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"It's exhausting, isn't it?" Just as Yang Xiaoyou was shaking his numb hands, he felt a cool, damp sensation on his forehead. It was Chen Wuyou, holding a wet tissue to wipe away the sweat.
Her tone carried a gentle warmth that made Yang Xiaoyou feel as if a comet had just collided with the Earth.
In an instant, tears welled up in his eyes. At least his efforts were being recognized; it wasn't in vain after all.
However, just moments ago, he had caught a glimpse of the dark expression on Chen Wuyou's face, which had only just begun to soften. Although it was fleeting, it was clear that she had ulterior motives. It was evident she was trying to lure him away for some underhanded work without pay.
At that moment, Yang Xiaoyou couldn't help but think of his irresponsible parents. Thankfully, their plans for his future revolved around either joining the military or going to college. They certainly didn't want him to drop out for something else; any issues could easily be blamed on them.
On the other hand, while Chen Wuyou held a certain 'authority' among their peers, she still showed considerable respect towards her elders.
"I'll handle it myself," he said, feeling a bit uneasy as he took the tissue from her and wiped his forehead with a noticeably defensive posture.
Before Chen Wuyou could react, the other staff members who had been silent suddenly erupted into cheers and applause, their eyes shining with enthusiasm.
To be honest, at first, their only hope for Yang Xiaoyou was that the equipment wouldn't malfunction or break down; they wanted to rely solely on Dream Butterfly's hard skills.
But they never expected that one person could achieve results far superior to what the entire team had rehearsed!
Although there were spontaneous changes during the performance, every adjustment seemed naturally tailored to Dream Butterfly, blending seamlessly and achieving perfection. How could they not go wild with excitement?
Even those who had initially stayed out of fear of Yang Xiaoyou's threats expressed genuine admiration. Only those in this line of work could truly understand its challenges.
The sudden surge of enthusiasm from the crowd made Yang Xiaoyou feel somewhat uncomfortable. Honestly, if he followed their pre-planned routine, it would likely fall flat and might even lead to mistakes.
However, Dream Butterfly shone through. With their innate chemistry, it felt as if they were resonating together in the Spirit Realm, almost like Dream Butterfly was guiding him step by step from behind. This allowed him to elevate his performance beyond what he thought possible in music class.
If the relationship between Luo Guohui and himself was one of mutual entanglement and opposition, then with Dream Butterfly, it was a complete harmony. It was precisely in this way that when she expressed herself through song, he complemented her with his background music, achieving a perfect fusion.
At this moment, even within the studio, everyone could hear the enthusiastic cheers erupting from outside after being suppressed for so long. The fans had become fervently excited.
The success of the concert was already a foregone conclusion!
Perhaps at the beginning, they themselves had not anticipated reaching such a scene.
"Sister Chen, this fellow seems to be dying." At that moment, the security captain sent by Hive Security Company said to Chen Wuyou, pointing at the Artistic Youth who lay on the ground, tongue out, rolling his eyes, with blood bubbles forming at the corners of his mouth.
Seeing the other party's condition, Yang Xiaoyou's face flashed with amusement.
The initial strike was indeed punitive in nature, but he had held back. Although the injuries were severe, they were not fatal. The current change in the other person was clearly due to forcibly breaking free from Dream Butterfly's melodic restraint and attempting to do something, which resulted in broken ribs piercing his lung.
If there were no grievances in his heart and he had honestly been cleansed by the song once, it would have been nothing. However, if grievances were too great and he still harbored thoughts of revenge, that would be his own tragedy.
This was entirely self-inflicted; even if he died because of it, the negative emotions he caused himself would only be limited to when he first started getting hurt.
And what about excluding negative emotions legally?
Please, that fellow knew he was in a Rule of Law Society now; everything required evidence. This was merely about him falling off the stage.
As for potential witnesses? That was just hearsay; without actual evidence, everything else was moot.
The hospital could naturally determine that this unfortunate soul's severe injuries were caused by his reckless antics after "falling."
He was just a dog in someone else's hands; whether he lived or died no longer mattered. Once the issues here were resolved, it would be necessary to properly address Boss Zhou's situation.
In terms of aligning with international standards in the entertainment industry, the regions of Hong Kong, Macau, and Taiwan were significantly ahead of the mainland.
