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Lu Jisheng's face turned pale and then red, and he gritted his teeth as he managed to say, "I'll pay."

"Give it to me."

"Let me think of a way."

Wen Qi: "Three minutes."

"Wen Qi, I told you I need to think about it carefully!"

Lu Jisheng was furious.

This person shows absolutely no mercy.

Wen Qi raised her eyes: "Giving you three minutes is already giving you face. You still dare to bargain? Have you gotten too cocky since I haven't disciplined you these past few days? Do you think you can challenge me now?"

Lu Jisheng was speechless for a moment, and could only lower his stance: "I... give me a day."

"You're dreaming." Wen Qi scoffed. "The show has already been officially announced and is generating a lot of buzz online. Pulling it off now would be blatantly fooling all the viewers and deceiving all the fans."

Giving you three minutes is already an unprecedented act of leniency. If you could transfer 800 million yuan to me on the spot, I would immediately arrange for the film to be pulled from the schedule without hesitation.

If you don't have the ability, then shut up. Just listening to you talk makes my hands itch; I can't help but want to punch someone.

Lu Jisheng exclaimed in surprise, "What? Eight hundred million? It's at most five hundred million!"

Wen Qi raised an eyebrow: "The 500 million is just the base three times the breach of contract compensation. The company's shutdown losses, staff salaries, the later rework of all employees to fix the mosaic, public relations and stability maintenance, and traffic compensation, all of these human, material and financial resources do not need to be spent."

The entire crew's months of hard work, working day and night, will all be wasted if the show is pulled from release, and they won't have to pay any compensation?

Can Lu Jisheng please not be so selfish?

"You only ever see your love affair with Wen Wen, and everyone else is just there to revolve around you and be a foil for your stupidity, is that it?"

Every sentence exposed Lu Jisheng's selfishness and narrow-mindedness.

Whether Lu Jisheng has come to his senses or not, we don't know.

Wen Qi's words excited the group of girls.

I was deeply moved.

I really made the right choice in choosing a boss!

He has sound values, a broad perspective, is impartial, reasonable, and always considers the needs of his subordinates, protecting everyone's hard work and dedication.

You couldn't find such a good company even with a lantern.

As long as Xinghai Entertainment doesn't go bankrupt, they'll be devoted to working here for the rest of their lives!

bah bah bah!

Make a new wish!

May Xinghai Entertainment enjoy a long and prosperous future, and remain a huge success forever.

Lu Jisheng realized what was happening and lowered his eyes in thought.

He can't even come up with eight million in three minutes, let alone eight hundred million.

He could only back down again: "Eight hundred million it is, but I can't do it in three minutes. Give me two hours... no, one hour."

Wen Qi stroked her chin, pretending to think seriously for two seconds before speaking: "Okay, I can give you an hour, but there's no such thing as a free lunch."

This one-hour grace period isn't free; you have to pay one million upfront.

Lu Jisheng's face turned ashen: "Wen Qi, are you crazy for money? Everything costs money. Can't you live without it?"

"If you're not obsessed with money, why would I give you an hour to do something?"

"..."

Lu Jisheng gritted his teeth, took out his phone, and transferred one million yuan.

The transfer was accompanied by a special note: "Voluntary transfer, no recovery allowed."

Wen Qi smiled and raised her chin when she saw the notification that the money had been received: "I've received the money. Now, please begin your begging. I'm waiting for your eight hundred million."

Lu Jisheng had no desire to remain in the living room and be laughed at by Wen Qi any longer, so he roared in a deep voice, "Someone, carry me upstairs!"

The bodyguard didn't move.

Wen Qi waved her hand kindly.

Only after receiving instructions did the bodyguards come over and carry Lu Jisheng upstairs.

Wen Qi: "I'm the one who's really obsessed with money, and you still have the nerve to say that about me."

Lu Jisheng felt his blood rush to his head when he heard Wen Qi speak.

I frantically chanted in my mind: I can't hear it, I can't hear anything.

The living room quieted down, the girls relaxed, and the atmosphere instantly became light and cheerful.

