Feng Shui Secrets of the Entertainment Industry

Whether Huang Dacheng is ruthless or not is none of our business. My brother and I are focused on watching the show. There's so much juicy gossip and so many photos, especially of Zhong Tianzhen and Zhang Piaopiao.

These two photos could fill a photo album.

We were having a great time, and we enjoyed watching it. A few days later, even Aunt Xiao called me to gossip about it.

As more and more photos were released, more and more information also emerged.

After dinner that day, we casually mentioned this matter, and Fourth Aunt smiled and told us the whole story.

To put it simply, Mr. Huang's cleverness backfired. He intended to use the photos to frame Liu Mingxi and his niece, but someone beat him to it.

To put it bluntly, Zhong Tianzhen's photos were not released at Huang's behest; they were released by his rival, the Long family.

Nowadays, there are only two decent entertainment companies in Hong Kong: Lung's Capital Artists and Wong's Eternal Entertainment.

The market is small and cannot accommodate too many companies. The two companies are fighting openly and covertly for those few resources.

The Long family has been keeping a close eye on Mr. Huang's every move.

After Mr. Huang received the photos, the Long family also received them.

The Long family was unaware of Mr. Huang's scheme, but they were certain that the Huang family was up to no good, so they decided to strike first and release Zhong Tianzhen's photos.

After realizing something was wrong, Mr. Huang discovered that the Long family was behind it and had released Zhang Piaopiao's photos.

As a result, the two sides started exchanging accusations, which eventually got out of control and escalated.

At first, I thought that General Manager Huang was cunning and had thrown Zhong Tianzhen out first to test the waters and prevent others from suspecting him. It turns out that someone else had struck first.

Fatty Lin's divination earlier was indeed correct; it all came true.

Even so, Mr. Huang's plan was half successful; at least the affair between Liu Mingxi and his niece fell through, but the losses were still considerable.

Chung Tin-chen's sister duo is a cash cow; they are the most popular duo in Hong Kong.

Even in mainland China, this group has a certain degree of popularity.

Well, that money tree has been destroyed.

"What, is there some other secret involved?"

After Fourth Aunt finished speaking, she noticed that my expression and Fatty Lin's expression were off, and looked at us with a half-smile and asked.

"Sister Ling, I don't have any inside information, but I do have some firsthand news!" Fatty Lin said.

"What news?" Fourth Aunt asked.

"After Mr. Huang got the photos, we did a divination for him. The divination showed that good things are hard to come by and it's best not to move forward. And it turned out to be true. Mr. Huang didn't get to eat the mutton and got himself into a lot of trouble!" Fatty Lin said.

After hearing that, I felt a bit of admiration.

Fatty Lin didn't tell a single lie, but he cut out the beginning and end, omitting the crucial parts.

The most skillful way to speak is to tell no lies, yet be far removed from the truth.

Fourth Wife didn't dwell on it, and after chatting for a while, she got up and went back to her room.

When Fourth Wife went back to her room, we went back too.

I had just gotten back to my room when my phone rang. It was Mary calling.

"Thirteen, I have a favor to ask you!"

"Let's pick it up," Mary said directly.

"Sis, there's no need for us to be so polite. Just tell me what's wrong!" I said.

"You know Xie Xiaohu, right?" Mary asked.

"I know!" I nodded.

"He's having health problems, and we'd like you and Xiaolin to take a look!" Mary said.

"Sis, why did he ask you to be his middleman?" I asked curiously.

"It wasn't him who contacted me, it was Xiao Hu's mother, Li Hailun. Li Hailun and I are best friends!" Mary said.

"No problem, we're free tomorrow afternoon. Mary, you pick a place, and we'll go!" I said.

"Let's stay at my place!" Mary said.

"Okay, no problem!" I said.

I didn't take it seriously, thinking that Xie Xiaohu was depressed because of his wife's photos and wanted me to come over and give him some acupuncture.

The most talked-about photos in Liu Mingxi's photo scandal were those of Zhong Tianzhen and Zhang Piaopiao, which Lin Pangzi even specially collected.

As Zhang Piaopiao's husband, I can imagine how much Xie Xiaohu has been suffering during this time.

Fatty Lin and I share the same opinion; we also believe that Xie Xiaohu is depressed.

The next afternoon, we met Xie Xiaohu at Mary's villa.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, just as I was about to take Xie Xiaohu's pulse, Fatty Lin grabbed Xie Xiaohu's hand and pinched the web between his thumb and forefinger.

"what!"

Xie Xiaohu bent over in pain and cried out.

"Little Tiger?"

Mary and Xie Xiaohu's mother, Li Hailun, exclaimed in surprise at the same time.

Lin Pangzi ignored the two of them, and with his right hand, he pulled Xie Xiaohu's eyelids open, revealing a clear black vertical line on the white of his eye.

Fatty Lin pointed to the black vertical line and said, "He's been cursed!"

"Just as I thought!"

Li Hailun gritted her teeth, a look of understanding on her face.

"Helen, do you know what happened?" I asked.

"It was his good wife who did it!" Li Hailun said, pointing at Xie Xiaohu.

"Piao Piao wouldn't hurt me!"

Xie Xiaohu immediately denied it.

"Even in this state, you're still defending that bitch!" Li Hailun angrily poked Xie Xiaohu's head several times. "In the past six months, you've inexplicably fainted several times, and recently you even vomited black blood twice. Have you forgotten all that?"

"Didn't they find nothing wrong at the hospital?" Xie Xiaohu still didn't believe it.

"Master Lin already said you're under a curse, and you're still arguing back?" Li Hailun was furious and raised her hand to hit him.

"Sister Helen!"

Mary grabbed Li Hailun and advised, "Xiaohu is under a curse. Why are you acting like a child?"

"snort!"

Li Hailun glared at her son, then looked at us and said, "Xiao Feng, Xiao Lin, our little tiger is counting on you two!"

"Sister Helen, if I may be so bold, Xiao Hu's condition doesn't seem like he's been cursed by a common curse!" Fatty Lin said.

"What do you mean?"

Li Hailun glanced at her son and tensed up.

"You just said that Xiao Hu has fallen into a coma several times in the past six months and even vomited black blood, right?" Fatty Lin asked.

"right!"

Li Hailun nodded.

After nodding, she seemed to remember something, grabbed Xie Xiaohu's clothes, revealing his upper body, and pointed to his chest, saying, "Xiaolin, look, there's still a gray spot here!"

The patch is about the size of an infant's palm, irregular in shape, and dark brown in color. At first glance, it might be mistaken for a birthmark.

"These are livor mortis!"

Fatty Lin stared at the patch for a long time, then touched it and said to me, "Crazy, try it with a silver needle!"

"good!"

I nodded, took out my needle kit, picked up a silver needle, and said to Xie Xiaohu, "Xiaohu, bear with it, it might hurt a little!"

"Um!"

Xie Xiaohu was getting impatient, as if he wanted to say something. Just as he opened his mouth, the silver needle pierced through.

"what!"

The moment the needle went in, Xie Xiaohu leaped up, but Lin Pangzi, who was prepared, pressed down on his shoulder and pushed him back down. I took the opportunity to pull out the silver needle, and a drop of dark blood flowed out.