067 Mr. Yang Is Back in Action

When Wang Bo arrived in Jianye with his wife and child, Li had already asked Guo Rong to help arrange for Wang Bo's son to enroll at Gongyuan Street Primary School. That very evening, at the welcoming banquet, Wang Bo downed three cups in succession, vowing that from now on, he would wholeheartedly work for Boss Li.

At that moment, the interests of capital and labor were unexpectedly aligned; they united, determined to bring down that scoundrel Yang Ying.

Wang Bo wasted no time. Upon reaching the riverside warehouse district, he began designing the motorcycle obstacle course that Li Jie needed, including both indoor and outdoor tracks, and even reserved space for constructing a steep ramp.

He had nothing but admiration for Li Jie’s physical prowess.

His own boss was truly a beast.

Meanwhile, Yang Ying, who had shot to nationwide fame as the "Flying Naked Man," seemed to have developed a manic obsession—his sole desire was to ruin Du Yao, the foreman.

But fate had other plans. Li's relatives came to Guangling to boost the intensity, and even invited Du Yao to undertake the Taiji Palace project in the "Tang Dynasty Film City."

Damn it, playing dirty with me, are you?

Yang Ying originally wanted to reason with the Li family, but found himself powerless; his family refused to provide resources for him to confront the Lis.

If you have the ability, earn your living through "Daye Media." If not, stay put and don’t cause trouble for the family.

Not only did the "Daxing Consortium" at home restrict him, even the superior company, "Kaihuang Group," limited Yang Ying’s authority.

There was no helping it—the losses caused by the "Flying Naked Man" incident were simply too great.

"Mom, are you just going to watch me get bullied? I can't even take down a foreman now?!"

Curled up in the Kaihuang Hot Springs Resort Hotel in Luzhou, Yang Ying, wearing a bathrobe, called his mother. "The whole world is laughing at me now. If I do nothing, what will people think of our Yang family?"

"Are you done? If you are, stay put until the New Year before coming home! You got blocked by a bunch of migrant workers at the entrance of your own hotel, stripped naked, and you still have the nerve to complain?"

"I didn't expect it! It’s not my fault!"

"Enough, I don't want to argue with you. Behave yourself, and after the New Year, I’ll talk to your father about letting you go to Japan or Korea to open up new business."

"Mom! Are you banishing me?"

"Banishing you? I’m giving you a chance to make your mark, you fool! As soon as you achieve results overseas, the entertainment division of 'Kaihuang Group' will be yours. The family is discussing spinning off the media business and forming a Media Group—no one else knows this yet. Seize the opportunity, son. I’ve always loved you the most, haven’t you realized?"

"Forming a Media Group?"

Hearing this, Yang Ying suddenly perked up. It seemed the family, including the uncle and shareholder relatives, were planning to further expand into international markets.

This was indeed a golden opportunity.

"Thank you, Mom. Did you get the snow frog I sent? It's top quality from Liaodong—I searched high and low to find it."

"Alright, as long as you remember you have a mother, that's enough. Hang up now—if your father finds out you called home, he'll definitely bang the table again."

"Okay, Mom, rest early."

After hanging up, Yang Ying felt much better. "Media Group? Looks like the old man has big business brewing. Damn, if only I could go back. Those damned peasants made me lose face."

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He couldn’t even get rid of Du Yao, the foreman—since the Li family had taken Du Yao to work for them, even if a court ruled, it wouldn’t be a big deal.

The jury had all been carefully screened with heavy investment by the Li family in Guangling; they were all sympathizers of Du Yao and his fellow migrant workers.

After all, "Daye Media" owed a substantial amount in project payments, and it had been years.

But Yang Ying heard that before the younger Li approached Du Yao, the owner of "Creative Talent," Li Jie, also intended to invite Du Yao to help.

"You bastard, you orphan raised in a welfare institute with no parents, you dare to disgust me? If I can’t deal with the Li family, I’ll deal with you, orphan!"

So Yang Ying asked people to find out what Li Jie had been up to lately.

It would have been better not to ask—what he heard left him uncomfortable.

"Is it true? Sanjiang Media Group is acquiring 'Creative Talent' for three hundred million?"

"Boss, it's true. Deputy Director of the Copyright Division, Cao Jingming, went to negotiate with Li Jie a couple of days ago. But ultimately, the deal didn't go through—the current 'Masked Gourd Hero' is a golden egg, and without two billion, the acquisition is unlikely."

"Cao Jingming, that old fossil, is retiring soon, isn’t he? Is he trying to cash in on copyright?"

"There’s an overseas agency for Upper Egypt and Lower Egypt, apparently the contract price is one and a half million per episode."

"Screw him!"

Cursing, Yang Ying was consumed by envy and hatred. If he had "Masked Gourd Hero" in his hands, he could sweep the national market; he looked down on Cao Jingming’s petty tricks.

Suddenly, Yang Ying’s eyes lit up: "Alright, go to Jianye and meet this Li brat. Tell him that since he’s recruiting Du Yao, I’ll let bygones be bygones. But the Korean and Japanese agencies must be handled by 'Daye Media.'"

"Don’t worry, Boss. I believe that 'Creative Talent' will realize that working with you offers greater opportunities."

"Good, if he’s sensible."

Yang Ying swirled the red wine in his hand and said, "But I really dislike his show-off style. He’s too pretentious, and I don’t like it."

"Don’t worry, Boss. I’ll tell him to tone it down in the future."

"Mm."

Yang Ying nodded, as if stating something self-evident. "If we play together, how can he outshine me? I won’t allow anyone to show off in front of me."

Li Lingbo accepted all of Yang Ying’s instructions, but before heading to Jianye, he chatted online with the user "Little Prince of Jie Ting": "Heading to Jianye tomorrow to touch base with 'Creative Talent,' discuss Korean and Japanese agency rights."

"Any news?"

"Sanjiang Media Group has secured Upper Egypt and Lower Egypt, possibly a Persian version too. 'Masked Gourd Hero' might be trending soon. Same old situation on my side—if there’s no sincerity, you decide how to proceed."

"Okay."

Li Lingbo then deleted the chat record without another word.

Meanwhile, at Sanjiang Media Group headquarters, Li Jie was curiously looking around. He had come at Cao Jingming’s invitation to sign a contract and take a tour, with a buffet thrown in.

He didn’t hold back and indulged himself.

Since he could bring a companion, Boss Li brought two.

"Oh, Yao Yao, this is so delicious!"

Rice worm Gan Xingnu felt that following Li Jie was simply too good—food and lodging provided, plus freeloading at high-class venues for commercial contract signings.

It made her feel like a business elite herself.

She sampled desserts and barbecue, a little of everything, thoroughly enjoying herself.

The only slight disappointment was that Li Jie had been preparing for the competition these past days, so he hadn’t touched her.

She’d been excited and nervous for days for nothing.

But Li Jie promised that once the competition ended, he would do it.

Thinking that tomorrow was the opening of the Six Provinces University Games, Gan Xingnu felt a little excited.

She calculated that she wouldn’t get her period before the end of the competition.

Great!