Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

Just as they were talking, there was a knock on the ward door.

Zhou Zhiyang, his face wrapped in bandages, peeked out and saw Bo Bing there. He then opened the door and let a young man push him inside, followed by his father, Zhou Tao. The young man was probably one of Zhou Tao's underlings.

"Brother Bing, how's your recovery going?"

Zhou Zhiyang quickly moved closer to Bo Bing, examining the bandage and cast on his left shoulder. He looked at Bo Bing with a hint of guilt, "I heard from the doctor that your left shoulder might..."

"It's alright," Bo Bing reached out and touched the boy's head. The soft touch made him feel better. "The doctor said it was a bit serious, but I think I'm fine. Aren't you alright?"

"All right?"

Guan Yinshan carefully placed the banner in a plastic bag to the side, saying, "You're quite carefree, making such a light of a gunshot wound."

His words drew Zhou Tao's attention. "And who is this?"

Bo Bing answered for Guan Yinshan, "Captain America."

"what?"

Zhou Tao and the others didn't react in time.

The monkey, who was clearing away the dishes, realized what was happening and burst out laughing.

"They say Captain America is in charge of the Pacific Ocean," the monkey patted Guan Yinshan on the shoulder. "Captain Guan is practically a Pacific policeman now."

"Go away, go play somewhere else."

Guan Yinshan wasn't angry at being teased; he just looked at Zhou Tao with interest. "I'm Guan Yinshan from the X City Special Police Team. The narrator is my colleague Hou Ping. Just call him Monkey."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Tao glanced at Guan Yinshan and the monkey, narrowed his eyes, and then took out his business card and handed it to the two of them. "I am Zhou Zhiyang's father, Zhou Tao. I run a small restaurant."

The monkey was somewhat flattered as it accepted Zhou Tao's business card, and secretly moved by Guan Yinshan's words about being a colleague.

"Are you the boss he's talking about?"

Guan Yinshan finally realized that Zhou Tao was not simple at all. He was definitely not just a small restaurant owner. What kind of person could get someone like Bo Bing to help him?

“Maybe,” Zhou Tao was a short, stocky cook with a big head, thick back, and a broad neck, but he didn’t have the sleazy look of someone short. He was shrewd and knew how to read people’s expressions, so he knew this was an unavoidable topic. “Xiao Yang has been kidnapped, and I have no clue what to do. I can only ask Xiao Bing to help me look for him.”

Zhou Tao keenly sensed the atmosphere between the two.

Why didn't you call the police for help first?

Guan Yinshan stared at Zhou Tao, as if trying to read his mind, "How did you get this guy to help you?"

"Haha, I looked and looked," Zhou Tao chuckled. "I saw Xiao Bing at my goddaughter's birthday party. I felt an instant connection with her... just to put my mind at ease."

Old fox.

— Clearly an old guy who doesn't trust the police.

Guan Yinshan smiled. "So you also know that he's the kind of person who can cripple a 200-pound man with one kick?"

The question was quite obvious; it was asking Zhou Tao if she knew anything about Bo Bing's background.

Of course, Guan Yinshan was inclined to believe that Zhou Tao knew something.

After all, the powerful figure beside him is someone most people couldn't afford to hire. What kind of guy could find Zhou Zhiyang so accurately before the police in L City? This kind of investigative ability is not to be underestimated. Even the special police investigation team in X City only decided to infiltrate this team to rescue him after conducting a thorough investigation and making contact with undercover reporters.

"I didn't know that," Zhou Tao smiled at Bo Bing, but he wasn't surprised. He didn't believe that someone who could accurately hit someone's wrist with a single slash was not capable. Otherwise, he wouldn't have approached Bo Bing in the first place. "I only know that my nephew is somewhat capable, so I asked him to help me out."

Guan Yinshan looked at Zhou Tao but didn't say anything.

"Alright, Captain Guan, stop being so curious about me, be careful..."

Bo Bing shrugged, ready to end the conversation; the two guys' shoddy turn-based game was giving him a headache.

"Be careful of what?" Guan Yinshan persisted. "Curiosity killed the cat?"

"Look, Captain Guan, it's this inquisitiveness of yours that doesn't appeal to women," Bo Bing smiled helplessly, blowing her bangs like a non-mainstream youth. "Be careful you don't fall for me. I'm more than just a legend."

"Get lost," Guan Yinshan was amused by him. "I really hope that shot didn't damage your brain, Bo Bing."

"Then you won't need to worry about it."

Bo Bing lay back on the bed, ignoring Guan Yinshan, and turned to the side.

"Mr. Zhou, you didn't come here just to see me, did you?"

Zhou Tao took a sip of the tea that the monkey had poured for him. "Of course not."

After the X City Police Department sent him the message, he and his underlings rushed over immediately. Bo Bing's eyesight had not yet recovered, so he declined to see anyone except the police.

Today, as soon as Zhou Zhiyang heard that Bo Bing was feeling better, he immediately came over.

"I brought your ID card with me. Your family said they brought it with them on this trip, in case you want to stay here for a few days or have some fun. There's no rush to go back," Zhou Tao's younger brother said, taking out a small bag from his clothes and handing the ID card, which was wrapped in a plastic bag, to Bo Bing.

Bo Bing knew that this was either the idea of ​​the third son of the Li family, or that Bo Yuntian was worried about her.

"Row."

Bo Bing retrieved her ID card, confirmed it was correct, and then stuffed it into her pocket.

"Wait, Mr. Zhou," Bo Bing suddenly remembered something, "Where's my phone?"

Zhou Tao was taken aback, then awkwardly stroked his beard, "I forgot, my dear nephew, look how forgetful I am, haha..."

have to.

Bo Bing closed her eyes, afraid of being caught red-handed, so she kept her important identification items such as her mobile phone and bank cards at home.

I'm basically penniless now.

Bo Bing thought to himself, "I should have known better than to refuse the 2,000 yuan bonus." But that was just a thought; he wasn't thick-skinned enough to get the money back without batting an eye.

"Don't rush, my dear nephew," Zhou Tao, true to his shrewd business acumen, quickly pulled out his crocodile skin bag, took out a wad of hundred-yuan bills, and without even looking at them, stuffed them directly into Bo Bing's hand. "If you need money, that's no problem. We have plenty. Take this and spend it. Buy whatever you want to eat, watch a movie, or even relax with a foot bath—"

Zhou Tao gave a knowing look.

Bo Bing also realized what Zhou Tao meant. This guy... didn't appeal to Bo Bing much. After all, she had been to many such business banquets in her previous life. Some foot massage parlors were even more luxurious than conference rooms.

He couldn't help but think of Zhi Yu's businesses and the young women who were with Cao Xin that day.

Screw it, it's just a nightclub, and they're calling it an industrial upgrade?

Bo Bing felt that she might be a little envious of Zhi Yu's smooth start, since he hadn't had it so easy in his previous life.

He has lost his sense of taste; even the best food tastes bland to him now.

Wait, something seems to have flashed by.

Movie?

Bo Bing's pupils contracted slightly, as if he had forgotten something—no, that's not right, he remembered.

"What's the date today?"

Bo Bing sat up with a swift movement, his tone becoming very serious.

Even Guan Yinshan, who was standing to the side, noticed his expression suddenly become strange.

He glanced at his digital watch.

Today is June 24th.