Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

As the two were talking, voices came from the doorway.

Bo Bing frowned imperceptibly, staring at the two people who walked in through the door.

The man behind him saw him, raised an eyebrow slightly, seemingly surprised, as if he hadn't expected Bo Bing to appear here, then looked relieved.

While the other person was observing him, Bo Bing was also observing the other person.

The atmosphere became a little solid for a while.

The one with the sharp eyes behind him is an old acquaintance, Cao Xin.

He was fairly well-groomed, with a slight stubble, and his shoulder-length hair, like that of a wandering singer, was tied into a small braid and hung down his back. He was wearing a white old man's vest and black tapered sweatpants, and there seemed to be some inexplicable, chaotic perfume smell on him. Bo Bing knew the source of that perfume smell.

His back was tattooed with the image of a courtesan Rakshasa—the beautiful woman with her hands clasped together, behind whom was a blue-faced, fanged Rakshasa wielding two swords. His arms were covered in black peony embroidery, and coupled with his somewhat muscular physique, he looked quite intimidating.

Walking down the street, he's the kind of person you don't want to mess with.

But it's clear that the main character today isn't him, but the middle-aged man in front of him.

The middle-aged man was much more low-key than Cao Xin. He was dressed in an ordinary gray short-sleeved shirt, trousers, and square-toed crocodile leather shoes. He was short and stocky, with a hooked nose and a ruddy complexion, but a sturdy frame. His hands, adorned with a bracelet, were large and thick, and there was a hint of flesh on his arms. He looked like an honest man who was somewhat impulsive.

It looks like it.

In his slightly brownish pupils, an unreadable dark color was brewing.

Bo Bing looked at the third brother and the middle-aged man who had already started exchanging pleasantries, and she already had a guess in her mind.

The next second, Li Dai confirmed his guess.

"Boss Zhi?"

This person is the famous "Boss Zhi," Zhi Yu.

Li Dai was also somewhat taken aback and tried to get up, "Why didn't you tell me you were coming? I would have sent someone to fetch you..."

"Don't bother me, I was afraid of bothering you," the middle-aged man waved his hand, his voice devoid of emotion. "I just came to see how my brother is doing."

"There was a slight mishap."

Li Dai chuckled, his tone relaxed, displaying his exceptional acting skills, which made Bo Bing exclaim that those who navigate the underworld are all seasoned actors.

If I hadn't actually seen Li Laosan half-dead in the ICU, I would have thought he came to the urology department to get a circumcision.

"Brother Li, you're too kind. To be honest, it's my fault for not keeping an eye on things properly at that venue," Cao Xin said with a smile, placing the Dragon Boat Festival gift box he was holding on the table. "It's just a little something from the boss. It's almost the holiday, and this kind of thing really makes me feel bad."

"As soon as we heard that Brother Li had woken up, the boss called us over."

Cao Xin consciously stood to Zhi Yu's right, blocking Bo Bing's view... In the space to make a move, Bo Bing also noticed the other party's vigilance and suppressed a sneer.

They came as soon as they heard about it, putting on a show of having someone monitor them. The news of Li Dai's coma has been passed around several times, and no one has ever asked about it before.

"It seems Boss Zhi still thinks highly of you."

"Hey, hey, if something happens to you in my place, I can't just walk away and ignore it."

Li Dai and Zhi Yu then engaged in a long, friendly conversation, addressing each other as brothers.

However, there weren't really only three people here. Bo Bing, being an outlier, sent a message to someone, which naturally caught Zhi Yu's attention.

I don't know if the other person is genuinely unaware, or if they're just pretending.

"And who is this?" Zhi Yu frowned, feigning confusion as he looked at Bo Bing. "Brother Li, aren't you going to introduce him?"

“This is my second sister’s son,” Li Dai said with a smile, beckoning Bo Bing over. “Come on, young man, don’t be shy, haha.”

Bo Bing responded and walked to Zhi Yu's side.

Zhi Yu raised his head slightly, scrutinizing the young man in front of him. "Isn't this Xiao Yun?"

“No, this child is my second sister’s stepson, Bo Bing. He’s a singer and dancer, and very filial,” Li Dai nodded. “We don’t make such clear distinctions in our family. In a way, they are all my second sister’s children.”

"Singing and dancing?"

Zhi Yu stared at the young man in front of him.

"It's that kind of thing from that country... that H country, they film young kids on TV."

"Trainee?"

Cao Xin, having been involved in these matters for some time, knew more than the two middle-aged men, Zhi Yu and Li Dai. He turned to Bo Bing, who seemed somewhat distracted, and asked, "You said you're a trainee?"

"What's wrong? Do you have a professional bias?"

