Chapter 228: Only Warner is Solid

For a moment, Sun Yanzi even doubted whether she had heard wrong, or perhaps missed some premise she hadn't caught.

She chewed the remaining half of the cucumber in her mouth a couple more times dryly; compared to Zhou Yi who was eating shredded cucumber, her manner of gnawing directly on a whole cucumber looked somewhat bold: "You can't break the law knowing it's the law."

"What are you thinking? I'm famously law-abiding, okay."

Zhou Yi, eating roasted duck wraps, sucked his sauce-stained fingertips and said without looking up.

"Emphasizing that you are law-abiding isn't a good omen for you law students." Swinging the remaining half of the cucumber in her hand, Sun Yanzi, sitting cross-legged on the sofa, squinted her eyes in laughter after coming to her senses, and with lightning speed reached into Zhou Yi's plate, snatching the extra wraps he had already rolled.

"What are you doing? If you want to eat, roll your own."

"Too troublesome, I can't do it."

Seeing Zhou Yi about to reach out and snatch them back, Sun Yanzi quickly opened her mouth wide, shoving one end of each of the three wraps directly into her mouth, then blinked innocently at him.

"... You'll get fat to death."

Zhou Yi, with a face full of disdain, sat back on the sofa and raised his middle finger at her.

Having enjoyed the fruits of others' labor, Sun Yanzi hurriedly unloaded, grinning with extra joy: "Hehe, that's perfect, my parents always said I was too thin."

"We can skip the fat-or-thin issue for now, A-Yi, first explain clearly what's going on with Wang Xiaoyu." Qian Jiang, sitting nearby, looked a bit confused.

He still didn't understand why Zhou Yi dared to speak so confidently the moment he heard it was Wang Xiaoyu calling.

"The focus isn't Wang Xiaoyu, it's President Zhou."

Zhou Yi, resuming rolling the duck meat, nodded toward the entrance of the office where Zhou Jianhui had previously departed: "Wang Xiaoyu is excellent at gathering evidence; in terms of finding evidence alone, no one at Warner should be able to beat him right now.

"But whether the evidence is useful in the end depends on President Zhou's handling. Didn't he say before he left that he would handle this matter personally?"

Qian Jiang frowned: "But from the data I've found so far, this Zang Tianshuo really does have some skills."

"No matter how many skills he has, can they outweigh joining the world?"

Zhou Yi was not worried at all; instead, he was very comfortable: "You might not know one thing: joining the World Trade Organization is very important to the country.

"To achieve this goal, the higher-ups specifically pulled together several international giants with cross-border strength to form a lobbying group dedicated to this matter; the famous Microsoft is one member of this lobbying group.

"Guess, is Warner Music's headquarters, Time Warner, also in this lobbying group?"

Under Qian Jiang's bewildered gaze, the smile on Zhou Yi's face was somewhat sunny: "Otherwise, why do you think President Zhou said just now to leave this matter to him?"

As the newly appointed President of Warner's Greater China region, Zhou Jianhui was qualified to contact the headquarters.

With performance exploding for two consecutive years, relying on Zhou Yi's cheat code to overshadow the Japanese Warner, Zhou Jianhui was no longer the general manager whose position was teetering two years ago.

Everyone knew Zhou Jianhui wouldn't contact Warner headquarters over something like this for Zhou Yi, causing a scandal that would embarrass the higher-ups at this critical moment.

But no one dared to gamble.

What if? What if Zhou Jianhui got so angry he lost his head and just went?

"Zang Tianshuo hasn't studied many years, his vision is low, and his brain isn't very sharp.

"He doesn't understand the importance of joining the World Trade Organization, nor does he know Warner is a member of the lobbying group; in his eyes, there is only money."

At this point, Zhou Yi's eyebrows immediately curled with a bit of mockery: "But it doesn't matter; it's enough that the people behind him understand."

If Zhou Yi were from any other multinational record company, this matter wouldn't be resolved so simply.

But he happened to be from Warner.

President Zhou Jianhui, who had firmly established a one-man rule in Warner's Greater China region, was also a hardcore Zhou Yi supporter.

Without his backing, Zang was nothing more than a dead dog that wouldn't dare to move.