The phenomenon of being controlled in the entertainment industry was quite evident. No matter how talented one was, unless they reached the level of Dream Butterfly, they could not gain recognition or rise to prominence without the nod of certain individuals.
For some, it was incredibly easy to suppress a newcomer; sometimes, just a hint would cause surrounding collaborators to keep their distance.
This was the power of Dream Butterfly, a unique fellow with an unparalleled presence in the Spirit Realm. With her voice and perfect image, she had already achieved significant influence even before holding her first concert.
Yet, despite this, during her first concert, Chen Wuyou still chose to stay away from the entertainment center and return to her hometown.
Even so, trouble found its way to her doorstep.
After the concert exceeded all expectations of success, it became clear that blocking Dream Butterfly was unrealistic; at most, they could only create some scandals to tarnish her reputation.
Since that was the case, it was time to settle accounts with them.
Well, regarding the manipulation of public opinion in the entertainment industry, Hive Security Company had been exposed multiple times and was now in a passive position, unable to retaliate.
However, after successfully holding their ground, they could also leverage their strengths against the opposition.
"Just a partner from Blackwater Security Company? I'm Inspector Liu. You’re being too cautious here. A foreign company with only a bit of influence in our region shouldn’t be causing you so much trouble with a local entertainment company. Don’t worry; once this is done, I’ll give you that amount we discussed last time." Zhou Xian finally found a slightly quieter spot amidst the nearby raucous noise, his face showing signs of dissatisfaction.
He felt disdain for that fellow who usually asked for everything but was useless when it mattered; it seemed like they just wanted more money.
"Zhou, it's not that your brother isn’t helping you out. It’s no longer just about money. Sigh, I’m not clear on everything with you. But listen to your brother's advice: don’t make things too tense with Hive Security Company. A cousin of mine works within Red Dragon Security and has shared some insider information with me," Inspector Liu sighed on the other end of the line. Money is good, but it’s meant to improve life; hot money is hard to handle.
"Red Dragon? I’ve heard they’ve been having some issues lately. Is Hive Security Company just a subsidiary set up by Red Dragon for attention? If Red Dragon is involved, that could be troublesome. But if they’re too busy dealing with their own problems, why would they care about me? They can’t reach me," Zhou Xian’s heart skipped a beat upon hearing about that giant in the domestic security industry.
Those in his line of work naturally dealt with security companies but usually kept their distance from Red Dragon—of course, he made sure to avoid them intentionally.
However, after summarizing recent news, he made a decision: even if it was Red Dragon and given their current state of disarray, what were they really capable of? Moreover, he intended to only deal with their Hong Kong subsidiary as a precaution.
As long as they soften up at that time, offering an apology at the dinner table and giving themselves a way out, then this matter could be forgiven. After all, once this concert is successful, even with her own influence, it would be difficult to completely suppress that emerging company.
However, no matter what, she couldn't let her own interests be compromised! It was likely that the other party would recognize the situation; after all, they had invited her over knowing her intentions, which made everything clear.
With this thought in mind, Zhou Xian's face showed a hint of pride. At that moment, she planned to let that master of deception create some commotion.
"Hong Kong? We're right here in Hong Kong. Fein wants to come over and take a look, so he entered through here." On a glamorous commercial street, Lucas answered Yang Xiaoyou's call with a cheerful tone.
They had collaborated once before, and at the end, the other party had taken the initiative to cover for him, which left Lucas with a good impression of this formal member. He felt relieved upon hearing that everything was fine with them afterward.
Especially considering the terrifying level of control they had over live performances, he had tried several times to persuade Nobunaga Hideyoshi to include that fellow in the core group but had been consistently rejected.
This mission required pulling several people from various aspects to the Chinese Empire. He also managed to secure his own spot and brought along Fein, who had spent some time in the Chinese Empire, as well as a few elite members on standby.
However, just after arriving in Hong Kong, he received a call from that fellow who seemed to have a somewhat peculiar status in the Asian region.
In the past, Lucas might have found it strange due to the other party's unusual identity. However, after witnessing their battlefield control firsthand, he understood that in today's era, that formal member likely surpassed him—who only knew how to fight—by a significant margin.
With Hive Security Company making significant strides under Tactic analyst Mo Wenfu's leadership, he fully grasped the terrifying capabilities of people like them.
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