Bo Bing slightly curled the corners of her lips and looked directly into Cao Xin's somewhat surprised eyes.

It seems these two are testing him; Zhi Yu must have seen him somewhere before.

Bo Bing's mind raced.

“No, when I was your age, I was working at a hair salon and an ice rink,” Zhi Yu chuckled. “Who do I discriminate against? Haha, but… after your Uncle Li’s accident, when we were checking the dashcam footage in our clients’ cars, we saw you. You’re quite skilled, young man.”

"Sigh, to be honest, if Xiao Bing hadn't reacted quickly this time, I would have been in serious trouble."

Li Dai abruptly changed the subject, beginning to sigh, and Bo Bing's expression shifted slightly.

"That's impressive, young man. Where did you learn that?"

Zhi Yu wasn't someone who was easily fooled. He stared at the seemingly calm young man in front of him, as if trying to find out something was wrong.

Bo Bing felt the other person's gaze and felt a little sweaty on her back.

Tsk, there was definitely a trap.

It seems that the entire process of him drawing his knife was captured on camera. Zhi Yu and Cao Xin must have seen the video, and Cao Xin, who recognized him, must have said something to Zhi Yu.

However, Bo Bing is not afraid of their investigation; she is more afraid that they will not investigate.

All they can find are the original body. Even if they have long enough reach, they can only find the programs Bo Bing participated in and trace it back to Yin Su.

If Zhi Yu really has the ability to investigate to that extent, Yin Su and the forces behind him are not easy to fool.

Bo Bing knew that this local tyrant didn't have the ability to investigate Yin Su, otherwise he wouldn't be staying here.

[Powerful] Start-up.

A notification electronic sound.

Seeing this, Bo Bing also lowered her voice, "It was learned from sparring with the old geezer at home."

"Xiao Bing! That's enough," Li Dai awkwardly explained to Zhi Yu, "Xiao Bing's dad... he always hits the kids and yells at the adults, even our Xiao Yun has been hit..."

Zhi Yu responded, though it was unclear how much he believed her.

He fiddled with the beads in his hand, looked at the young man with a half-smile, offered a few earnest words of advice, and then said, "You should get to know Cao Xin, and maybe you can have a friendly spar sometime..."

"Ah... we don't even need to know each other anymore."

Bo Bing raised her eyes, her snake-like pupils gleaming with venom, and stared directly at Cao Xin. "Isn't this a coincidence? We're practically acquaintances now."

“It’s quite a coincidence,” Cao Xin stroked his stubble and looked at him thoughtfully. “I didn’t expect it to really be you.”

The tone was meaningful.

Zhi Yu and Cao Xin didn't stay long either.

The first thing they did upon arriving was to check if Li Dai was dead, and the second was to identify who had made the move.

We've run into a tough nut to crack.

Thoughts are confused.

Bo Bing glanced at her phone, took a picture of the Dragon Boat Festival gift box, and sent it to Yin Su, who replied instantly.

[Flower: What delicious food did Godfather buy? Is there any for me? [Little Wolf Peeking In.gif]]

ICE: No

Bo Bing replied coldly, "No," then felt a bit crazy. She was the one who posted the photo, yet she was taking her anger out on Yin Su, who was completely unrelated to her.

The young man stared at the emoji the other person had sent. A little wolf peeked out from the side of the cardboard box, looking a bit dazed.

He rubbed his temples in frustration, his poor pride getting the better of him. He typed for ages but couldn't send an apology, nor did he receive a reply from the other person.

Bo Bing couldn't understand why she was feeling a little upset about not receiving messages.

He leaned against the glass window of the hospital balcony.

[ICE: I ran into a tough situation today, and I'm in a bit of a bad mood...]

【ICE: [Little Wolf Peeking Out.gif]】

Bo Bing didn't want to admit her mistake, so she let out a soft breath, opened Yin Su's emoji series, downloaded them all, and then sent Yin Su's emoji to him.

Yin Su curled his lips into a smile.

I really miss my godfather.

The godfather is really something... How can you not feel soft-hearted when you see someone who knows how to assess the situation like that?

[Flower: My godfather doesn't seem to be in a good mood]

[Flower: Are you explaining this to me to get my comfort?]

Bo Bing lowered her head.

Yin Su stared blankly at the message.

[ICE: If you'd like.]

【ICE: [Little Wolf Dejected.gif]】

On the phone screen, a tiny wolf cub huddled in the corner is drawing circles, with a gloomy cloud above its head.

Ok?

He Jinlan and her agent, Sun, felt uneasy. They exchanged a sharp glance and became very cautious in their interactions with the investors and film crew.