Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

Sen Wah Building.

Even Feng Tianhan didn't know that this was Yin Su's property.

To put it another way, this is one of the properties that the Yin family handed over to Yin Su as a gift. It is located in the prime Jiang'an CBD, where land is extremely valuable, and the surrounding area, including several large commercial districts, is also under Yin Su's personal name.

The building has 81 floors, which is not considered one of the tallest skyscrapers in the area, but its fame is just as great.

The top floor is a helipad for private jets.

From the 60th floor upwards, it becomes the Yin family's personal business area. Employees of the Yin family's businesses can directly access their workstations using their employee cards.

Above the 70th floor, only Yin Su and a few close confidants were able to use biometric identification to enter via a private elevator.

Yin Su came here for two reasons. First, it's close by. The movie premiere theater isn't far from here, and it's much faster to get here than to other places. Especially on a rainy day, Yin Su just wants to rest.

Another reason...

Yin Su absentmindedly tossed aside his suit jacket and sat on the sofa. A servant respectfully took away the slightly damp jacket, served ginger tea, and then left.

He doesn't come here often.

Yin Su didn't know what this escapist mentality was, as if it would allow him to escape his memories.

Self-deception

Knowing full well that the person couldn't possibly know about this place, Yin Su thought, yet he still didn't choose to return to the courtyard, like a rat in a sewer, waiting alone for the rainy night to pass.

It's as if you're deliberately making yourself unreachable, rather than the other person not coming to you.

Yin Su stared at the ceiling.

Ah, it seems I have a slight fever again?

The handsome man lay there casually until the antique wall clock gently struck twelve.

A crisp, clear chime, like a bell shattering Cinderella's dream.

Clinging to his last shred of hope, he glanced at his phone. The chat window was still empty. WeChat kept popping up messages like "Congratulations on the successful completion of the film" and "Happy Birthday." After seeing them so many times, he grew tired of them and didn't even bother to reply to these well wishes.

This is venting anger on others.

He is very clear.

Unfortunately, Cinderella has magical glass slippers. Thinking this, the little wolf turned over, rested his head on his right arm, and lay down on the soft sofa. The huge floor-to-ceiling window on the side of the sofa was covered by water mist and bizarre halos of light, making him suddenly feel a little unreal and sleepy.

Unbeknownst to Yin Su, his think tank was pacing anxiously downstairs.

These three floors are basically a duplex structure. The top two floors are Yin Su's rooms, and the bottom floor is the residence of four confidants and some special staff.

Li Ling, Sun Qiuping, He Jinlan, and Xiao Peilin rarely get together. In the dark, they huddle together to come up with a solution.

"What's the situation now?" Li Ling asked Sun Qiuping.

"I can't get through, the phone is switched off."

"Then I guess he didn't bring his phone."

Xiao Peilin also knew about Bo Bing's situation. "What did his brother say?"

“It’s the same story,” He Jinlan said wearily, pressing her acupoint. “His younger brother said he hasn’t come back yet, but it seems that someone who knows his brother and his relatives took his brother’s ID card a couple of days ago.”

"Doesn't it feel strange?"

"what do you mean?"

Sun Qiuping adjusted his glasses with his chubby fingers. "He was just an ordinary trainee who had absolutely no connection with the boss before. Why is the boss so concerned about him?"

"Logically speaking, even if the boss really wanted to relieve his loneliness, he wouldn't choose someone like this..."

Everyone fell silent. Undoubtedly, as Yin Su's mouthpieces, they knew that Yin Su had some thoughts about his ruthless "adoptive father." However, that man was also a case of "too much wisdom leads to harm."

No one could have predicted that the "accident" would happen so quickly.

The group was somewhat troubled.

"Should I go up and check on the boss?" Sun Qiuping thought for a moment, "and ask him if he still needs to take some medicine."

"Let's go together," Li Ling said, standing up as well.

“I have a point to make,” Xiao Peilin stood up and tapped the table. “He’s not ordinary. Whether it’s his ability to escape by jumping off the building or his attitude towards the boss, it’s all very strange.”

Who goes to do something without bringing their ID card and mobile phone?

None of them were fools.

“I agree with that,” He Jinlan breathed a long sigh of relief. That guy’s identity was spotless, without any flaws, yet he possessed almost unimaginable and terrifying skills. Calling him extraordinary was no exaggeration. “That guy is stronger than a human—”

The group had just gone up the stairs with the handrail.

Sun Qiuping hadn't even had a chance to grumble about Yin Su sleeping on the sofa.

He Jinlan's words hadn't even finished.

"boom--"

The sound of the inner lock on the movable glass window being forcibly opened, mixed with a terrifying clap of thunder, reached the ears of the group.

Terrifying lightning ripped across the sky, illuminating the night as bright as day.

The medicine bottle in Sun Qiuping's hand shattered instantly.

Cardiac arrest.

The "person" was sitting steadily on the windowsill of the 79th floor, his exposed skin swollen and bluish-white from being soaked in the rain.

The terrifying light of lightning poured down from the man's soaked black hair, leaving behind an eerie red stain that rolled onto his thin black turtleneck coat, turning into nauseating blood streaks.

Thus, the essence of light was completely destroyed.

Beneath his wet bangs, his sword-like eyebrows arched sharply and coldly, the young man's narrow, sinister eyes narrowed, his deathly gray pupils floating in the whites of his eyes, veiled by a terrifying blood-red veil, submerged at the boundary of light and shadow.

His eyes, like those of someone coated in venom, stared straight in.

[Water Ghost]

But this very guy had a comical pink bunny-eared box on his back, covered by a delicate plastic raincoat, which covered him completely.

The man's savage, bloody stench wafted through the air.

No wonder He Jinlan and the others were stunned for two seconds.

Such behavior, so contrary to human nature, sent a chill down the spines of even staunch atheists like themselves.

Seeing the person jump down, soaking wet, He Jinlan and Li Ling reacted immediately and were about to pull out their stun guns, which they never let go of.

Happy Birthday, Yin Su

The man's voice was deep, yet very distinctive.

Xiao Peilin stopped the two of them and looked at the guy in disbelief, the terrifying guy they had just mentioned not long ago—Bo Bing.

The movie star sat up, his eyes still red and with barely perceptible tear stains, but he couldn't care less about that now.

He simply stared intently at the young man walking towards him, and dignifiedly extended his hands towards him.

"you are late."

So the little wolf received a not-so-warm hug, mixed with blood and rain, but it put Yin Su's anxious heart at ease and soothed his restlessness.

"I'm sorry," Bo Bing gently knelt on the ground, hugged the man's burning body, and reached out to stroke his fluffy head. "I've kept you waiting."

He heard his own voice.

"I'm late."