I know about Mr. Lei.
The way I know is similar to Mr. Li's brother who was shot—through newspapers and the gossip from Mrs. Xiao and her friends.
When Mr. Lei was arrested back then, it was quite a sensation, especially since it involved several young actors in the entertainment industry.
For instance, Tong Beile. Reports mentioned that after Mr. Lei's incident, it was discovered that he had gifted Tong Beile a luxury car worth hundreds of thousands.
Moreover, it was revealed that Tong Beile and another young actor, Liu Mingming, had a fight in the hospital over Mr. Lei.
The most crucial part is that the movie "Qing Yu" is said to be based on the love story between Tong Beile and Mr. Lei.
And Mr. Lei didn't just have these two lovers; some people refer to the young actors associated with him as Mr. Lei's Eight Beauties.
The above information is gossip, but you can find it in the news.
However, it's true that after Mr. Lei's incident, Tong Beile's resources dwindled significantly, and he hasn't been seen much in the past two years.
Even though his resources have dwindled, Tong Beile doesn't have to worry about his future development.
At Mrs. Xiao's gatherings, besides eating, drinking, and playing mahjong, they spend most of their time gossiping about people inside and outside the circle.
I attended twice and heard quite a bit.
For example, before Mr. Lei's incident, he entrusted Tong Beile to Sister Hua, the top agent in the Beijing circle.
Mrs. Xiao and her friends all say that Mr. Lei truly loved Tong Beile, first making a movie based on their love story, and then, sensing trouble, entrusting him to someone before his downfall.
While they were talking, Ye Yingzi interjected, saying that no matter how true the love was, at most Tong Beile was just a favored concubine, and that Mr. Lei's queen was the singer Ning Qiu.
She said that Ning Qiu had moved into Mr. Lei's house and lived with him.
I was shocked when I learned all this.
In the nineties, there was a pair of singers in the country known as the golden couple, who were extremely popular, and the male singer was Ning Qiu.
I never imagined that Ning Qiu, known as the golden boy, was actually kept by Mr. Lei and even called the queen by Ye Yingzi.
"Mr. Hua, since the country knows about the De-masculinization Plan, why don't they do something about it?"
After going over the matters concerning Mr. Lei in my mind, I was still a bit puzzled.
"As I said, it's the price of openness!"
Mr. Hua smiled and then changed the subject: "Besides, this plan isn't that easy to succeed, and from a certain perspective, having this plan is actually quite good!"
"The De-masculinization Plan is good?" I was a bit confused.
"With such a target, people won't always be focusing on the country's faults!" Mr. Hua said.
My mind was jolted, and the political lessons from middle school suddenly came to mind—this is just diverting attention!
"Moreover, the entertainment industry is like a cesspool; anything can be thrown in, and one more De-masculinization Plan won't make a difference. If things really get out of hand, a policy or regulation can easily put them out!" Mr. Hua said nonchalantly.
"Little Feng, it's great that you resisted temptation and notified me immediately. Very good!" Mr. Hua looked at me and said.
I could tell that Mr. Hua was very satisfied with my performance. He didn't care about secrets or plans; what he cared about was my attitude.
Since that's the case, I went along with him.
So, I said, "Mr. Hua, the most important thing is to understand oneself. I know my own limits, and I won't think about things I shouldn't or take things I shouldn't!"
"How many people in this world can truly understand themselves!"
Mr. Hua sighed a bit, and after pondering for a moment, he said, "Without you, Deng Wenwen wouldn't give up her plan. Jinyu is a simple-minded person who loves vanity, and sometimes she doesn't even listen to me!"
"Here's the thing, keep an eye on Jinyu for me. If there's any sign of trouble, let me know immediately!"
"And also, keep an eye on the entertainment industry for me. It's not good if it gets too chaotic!"
"Okay!" I nodded.
"Remember, if anything happens, I've got your back!"
Mr. Hua patted my shoulder and said in a deep voice.
When I left Mr. Hua's place, it was already past nine.
I had figured out most of what Mr. Hua meant. Besides diverting attention, another point was that the entertainment circle, compared to some other fields, is small and easy to control, so it won't cause too much trouble.
At critical moments, it can also divert attention and cover up some information.
Especially the cesspool analogy, which is quite interesting.
When I got back to my little shop, I hadn't even sat down when Mr. Yang called, inviting me out for some fun.
After today's experiences, I was a bit overwhelmed and wanted to refuse, but Mr. Yang said, "Brother Feng, today's gathering is organized by Old Ou. He wants to mediate for a friend!"
"Mediation?"
I suddenly perked up.
I haven't had any conflicts with anyone recently, except for being warned by Ma Shuai once.
After Ma Shuai found out I was backed by Mr. Hua, he immediately called me to talk about our relationship.
So, we don't need any mediation.
The only conflict I had was with Deng Wenwen.
She tried to enchant me with a fox spirit, but Fatty Lin broke the spell.
"Yes, mediation!"
"Deng Wenwen?" I asked.
"You really had a conflict with her?" Mr. Yang seemed surprised and asked, "Tell me, what happened between you two?"
I didn't hide it and told him about the little incident with Deng Wenwen.
"Oh wow, so there really is such a thing as enchantment!"
As soon as I finished, Mr. Yang didn't mention anything about traditional Chinese medicine or health preservation but was instead intrigued by the enchantment.
"Brother Feng, tell me, what does it feel like to be enchanted? Do you do whatever she tells you to do?"
"How did you break it?"
"Did you have a magical duel?"
"What spells did you chant, what artifacts did you use?"
Listening to Mr. Yang's barrage of questions, I felt a bit overwhelmed. His curiosity was too intense.
"Stop!"
I had no choice but to call a halt.
"Right, it's not convenient to talk over the phone. I'll come pick you up, and we can discuss it in person!" Mr. Yang realized and, after asking where I was, hung up the phone.
Twenty minutes later, Mr. Yang arrived.
"Mr. Yang, first tell me, what's the relationship between Mr. Ou and Deng Wenwen, and why is he mediating for her?"
After meeting, I took the initiative and asked before Mr. Yang could speak.
"He and Deng Wenwen, they're old acquaintances!"
Mr. Yang smiled and said.
"How so?" I asked eagerly.
"Mr. Ou's wife is a Hollywood celebrity and the first Chinese producer!"
"As far as I know, she has a deep connection with Deng Wenwen!"
Mr. Yang hinted.
"Got it!"
I said.
"I'm not finished yet!"
Mr. Yang waved his hand, his expression turning serious, and said, "Brother Feng, what I'm about to say next is for your ears only, not to be shared with outsiders!"