Wen Qi turned to look at them: "How have you been feeling working at the Lu family's house these past few days? Are you tired?"

Zhang Qing smiled and said, "Boss, we're not tired at all, we really love this job."

"I'm glad you like it." Wen Qi nodded. "Sister Li has been helping you connect with high-quality film and television resources and select suitable scripts."

If good roles or opportunities come along, you should audition and act in movies/TV shows.

If there isn't a suitable script, just stay here and work, save money, and let things settle down. Don't worry.

Li Rui stated firmly with her eyes: "Boss, don't worry, we're not anxious. We've been honing our acting skills and improving our abilities privately."

They can do any kind of work and endure any kind of hardship.

I'll definitely work hard in acting in the future, and win you more Best Actress awards to bring glory to the company!

"I have complete confidence in your abilities and acting skills." Wen Qi now felt that their acting skills were at the level of award-winning actresses.

The second floor.

Lu Jisheng was carried back to his room, and immediately picked up his phone to call Lu Zhenhua.

Lu Zhenhua: "What is it?"

"Dad, please transfer me some money urgently."

"..."

Lu Zhenhua is now truly obsessed with money.

During this period, I tried to raise money everywhere but encountered setbacks at every turn, and was driven to the brink of collapse by financial pressure.

Now, the mere mention of the word "money" instantly triggers my sensitivity, irritability, and anger.

As soon as the call connected, upon hearing that his son was calling again to ask for money, Lu Zhenhua launched into a tirade of abuse: "Where do I have any money left? Our family's savings are almost gone, there are holes everywhere, and I still want to ask you for money."

Having devised a plan, Lu Jisheng calmly said, "Dad, I can transfer all the shares under my name to you."

Lu Zhenhua on the other end of the phone was stunned. His anger was stuck in his throat, and he quickly calmed down.

He secretly made plans in his mind.

This son is basically a complete failure and is utterly incapable of shouldering any great responsibility.

If we can get back the shares he holds, we can then focus on developing our second son.

After considering his options, Lu Zhenhua suppressed his emotions and asked in a deep voice, "What are the conditions?"

Lu Jisheng said firmly, enunciating each word clearly, "Give me ten billion."

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

"roll!"

Lu Zhenhua hung up the phone immediately, showing no mercy whatsoever.

Lu Jisheng held the black-screened phone, somewhat dumbfounded.

Lu Zhenhua, sitting in his office, was consumed by rage.

A billion? He's completely insane!

He still hasn't raised the 2 billion yuan shortfall for Wen Qi's shares. He's frantically trying to borrow money and sell assets every day, but he keeps running into obstacles.

The Lu family is no longer as glorious as it once was. A month ago, they could easily move billions of yuan.

However, the company's stock continues to plummet, and a large amount of funds are locked up and cannot be used at all.

The major shareholders are keeping a closer eye on things than anyone else, and the audits are extremely rigorous.

He couldn't deduct a single penny from the company's accounts, so he couldn't misappropriate it.

Wen Qi's ten-day lock-up period for shares has only one day left.

He scraped together money from all sides, and after so many days of struggling, he only managed to raise 1.4 billion, leaving a huge shortfall of 600 million.

The remaining properties haven't been sold yet. Given Wen Qiyan's ruthless nature, she'll definitely be asking for another 50 million when the deadline arrives tomorrow.

Fifty million is equivalent to losing two apartments in the city center.

The pressure I'm under is all because of that good-for-nothing son.

He even had the nerve to ask for 1 billion yuan. He really dared to ask for that much.

Lu Jisheng failed to borrow a single penny from Lu Zhenhua and opened his contact list.

He called his childhood friends from wealthy families, whom he considered brothers, one by one, and humbled himself to ask them for money.

Things are different now; everyone in the industry knows that the Lu family has fallen on hard times.

Most people who receive the call will directly say they have no money and politely refuse.

A few people, unable to refuse out of courtesy, were only willing to lend a few hundred thousand, which was a drop in the bucket.

Lu Jisheng was pressed for time and his mentality was collapsing. Hundreds of thousands of yuan couldn't solve any problems at all. After hearing the reply, he hung up the phone without saying another word.

