Feng Shui Secrets of the Entertainment Industry

Compared to the still-fearful CEO Wang, Qian Xiaogang was completely dumbfounded.

Lin Pangzi's slap sent him spinning halfway around in place, completely dissolving his already unevenly distributed vitiligo patches, which now all merged into one large, red patch.

When he turned around, he just stared blankly at Fatty Lin, his eyes completely unfocused.

I suspect his ears are ringing right now; God hasn't returned yet!

At the same time, the scene fell into a deathly silence. All the sounds of greetings, laughter, and toasts disappeared, and everyone's eyes turned to him.

Upon being looked at like this, Mr. Wang and Mr. Qian were even more bewildered.

"It's a misunderstanding, purely a misunderstanding. The brothers were arguing, and in a moment of anger, they started fighting!"

At the crucial moment, Boss Wang stepped forward, blocking Fatty Lin's path. He spread his arms slightly, first explaining to the onlookers, then pulled Fatty Lin back, smiling and saying, "Little Lin, give Brother Jun some face. Today's incident was just Gangzi and Xiaolei being foul-mouthed. They've been having too much luck lately, they've gotten arrogant. Don't take it to heart!"

Fatty Lin didn't say anything, he just glanced at Boss Wang.

Little Wang didn't react. His face was pale, and he opened his mouth as if to apologize, but he couldn't bring himself to do it.

"Xiao Lei!"

A hint of helplessness flashed across Big Boss Wang's face as he turned and glared at Little Boss Wang.

Xiao Wang's lips trembled, and even though he was unwilling, he still said, "Xiao Lin, Thirteen, Ni'er, I misspoke just now, please don't take it to heart!"

The moment the words left his mouth, he involuntarily trembled.

This tremor wasn't from fear, but from the resentment and humiliation of having one's dignity torn off.

"hehe!"

Long Nier's response to his apology was simple: two cold laughs.

"Girl, don't hold a grudge. It was my fault for saying something inappropriate. Please don't take it to heart!"

This laugh woke up Xiao Wang, making him think of a certain possibility. Without hesitation, he immediately admitted defeat and put on a smiling face.

He finally realized that being the top film and television stock, having a certain status in the industry, or having powerful backers were all useless. If he really angered Long Nier, she would really take action.

Before Long Nier could answer, Director Li from Hehe Films strode over and said, "Master Lin, Master Feng, Ms. Long, calm down. We're all friends in the industry today; the point is to have a harmonious and lively atmosphere, isn't it?"

One admitted their mistake, and the other smoothed things over; a way out was found.

Fatty Lin chuckled and said, "Brother Jun, Old Li, I'm giving you both face today. Otherwise, this matter wouldn't be over!"

He paused, looked at Xiao Wang and Qian Xiaogang, and said, "Some people, don't get carried away just because they've made a few movies. People always need to remember how they got to where they are and who they are!"

Qian Xiaogang hung his head, the red and white patches on his face becoming even more glaring. He dared not say a word, much less refute.

Mr. Wang completely lost his nerve and nodded with an embarrassed smile.

These two were truly frightened now, and they had come to their senses.

Strictly speaking, the three of us are not insiders.

They can blacklist most celebrities or use special methods, but these methods are useless against the three of us.

Not only is it useless, but if pushed too far, they might be poisoned or cursed, which they absolutely cannot withstand.

Lin the Fat Man's slap served as a wake-up call for them.

"Alright, that's enough. There's no point in continuing. Let's go!"

After finishing speaking, Fatty Lin looked around, chuckled, and waved to me and Long Nier.

"Walk!"

I nodded, took Long Nier's hand, and calmly left.

"Damn, that slap felt so good! That old bastard Qian Xiaogang is way too arrogant for me; I've wanted to beat him up for ages!"

Emerging from the banquet hall, Fatty Lin shook his hands and said, "My hands are sore from hitting you!"

"Fatty, I don't think this provocation is just because he's getting cocky; it might be intentional!" I said after thinking for a moment.

"Crazy, do you mean someone is stirring things up, or even backing them up, so that Qian Xiaogang will provoke us?" Fatty Lin asked.

"Um!"

I nodded and said, "Don't you know Qian Xiaogang? He's all bark and no bite. Without anyone backing him up, even if you gave him the guts, he wouldn't dare provoke us!"

"Why?" Fatty Lin was a little confused.

"I think when gods fight, mortals suffer. Third Master sent us here not to keep an eye on the Wang brothers, but to let the people behind them know, 'I've seen what you've been doing. Don't even think about taking all the benefits for yourself!'"

As I thought about it, I analyzed, "The other party can't just give up their share as soon as we arrive. They need a reason to talk, otherwise they'll lose face. Sending money to Xiaogang is the reason!"

"You're crazy, it's actually possible!"

Fatty Lin pondered for a moment and said, "We're all celestial beings, none of us want to back down. There has to be a reason. Your mount bullied my mount, that's the reason for negotiation!"

"Damn it, you're calling yourself a mount!" I cursed.

"That's exactly what I mean!"

Fatty Lin chuckled and said, "With this excuse, whether we give up some shares or not, we have a reason, don't we?"

"If Third Master knew we beat up Qian Xiaogang, he'd be in a terrible mood!" Long Nier said.

"So what if he's not beautiful? We don't owe him anything!" Fatty Lin snorted.

The reason Third Master lured us here this time was under the pretext that the Wang brothers were colluding with outsiders to cause capital outflow.

He didn't give us a single penny, so it's already more than kind of him to return the money.

"I'll call Third Master and test the waters!" I said after thinking for a moment.

"I'll take it!" Fatty Lin volunteered.

"Okay!" I nodded.

After leaving the convention center, Fatty Lin took out his phone and called Third Master.

"Third Master, you have to stand up for us!"

As soon as the call connected, Fatty Lin complained that Qian Xiaogang and Boss Wang were arrogant and wanted to kick us out of the party, and that they had spoken rudely to Long Nier.

"Third Master, I finally couldn't take it anymore and slapped Qian Xiaogang. They're bullying us too much!"

By the end, Fatty Lin's voice was breaking with emotion.

I gave Fatty Lin a thumbs up. Awesome! He's the one who should make this call. If I had made it, it definitely wouldn't have been as effective.

"Xiaolin, I'm sorry you had to go through this. Don't worry, I will definitely stand up for you. This isn't over yet!"

On the other end of the phone, Third Master paused for a moment before giving a reply.

Although Third Master was trying to comfort us, I could tell that his voice sounded somewhat suppressed.

Fatty Lin's tricks won't fool anyone, but we didn't intend to fool anyone either.

We just want to let Third Master know that we've been wronged while working for you, and you have to stand up for us. Otherwise, don't come to us for anything after this.