Do Not Speak Ill of My Mother!-Chapter 646 - 595: Not Someone to Mess With
"Also, last month during Yan Yueqing’s live opening event at Little Deer Ridge, the person following behind her, Jun Jiu..."
Liu Zhi’s words were like thunder: "There is accurate information, he is a key figure residing long-term at the core of the Jun Residence! Rarely shows up..."
"Jun Jiu... Jun Residence... Rarely shows up..." another vice president murmured, his face turning as pale as paper.
If a legendary family like the Jiang Family couldn’t make them nervous, then the tangible elite circle of the Jun Residence was enough to scare them out of their wits! 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦
In the entertainment industry, they were merely a first-tier company. Their resources appeared glamorous but were actually miles away from the two companies truly controlling the circle’s core, separated by an insurmountable chasm.
Before this, they only knew that the Jun Residence was an entity they absolutely could not offend, a colossal presence high above the clouds. But specifically regarding the structure within the Jun Residence, the identities of its core members, especially a young heir like Jun Yan, and a true power holder like Jun Jiu who rarely appeared in public view, their understanding was extremely limited, even downright mistaken.
Even if Yan Yueqing had stirred up so much trouble before, she had some indescribable connection with the Jun Residence, but what exactly was it?
Was this Jun Residence the one they knew, or just an ordinary prestigious family Jun Residence?
And Yan Yueqing in relation to the so-called Jun Residence, was she clinging onto them? Was she a distant relative? Or... some sort of transaction?
They arrogantly chose the least significant possibility! They had absolutely not guessed in the most unbelievable direction!
After all, what kind of waves could a woman who suddenly appeared, bringing an unknown small company like Zhongxing, possibly stir up?
Suppressing her was both a lesson for those who disobeyed and a warning to others who were eager to make a move.
However, at this moment, this bombshell of news was like a shredder, completely tearing apart all their luck and disdain.
Tan Ming still couldn’t believe it: "Where did you get your information? Is it reliable?"
Liu Zhi was displeased: "What do you mean? Would I joke about something of this magnitude with you?"
President Wang also frowned: "Mr. Tan, President Liu couldn’t have made up such a baseless story just to boost others’ spirits."
Tan Ming wanted to say something more, but suddenly the internal phone rang.
Seeing the caller ID number, Tan Ming’s heart sank. The number of this internal phone was known to only a few, and his subordinates knew full well he was in a high-level meeting. They would never dare to disturb him unless it was an earth-shattering matter. At this moment, the urgent and piercing ringtone was striking his nerves like a death knell.
The jumping name on the screen caused his pupils to contract suddenly—Mr. Zhao!
This man was his great backing! When he took the position of president of Huayao World, Mr. Zhao’s support was crucial! The old man rarely reached out directly to him, let alone at such a sensitive time...
A sense of foreboding instantly gripped Tan Ming. He suppressed the panic in his heart and made a "silence" gesture to Liu Zhi, President Wang, and the others who were also looking shocked and uncertain in the conference room. He took a deep breath and answered the call.
"Master Zhao, you’re looking for me?" Tan Ming tried to make his voice sound calm and respectful, but the end of his voice still carried a hint of an unnoticeable tremor.
On the other side of the phone, Mr. Zhao’s voice still sounded familiar, that kind of detached calmness after weathering many storms, as if he was merely discussing the day’s weather. However, beneath that calm tone, there was a chill that instantly plunged Tan Ming into an icy cave.
"Ah, little Tan," Mr. Zhao’s voice was slow yet clear, carrying an undeniable weight, "I hear... recently in the entertainment industry, you’ve been quite active?"
Tan Ming’s heart jumped into his throat, cold sweat instantly soaking his back. Instinctively, he wanted to argue: "Master Zhao, I..."
"No need to explain." Mr. Zhao directly interrupted him, his tone still calm but as sharp as an ice-tempered blade, "Let’s leave this matter at that."
"Master Zhao?"
Mr. Zhao concisely: "She is highly valued by the Jun Residence, and besides, it’s not impossible there’s support from the Jiang Family."
"How could that be?!" Tan Ming couldn’t believe it.
"Some matters don’t lack news; rather, you aren’t qualified to know yet." Mr. Zhao’s voice finally carried a hint of unnoticeable sternness, a warning from those in power to those unaware of their limits, "Little Tan," be wary not to overreach. Some people, Huayao Century can’t afford to provoke, you can’t afford to provoke, and even I can’t afford to provoke."
