amaotonovel Chapter 446 New Officials Ignore Old Debts
Chapter 446 New Officials Ignore Old Debts
"What?! You mean... the court officials are already at the company?! Then... what did President Sheng say? To... temporarily suspend filming?!"
Yu Wei was shocked and pressed him for an answer: "Director Liu, what do you mean by 'pause filming'?!"
"I see."
Director Liu hung up the phone, his hands trembling: "President Xu, did you do this?"
Fang Li raised an eyebrow: "What is Director Liu referring to?"
"......"
Fang Li smiled meaningfully, then turned to her company's employees and said, "Looks like we don't need the police. Everyone, get ready to start filming!"
Yu Wei was still nervously watching Director Liu.
Director Liu's face was as dark as it could possibly be, and he was holding his phone with a head full of question marks.
Why did filming stop?!
"Director Liu, what exactly happened?"
Director Liu stared at Xu Fangli, who was chatting and laughing with Zhou Yufan with a calm expression, with a puzzled look on his face. His voice was deep: "I don't know either. The producer said that filming has been temporarily suspended, but he didn't say the specific reason. Let's go back and talk about it later."
The crew of "Brilliant Star" left relatively quickly; by the time they left, everything on their side had already been moved in and was ready.
After the crew's car slunk away, the entire set suddenly erupted in cheers.
The members of the second filming crew looked at Xu Fangli with eyes full of admiration. They never expected that their usually elegant and quiet CEO Xu could be so incredibly cool when she got ruthless.
Zhou Yufan asked, "Why were you filing a lawsuit ahead of schedule?"
Xu Fangli smiled: "I can't help it, I can't stand it."
Zhou Yufan chuckled.
Fang Li glanced at her phone. "Deng Lu's efficiency is even faster than I expected. Our battle against Yaoxing and Yu's Jewelry has officially begun."
Zhou Yufan raised an eyebrow: "Are you scared?"
Fang Li glanced at him directly.
afraid?
Let alone Yaoxing Media, we wouldn't be afraid even if Yu's Jewelry teamed up together.
If they dare to attack together, we can wipe them all out in one fell swoop!
Xu Fangli straightened her sleeves. "I originally planned to wait until Attorney Deng was ready, and then choose a day when he wasn't in a good mood before making my move, but since they've delivered themselves to our doorstep..."
My phone vibrated; it was Han Xi.
"Alright, I'll leave the rest to you, senior. I have something to attend to and will be going now."
As she spoke, Fang Li quickly walked out of the venue.
Zhou Yufan called out from behind, "You didn't drive? I'll give you a ride!"
Fang Li waved her hand without turning her head: "I'll take a taxi."
Fang Li hailed a taxi and answered the video call as soon as she got in. Once the screen stabilized, Han Xi's face appeared on the screen.
He was in an open space outdoors, with a gray building vaguely visible in the background. As dusk approached, the setting sun cast a warm glow on his sharply defined silhouette.
He was wearing a black down jacket with the collar turned up and the zipper pulled all the way up to his chin, covering most of his jawline and making his skin appear pale and cold.
"Where are you?"
Xu Fangli frowned. "Weren't we supposed to be going to a meeting in Singapore? Why are we outside in this cold?"
Han Xi seemed to have switched hands to hold the phone: "I had to come out for a short visit because of a new project I was looking into."
He paused, then asked, "Do you miss me?"
Just then, a series of "bang" sounds suddenly came from the background, like some kind of metal colliding.
Fang Li's scalp tightened, and she instantly sat up straight, alert: "What was that sound?"
"fireworks."
Han Xi remained expressionless. "It seems the locals are celebrating a festival."
Did you miss me?
He asked again, his thumb gently stroking the screen, as if he could touch her through the lens.
Fang Li had her doubts, but meeting the man's indifferent gaze, she knew he wouldn't answer even if she asked, so she went along with him and said, "Yes, I do."
She paused, then deliberately pouted, "I'm missing your braised pork ribs. You promised to make them this weekend, but it looks like that's off."
Another burst of rapid "bang" sounds came from the background, this time even more intense.
Han Xi briefly looked away from the screen, then quickly returned: "I broke my promise. I'll make it up to you when I get back."
A smile played on his lips. "And add your favorite crab roe tofu."
"You agreed?!"
Fang Li smiled, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.
A flicker of worry lurked deep within.
Behind Han Xi is the headquarters of the Singapore Street Party.
Next door is the Sands Hotel, a hotel secretly run by the leader of the street gang.
As the gunfire inside the street gang headquarters gradually subsided, the atmosphere in the hotel across the street inexplicably became tense.
In the conference room on the top floor of the Sands Hotel, Han Yi checked his watch for the third time.
He arrived in Singapore yesterday afternoon.
Last night, after a secret meeting with the leader of the street gang, the two signed a letter of intent for cooperation. Today was the agreed-upon day to sign the formal contract, but more than two hours have passed since the agreed time, and the leader has still not appeared.
Despite it being the dead of winter, sweat trickled down Han Yi's carefully maintained temples, leaving dark stains on the collar of his Armani suit.
Outside the window, the city lights shone brightly, but inside, a suffocating sense of tension filled the air.
"When exactly will Boss Bao arrive?" Han Yi asked his trusted aide, wiping his forehead with a silk handkerchief.
Just as his confidant was about to answer, the conference room door was suddenly kicked open.
Six tattooed, burly men burst in with guns. The leader was not the agreed-upon Boss Bao, but a young man with a scar on his face. Han Yi had seen him last night; he was Ah Long, the second-in-command of the street gang.
Han Yi jumped to his feet, the chair scraping against the carpet with a dull thud: "Ah Long? Where's Boss Bao?"
Ah Long grinned, revealing a gold tooth: "Brother Bao? He's going to miss tonight's meeting."
"What do you mean?!" Han Yi asked in surprise.
Ah Long, however, spun around and sat down on the sofa in the main seat, picked up his wine glass and downed it in one gulp. He casually leaned back, made a shooting gesture with his right hand, and sneered, "What do you think? Of course he can't come anymore, permanently."
Han Yi's face turned deathly pale instantly.
He understood the meaning of the gesture perfectly. The street gang leader he had carefully cultivated a relationship with had been taken down at this crucial moment!
"You...you?"
"Otherwise what? Isn't it obvious that I'm here?"
Han Yi tried to remain calm, but his fingers trembled at his sides. "Do you know that I've already signed a cooperation agreement with your boss? If you kill him, then our cooperation......"
"cooperate?"
Ah Long burst into exaggerated laughter, then suddenly his expression changed, and he grabbed Han Yi by the tie. "Old man, do you think a new broom sweeps clean of old grievances?"
"Want to collaborate? Of course, talk to me."
Someone approached from behind, the cold barrel of a gun pressed against Han Yi's temple, reeking of gunpowder.
Han Yi clenched his hands on his knees, his legs went weak, and he almost knelt down on the sofa.
All his years of painstaking efforts, the asset transfer plan that took three months to negotiate, the $300 million overseas shell company transaction, just ended like that.
"Brother Long... Brother Long..."