Retired for A Hundred Years: Re-Employment for the Apocalypse Bigshot!-Chapter 107: I’ll Sue You!

Jia Ying Entertainment is the second-largest investor in the drama "Gone with the Wind." Although they haven’t invested as much as Xing Yu, Jia Ying has connections with local TV stations. When it comes time for the show to air on various local stations, Jia Ying is the one doing the networking.

Unexpectedly, they are pulling out their investment now?

Feng Zhong’s expression at this moment could no longer be described as anything but dark as the bottom of a pot.

Back when the project was raising funds, Feng Zhong specifically brought in Jia Ying as an investor to prevent Xing Yu from having complete control over the production. This was to ensure a balance and avoid a situation where one side might exploit any unexpected occurrence.

Who knew Jia Ying would suddenly withdraw their investment for no apparent reason? This was definitely abnormal.

Feng Zhong immediately called the person in charge at Jia Ying, but there was no answer.

Feng Zhong was relentless. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Soon, the phone on the other end was turned off.

Feng Zhong felt a chill run through him, and his pacing stopped. He pressed his lips tightly, his expression unprecedentedly grave.

At this moment, a cool voice sounded from behind him.

"Need help?"

Feng Zhong was slightly startled, turned around, and saw Ji Ning standing quietly five steps away, watching him.

Her gaze was clear and calm, as if the surrounding noise couldn’t stir any waves within her.

The restlessness in Feng Zhong’s heart was inexplicably soothed in that moment.

Meanwhile, the assistant rushed over with a phone, speaking in a low voice, "Director Feng, I just got word that Jia Ying has invested in Tiansheng Entertainment. They are now the third largest shareholder of Tiansheng Entertainment."

Feng Zhong’s heart, which had just calmed down, was on edge again, suddenly recalling the phone call he received during the casting change.

He was initially worried that Xing Yu might cause trouble for him and the production due to the casting change, but Xing Yu remained silent. Instead, people from Jia Ying called him several times, expressing their disagreement with the change.

He had thought that Jia Ying was worried about the audience ratings being low if an unpopular newcomer was suddenly cast. Little did he know that they were secretly maneuvering.

"If they want to pull out, let them. I don’t believe that without them, I can’t finish shooting this drama," said Feng Zhong, growing angrier as he spoke, with a fire burning in his heart.

Ji Ning continued to ask, "How much does it cost to invest in a TV drama?"

Feng Zhong was slightly taken aback and looked at Ji Ning with confusion.

"At least 20 million, but it’s not just about having money to invest."

"What are the requirements?"

Feng Zhong looked at her for a moment, sighed, and said, "I know you want to help, but this isn’t a problem that investment alone can solve. There are many other issues to deal with afterward."

"What issues?"

Seeing Ji Ning’s serious expression, Feng Zhong pinched his aching brow, remained silent for a while as if organizing his thoughts.

"From project approval to official release, a TV drama involves many steps, and filming is just one of them. Perhaps you have the means to invest and allow the crew to film smoothly, but what about after shooting? I’m not lacking investment; I need channels to ensure the drama is broadcast smoothly and reaches more viewers. And Jia Ying has those channels, so their withdrawal is quite troublesome for me."

Feng Zhong explained the pros and cons to Ji Ning concisely.

Ji Ning simply acknowledged with a sound, said nothing, and directly turned to leave.

Ye Tong and Bai Xiaotang, standing at a distance, immediately approached when they saw Ji Ning coming their way.

At this point, Ye Tong had already learned the truth from crew members and some actors, feeling both angry and guilty.

"Sister Ning, maybe I shouldn’t act in this drama anymore."

Unexpectedly, Ji Ning shot her a glance, her voice low and dangerous, "Why?"

"Because of me..."

"Because of what? You’re giving yourself too much credit."

Ji Ning’s tone was sharper than ever, leaving Ye Tong momentarily stunned.

Ji Ning then looked at Bai Xiaotang with a cold voice, "Didn’t I tell you to take her to the base?"

Bai Xiaotang bit her lip, her head slightly lowered, not daring to make a sound, while Ye Tong quickly mediated, "I didn’t want to leave."

Under Ji Ning’s unemotional gaze, the two girls stood like children who had done something wrong, obediently looking down at their feet.

