruined."

Jiang Chen mumbled the phrase, then heaved a light sigh, "Don’t you think this industry needs to be set right?"

Pei Yunxi fell silent for a moment before asking, "Are you the disciplinary committee of the entertainment circle?"

Jiang Chen was speechless.

"Hung up."

Jiang Chen was startled and quickly said, "Wait."

He asked in confusion, "Is that all?"

"Yang Ni probably wanted you to plead on behalf of Yin Dailan, didn’t she? And you didn’t mention a word of it?"

"Is there any hope for her?"

Pei Yunxi’s tone was calm,

Jiang Chen silently chuckled.

Indeed.

No matter how long or to whom the fire spread, at the very least Yin Dailan, the one who was first ignited, definitely couldn’t come out unscathed.

Paying back taxes, retiring from acting, and fading from the entertainment circle was now her best outcome.

"One never knows. If you were to plead for her, perhaps I might..."

"How are you, as the boss, going to explain this to the rest of your employees?"

Pei Yunxi countered.

This "other employee" was likely referring to Jin Zhuxuan.

Jiang Chen suddenly found himself at a loss for words and felt an odd sensation internally.

Was the other party jealous?

"The company needs to diversify its development, which is why we’re bringing in foreign artists. It’s beneficial for tapping into the international market..."

Jiang Chen answered off-topic.

"Are you trying to get me to invest?"

Jiang Chen paused, playing along with the joke, "That’s not out of the question. Why not let’s talk about it?"

Pei Yunxi was now a bona fide wealthy woman, the owner of a super-fashion conglomerate. Casting her eyes across the entire entertainment industry, probably no one could compare.

Although K.E. Group had been besieged at the time, its stock price shaken and it had taken quite a hit, it had not yet fully recovered. But a lean camel is bigger than a horse, and its current market value also exceeds a hundred billion.

Thinking this way,

Jiang Chen suddenly felt a sense of imbalance.

Why was everyone richer than him?

"Fine, let’s talk about it then, if I do it, I want to be the major shareholder."

Jiang Chen grinned, "Then why don’t I just sell all of CX to you?"

"That’s not out of the question either."

Jiang Chen laughed, "Then when you come back, let’s discuss it in detail. How long until you return?"

Pei Yunxi was silent.

Was it that she was afraid to come back?

In the past, he had been quite the gentleman.

No.

Even calling it gentlemanly was an understatement.

Involuntarily, Jiang Chen’s thoughts drifted back to the scene where she had "thrown herself into his arms."

As he reminisced, a wave of emotions surged in his heart.

"I should be able to finish before the new year."

A voice came through the phone, even across thousands of miles, that delightful voice still made one’s heart skip a beat.

Hearing this, Jiang Chen realized.

Unintentionally, it seemed the new year was approaching once again.

"Then when you come back, I’ll throw you a celebration feast."

At the same time.

On the other side of the map.

"Sha City station is arriving, passengers disembarking at Sha City station, please take your belongings and prepare to leave the train."

The high-speed train decelerated smoothly, coming to a stop at the platform.

Some passengers stood up, gathering their luggage.

"Beep... Beep... Beep..."

The doors of the train carriages opened slowly.

Passengers from all corners of the world stepped out and set foot on the platform.

Some returned to their hometowns.

Others arrived in a foreign land.

"Welcome to Sha City."

A sign hung on the platform.

The short-haired woman who emerged from the train was alone, her unusually fair face calm and serene. She raised her hand to adjust the duck-bill hat on her head as she moved with the crowd towards the exit.