This move infuriated a group of rich kids.

People started ranting and raving in their private group chats.

[Hilarious! Is Lu Jisheng this rude now when he asks for money? He just hangs up on me if he doesn't have any, yet he still acts so arrogant?]

The Lu family is already in dire straits, yet he still acts like the pampered young master.

I've heard that Lu Zhenhua has been trying to borrow money everywhere lately, but the banks have blocked him and he can't get a single loan. What's wrong with the Lu family?

[Stock market crash, locked-up funds, debts everywhere – is bankruptcy the next step?]

The group chat was buzzing with gossip, with one revelation after another, each one hitting the sore spot of the Lu family.

Lu Jisheng suffered repeated setbacks and lost his composure.

He didn't beat around the bush when he called later; he immediately asked to borrow 500 million yuan.

The rich second-generation on the other end of the line was stunned and didn't dare to say another word. He was so frightened that he hung up the phone immediately.

Immediately afterwards, the other party promptly shared the recording of the call in a private group chat, causing an uproar.

[My goodness, Lu Jisheng is really daring, lending out 500 million in one go? Has he been driven mad by a car accident?!]

If I had 500 million in liquid funds, why would I need to attract investment?

[Hahaha, help! Has he gone insane? Is he still living in the heyday of the Lu family?]

[Completely obsessed! To be in such a sorry state and still clinging to wishful thinking—it's laughable!]

The screen was filled with sarcastic and mocking remarks, making it dazzling to watch.

Lu Jisheng was exhausted after failing to borrow money from several people. He wanted to open the group chat to see if he could ask for help from any acquaintances he knew. He was dumbfounded when he entered the group.

The entire group chat was buzzing with excitement, with everyone frantically discussing his embarrassing experience of borrowing money, and screenshots, recordings, and complaints flooding the screen.

They exposed his embarrassing and pathetic state completely and publicly executed him.

When the wall falls, everyone pushes it, and when the drum breaks, everyone beats it.

At this moment, Lu Jisheng truly understood the real meaning of those words.

Overwhelmed by shame and anger, he felt so furious he felt like he was flying on the spot, his mentality exploding, and without hesitation, he left the group.

The group admin reacted quickly, immediately sending a screenshot of the system notification that "Lu Jisheng has left the group chat" into the group.

The crowd laughed even harder.

Several extremely malicious rich kids privately sent Lu Jisheng screenshots of their departure from the group chat.

Feigning concern, I asked: "Mr. Lu, why did you leave the group?"

Every sentence was a sarcastic remark, a mockery born from a desire to stir up trouble.

Lu Jisheng was on the verge of a breakdown. He cleared his social media list with a single click, deleting all his friends and leaving no one behind.

The half-hour time limit passed in the blink of an eye.

Inside the room, Lu Jisheng endured the excruciating pain from his wounds, struggled to sit up, and locked the door with trembling hands.

He has lost all face and doesn't want to see anyone at all.

The bodyguard downstairs went upstairs on time, only to find the door locked and unable to be opened, so he gently knocked on the door.

A roar came from inside the door: "Get out! All of you, get out! Don't bother me!"

The bodyguards exchanged glances, not daring to make a rash move, and went downstairs to report.

"Young Madam, the young master has locked the door from the inside and refuses to come out."

Wen Qi naturally knew what was going on: "Don't worry about him, just let him stay inside."

Hearing this, Butler Fang became somewhat uneasy: "Young Madam, the young master is so emotional. What if he does something impulsive in a moment of weakness?"

Wen Qi didn't even look up: "Even if you're feeling down, he won't be. At most, he'll be too ashamed to face anyone and won't dare to do anything reckless."

Butler Fang: "..."

That seems to make sense.

He was relieved, but Wang Cui was not.

He carried the basin of water up to the second floor.

He was wiping the floor in front of Lu Jisheng's room, and occasionally knocking on Lu Jisheng's door to test the waters.

Every knock on the door was met with Lu Jisheng's furious roar.

Hearing the roar, Wang Cui felt relieved.

