Peerless Talented Woman
Late at night, at Yuezhou Third Hospital.
Taking advantage of the fact that no one was in the ward, He Jiaqing stuffed a cigarette into the mouth of "He Jiaqing" on the hospital bed.
This "He Jiaqing" is He Haisheng, who is currently unable to move or speak and is temporarily lying in the hospital bed in place of He Jiaqing.
He Haisheng blew a puff of smoke into He Jiaqing's face to show his dissatisfaction.
He Jiaqing sighed and said, "Don't be angry, Third Uncle. I really have been busy these past two days. Didn't I send someone to bring you cigarettes?"
Third Uncle, you can only smoke this one tonight, otherwise the smell will be too strong tomorrow, and I won't be able to explain it to the doctor.
He Haisheng took a deep drag of his cigarette and then blew it all over He Jiaqing's face.
"Not enough?" He Jiaqing said helplessly. "Fine, I'll let you smoke one more. The attending physician is definitely going to yell at me again tomorrow..."
He Haisheng was still smoking when the button on He Jiaqing's shirt moved, and Wan Jinxian's voice came to his ears.
"Jiaqing, Tu Yinghong has left the film company. I don't know where she went."
He Jiaqing took a deep breath, trying his best to control his tone.
Wan Jinxian was a veteran figure, and He Jiaqing was reluctant to lose his temper with him.
"Old Wan, didn't I tell you to keep an eye on her?"
"Jiaqing, I'm old and useless. I didn't notice you at first glance..." Wan Jinxian's tone was full of self-blame and regret.
He Jiaqing sighed and said, "Alright, don't be too upset. Even tigers have their moments of weakness."
"Send someone to find Tu Yinghong first, and also find someone to appease Xiao Xiufēi."
Xiao Xiufēi was originally the female lead in "Blood Blade Detective". However, when filming the third installment, Ling Miaoying suddenly changed the script, turning Tu Yinghong and Xiao Xiufēi into two female leads.
By the time the fourth installment was filmed, Tu Yinghong had become the lead actress, while Xiao Xiufēi had become a supporting actress.
Xiao Xiufēi had strong opinions about this and even went on strike. Only after Ling Miaoying reassured him did he return to the set.
Ling Miaoying knew how to appease him, but Wan Jinxian didn't quite understand.
"Jiaqing, I really don't understand this movie thing. Find someone else. I'll do my best to find Tu Yinghong. If I can't find her, I'll accept any punishment you give me!"
"Brother, don't say that. It's not your fault; it was my oversight."
After exchanging a few polite words, the two broke off contact.
He Jiaqing lit a cigarette, intending to give it to He Haisheng, but he put it in his own mouth and took a puff.
"Third Uncle, why is it so hard to find someone capable?"
He Haisheng looked at He Jiaqing with a mournful expression, then glanced at the cigarette in He Jiaqing's hand.
He Jiaqing took another puff and sighed, "If he really has no other way, then so be it. If he just puts some disease on Tu Yinghong, how can Tu Yinghong escape?"
He just doesn't want to do something so simple. Everyone's the same; they talk about being loyal, but they all have their own agendas.
Third Uncle, why is it so hard to find a brother who will truly do things for you?
He Haisheng listened to He Jiaqing's complaints while watching He Jiaqing finish the entire cigarette.
He Jiaqing thought about taking out another cigarette, but then changed his mind and put the cigarette pack away. "Never mind, let's not talk about this anymore, Third Uncle, go to sleep."
He Haisheng stared at He Jiaqing with bloodshot eyes, refusing to fall asleep for a long time.
He Jiaqing left the hospital and went to Mountain Show Park.
The park is very large, and there are usually quite a few visitors.
He Jiaqing went into the flowerbed at the park entrance, picked two brightly blooming Peony Flower, put them in his arms, and then went to the next park.
He picked a total of thirty-six peonies. He Jiaqing drove back to the villa and neatly arranged the thirty-six peonies on the table.
He took out a feeding box from the bedroom, inside which was a golden bee about the size of a thumb.
When bees are placed on peonies, they take turns collecting nectar.
This bee was incredibly fast; in less than ten minutes, it had collected nectar from all thirty-six flowers.
After waiting for half an hour, a white ring appeared on the bee's golden body.
He Jiaqing picked up the bee and positioned its tail above his head.
He took a deep breath and then stabbed.
After a series of convulsions, the bee died, its body shattering into a pulp.
