Chapter 258: Toilet Adventure
Chi Ye is a person who bears grudges, and many people in the industry know this. He has never hidden this “trait” of his.
So, after initially resolving his own public opinion issues, Chi Ye had no intention of stopping.
This turmoil involves many people and circles, but in the end, it can be divided into two major camps.
1, Film Circle.
2, Yue Na and a series of platforms and companies.
The first one is easy to understand. The conflict between Chi Ye and the Film Circle reached its peak after the purple girl exploded big time.
For someone like Chi Ye, who only knows how to eat meat himself without sharing, the Film Circle resists and rejects him from the bottom of their hearts. They can’t accept his superior attitude… Why do they see Chi Ye as “superior”?
I’ve wanted to “cooperate” with you so many times, why won’t you agree?
Fine if you don’t agree, but you hit us every time. What is that if not superior?
A traffic star, they’ve never suffered this kind of grievance.
As for the second camp, it’s even easier to understand. Yue Na goes without saying. Platforms like Ku Ying, though they outwardly acted as onlookers in this incident, no one knows if they actually fanned the flames.
Take the simplest example: Penguin Video, which now wants to ease relations with Chi Ye on the surface. Their promoted young actor Xiao Zhan has a direct competitive relationship with Chi Ye.
The other two major platforms are the same. The current pattern in Internal Entertainment Circle is that each platform has its own promoted upcoming stars. So-called top streamers like Peanut are all their “own people,” some maintained by personal relationships with sponsors, others signed contracts with the platform to make money for it.
In short, everyone else deserves the platform’s best resources more than you, Chi Ye.
But because of Chi Ye’s current popularity, traffic, and star power, all major platforms have to pinch their noses and actively suck up to Chi Ye… This reversed dynamic of interaction also leaves the investors very dissatisfied.
In the end, Chi Ye and all those who hate him have never had any personal grudges; it’s just a battle of interests, as simple as that.
And since it’s a battle of interests, Chi Ye naturally doesn’t need to be polite.
Just as his response was blowing up online, various hot searches about Yue Na’s illegal and disorderly behavior suddenly dropped onto the hot search lists and major platforms.
#Yue Na Contract#
#Yue Na Tax Evasion#
#Yue Na Pete Liu#
#Entertainment Industry Black Evil Forces#
#……#
All related hot words surged out like a tide, as if they were free. This time, neither Penguin nor Yue Na Group could strongly suppress the popularity… As the saying goes, things started expanding at a visible speed since Jiang Mou exposed Chu Luan Yu.
It has successively gone through exposures from Chu Luan Yu, Qu Qingqing, many Yue Na artists + Chi Ye’s Yama-style naming, and this matter has even attracted overseas attention.
Especially in Southeast Asia, because of Chi Ye, many Korean entertainment and Japanese entertainment are following news about Professor Chi and Internal Entertainment Circle.
It can’t go down, it really can’t go down.
Yue Na is feeling for the first time that the current Chi Ye is no longer the old Chi Ye, because this time Yue Na isn’t just facing black hot searches—there’s also central media and official media naming them.
And the things Yue Na was exposed for this time can’t be compared to last time.
—Your black slave contract needed punishment, but there were connections behind it. Back then, Chi Ye was nothing.
In the end, it was a “personal” gain or loss. With someone backing it, muddling through was fine.
But now you’ve evaded so much tax, this isn’t personal anymore. You’re putting eye drops on all the big shots who endorsed you.
Yue Na might be done for this time.
That very night, the real boss Great President Liu, who had been behind the scenes, flew back domestically from Europe overnight to urgently handle the sudden situation at the company.
……
Time goes back to the Golden Eagle Festival gala site.
Chi Ye didn’t do the grand finale, um… he refused it himself.
Even with the Golden Eagle Festival organizing committee, director group, and even Mango TV coming in person to persuade him, he didn’t waver—it’s not that he was deliberately “retaliating” against the Golden Eagle Festival; it’s just that it’s really inconvenient for him to be high-profile right now.
Although things have temporarily come to a segment, he still has other moves later, so he entered the venue alone from the red carpet side path before Xing Ni.
—Not grand finale, but must show his face, which also proves he’s “fine.”
