Chapter 741: Sister Seeks Aid

Yan Jiekuang and Wang Fang had just stepped into the courtyard gate when they saw Yan Bugui standing at his doorway with his hands behind his back, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Wang Fang's heart skipped a beat, but a smile immediately piled onto her face: "Dad, do you have something to ask of us?"

Yan Bugui's face sank, his eyes sweeping coldly from behind his lenses: "You two have tight enough lips. You made money and bought a house, yet you didn't say a word to the family, nor did you hand over a single cent?"

Yan Jiekuang became nervous at once, rushing to say: "Dad, who are you listening to? This is sowing discord! We just rented a small house and go to the Ghost Market to sell things in the middle of the night; we were just afraid of disturbing your rest."

Yan Bugui gave a cold laugh: "I didn't expect that the best actors in our Yan family would turn out to be you two. Back when we were doing business, you went to report us, causing us to lose all our money. Now that you're doing it yourselves, you're sneaking around and making a fortune in silence. I'll lay it out here today: if you don't contribute to the family, I can also uphold justice over family."

Upon hearing this, Wang Fang immediately put her hands on her hips: "Dad, it's meaningless for you to say that!"

She had just wanted to continue, but Yan Jiekuang glared at her fiercely and hurriedly took over the conversation: "Dad, that business about reporting was just a rumor spread by others; we really didn't do it."

Yan Bugui chuckled: "You think it was Jia Zhangshi who wronged you? I'll tell you the truth: this word came out from the He Family."

Yan Jiekuang and Wang Fang were stunned on the spot.

The two had always thought that as long as they bit the bullet and refused to admit it, no one could do anything to them.

Yan Bugui didn't waste words either, lifting his foot to walk into the house: "Come inside to talk."

The three entered the house, and Yan Bugui sat on a chair, extending one finger: "I don't care how much you earned. Hand over ten thousand yuan today, and this matter will be settled. You reported your eldest brother, he lost thirty thousand, and I lost seven or eight thousand; asking for ten thousand from you isn't much."

Wang Fang grew anxious: "Dad, you're going too far! What you were doing was illegal in the first place; if we didn't report it, others would have!"

Yan Bugui glared: "Fine, then I'll report you for speculation and profiteering too."

Yan Jiekuang hurriedly blocked him in the middle: "Nobody cares about that stuff anymore. This is just a small-time business for us; at most, it violates public security regulations, it doesn't rise to the legal level."

Yan Bugui sneered: "That depends on how much you've earned. If it really gets investigated, I'm afraid it's more than just that, isn't it?"

The few of them argued for a long time, the atmosphere in the room thick enough to ignite.

Finally, Wang Fang gritted her teeth and slammed the table hard: "Dad, five thousand at most, take it or leave it. If you want to report us, go ahead, we haven't earned much anyway. Twenty-four hours a day, we're working for twenty hours; money doesn't come easily!"

Yan Bugui thought for a long time, then slapped his thigh: "Fine, give it to me now."

Dabeiyao, Yushui Record Company.

He Yushui was trembling with rage, staring at Zhang Shuying: "Sister-in-law, Chen Jing says that Cheng Shao wants her to spend the night with him, otherwise he'll have her cut during the first round."

Zhang Shuying said: "Then we'll take this matter to the newspaper office."

He Yushui shook her head: "The newspaper wouldn't dare publish something without evidence like this."

Chen Jing was a young artist signed by Yushui Record Company; she had a good voice and was well-behaved.

Zhang Shuying asked: "What was Chen Jing's reaction?"

He Yushui said: "She wants to withdraw from the competition! Chen Jing also said that Cheng Shao has put the word out that all the artists from our company must be cut in the first round."

Xiaomi stamped her feet in anxiety: "Yushui, we must find Brother Zhuzi for this. We have three artists; if Cheng Shao sabotages us from within, this new song promotion we've carefully prepared will be completely ruined!"

The record company was participating in the first Popular Song Grand Prix.

Dahua said: "I heard that Cheng Shao has put out the word that who can perform and who can't in this competition all depends on the singers' performance!"

Xiaoqi also cursed: "This Cheng Shao is eating from the bowl while looking at the pot; this isn't the first time he's made such lewd demands to many young artists."

He Yushui gritted her teeth and clenched her fists: "Fine, fine, fine, I'll call my eldest brother."

