Chapter 159: The Seminar
Gu Qinghuan’s first reaction was to call the police. Then she remembered that this time the program was already under police surveillance.
She felt a headache coming: “How did he run into it so quickly?!”
Gu Qinghuan already knew about Jin Ding’s involvement with drugs. In a small group chat with Bai Qingyin and Bao Rujian, she had seen Bai Qingyin mention it before.
In fact, the reason she guessed what might be happening now was because she recalled the content of that group chat.
But guessing is one thing; verifying it is another.
Although confirming this fact could completely ruin Ye Weiyu and Jin Ding, just thinking about such evil and bloody things being so close made Gu Qinghuan feel terrible.
The system didn’t respond immediately; it checked past records.
Not everyone in Jin Ding was involved with drugs. Only the manager Ye Weiyu was in contact with, Ji Sheng, was connected.
After discovering the problem at Jin Ding, Lou Cheng tried to reduce his own exposure by pretending to please Ji Sheng, giving most of the benefits to Ji Sheng.
Moreover, she secretly helped other female artists. To avoid being noticed, they stayed quiet and kept interactions low-key. Compared with male artists, her relationships were much more harmonious.
Yan Guanglei assumed Ji Sheng was capable and could develop more “cash cows,” so he used this as leverage to tie Ji Sheng to Jin Ding’s corrupt operations.
On the day of the costume prop incident, Ji Sheng was exhausted. Ye Weiyu took a disguised Natasha cigarette. To please Ji Sheng, he praised him a few times, and Ji Sheng gave him a pack.
Ye Weiyu could smoke, but Jinxiu Culture’s rules were strict, and he hadn’t smoked for a long time. When Ji Sheng handed it to him, he accepted it.
Once he did, he was completely doomed.
Gu Qinghuan greeted Leyi, then used the excuse of going to the restroom to hide in a stall and send a message to Bao Rujian.
Gu Qinghuan: Police sister, are you watching the livestream?
Bao Rujian: Yes, what’s up?
Gu Qinghuan: Don’t you think Ye Weiyu’s behavior is off?
Bao Rujian didn’t reply immediately. After a while, he sent a message: “What did you notice?”
Gu Qinghuan thought the account might have been taken over by someone else and replied concisely: “The group chat mentioned Jin Ding’s involvement with drugs before, right? Ye Weiyu’s behavior just now looks like a withdrawal symptom. I also noticed his hand was in his pocket, holding something that looks like a cigarette pack.”
The police officer communicating with Gu Qinghuan jumped up, his rolling chair sliding back until hitting the wall.
“Captain! This girl is incredible!” the officer exclaimed, pointing at the screen. “Her observational skills… is she really just a high school student?”
The middle-aged woman he called “Captain” patted his shoulder:
“Don’t forget, she started Plan B from the very beginning.”
The officer shook his head, muttering, “The new generation surpasses the old,” retrieved his chair, and continued talking with Gu Qinghuan: “We’ve already noticed this. Personnel have been sent undercover at the school. If anything abnormal happens, immediate action will be taken.”
Hearing this, Gu Qinghuan immediately felt relieved.
Bao Rujian: Make sure to keep a safe distance from Ye Weiyu. Your safety is the priority. Others are handling him.
This “others” was probably Bai Hanshan, Gu Qinghuan thought.
After agreeing, she turned to Vu Xin:
“If any sudden situation occurs, all actions against Ye Weiyu are to stop. Pay attention to the livestream recording.”
Vu Xin’s “typing…” indicator lingered for a while, then finally sent two words:
“Received.”
Seeing Gu Qinghuan’s message, Vu Xin’s first reaction was also: “What happened?” She started typing to ask but deleted it.
Since Gu Qinghuan had sneaked out to send messages during the livestream, it clearly wasn’t trivial. Connecting this to Ye Weiyu’s earlier situation, Vu Xin judged that the priority wasn’t asking questions but quickly carrying out Gu Qinghuan’s instructions.
She first notified several students responsible for executing the plans point-to-point, ensuring the message got through, and then reminded the class group chat.
Song Yi: What’s up?
Ming Xiaolan: Something’s happening, right? Considering what just happened in the livestream, Ye Weiyu is too dangerous.
Zhan Chuchen: If it weren’t for the cameras and people around, it feels like he might have actually attacked Bai Hanshan.
Xu Xinghe: I saw the class president grab a power bank and run up. That was scary.
Ai Ning: I’m really worried about what Ye Weiyu might do… Since the action is suspended, should I go guard around the venue?
Song Yi: Take me too! If he really starts, I can restrain him!
Zhan Chuchen: I’ll go too. We’re all girls, might as well take care of things.
While classmates debated, besides Ai Ning and the others guarding the venue, a few wisely decided to inform teachers or school authorities.
Vu Xin tallied the arrangements, instructed no one to make changes, and decided to hold position while monitoring Ye Weiyu’s livestream.
The recent incident on Walking with Light quickly climbed trending searches, with countless people analyzing frame by frame.
Yao Shali and Bao Qingsong secretly cleaned the group chat timeline, removed content related to their class, and posted it online. Instantly, the public treated it as evidence.
Everyone agreed that Ye Weiyu had broken his composure, realizing he couldn’t compete with a student, and lashed out. His subsequent self-pity act was just a disguise.
Rival fans approached Ye Weiyu’s fans, provoking them. Words like “vultures” or “vampires”, used for artists under Jinxiu Culture, made Ye Weiyu’s fans furious.
Even after switching companies, the remaining fans were mostly loyalists. Seeing Ye Weiyu’s behavior in the livestream, many couldn’t tolerate it.
“Can’t take it already,” Xia He muttered, putting down his phone, watching Yan Guanglei chatting downstairs. “And there’s more to come.”
The corporate seminar was organized officially but wasn’t overly formal. Ample time was reserved for the entrepreneurs to communicate before the official meeting.
Yan Guanglei was discussing new policies with others when someone hissed: “The Young Master of the Xia family is here.”
He looked up and saw Xia He coming down from the upper floor.
The upper floor had a lounge. For some corporate representatives collaborating closely with the authorities, who had traveled overnight from afar—even overseas—a lounge was prepared for them to rest.
No one expected Xia Suirong to send Xia He, a first-year student, as his representative.
Xia He’s demeanor was calm. He greeted several corporate representatives familiar with the Xia family, handling all tests and speculation flawlessly.
An experienced observer whispered: “Truly the child of Ms. Xu Qiu.”
Yan Guanglei had never met Xu Qiu; when the Yan family rose, she had already passed away abroad. He had only heard regrets from others.
Regardless, Yan Guanglei came today for the Xia family. Whether it was Xia Nanzhi, Xia Xiuzhu, or Xia He, he wanted to make an impression.
He straightened up and walked toward Xia He: “You’re…”
Xia He looked over. Was it Yan Guanglei’s imagination, or did he smile slightly?
“You’re…” Not a mirage—Xia He was indeed pleased. “Are you Mr. Yan Guanglei?”
“Yes, I am.” Yan Guanglei was surprised; he hadn’t expected Xia He to recognize him.
Xia He said: “Earlier at school, I almost got beaten by your son. Since we’ve met, I might as well file a complaint.”
