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Chapter 464 - 464 438 Splendid

464: Chapter 438: Splendid 464: Chapter 438: Splendid If Huang Xin’er’s words just now were a depth charge, then this speech was simply an atomic bomb!

Not only were the media reporters blown away, losing their reactions for a moment, but Lin Songbai was so stunned he resembled an imbecile, feeling as if his brain had short-circuited.

“Producer Lin!

Producer Lin!

Could you say something, please?

Were your declaration at the Hilton hotel and your distressed expression all an act?”

“Producer Chen, did you come up with this idea just to get revenge on Liu Hun for being elected?”

“Producer Bai!

Someone saw you meeting with the president of Tianhua Group, Hong Decai, at a private club.

Does this mean Tianhua Group is also involved?”

“…”

Shock!

Astoundment!

Anger!

Fear!

Panic!

Everyone was sharing the same emotions at this moment; they hadn’t expected Huang Xin’er to turn against them at the most crucial moment.

“No!” Lin Songbai was the first to regain his composure, hurriedly addressing the media, “I have never been involved in this matter!

I do not know what is going on with this!

What I now want to say is…

Miss Huang Xin’er!

Your actions already constitute slander!”

The media reporters immediately shifted their focus back to Huang Xin’er.

With a cold smile, she said, “Is that so?!

Then let me show you!”

“Please turn on the Bluetooth systems on your phones!” a police officer said to the journalists present.

The reporters took out their phones and turned on Bluetooth, and Huang Xin’er quickly transferred something to their devices.

Inside a VIP room at the Hilton hotel, a group of people discussing how to frame Liu Hun appeared on everyone’s phone screens.

When the video showed Huang Xin’er tossing that fake object, all the reporters couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Chen Sike and others, looking at their phone screens, felt an icy chill in their limbs, their faces pale as death, a bunch of plotters against Liu Hun who had betrayed Huang Xin’er never expecting this woman to pull such a stunt.

“Hmph!

Chen Sike!

Do you think I’m a fool?

The money you verbally promised me—without any proof, would you give it to me afterward?

So…

I took precautions early on!” Huang Xin’er looked at Chen Sike with cold eyes that harbored nothing but hatred.

When Chen Sike had asked her to do this, she had given up hope and had even recorded a video of the plotters’ conversation to prevent Chen Sike from reneging later.

“Producer Lin!

What is your opinion on the content of this video?

Could you share what you are thinking right now?”

“Producer Lin, how would you rate your own acting?

Have you considered writing a song like ‘Iron Gate’ for yourself in there?”

“Producer Lin, what exactly caused you all to gang up and frame Manager Liu?

Is it due to envy or jealousy, or is there another reason?”

“…”

Facing the relentless bombardment of questions from the media, including some irrelevant prying from certain journalists, Lin Songbai lost his earlier poise.

His upper lip trembling against his lower, he shook uncontrollably like someone suffering from Parkinson’s disease, but couldn’t utter a single word.

The situation wasn’t much better for Chen Sike and the others; their faces were ashen, and they appeared stunned and at a loss, like a quartet who had seen a ghost.

“Cough cough!

Ladies and gentlemen of the media and friends from society!

The two thugs involved in the violence, one male and one female, were taken to the police station for detention and interrogation on the day of the incident, and they both confessed to the crime,” Mu Zhengrong addressed the media reporters and social figures.

It suddenly dawned on everyone—those hooded figures taken away by the police cars that day were not Liu Hun and Su Qingya after all!

“Furthermore, we have obtained relevant evidence, and now we will transfer these two individuals and these four so-called music producers to the judicial authorities for trial!” After concluding his words, Mu Zhengrong commanded the officers beside him, “Arrest them!”

Several officers arrested Lin Songbai and the other three on the spot, transforming from society’s leading activists to criminals in front of the flashing cameras, their heads hung in shame as they were escorted into the police station.

Liu Hun, sitting in the office, looked through the window as the dust settled and asked Zhong Xiao beside him, “How were those two thugs, the man and the woman, taken care of?”

“Don’t worry, Boss Liu, five hundred thousand each, and another five hundred after they get out.

They’ll still roll with me after release, guaranteed not to leak a word,” Zhong Xiao assured Liu Hun, then hesitated before adding, “Boss, there is one more thing…”

“Speak!” Liu Hun gestured for Zhong Xiao to continue.

Zhong Xiao went on, “One of the brothers inside sent a message saying that someone offered money to take you out once you were locked up.

Now that things have fallen through, that person, having heard about the events, has contacted us, willing to cooperate.”

“Hmph!

To take my life!” Liu Hun’s eyes narrowed slightly as he said, “Tell the people inside, I don’t want these four coming back out, money is no object.”

“Yes!

Rest assured, Boss Liu, I’ll take care of it!” said Zhong Xiao before leaving.

Liu Hun left the office and, accompanied by a police officer, made his way to the detention room.

“Clang,” the Iron Gate opened and four people stood up alertly.

“Please have a seat!

Don’t be shy!” Liu Hun beckoned the four to sit down.

Lin Songbai coldly stared at Liu Hun and said, “Liu Hun, do you think that by bribing Director Mu and Huang Xin’er, you can do anything to me?

At worst, it’s just defamation and false charges, a mere year and a half at most!

When that time comes, I can still come out and deal with you!”

“That’s right, Liu Hun!