He Jiaqing had a bump the size of an egg on his head. He sat on the sofa, looking at the withered Peony Flower on the table.
"These seeds aren't very good; we need to cultivate some new flowers."
As he spoke, He Jiaqing grimaced; the bump on his head still hurt quite a bit.
Once the bump on his head was gone, He Jiaqing rhythmically fiddled with the buttons on his chest.
A mature female voice came from beside him. "Jiaqing, you wanted to see me?"
"Sister, I need to trouble you with something."
"Why be so polite when talking to your older sister?"
"I wanted my sister to take over the Ling family's film business, but I know she has a lot of work to do and I'm worried she won't be able to handle it."
"I can still keep busy, but I don't know much about the film industry."
"It's similar to the leather business. With your talent, my sister will pick it up right away."
"Since you've said so, I'll give it a try."
"I've prepared the film company contract for you. I'll have someone arrange for you to start work in three days."
"Three days is a bit rushed, Jiaqing. I'm still in Sea Eat Ridge. I need to talk to someone about some business matters."
"Then it'll be five days. If there's anything you don't understand, just come to me."
Li Banfeng bought up all the newspapers from the past ten years, loaded them into a horse-drawn carriage, and delivered them to Carefree Dock.
In these newspapers, he focused on the names of more than a dozen people.
Shen Rongqing, Qian Xiangjun, Duan Shuqun, Luo Suxuan, Liu Zexun, Wang Minggeng...
Li Banfeng would occasionally see these people acquiring businesses in the newspapers, but the news was always brief and contained no introduction about these people.
According to Li Banfeng's estimate, if all these businesses were successfully established, these dozen or so people would probably be big shots in Pro State.
The Four Great Families plus the Ling family are considered top-tier wealthy families in Pro State, while these dozen or so would be considered upper-middle-tier.
But why is it that a second-tier, upstream company is not famous at all?
Is it because they're keeping it well hidden, or am I just ignorant?
Li Banfeng found Ma Wu and asked him about Shen Rongqing.
Ma Wu's eyes were filled with admiration. "A talented woman, Peerless Talented Woman, worthy of being called Peerless Talented Woman along with Zhang Xiuling!"
Li Banfeng was stunned for a long time.
"Isn't Zhang Xiuling the leader of the Hundred Flowers Gate? She's also a talented woman?"
"She can wield a knife, and she can also wield a pen. Have you read Zhang Xiuling's works?"
"No!"
"You must read it, you absolutely must read it, only after reading it will you understand..."
"Let's not talk about Zhang Xiuling yet, I'm asking about Shen Rongqing."
"Shen Rongqing is even more talented. She writes books, poems, and songs; she's proficient in everything. If only I could have her for one night..."
"I didn't ask you that! Didn't you just get discharged from the hospital?"
I want to ask you about business. Has Shen Rongqing ever done business before?
Ma Wu pondered for a moment and said, "I don't think I've ever done that before?"
Li Banfeng pulled out a newspaper. "Shen Rongqing bought a factory from your Ma family, located in Black Stone Slope. Did you know that?"
"I seem to remember. I even asked Shen Rongqing for a signed book back then. Let me show it to you."
"No need to read the book anymore. Since there really is such a deal, it proves that Shen Rongqing is also a businessman."
"No!" Ma Wu denied it firmly.
"What's the meaning?"
"Shen Rongqing could not be a businesswoman; she would never be associated with that kind of money."
Li Banfeng frowned and said, "Isn't she going to eat? Do you think she's become an immortal?"
Ma Wu shook his head and said, "She might have taken over the factory and turned it into a newspaper, or she might have turned it into a residence. In any case, she couldn't possibly be a businesswoman like us."
Li Banfeng couldn't understand Ma Wu's admiration for Shen Rongqing.
Unable to get anything useful from him, Li Banfeng inquired with other people, only to arrive at the same conclusion.
Shen Rongqing is a talented woman.
Shen Rongqing is unlikely to be a businessman.
Li Banfeng obtained Travel Permit, bought a train ticket, and went to Black Stone Slope.
He read Shen Rongqing's poetry collection, paying little attention to the literary style, but focusing on Shen Rongqing's introduction.
Shen Rongqing's hometown is Black Stone Slope.
Shen Rongqing's first collection of poems was also published in Black Stone Slope.
Further investigation of the newspapers revealed that most of Shen Rongqing's business was also located in Black Stone Slope.
