Fenglin Entertainment Company, Fu Ming had naturally heard of it.
When Xia Lin mentioned arranging him into this production crew, Fu Ming was genuinely excited and repeatedly thanked her, "Xia Lin, thank you so much."
"Don't be so formal. I can only provide you with a platform. Whether you can carve out a niche for yourself still depends on you," Xia Lin waved her hand, refusing Fu Ming's good intentions.
After all, a platform is very important for an individual's success.
Xia Lin was like Fu Ming's benefactor, providing him with a stage to showcase his abilities. Whether he could achieve anything was up to him.
"Then I won't say any more unnecessary words. I won't disappoint you, my old classmate."
Fu Ming was also very sensible. No matter how good the words were, they were not as good as his own actions. He would not disappoint Xia Lin.
After the three chatted for a while, they left.
After leaving Yipin Jiayao, Fu Ming took a taxi home.
On the way back, Fu Ming specifically searched for Fenglin Entertainment. When he saw Xia Lin's name listed as the chairman of Fenglin Entertainment,
He was completely stunned.
...........
Xia Lin and Liu Jingru returned to the private room.
"Lin'er, you two are finally back. Where did you go this afternoon?" Qin Wen asked as Xia Lin walked in.
"It took a while, but that's a basic trait of women."
"Have you guys decided? Shall we play mahjong?" Xia Lin asked after thinking.
"It seems like it's been quite a while since we played mahjong. The last time we played was when Liu Jingru first came to the villa."
"Okay, shall we play back here or somewhere else?" Qin Wen agreed.
"Playing mahjong is so much fun. Shopping is also meaningless. We just finished shopping in Hong Kong, and we bought everything we needed."
"Let's go to my house's private club. We've set up a place specifically for guests to drink tea and play cards," Yu Wei suggested.
His family did indeed have a clubhouse-like facility, not open to the public.
However, the clubhouse had everything for dining, drinking, and entertainment.
Of course, it was all proper entertainment.
"That's great. I've only been to Fatty Yu's clubhouse twice, and it's quite nice. You didn't even take us, saying your dad didn't allow it. So stingy,"
"National Little Wang" said with a hint of mockery. That clubhouse was specifically used by Yu Zhaoyi to entertain guests.
If Yu Wei constantly brought "National Little Wang" to play there, it would inevitably become a chaotic mess.
"It's fine for you to occasionally visit and play, but bringing a few female anchors each time, what would guests think if they saw that?"
"Playing with anchors during the day, and playing with anchors at night."
"Bringing them back would be utterly disgraceful, wouldn't it?"
Yu Zhaoyi would rather spend money to let them go out and play than have Yu Wei bring them back.
Yu Wei's face turned a little awkward after hearing this, because what "National Little Wang" said was true.
What could they do if they themselves were not up to par, wasting their days without proper occupation? His father found it an eyesore.
"It's different now. With Xia Lin visiting, it's like the humble abode is graced with radiance. If my dad knew, he'd be so delighted he'd lick the floor tiles clean, welcoming you with open arms."
"Then let's go. We still have to take you home for dinner tonight," Xia Lin suggested.
"Okay," Yu Wei nodded.
Then he took the lead to go out and settle the bill.
Fudan University.
Pope Paul, King Hughes, and Dark Spirit returned from Japan, bringing two other people with them.
After dealing with matters in Japan, they stayed there for some time and re-established two family heads.
After all, they had killed the previous ones. What about all that property?
Wouldn't it all fall into the hands of the Japanese authorities?
"Pope, isn't it a bit presumptuous for us to come find the Eastern Immortals like this?" Dark Spirit asked in a low voice.
After leaving Thailand, he thought he could show off his power, but he failed to do so and almost died.
Now he had become a mere enforcer.
At this moment, Pope Paul brought him to Xia Feng again, and he felt a little flustered.
What if Xia Feng decided to kill him after using him?
It's better to live a lowly life than to die with dignity. It wouldn't be too late to return to Thailand, go into seclusion for decades, and then reappear.
"What nonsense are you spouting? Does the divine care about these trivial details?" Pope Paul glared at Dark Spirit and then continued, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. You're just afraid of death, aren't you?"
Dark Spirit chuckled awkwardly.
Pope Paul continued, "If the divine wants your life, even if Yaksha were alive and you hid with him, it would be useless. It would only lead to Yaksha's death as well, a buy-one-get-one-free."
Dark Spirit, his true thoughts exposed, fell silent.
"Look at how calm King Hughes is," Pope Paul then pointed to King Hughes, who was standing calmly beside them.
"King Hughes has pledged fealty. We haven't," Dark Spirit said with difficulty.
Pope Paul shook his head upon hearing this and stopped speaking.
After a while, Xia Feng walked out of the academy. The three of them felt a surge of spirit.
As Xia Feng approached, the three of them respectfully bowed:
"Master."
"Eastern Immortal."
"What is it?" Xia Feng asked.
"Eastern Immortal, the matters in Japan have been clearly resolved. There will be no more clowns bothering you. These two are the newly appointed family heads from the Aso and Koizumi families. They have come to apologize to you."
Pope Paul pointed to the two people standing behind him and then beckoned them.
Upon seeing this, the two walked forward nimbly, bowed, and said with trembling voices, "We apologize, Professor Xia. We offended you greatly before, but we were unaware."
"To express our families' apologies, here are 51% of the shares of our family's conglomerate, along with 100 billion in cash. We present them now, and we implore Professor Xia to overlook our past transgressions."
After speaking, the two each produced a document bag and handed it to Xia Feng with a bow.
Xia Feng glanced at Pope Paul. This matter was likely his doing.
"The matter of the shares, I will have someone contact you to handle it. The cash will be donated to China in the name of Fenglin Entertainment Company for medical purposes,"
Xia Feng looked at the two and instructed.
"Yes," the two replied.
Then, the two consciously stepped aside, standing respectfully behind him, not daring to speak.
"I have further arrangements for the three of you," Xia Feng then said to Pope Paul and the other two.
Upon hearing this, the three showed joy on their faces. Having tasks arranged meant they were useful and had received Xia Feng's approval.
Pope Paul, in particular, looked much more radiant and showered praise, "Eastern Immortal, please instruct me. I, Paul, am willing to serve China and shed my blood and tears for you."
"Many people with ill intentions in various Western countries are coveting China, especially those hiding in the shadows who like to play petty tricks to disgust people. Your mission is to clear out some evildoers for China. Anyone who disrespects China must not be allowed to live."
After returning from Hong Kong, Xia Feng had already thought of this.
After all, these people were hidden in the shadows, and one didn't know when they would come up with new schemes.
Now that Pope Paul and the other two had arrived, weren't they the best enforcers?
Upon hearing this, the three men's expressions turned serious, and they said in a deep voice:
"Clearing obstacles for China is our undeniable duty. Anyone with ill intentions towards China shall be killed."