Don’t be too arrogant!

The road ahead is long, we’ll see.

As soon as I get out, I’ll be sure to find someone to kill you!” Chen Sike said to Liu Hun fiercely.

But Jia Tianhao spoke with surprising calmness, “Liu Hun, how exactly did you do it?”

Liu Hun moved a stool over and recounted his entire story from beginning to end to the four men, who had not expected Liu Hun to have calculated everything so meticulously and ultimately send them to prison.

Liu Hun stood up, patting each of their shoulders in turn.

“I’m not omnipotent, I have to thank Producer Chen for this.

If you hadn’t completely broken Huang Xin’er’s heart, she wouldn’t have had her guard up against you and ended up leaving evidence.” After speaking, Liu Hun walked to the door and, the moment he shut the Iron Gate, left the four with one last line, “Be a better person in your next life!”

With a “clang,” the Iron Gate closed, leaving behind endless darkness.

In the evening, Liu Hun entertained Mu Zhengrong and his daughter to express his gratitude, though Mu Jin appeared to be somewhat downcast.

On the ride home, Liu Hun asked Lin Xiaoxiang, “Assistant Lin, is something wrong with Mu Jin?

Why does she look so down?” After speaking, he deliberately glanced at Shi Qing’er, who was sound asleep in the back seat.

Shi Qing’er had polished off Mu Jin’s homemade red wine, initially finding it sweet and pleasant, but before she even finished her meal, she claimed to see several Liu Huns swaying before her eyes, and then passed out on the dining table.

“Mu Jin is going to a military academy,” Lin Xiaoxiang told Liu Hun.

“Military academy?

Weren’t music her thing?

Why a military academy?

Is it her own choice?” Liu Hun asked, somewhat puzzled.

“Of course she’s not willing…

But her family has been in the military for generations, and Director Mu has always hoped she would follow suit in the military or police force.

However, she has loved music since she was young and has always resisted that choice.

Until…

this time, to persuade her father to help, she agreed to this condition,” Lin Xiaoxiang explained, pausing before adding, “Before, Mu Zhengrong was unwilling to get involved in our business, planning to have Mu Jin return the twenty million to you.

In the end, she traded her enrollment in the military academy to get Mu Zhengrong’s agreement to lend a hand.” After speaking, Lin Xiaoxiang took out a chip from her purse and handed it to Liu Hun, “This is from Mu Jin for you, she said you would understand the meaning behind it.”

Liu Hun took it and saw it was a four-dollar chip, and he immediately grasped its significance.

Liu Hun carefully pocketed the chip and accelerated home with a press of the gas pedal.

The next day, a deluge of media reports came rushing in.

Lin Xiaoxiang got up early to make breakfast, and laid out the magazines and newspapers she had bought on the coffee table.

While eating breakfast, Liu Hun read the newspapers.

From the headlines to the content, the media uniformly condemned Lin Songbai and the other three men.

Setting down the newspaper, Liu Hun knew that his cash machine—the Huaxia Music Producers Association—was now firmly in his grasp, with no one left to interfere.

“Ding ding ding…

ding ding ding…”

Just as Liu Hun put down the newspaper, the phone rang.

He saw it was Su Qingya calling and immediately answered, “Qingya, what’s up?”

Sitting aside, Lin Xiaoxiang listened quietly, her curious feminine mind eager to know what the two were talking about.

“Huang Xin’er is going to Korea for plastic surgery, and I want to accompany her.

Now that there’s no one causing trouble in the association, it should be fine for me to leave for a while!” Su Qingya said from the other end of the phone.

While Liu Hun was unclear why Su Qingya wanted to go along, he always chose to respect a woman’s choice, so he said, “Alright, just make sure you’re safe, call me if there’s any problem, and…

try to ensure Huang Xin’er retains her uniqueness.

It’s not the most important to be beautiful; to secure a foothold in the entertainment industry, one must have a face that people can remember.”

“Okay, I know what to do, I’ll make sure you’re satisfied; I’ll give you a surprise when I get back.

Bye!” Su Qingya sounded uniquely excited, and after speaking, she hung up the call.

Liu Hun put down the phone and asked Lin Xiaoxiang, “How is everything at the office building handled?”

Lin Xiaoxiang put down her soy milk and told Liu Hun, “The entire office building has been leased out, and the garden on the top floor is all fixed up.

Now the company just needs a name!”

Liu Hun did not expect that amidst so many events in recent days, Lin Xiaoxiang had managed the company’s affairs so strictly and orderly, and he greatly admired this woman’s administrative and coordination skills.

“Let’s call the company Imperial City Entertainment.

I’ll give you the song I wrote for Qing’er later, get ready for the album, and we’ll hold a press conference on the top floor to launch Qing’er’s debut solo album!” Liu Hun said to Lin Xiaoxiang, hoping the double celebration would bring good fortune and also provide a joint promotional boost.

More importantly, he didn’t want Shi Qing’er to come up with another hilariously awful name for the company.

“The new team still requires some meshing, and recording the album will take some time, but I’ll get it done as soon as possible!” Lin Xiaoxiang assured Liu Hun, eager to show her capabilities and impress him.

After they finished their meal, they set about their respective tasks; Liu Hun continued to write songs for Shi Qing’er, with seven more needed for the twelve-song album, while Lin Xiaoxiang, of course, did what a housewife should—washed the dishes.