To find out Shen Rongqing's background, starting with Black Stone Slope is the right choice.
Once on the train, Li Banfeng naturally didn't want to stay in the carriage, so he hid the key and returned to his Portable Abode.
As soon as he entered, Li Banfeng saw a long spear stuck in the armor, a rather strange situation.
"Seventh Son, is it good?"
It turned out that Hong Ying had put on her armor. She was completely covered by armor, and only the red-glowing spear tip could be seen.
"It looks pretty good," Li Banfeng said dismissively, then went back to playing with the record player.
The flames from the record player were hotter than ever before, and the three speakers kept their eyes fixed on Hong Ying.
Li Banfeng touched the temperature of the steam and asked his Wife, "You want it?"
The Wife was startled. "What... what do you want?"
"Armor!"
The record player laughed, "Hey, my lord, what jokes are you making Little Slave? How can I wear armor looking like this?"
That's what she said, but Li Banfeng could detect a hint of envy in his Wife's tone.
"I'll just find a mechanic to customize one for you."
The Wife was silent for a moment, then laughed, "My husband is so mean, yet he still mocks his Little Slave."
"I'm talking about serious business. I'm going to Black Stone Slope. There are many good repairmen there."
"Husband, please stop. You're embarrassing Little Slave. Speaking of craftsmen, the craftswoman you brought back before is ready to be served."
Li Banfeng then remembered Tu Yinghong's matter, took out Tu Yinghong's Lotus Seed from the Red Lotus, and extracted ten Golden Essence Pills.
Li Banfeng asked Red Lotus, "Tu Yinghong and Ling Miaoying's cultivation levels should be similar, so why is there such a big difference in the quality of their pills?"
Red Lotus explained to the record player, who relayed, "Husband, Tu Yinghong's cultivation is higher than Ling Miaoying's; her cultivation is already close to the eighth level."
Tu Yinghong looks to be around thirty years old. It's really not easy for her to have this level of cultivation!
With a cultivation level approaching the eighth level, why would she still want to become a movie queen? Her behavior is hard to understand. Is it really just because of her feelings for Ling Miaoying?
Li Banfeng glanced at the projector. "Do you know Tu Yinghong?"
The projector had mentioned Tu Yinghong before, but now it hesitated, saying, "Well, I do know a little about her on an artistic level, but in other aspects..."
The record player said from the side, "Husband, don't make things difficult for this Shadow Play Machine. The magic weapon shouldn't mention its previous owner. This involves the magic weapon's integrity and the contract. The magic weapon might suffer a backlash because of this."
That's definitely true.
Li Banfeng stopped asking questions. After a moment of consideration, the projector took the initiative to say, "Seventh Director, Tu Yinghong and Ling Miaoying's relationship might not be that deep. Her coming to you might not be for revenge for Ling Miaoying."
Li Banfeng was taken aback. "Then what does she want with me?"
The projector recalled the scene when he first fought Li Banfeng: "I remember that Tu Yinghong repeatedly mentioned her Iron Ruler. She had a pair of very precious Iron Ruler. I didn't know what they were used for, but it seemed that she had lost Iron Ruler."
Iron Ruler?
"Lost it?" Li Banfeng pondered for a while. "She lost the Iron Ruler, so why is she coming to me?"
Portable Abode fell silent.
All the magical artifacts, including the Wife herself, were pondering the reason behind it.
Tang Blade glanced at Li Banfeng's pistol, which Gloves had stolen from Ling Miaoying.
"My lord, this humble general feels that this matter..."
The glove suddenly interrupted the Tang Blade: "Master, is it because you also have a pair of Iron Ruler?"
Li Banfeng nodded and said, "There is indeed a pair."
He took his Iron Ruler and asked the projector, "Is it the same as Tu Yinghong's Iron Ruler?"
The projector replied, "I haven't seen Tu Yinghong's Iron Ruler, but I think what Brother Tao said makes sense. Perhaps it was because of this pair of weapons that Tu Yinghong had a misunderstanding."
Li Banfeng laughed and said, "Then her death was rather unjust."
The glove shook his index finger and said, "No wonder. She offended the head of the household; she deserves to die!"
When the train arrived at Black Stone Slope, Li Banfeng got off.
The familiar industrial atmosphere made him feel very welcome.
He boarded a Small Train, intending to visit Shen Rongqing first.
PS: He wanted to see just how much wealth He Jiaqing's Hand and Foot Alliance actually had.