Chapter 1379: Chapter 874:
After listening, Fu Qingzhu didn’t speak for a long while. Moments later, a voice full of confusion came from the receiver, "That’s it?"
"Yes, I need you to help with something. I’m really not in a position to act." Yang Xiao nodded, his demeanor was very serious.
"Understood, leave it to me. Please tell your friend that this Boss Wang will no longer bother her, she will no longer see this Boss Wang or the forces behind him. If she likes, I’ll give her that company." Fu Qingzhu was very generous, especially towards Yang Xiao and his friends.
"Wait." Just before the call ended, Yang Xiao interrupted, "It’s not Boss Wang, it’s Boss Huang."
On the other end came a soft laugh from Fu Qingzhu, "All the same, just send me the number. Once I find him, I’ll make him take whatever surname I decide."
"Don’t make it too serious. He just deceived dozens of female college students, tricked them into signing fake contracts, scammed them out of penalty fees, intimidated them, and used borderline tactics to drag them down... Anyway, check it out thoroughly and don’t let him off." Yang Xiao added.
"Don’t you trust me to handle this? I always get all the facts straight before taking action."
"By the way, if you have time, remember to drop by the Action Bureau. Everyone’s gathering, you haven’t come to work for a while." Fu Qingzhu kindly reminded.
"Alright, once I’m done with this, I’ll head over." Yang Xiao nodded in agreement.
Actually, this minor issue could have been resolved with just a call from Yang Xiao, but he had been helping Fu Qingzhu with a lot recently. As Fu Qingzhu was a person who valued face, Yang Xiao had to find a matter to appropriately "trouble" him with; otherwise, if another problem arose, Fu Qingzhu would find it hard to ask him for help.
After hanging up, Yang Xiao dialed another number. This time, a jolly laugh came from the other end, "Little Yang, you finally thought of me, you busy bee! How have you been lately?"
Hearing Zhao’s voice, Yang Xiao instantly felt much more relaxed, as if he was back in the days when he was writing scripts, "I’ve been good, Zhao. This time I have something to ask you."
Given his close relationship with Zhao, Yang Xiao skipped the pleasantries and quickly explained Su Tingting’s situation, asking if Zhao had any suitable positions for her.
"We’re expanding the shop lately, and we’re short-handed. If your friend is an artist, we can certainly put her skills to use. When can she come over?"
"We’ll be heading there now, roughly..." Yang Xiao estimated the travel time, "about half an hour."
"Great, I’ll wait for you at the shop. There’s something I want to discuss with you too."
"Okay, Zhao."
After hanging up, Yang Xiao drove with Sui and Su Tingting straight to Zhao’s script shop.
Zhao’s most popular script shop was located in a big shopping mall and was buzzing with activity. Hearing about Zhao’s expansion plans filled Yang Xiao with satisfaction, knowing it was the solid quality of his ’Ghost Script’ that garnered widespread approval from fellow enthusiasts, creating a chain effect.
On the way, Yang Xiao couldn’t resist boasting to Su Tingting that his real identity was that of a scriptwriter, and due to his modesty, not many knew his true identity.
"Amazing." Su Tingting couldn’t help but exclaim, always thinking of Yang Xiao as low-key yet reliable, someone to be admired.
Soon, the car rolled into the underground parking lot of the mall. As it was inconvenient for Sui to show his face, Yang Xiao led Su Tingting up.
As the elevator doors opened, there was a long line outside the entrance to the fourth-floor ’script-killing’ shop, much to Yang Xiao’s delight—he never expected his work to gain such recognition.
At the same time, a slight sense of regret arose within Yang Xiao, thinking that once things calmed down, he must create a few more works based on his own ’mission’ experiences; they were sure to be a hit.
Suddenly, Yang Xiao received a message from Xi Menxiu, inquiring about some business matters. He asked Su Tingting to explore around the script shop’s entrance, where promotional boards of his works were displayed, suggesting she familiarize herself with them since working in the shop would require deep knowledge of his creations.
This floor was too noisy, and after some effort, Yang Xiao found a quieter spot to call Xi Menxiu back, the two talked for about ten minutes.