"..."

Qian Jiang, who also hadn't paid attention to joining the world, raised his hand to touch his forehead, feeling he might have been hit by Zhou Yi's AOE, but had no evidence.

No wonder Zhou Yi didn't take this person seriously at all; the biggest confidence lay right here.

"If you hadn't said it, I wouldn't have known Warner was actually this awesome; I guess I just forgot Warner has a giant sitting behind it because it was too long since it declined."

Having a sudden realization, Qian Jiang habitually reached out to grab a wrap, but under Zhou Yi's angry glare after he instantly moved the plate away, he recognized his status and sheepishly withdrew his hand.

Sun Yanzi, busy eating on the side, remained silent, her gaze circling between the two, discovering that not only did Zhou Yi not notice her, but he had also moved the plate to a distance where she could reach it with just a slight stretch...

She quietly reached out and snatched the two duck meat wraps Zhou Yi had rolled back to herself.

—?!

Huh?

Feeling the plate suddenly lighten, Zhou Yi instantly turned his head; Sun Yanzi, with her cheeks stuffed full, grinned at him showing her teeth.

"..."

6.

"Sun Yanzi, may I ask if you haven't grown hands?"

"Hard to say."

Sun Yanzi, laughing until she bent forward and backward, even recreated the motion of her hand reaching into Zhou Yi's plate.

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The next day.

When Huang Bo, who had already mastered the essence and reputation of playing a depressed middle-aged man in the advertising world, returned to the bar street again, his wallet shaking with wealth, he looked completely different from his previously spirited yet somewhat decadent appearance.

"Yo, isn't this the rising star of our advertising world? You actually have time to come back and take a look today?"

After he sat down, the charming owner personally brought the menu over to tease him.

Huang Bo waved his hands hurriedly with a smile: "No, no, no, I'm just here to beg for a meal; boss lady, please don't humiliate me."

Since acting in Zhou Yi's MV, Huang Bo's life had improved significantly compared to the past; he didn't lack work now. Shooting MVs in his spare time could both exercise himself and earn some money to prepare for the next Beijing Film Academy exam; his time was much freer than when he was a live singer, and the pressure wasn't that great.

"You've hooked up with Zhou Yi, yet you're begging for a meal; isn't that too modest?"

"Don't go there; that Zhou Yi is a big star who can sell a million copies even in Japan; someone like me is nothing, I dare not disturb him."

Huang Bo, having casually ordered a few dishes, spoke with a touch of emotion: "Speaking of which, I really have to thank you, boss lady; if not for you, Zhou Yi probably wouldn't have noticed me, the 'Shrunk Little Zhou Yi' of Bar Street."

If he hadn't acted in Zhou Yi's MV, thereby opening up a sales channel for playing the role of a middle-aged clown in the advertising and MV worlds, he really might not have had enough time and money to prepare for the next Beijing Film Academy exam.

"I heard that kid who, like you, appeared in Zhou Yi's MV seems to have landed a TV drama — you need to step it up too."

"How can I compare with Deng Chao? He's a top graduate from the Central Academy of Drama, good-looking, and a great actor."

Knowing his own shortcomings, Huang Bo took a sip of the beer that had just been served and chatted with the bar owner about the things that had been happening around the bar street in recent days.

When the conversation turned to Zhou Yi, a piece of news made Huang Bo freeze on the spot: "What did you say? Zhou Yi was blackmailed?"

Is he out of his mind?

In this day and age, someone actually dares to blackmail Zhou Yi?

Who ate a bear's heart and leopard's gall to be so brazen?

"Based on the rumors going around, it's someone with the surname Zang. I don't know the specifics — I asked Zhou Yi, and Zhou Yi said he wasn't aware either."

The bar owner's words plunged Huang Bo into silence. After a long while, he finally spoke: "That doesn't add up. How come I didn't hear a whisper of this yesterday? It can't be a rumor, can it?"

Such explosive news — there's no way his friends wouldn't have caught wind of it.

"Hard to say.

"Seems like some reporter dug up the news, and then it spread. But it never made the papers — it's only been circulating among a few circles around here."

"……"

(End of chapter)