Even so, the moment he appeared, the magnesium lights around the red carpet exploded like fireworks, flashing at a frequency at least ten times higher than Peng Chen, who was walking on the main red carpet.
Lao Peng saw the spotlights and cameras originally aimed at him suddenly all turn away, instantly having a heart attack, feeling an indescribable embarrassment… Dude, why not come out a bit later!
It’s really over now.
And now Chi Ye isn’t done, but he might be “in trouble.”
“Have you talked to Jiang Mou?”
He slunk into the venue gray-faced, took out his mobile phone, and called his assistant.
“Peng Ge, he’s not answering the phone.”
“Not answering?”
Lao Peng felt a very ominous premonition: “Is he going to expose me?!”
“……Not sure, but you two had a good relationship before, so no need to worry too much, right? Chi Ye was exposed because someone paid; you…”
“Do you think Chi Ye wouldn’t pay to have him expose me?”
Peng Chen was furious at the incompetence: “He’s fine now, but others might be in trouble.”
“Must make Jiang Mou shut up… Can’t let him keep talking nonsense.”
“Bro, we’re not a black society…”
“I didn’t ask you to be black society, give money! Must contact him personally, give him money, make him roll fast.”
“Okay… Got it, I’ll try contacting him again.”
“Be quick!!”
Peng Chen now truly had no confidence, because he wasn’t Chi Ye. Chi Ye was previously known for “lacking autonomy,” but he actually had it.
Now many media and gossipers have their eyes on him, just waiting for Jiang Mou to expose him so they can feast on his bloody steamed bun.
Fuck, Jiang Mou, you really deserve to die!
Thinking of this, Peng Chen grew more tense, his stomach suddenly gurgling. He instantly clenched his pants crotch—kinda wanted to go to the toilet.
This was also his old habit; whenever tense, he wanted to go to the toilet.
He glanced around, saw it was still early, so clamping his pants crotch, he headed toward the restroom.
“Hm? Where’s Chen Chen?”
On the other side, a middle-aged woman weighing at least 250 pounds and under 5’3″ walked over but didn’t see Peng Chen, puzzled: “Where’s my little baby?”
“Uh… Sis, he seems to have gone to the toilet.”
“Ah.”
Peng Chen’s old baby nodded, covering her mouth and laughing: “Oh dear, he just loves going to the toilet; such a unique hobby.”
Waiter: “…”
“Please sit here, wait for him?”
“Mm, no rush.”
Old Baby looked at the waiter, saw the young man was neat and tidy, and smilingly asked: “Young man, how old are you? How much do you earn a month here?”
“…”
……
In the restroom.
Peng Chen squatted on the toilet, yelling into the phone: “Still no contact? What do I keep you for?”
“Stop calling! If the phone doesn’t connect, change your approach. Go find people from his old company, his acquaintances… What sound? I’m on the toilet…”
“……Has Yue Na been screwed that bad? This time won’t it just cool off completely?”
“Alright, alright, no more. I’m done.”
Lao Peng hung up, startled by the news from the team member—judging by the situation, Yue Na was definitely going to be investigated.
Then he…
He got even more tense, pants half-pulled up paused, sat back on the toilet to continue.
“What to do… If Yue Na has an incident, I definitely can’t escape… Damn, so annoying… If nothing else, can only go to old baby.”
Lao Peng irritably rubbed his face.
Bang bang.
At that moment, a noise suddenly came from next door.
Lao Peng, pondering how to escape this disaster, jolted in shock—this was a “high-end restroom,” spacious inside with good soundproof partitions. How could there be noise next door?
Unless… he had been eavesdropping against the wall just now.
“Who? Who’s there?!”
Peng Chen shouted loudly: “Come out!”
“…”
Next door went quiet.
Peng Chen paused, looked down at the toilet, silent for a full three seconds, then suddenly looked up.
There, a dark-faced man with long shoulder-length hair was poking his head over the partition top, staring intently at him.
Seeing him look over, the man even smiled slightly and greeted: “Doing your business, huh.”
“?! Fuck!!”
Peng Chen scared into cursing.
Then he recognized who the man was, even more horrified: “Jiang Yi?!! How are you here?!”
Jiang Mou was disheveled but still clung firmly to the partition: “Weren’t you looking for me? Face-to-face talk, safer this way.”