Once done, Yang Xiao walked toward the script shop only to find that Su Tingting had returned, standing at the spot where they’d split not long ago.
Seeing Yang Xiao return, Su Tingting’s eyes lit up with a surprising gleam of joy.
Yang Xiao naturally interpreted it as admiration or awe, and he approached her with a smile, "So, did you see those works?"
Su Tingting nodded like a pecking bird, "I saw them, I saw them, Mr. Chu, you’re amazing. I never imagined you’d write scripts like that."
"Hahaha, it’s nothing special, just that I’m busy now, otherwise... you know the drill... hahahaha..." Yang Xiao’s tone shifted, "Why weren’t you waiting at the front?"
"There were too many people, and the staff at the script store were directing everyone to line up. To get a tour or take photos with the boards, you had to queue up," Su Tingting explained.
"I’ll take you in, stay close to me." Yang Xiao boldly led the way, asking casually, "Which piece from this series do you like the most?"
Trailing behind Yang Xiao, Su Tingting thought for a moment, then excitedly blurted, "The Iceberg Prince, Cold and Aloof, Forced to Love, Bearing Ten Children."
Yang Xiao stopped in his tracks, "Uh???"
Seeing Yang Xiao’s odd reaction, Su Tingting immediately tried to correct, "Time-Travel Warrior Emperor, Thirteen Consorts in a Night, What of It? "
Something felt terribly off... about eighty percent wrong... Yang Xiao quickly quickened his pace, squeezing into the crowd, these names were completely unfamiliar—had something strange crept in during his absence?
But clearly, Su Tingting misunderstood, thinking she hadn’t hit the right chord, so she continued to wildly guess based on what she had seen on the boards earlier.
"Loony Junzhu, I Want It, Handsome Men for Miles Around, I Want Them All!"
"Transmigrated Into the Supporting Lead’s Bed, You Use This to Test Your Officials?"
"Opening with Five Trillion, I Deliver Top-Notch Popularity for My Bestie."
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When Yang Xiao finally made it to the front of the crowd, he was dumbfounded—his own display boards were nowhere to be seen. Instead, various beauty-themed boards and posters had taken over, with handsome men’s posters as complements.
All around were various styles—dandy youth, ancient style, dark CEO, academia, abstinent, among others—all exquisitely designed, clearly made with a hefty investment.
For a moment, Yang Xiao felt his brain "buzzing"; he didn’t understand, he had only been away for a few months, what on earth happened? Did they change bosses?
At this point, Su Tingting realized something was amiss too, and she quietly reassured Yang Xiao saying these scripts are fast-moving consumer goods, and it’s normal for his works to be replaced by newer ones, telling him not to be upset.
Steeling himself to demand answers, Yang Xiao burst inside, but fortunately, a female employee recognized him, leading them to the boss’s office.
Opening the door, Zhao was inside leisurely sipping tea, and upon seeing Yang Xiao, he warmly invited him to sit down.
"Zhao, what’s happening outside?" Yang Xiao got straight to the point.
Hearing this, Zhao laughed, first handing Yang Xiao a cup of tea, then wearing a businessman’s expression, "Little Yang, don’t those works outside look familiar to you?"
"Not at all." Yang Xiao was direct.
"Hahaha—" Zhao laughed heartily, almost tearing up with laughter, "How could they not be familiar, after all, these are your investments!"
"Me?" Yang Xiao was dumbfounded, his mind blank. When did he invest in works of such style, completely incompatible with his own?
Just moments before, he had glanced at them while pushing through the crowd; one of the story’s highlights was the male lead risking his life to save the female lead, causing them both to plummet off a cliff, kissing and embracing mid-air, reconciling their differences.
In the final moment, the heroine summoned a cloud, tearfully admitting she was the reincarnation of the Victorious Fighting Buddha.
And the male lead, seeing this, dropped his disguise, revealing a figure with flowing white robes, admitting with gritted teeth that he was indeed Chang’e, sent by the Jade Emperor to supervise the heroine, because the Jade Emperor and the Buddha were always at odds, worried about Tang Seng’s group obtaining true scriptures, both of them were infiltrators for the opposing side.
