115: Brother Jackie Chan, can you guarantee that you have no scandals?

"It couldn't have just erupted out of nowhere; someone must be manipulating this," Dwarf Zeng said decisively.

Although his relationship with Albert Yeung was poor, he had to contact him, as well as other bigwigs in the Hong Kong Circle.

"This isn't just my problem; if I go down, you won't fare any better," Dwarf Zeng said directly to the group.

The people present looked at each other.

"It's indeed not normal." Past secrets had been buried for so long that they shouldn't have been exposed.

Someone said that this was an act of revenge, with news being spread deliberately.

The two consecutive explosions of public opinion both started on the internet, and the person who benefits most from this is Li Xiuwu.

The public opinion targeting him was directly suppressed.

"How could they obtain such secret information and even get their hands on evidence?" Everyone looked at Dwarf Zeng.

The matter of the adult films was too long ago, and no one could figure out who had collected that information, but in Dwarf Zeng's case, it had been recorded.

Recording equipment in the past wasn't exactly small, so it couldn't have been done very secretly; it could only have been someone familiar.

"I've already had people ask around; that bitch Feng Xiangli recorded it secretly. She was satisfied by some mainlander a few days ago, and then she spilled it."

"She got a million and has already taken the money and run." Dwarf Zeng gritted his teeth, wishing he could kill Feng Xiangli.

"It seems these secrets are being exposed with a purpose," Fatty Hung said.

The group smoked, their eyes flickering, not knowing what they were thinking.

Dwarf Zeng looked at everyone's reactions and sneered, "Do you think you're any cleaner than me? They can even dig up things from over a decade ago; do you think they can't find your dirt?"

Once these words were spoken, everyone couldn't sit still anymore. Having come through that era, who was cleaner than whom?

"Golden Culture," Albert Yeung suddenly said.

He remembered Wang Cheng's hysterical roar, but he still couldn't understand why Wang Cheng held such deep resentment.

"That new company from the mainland?" Someone didn't believe it. Could a mainland entertainment company have such great power?

"It's possible," Fatty Hung said, looking up at the group.

"Have you noticed the anomaly on the internet? They collectively helped Golden Culture suppress public opinion, and now they are all letting the public opinion erupt; they didn't even do anything when we offered money to take down the news." He began to reflect on the market reaction during this period.

"I also received news that the boss of a company, Cai Yinong, was arrested a few days ago. Many media outlets were fined and warned, and some that directly participated in spreading rumors were even suspended for rectification."

"The handling of this matter was too decisive; it's unreasonable."

Once he said this, everyone realized it was indeed the case.

A trial for a case takes a long time, but it had only been a few days from when Cai Yinong started spreading rumors to when she was arrested.

She hasn't been sentenced yet, but those media outlets have already been suspended for rectification, and the relevant personnel have been arrested; the process was just too short.

"There is another question: Golden Culture is very wealthy. Where did its money come from?"

When this question was raised, everyone was shocked.

That's right, where did Golden Culture's money come from? It couldn't have appeared out of thin air; there must be a source.

Albert Yeung suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. If Wang Cheng was only a manager, and Li Xiuwu was the core of Golden Culture...

Golden Culture only had four artists; not counting that group, the remaining two were Li Xiuwu and Shu Chang.

Li Xiuwu was the key to Golden Culture!

He seemed to understand why Wang Cheng had gone crazy.

The bigwigs of the Hong Kong Circle present, who had managed to come through that era and achieve such status, were no fools and quickly grasped the main point.

Everyone looked at each other.

Seek a reconciliation?

Many had this thought in their minds and all looked at Albert Yeung.

Albert Yeung was an absolute bigwig in the Hong Kong Circle, with a higher status than these people, but under the current circumstances, he had to take out his phone.

He dialed Wang Cheng's phone again.

"Mr. Wang, we can talk." Although he said "talk," his attitude was much more humble than the last time.

"There's nothing to talk about. You started the war, and we get to decide how it ends. What 'Hong Kong Circle'? You really think too highly of yourselves." Wang Cheng's emotions were much calmer now. Even if he knew he would eventually be fired, he had to do this job well, as if to atone for his sins to his boss.

"I want to see Li Xiuwu. I want to talk to him. I believe everything is negotiable." In Albert Yeung's mind, Li Xiuwu was an artist, so he must need resources and connections in the Hong Kong Circle.

"Hmph!" Wang Cheng snorted coldly. Just as he was about to hang up, Albert Yeung immediately said, "You cannot make decisions for Li Xiuwu; you don't know what he is thinking."

This sentence made Wang Cheng pause.

Albert Yeung was indeed right; he could not make this decision for Li Xiuwu.

"We can cooperate; big Hong Kong directors, big projects, female stars—we can discuss all of it." Albert Yeung sensed that this sentence was working and immediately offered conditions, conditions that were very important for an artist like Li Xiuwu.

Wang Cheng fell silent; he truly could not make this decision for Li Xiuwu.

"Wait," Wang Cheng said, then hung up the phone and called Lin Qian first to inquire.

Lin Qian had already returned to the Panda Core factory; the auditing there and the matter regarding Foxis both needed him.

"Do you think the boss needs it?" Lin Qian rubbed his forehead.

"Don't worry about them; proceed according to the plan."

"I understand."

If the boss wants it, why go through the Hong Kong Circle? He could spearhead it now, invest in a big project, hire a big director, and female stars could be hired easily.

Wang Cheng directly blocked Albert Yeung's number.

Albert Yeung waited and waited but didn't receive a call, so he dialed Wang Cheng back, only to find he had been blocked.

"Deceiving people too much, going too far!" He stomped his feet in anger.

Seeing his reaction, everyone roughly understood what had happened.

"Everyone, let's all reach out; otherwise, no one knows whose turn it will be for the next news story."

At this moment, a shadow hung over everyone's hearts.

The group left the room, picked up their phones, and began contacting people, finding intermediaries, and sending messages, wanting to reconcile.

However, what greeted them was another bombshell, involving multiple male artists from the Hong Kong Circle all at once.

Seeing such explosive news, the media went into a frenzy once again, starting to report it, while the onlookers either went online or grabbed newspapers.

"My eyes are burning, my eyes are burning! To think someone actually has such a hobby."

"My idol! I always thought he was a tough guy; I didn't expect him to have endured so much behind the scenes."

"Stop talking, I'm eating."

"A while ago, there were people threatening female artists, and now it's been exposed that they're threatening male artists. So this is what the Hong Kong Circle is like."

"There's been a lot of gossip to consume lately; I just don't know if there's more to come."

When the third piece of news broke, the Hong Kong Circle panicked completely. This time it involved quite a few well-known male artists, and the scope of the fallout was huge.

Jackie Chan, who had not participated, received many calls from people wanting him to intercede.

Big Brother's face was useful everywhere.

"I don't know anything about it, and I don't have that kind of relationship."

At first, Jackie Chan didn't participate, feeling he didn't need to get involved in such trivial matters. Now that he realized the other party was not to be trifled with, he wanted to participate even less.

"Big Brother, can you guarantee that you don't have any dirt that the other party has caught?"