Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

In my dream, there were snow-covered cliffs again, mixed with the roar of airplanes, and I could see the news playing on an old television set.

Bo Bing didn't sleep a wink all night, staying awake until dawn.

The next day.

The first person to call was Zhou Tao.

"Did you watch the news?"

Zhou Tao's tone seemed very urgent, "Look at the news, Zhi Yu's Anheng Transportation burned down! Everything in the warehouse was burned to the ground, the whole group is in trouble!"

Bo Bing got up and turned on the TV; the news was reporting on the losses.

It seems that someone was smoking in the factory warehouse, and the cigarette butt that wasn't extinguished ignited the foam. The flammable foam was unstoppable once it started burning. In addition, most people had gone home for the Chinese New Year, so no one noticed what was happening in the warehouse. By the time it was discovered, the entire warehouse, along with the surrounding prefabricated steel buildings and Anheng's old office building, had been set on fire.

—The entire warehouse was burned to the ground.

The rally came to an abrupt end.

“I saw it, Mr. Zhou.”

Bo Bing took a deep breath. "It's likely that Zhi Yu realized something was wrong and wanted to target Zheng Yuxiu first. Unexpectedly, Yin Fengzhu's men were watching Zheng Yuxiu, and they handed over the relevant materials inside. Seeing that his plan wouldn't work, Zhi Yu went all out and burned down the warehouse!"

Zheng Yuxiu's arrest might not have been due to Zhi Yu's report, but rather because Yin Fengzhu kept a close watch on her. Previously, Yin Fengzhu had reminded Zheng Yuxiu in Li Dai's hospital room not to forget about the materials.

"He's capable of burning down warehouses with fire, but Xiao Bing, she's more than that..."

Zhou Tao's voice trembled slightly as he spoke.

Did you see what the news said?

Bo Bing frowned, just as she heard the female TV host's serious announcement.

—"Zhi Yu, a local industrialist and founder of Anheng Group, died of smoke inhalation during last night's fire rescue operation... The number of casualties has been tallied... The weather is dry at the end of the year, please be careful with fire..."

Zhi Yu is dead?

how come?

Bo Bing clenched his fists, somewhat incredulous.

"Zhi Yu...Zhi Yu is dead?"

“That’s what the news says,” Zhou Tao’s voice sounded very unsteady. “What do you think? Is Zhi Yu really dead?”

Bo Bing pondered for a moment, then spoke frankly, "I don't know, but this is very strange. If the fire dragon burned the granary before Yin Feng took action to settle the accounts, how could he have burned himself as well?"

"I'm confused too."

Zhou Tao pressed his temples and glanced at Li Dai, who was still unconscious beside him. "Li Laosan hasn't woken up yet. The doctor said he's improving, so we'll keep an eye on him. Also, Zheng Yuxiu has been released. She was released this morning, and I've already sent my men to pick her up. She'll be at the hospital soon."

Bo Bing breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that Zheng Yuxiu hadn't been seriously injured.

Otherwise, Li Yuan's current situation—a father in a coma and a mother she can't contact—is too tragic.

"Okay, I understand. Thank you for your help, Mr. Zhou. I'm really sorry."

"fine."

Zhou Tao sighed, "I just feel like this matter is finally coming to an end. It suddenly struck me how unpredictable the new city lord's methods were; Zhi Yu didn't see through anything at all... This report was probably released on orders. No matter what, Zhi Yu is probably not going to survive..."

Perhaps it's a feeling of shared sorrow for the passing of a fellow rabbit.

Zhou Tao sat on the stool, looking at the sunlight outside the window. They were all people who had grown up around the same time, so it was impossible for him not to feel anything.

Perhaps Yin Fengzhu secretly orchestrated this? He thought, "Cut the weeds and eliminate the roots. Who says it's just womanly compassion?"

However, Zhou Tao's feelings were limited to one point, and that was all she could say.

"Oh, by the way, if you come, bring that little girl from the third brother's family..."

Zhou Tao said into the phone, "My younger brother texted me saying that Zheng Yuxiu misses her child. This matter is over with Zhi Yu's death, and the young girl no longer needs to hide."

Bo Bing looked at the news report on TV, nodded, and put on her clothes with one hand. "I'll borrow Lao Si's car later and bring Li Yuan with me."

The Li family was relieved to know that their third son was alright, and Li Yuan's worried face finally showed its first smile in days.

Li Feng gave the car keys to Bo Bing.

"Brother Bing! Is my mom really alright?"

The little girl kept asking questions from the back seat, "Is my dad going to wake up soon? Brother Bing! Talk to me!"

Bo Bing could only patiently echo Li Yuan's words.

"Alright, sit tight! Be careful, I might brake suddenly."

"Hehe, Brother Bing, I'm finally going home!"

Li Yuan smiled, and Bo Bing couldn't help but smile as well.

Go home.

very nice.

Unfortunately, in this vast world, there is no longer a home he can return to.

—A mature soul uttered a sigh, but only for a moment.

In the hospital ward, a heartwarming family scene was unfolding. Not wanting to disturb them, Bo Bing went downstairs alone and squatted in the shade of a tree.

Tomorrow is Lunar New Year's Eve.

Red lanterns were also hung outside the hospital's gatehouse.

Bo Bing squatted on the ground, staring at the lantern, her thoughts unconsciously drifting far away.

—The open and covert struggles have come to an end.

He turned on his phone.

Yin Su's message saying he was going back to Beijing for the Chinese New Year is still up there, and Bo Bing still hasn't thought about what to reply.

what.

How should I spend the Chinese New Year this year?

The young man lowered his head and finally typed out two sentences.

[ICE] Are you carrying Hongtashan cigarettes?

Is it convenient to use the ICE for video calls? I'm thinking about it.

Bo Bing buried her head in her arms.

Loneliness.

—It's not just about Hongtashan (a type of liquor).