Ever since Gu Ting arrived, Wen Wen had been eavesdropping on everything that was happening downstairs.

Upon hearing that "The Immortal Path" had been officially scheduled for release, she was secretly delighted.

She felt that this drama was her only hope to turn things around and return to her peak.

We're just waiting for the series to air so it can turn around the negative online reviews.

Wen Wen excitedly clicked on the trending topic, but the moment she saw the official poster, she felt a chill run down her spine and almost fainted on the spot.

A pig's head mosaic, with the words "female pig" huge, became a target of ridicule and went viral online.

From the start of filming to the pre-production hype after filming wrapped, "The Immortal Path" has maintained high popularity, and the entire internet knows that the female lead is Wen Wen.

Now that she's started broadcasting in this way, she's become a laughing stock on the internet. She'll never be able to stand in the entertainment industry again, and she won't even be able to face anyone!

She still held onto a sliver of hope when she saw Lu Jisheng go upstairs.

They thought Lu Jisheng would do his best to raise money and settle the matter.

Seeing that tightly closed door now, my heart sinks to the bone.

Wen Qi's move was truly ruthless; it killed him and demoralized him.

It's 6:30 p.m.

Lu Zhenhua clocked in on time and returned to his old house.

After a whole day of running around and selling assets, they finally managed to raise another 100 million yuan, bringing their total assets to 1.5 billion yuan. However, they were still short a huge gap of several hundred million yuan.

Having no other choice, they could only turn to Old Master Lu and try to negotiate.

They wanted the old man to take out his life savings to cover the shortfall.

At this moment, Old Master Lu was also full of worries, physically and mentally exhausted, and felt like he was about to fall apart.

"Where would I get any more money?"

The old man doesn't even have ten million in his account now.

He planted medicinal herbs every day, so tired that he would fall asleep as soon as his head hit the bed, his whole body aching and weak.

At such an advanced age, to have to suffer like this is unbearable.

His biggest dream right now is to get some rest.

If this continues, he'll lose his life.

The old man had no money and kept urging Lu Zhenhua to find a way to raise the money to buy shares.

The sooner we buy back the shares, the sooner our family can have peace of mind.

Seeing that the old man truly had no money, Lu Zhenhua thought long and hard.

Of the entire Lu family, only Lu Zhenbang has assets left that can be extracted.

"Let Zhenbang raise the money. We're only 500 million short. We still have some properties that haven't been sold, and the second son should have some money left," Lu Zhenhua said.

Grandpa Lu nodded: "Go and fetch him."

Lu Zhenhua took out his phone and told Lu Zhenbang and his son to come to the study immediately.

Not long after, two weary figures entered the study.

Lu Zhenbang and Lu Chengxuan were in extremely poor condition, visibly haggard.

Lu Zhenbang lost more than ten kilograms in just one week. His cheeks were sunken, his eyes were dark, and his hair was messy.

Those nine days were absolutely horrific, the greatest ordeal of my life.

Every day before dawn, I was woken up to farm, doing high-intensity physical labor non-stop.

Meals are extremely simple, at regular times and in fixed quantities, and I have to spend a thousand yuan to have someone cook each meal. I'm never full.

After work in the evening, I was so tired that I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the bed, and I didn't even have the energy to think about anything.

Most importantly, he has two full-time bodyguards who keep a close watch on him year-round.

There was no freedom whatsoever. Forget about secretly doing something sneaky; even whispering in private would get you beaten.

A couple of days ago, I couldn't take it anymore and tried to bribe the bodyguard. I secretly slipped him some money to try and make an exception, but as soon as I opened my mouth to hand over the money, before I could even finish my sentence, I was slapped across the face.

The bodyguard showed no mercy, slapping him so hard that half of his face became red, swollen, and numb on the spot.

If he makes any move after that, Wen Qi will know it in the next second.

They doubled his workload and added extra hours.

After two such incidents, Lu Zhenbang became obedient and dared not have the slightest wicked thoughts.

He was constantly in a daze, as if he wasn't at the Lu family home at all, but had been abducted to some kind of industrial park...