People in the Republic of China era began to rise from industry.

Worried, Lin Yi asked, "Uncle Nan, is there no way to resolve this matter?"

"maybe."

Uncle Nan shook his head. "Mr. Du said he would try to meet with Zhang Xiaolin in the next few days. Maybe things will take a turn for the better."

"In addition, if that doesn't work, he will ask Wong Kam-yung to step in."

Hearing this, Lin Yi finally became a little curious.

If someone asks you for help, that's a huge favor to be done.

Given Du Yuesheng's status and position, he would not easily owe favors to others.

Especially since Zhang Xiaolin has already humiliated us, it's very likely that we'll be wasting our goodwill.

"The relationship between Father and Du Yuesheng is not simple, is it?"

"Ah."

Uncle Nan nodded: "Back when you were at the docks, leading a group of brothers to make a living, you took good care of him."

"But later, Mr. Du chose to devote himself to industry, while Du Yuesheng started an opium business after he became rich."

"The gentleman always abhorred opium, so the two of them gradually drifted apart."

"However, Du Yuesheng is a man who always values ​​old friendships. If we ask him for help, he certainly won't stand idly by."

"That's it."

Lin Yi nodded, his admiration for Lin Andao growing even stronger.

Everyone knows that opium is profitable.

Being able to resist temptation and uphold one's principles is not something everyone can do.

Thinking about it, he smiled and said, "In that case, we can only wait."

Turn around.

All he needs to do now is wait for Zhang Xiaolin to die tonight.

"That's the only way."

Uncle Nan had no idea that Lin Yi never placed his hopes for solving the problem on others.

Worried that he might feel pressured, she comforted him, saying, "Young Master, this is really not a big deal."

"If Zhang Xiaolin still insists on making things difficult for us, then it will simply be a test of his true abilities."

"It's true that his Renlu has many people and great power, but Zhang Xiaolin only has one head."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yi's eyes widened in surprise.

I was careless; Uncle Nan's passion hasn't waned at all.

Seeing his expression, Uncle Nan misunderstood.

He smiled and said, "Young Master, this isn't just about money."

"As long as you conduct yourself uprightly and honestly, there is nothing to fear."

"This is what my teacher taught me back then, and today I'm passing this on to you."

Lin Yi was stunned for a moment, then nodded solemnly: "Uncle Nan, I'll remember."

……

That night, a light rain was falling.

Uncle Nan is not at the Lin Mansion.

Lin Yi didn't know whether he was continuing to work towards a proper solution or preparing to take a gamble.

At eight o'clock, Lin Yi left home and headed straight for the Meilin Theater.

When we arrived, the show had already started, so it wasn't crowded in front of the gate.

Only a few rickshaws and cars were parked there.

Lin Yi, who got out of the car, glanced around and immediately recognized Zhang Xiaolin's car.

For no other reason than that there were seven or eight men in short shirts and black blouses standing around his car.

Then, like a plague, the surrounding cars kept their distance.

Lin Yi smiled wryly, took the umbrella from Ah Sheng's hand, and stepped onto the steps in front of the door.

Tonight's show at the Mei Lin Theater is "Silver Sky Mountain," a type of drama that Lin Yi doesn't know much about.

The singing style, with its slurred and indistinct manner, often lacks any aesthetic appeal.

However, the appearance of Princess Daizhan on stage caught his eye.

Clad in silver armor, his expression and demeanor exuded a heroic air.

Compared to the coquettish charm of young models, this look was completely to Lin Yi's aesthetic sensibilities.

However, he understood the rules of this industry.

Male, female role!

So, Lin Yi turned to Ah Sheng and asked, "Is the princess on the stage a man or a woman?"

"It's a woman named Meng Qianyu."

Ah Sheng, who was watching with great interest, immediately introduced, "This is a famous actor."

"She only became popular in the last six months, and the theaters are always packed whenever she performs."

As Ah Sheng spoke, he didn't forget to boast about his own achievements.

"Young master, you don't know, I had to ask someone for help to get this private room today."

"Really."