Until Ji Ning spoke again.

"Bai Xiaotang, take her to Fu Yuanxuan for a physical assessment. Lin Yuanyang, come with me."

After Ji Ning finished speaking, she pressed her Smart Brain on her wrist, checked it, and walked toward the film set’s exit.

Lin Yuanyang, who had already rushed to catch up, suddenly stopped and looked back at the two girls standing still. He shook his head helplessly and reminded, "You two should head to the base quickly."

Ji Ning didn’t walk far, just to the temporary parking lot outside the film set.

At this point, Fu Yuanxuan had just recovered and was trying to sit up when he saw someone opening the rear car door.

Ji Ning quickly tapped several points around his temple and other head acupoints.

Fu Yuanxuan immediately felt the pain in his body disappear.

"Get up and drive!"

"You..."

Before he could express his opinion, Ji Ning grabbed him like a chick and dragged him out of the car.

"Send them back to the base."

Fu Yuanxuan was too angry to even speak. He had never seen someone like Ji Ning, who could get physical without a word and still be friends afterward.

How could she injure him one moment and command him the next?

"I’ll give you one chance to ask a question."

Fu Yuanxuan swallowed his refusal and said through gritted teeth, "Okay."

After sending Bai Xiaotang and Ye Tong away, Ji Ning returned to the set with Lin Yuanyang to find Feng Zhong.

Feng Zhong was still on the phone.

Ji Ning and Lin Yuanyang sat at Feng Zhong’s usual desk.

Lin Yuanyang had already opened his small backpack and pulled out a black tablet.

"Sister Ning, I’ve tracked a few IP addresses of black posts and found they’re all within Anhe City."

"Good, find the exact addresses."

In less than five minutes, Lin Yuanyang had sent Ji Ning the specific addresses of those who posted defamatory posts about Ye Tong, the director, and the crew.

One of the addresses was surprisingly on Jiuming Mountain, just a 15-minute walk from the set.

"Let’s go see who this person is."

Ji Ning glanced at Feng Zhong, who hadn’t finished his call yet, and left with Lin Yuanyang.

Feng Zhong’s assistant noticed and felt a bit worried. After hesitating for a while, he discreetly followed them.

"Sister Ning, is someone following us?" Lin Yuanyang asked Ji Ning in a low voice, using the Smart Brain screen’s reflection to look behind them.

"Ignore it."

Following the address, Ji Ning and Lin Yuanyang arrived at a vacation village rented by the crew, where security was present at the entrance, requiring crew work IDs for entry.

Since Ji Ning and Lin Yuanyang didn’t have work IDs, the assistant expected them to be stopped and had to go save them. Surprisingly, they walked past the villagers without any obstruction.

The assistant frowned and approached only after they had left, intending to mention this. Just then, the two gatekeeping villagers suddenly stood up and asked him for a work ID.

"Wait a minute, why didn’t you stop those two just now?"

"They have IDs."

"IDs? Impossible, I haven’t given one to her yet?"

While the assistant was puzzled, Ji Ning and Lin Yuanyang had already arrived at one of the inns.

The inns here were two-story buildings with courtyards, surrounded by a high wall and filled with colorful flowers, creating a romantic and charming atmosphere.

The inn’s door was closed, requiring a keycard swipe to enter.

Ji Ning glanced at the height of the courtyard wall, took a few steps back, and with a short run-up and leap, she lightly vaulted over the wall.

Lin Yuanyang’s mouth slightly opened in surprise, a flash of excitement in his eyes.

Could he have such skills in the future?

"Ding—"

The door lock was activated from inside.

Lin Yuanyang pushed the door open and entered, holding his backpack.

The little courtyard was exquisitely designed, with a lawn adorned with pebbles.

Surrounding the lawn were marble steps leading to a series of guest rooms, their doors locked.

Directly ahead was a spacious living room, housing a kitchen, dining, and entertainment area, with stairs leading to the second floor and a corridor connecting the rear garden pool.

"Sister Ning, I can only pinpoint to this inn but can’t determine which room," Lin Yuanyang said, looking at the seven or eight rooms in front of him, a bit dejected.

"No worries, he’s upstairs."