The call connected, and He Yuzhu's laughter came through: "Yushui, you haven't called me in a long time; have you forgotten about your brother?"

He Yushui sighed, her voice muffled: "Brother, I've run into big trouble."

"What happened? Tell me."

"You know, recently the records my sister-in-law and I are selling have been doing well, so we signed seven or eight artists.

This time, Si Jiu Cheng is hosting the first Popular Song Grand Prix, and it's sponsored by Cheng Shao's hotel.

He actually made a demand to one of our female singers, wanting her to spend the night with him.

That bastard said if she doesn't agree, he'll make sure none of our company's artists pass the first round. Actually, we could just not participate, but I can't swallow this anger!"

There was silence on the other end of the line.

He Yuzhu's voice said calmly: "You all should withdraw from the competition first. I can't easily manage this matter right now."

He Yushui grew anxious upon hearing this, her voice turning sharp: "Brother! This kind of person is running wild and bullying others, why won't you manage it? Are you not even going to manage my affairs anymore?"

He Yuzhu softened his tone to persuade her: "Yushui, you have to learn to grow up. A person like him is a mangy dog; if you clash head-on with him, you won't catch the fox and will only end up covered in stench."

"But I just can't swallow this anger!" He Yushui's voice was trembling, "He is clearly trying to bully us!"

He Yuzhu thought for a moment, his tone suddenly shifting: "You can publish in the newspaper, saying the competition rules are unfair, and withdraw as a group. Have Chen Jing subtly mention this matter when she accepts an interview."

He Yushui was stunned; her mind turned twice, and she seemed to realize: "Brother, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, He Yuzhu's expression sank bit by bit.

He didn't intend to let Cheng Shao off this time.

Because he knew too well—Cheng Shao was targeting him. After the matter with Chen Xueru was settled by Boss Li's intervention last time, Cheng Shao must have been unwilling to let it go. This kid didn't know where he found out about the company He Yushui opened and deliberately reached his hand over.

Since he wanted to tear off the mask, and his sister He Yushui couldn't swallow this anger, there was no reason for him, as her brother, to sit by and watch.

Late at night.

He Yuzhu put on a disguise, drove to the vicinity of the New Dadu Hotel, and found a secluded corner to store his car in his space.

Ever since Cheng Shao caused trouble for Chen Xueru last time, He Yuzhu hadn't been idle. He secretly sent several people to probe Cheng Shao's background and discovered that this guy was naturally lecherous, living a life of debauchery almost every night, changing girlfriends one after another, and often engaging in group orgies, especially liking to operate in the dance hall of Boss Li's New Dadu Hotel.

He Yuzhu quietly snuck into the waiter's changing room via the fire escape, changed into a work uniform, and slipped into the dance hall without drawing attention.

The lights in the corridor were dim, and music leaked faintly from the various private rooms.

He Yuzhu carried a fruit platter and walked toward the end of the corridor unhurriedly.

At a glance, he saw two bodyguards standing at the door of that private room, broad-shouldered and thick-waisted, standing straight.

He walked over with a smile, his tone very natural: "Two big brothers, did Cheng Shao order a fruit platter?"

The two bodyguards looked at each other, somewhat dazed: "We aren't sure if he ordered it or not. Just put the platter here, we'll take it in."

Before the words had even finished, He Yuzhu suddenly struck, using both hands to deliver a chop to each of their necks.

The two didn't even let out a groan before collapsing straight to the ground.

He Yuzhu waved his hand, took the person into his space, and pushed open the private room door in one smooth motion.

The lights in the private room were dim, and three people were sitting crookedly on the sofa.

Cheng Shao was half-reclining on the leather sofa, with a fashionably dressed young woman in each arm; the three of them were huddled together, laughing and fooling around. Foreign liquor bottles were knocked over all across the table, cigarette butts were scattered everywhere, and the air was filled with a cloying mixture of smoke, alcohol, and perfume.

He Yuzhu even recognized one of the women—it was Gong Xue, a star who was quite famous at the time.

He Yuzhu raised his Camera and pressed the shutter repeatedly at the scene on the sofa.

"Click! Click! Click!"

The flash went off in succession, illuminating the absurd scene in the private room with perfect clarity.

Cheng Shao's face turned green on the spot; he sat up straight abruptly and shouted sternly, "Who the hell are you? Who let you into my private room! Lao Liu, Lao Qi, are you two dead? Why didn't you stop him!"