Lin Yi nodded, thinking to himself that Zhang Xiaolin's support was most likely due to Meng Qianyu.

You know what, we really are destined to meet.

I never expected we'd have the same aesthetic...

I entered the theater halfway through and listened for a full hour before the play "Silver Empty Mountain" finally ended.

The actors on stage took their bows, and the audience erupted in applause.

Although he didn't understand, Lin Yi clapped twice and then got up and left.

I haven't been able to see Fang Chang yet; he must have already gone backstage, waiting for the fish to take the bait.

I hope everything goes well for him.

Thinking about it, Lin Yi walked out of the private room.

He had just stepped out of the private room when someone reached out and stopped him.

The other party glanced at Lin Yi with arrogance and uttered two words haughtily: "Renlu".

Just like that day, at the New World Ballroom.

Ah Sheng calmly announced the name of Andao Company.

Lin Yi smiled gently and stood obediently at the door.

Not long after, a group of people from the next private room came out, surrounding a thin, middle-aged man in a long robe.

As the middle-aged man walked, he spoke to the person beside him: "Boss Fan, I must remind you, right now I'm the only one in the entire city of Shanghai who can help you."

"You should understand that since Song Wenchang is targeting you, no one dares to help you."

"Yes, if I hadn't known that, I wouldn't have dared to bother you, Mr. Zhang."

Although the man called Boss Fan was smiling, he couldn't hide the bitterness in his expression.

He hesitated for a moment, then said, "But I need to go back and discuss Mr. Zhang's conditions."

"As you know, there are several shareholders in Yongli Alkali Plant, and I can't make decisions on my own."

"of course can."

Zhang Xiaolin nodded: "But we need to hurry, because I'm not a very patient person when it comes to things."

"clear."

After a few brief exchanges, the group had already walked past Lin Yi.

During this time, Zhang Xiaolin glanced at him, but her gaze did not linger.

And so it wasn't until Zhang Xiaolou went up the stairs and down the stairs that the Renlu disciples who were blocking the doors of the private rooms followed him.

This style of doing things is simply too grand to describe.

With a sigh, Lin Yi walked out of the private room, humming a tune as he went.

"Blue-faced Dou Erdun steals the imperial horse, red-faced Guan Yu fights in Changsha, yellow-faced Dian Wei, white-faced Cao Cao, black-faced Zhang Fei shouts—shout—"

Backstage, Zhang Xiaolin walked in with a smile on her face, holding a bouquet of flowers in her hands.

At this time, he was only accompanied by a few people, displaying a friendly and approachable demeanor.

During this time, he frequently harassed Meng Qianyu, and the people behind the scenes already knew his identity.

Although they disliked it, they dared not provoke it.

They all shifted their stools, quickly making way for Zhang Xiaolin in the crowded and chaotic backstage area.

Meng Qianyu is a famous actress, and she has her own dressing room, located at the very back of the backstage area.

Zhang Xiaolin walked briskly through the mess.

He's in a good mood today.

In recent years, Du Yuesheng, his former underling who has now surpassed him, called him twice, insisting on inviting him to a banquet.

The obsequious tone on the phone made him feel extremely pleased.

I felt that the pent-up frustration that had been building up in my chest for years immediately dissipated.

And he is someone who likes good things to come in pairs.

So I've made up my mind to win over Meng Qianyu, this somewhat arrogant young lady, tonight.

Savor her flavor!

As he was thinking, Meng Qianyu's dressing room came into view.

But just then, a loud "Hey!" was heard, and a large blue face suddenly appeared, blocking his way.

Caught off guard, I was startled.

Zhang Xiaolin was startled and subconsciously took two steps back.

Before he could even react, the big blue-faced man in front of him made a few moves, struck a pose, pointed at him with one finger, and sang: "I am Dou Erdun, and today I am here on orders to take your life!"

Zhang Xiaolin: ? ? ?

Everyone: Are you crazy?!

While everyone was still completely bewildered, a deafening gunshot rang out, and Zhang Xiaolin's skull flew off...