“How did you know I’m here? And… how did you get in?”
Peng Chen was still shaken, but recognizing Jiang Yi, he inexplicably relaxed a bit, even feeling like he’d “escaped a disaster.”
The person is here, good, good.
As long as we see the person, it proves this can be negotiated. Jiang Mou wants money, not to die.
“I know you; the toilet is your respawn point.”
Seeing he’d finally “squatted” Peng Chen, Jiang Mou let go, thudded to the ground, knocked: “Open the door.”
“What are you doing?!”
Seeing him like this, Peng Chen tensed up—he wasn’t as big or strong as Jiang Mou. This guy wouldn’t go berserk and beat him up for real, right?
He couldn’t beat him.
“What can I do? Money, give money.”
Jiang Mou had been in for a while, knew no one was around, so went straight to the point: “50 million, give me 50 million, I’ll disappear immediately.”
Peng Chen: “?!”
“No, are you crazy? Are you sick? 50 million, you really dare ask…”
“Give or not?”
“I…”
Peng Chen suddenly realized, shut his mouth cautiously, said no more.
Through the door, Jiang Mou seemed to guess his thoughts, speechless: “I’m like this, you think I’d record?”
“You would.”
That’s his reputation.
Jiang Mou silent for two seconds, then said: “Then don’t answer, just listen.”
“Give me 50 million, I’ll leave right now and never talk nonsense again.”
Peng Chen: “…”
Can’t you wait till I’m done with the toilet to talk?
“Chen Chen, hope you understand me. Brother really has no choice.”
Outside the stall, Jiang Mou started crying as he spoke: “Do you know how I’ve been these days? Watching you and Chi Ye live this glamorous life… Even Zhang Xianming, that edge-lord, became ‘Manager Zhang’… I’m suffering!”
“Chen Chen, don’t think of going out. If you don’t give me money today, I won’t leave. If Chi Ye and media see, even if not you, it’ll be you—I’ll say you instructed me.”
Peng Chen: “!!”
Too much!
“Lao Peng, heard people are most vulnerable when shitting. You must feel very insecure now, right?”
Seeing Lao Peng pretending to be dead, Jiang Mou finally lost patience.
Hearing this, Peng Chen felt a surge of intent, and… looked down at the toilet again, suddenly said: “You’re wrong.”
“Hm?”
Jiang Mou was stunned.
Peng Chen: “People are most vulnerable when shitting, but they don’t realize that in vulnerability, you now have the most powerful weapon.”
Jiang Mou dumbfounded.
Click.
Door opened, Peng Chen pointed at Jiang Mou: “Don’t run!”
Jiang Mou instinctively ran out, covering his nose, shocked: “Peng Chen, what the fuck are you doing?! Playing dirty?!”
Peng Chen ignored him, feinted, then turned and ran out of the restroom without looking back.
Jiang Mou stunned again, then realized he’d been tricked by Peng Chen.
Suddenly anxious and angry, he chased: “Listen to me…”
“Don’t come near, you fucking want to go to Thailand to find Shen Qing Yu, go ahead, don’t drag me!”
“No, you really not afraid I’ll expose?”
Their voices faded, Peng Chen verbally telling Jiang Mou to scram, but actually watching if anyone noticed them.
Jiang Mou got it, both thinking no one else discovered them.
Mm…
In the women’s restroom next door, Sister Shang shook water off her hands, craning her neck toward where they disappeared, eyes flashing with excitement and “happiness.”
Yes, she felt these past days truly too happy. Chi Ye lived up to being Chi Ye… So many big events in just a few days?
Now… seems like more “good stuff” about to happen.
She took out her mobile phone, messaged Chi Ye: “Xiao Chi Xiao Chi, guess who I saw in the restroom?”
“Jiang Mou! Jiang Mou actually came to the site. God knows how he got in… He’s following Peng Chen… They seem to be talking about 50 million…”
Ten minutes later.
Golden Eagle Festival Award Ceremony had begun.
Chi Ye sat in the C-position, eyes straight ahead, quietly awaiting his first Best Actor honor in his career.
All the big stars around—accurately, eighty percent of the entire gala’s gazes—were subtly glancing at him—this unrivaled top streamer who was on the edge of persona collapse not long ago, now sitting here perfectly fine.
