Chapter 1539: Chapter 1539: A Difficult Door to Enter
Beauty Lin quickly completed the check, and then they lost interest in watching, no longer blocking the way.
But the old boss noticed some issues from their actions and demeanor, so he asked aloud, “Which side should I enter now, can you give me some guidance?”
“Who knows what you’re doing,” an Imperial Secret Police officer snorted, but he still pointed to the door of the care center, “You can’t go through that door, nobody can, so think for yourself.”
What he said was entirely correct, and he didn’t imply that the door of Luohua Manor was easy to access.
The old boss looked at the six large characters—”Cancer Care Center”—and was a bit dazed. Such an impressive place assigned some small streamer to promote it; that’s a real setup.
Livestreaming is a new thing, but since his son was involved in it, he wasn’t unfamiliar with the industry. He thought—the industry was debased, even worse than being an “actor.”
Why did he think so? Simply put, among actors, there might be one or two children of the powerful, who, because of personal hobbies, just enjoy acting, thus engaging in this profession.
But among streamers, there simply wouldn’t be such people. They are “stream and then act”—only after making a name as a streamer can they have the chance for an acting career.
In other words, as long as one’s family has some resources, they wouldn’t pursue livestreaming. Even if the children of the powerful are down on their luck, they start as actors—if they can’t even do that, can they still call themselves powerful?
Of course, those amateurs playing at streaming aren’t included; this goes without saying.
In short, this was how the old boss viewed streamers, and his son also believed that professional streamers making money couldn’t earn his respect.
And because of this attitude, he hit such a big snag this time—who would think some people were doing it to gather beliefs?
The old boss was absent-minded for a while before reaching the gate, but the guard directly blocked him, “…Liu Yuting? That’s useless. To enter this door, her words don’t carry weight; it needs our boss’s approval.”
So he contacted the intermediary again, saying he had already arrived at Luohua’s entrance and needed him to find a way out!
The intermediary also knew he shouldn’t get too involved, so he said, “I’ll give you a number; it’s Liu Yuting’s. Speak to her yourself.”
Madame Wang answered the phone, with a very indifferent attitude, “You’ve arrived, huh? Well, just tell the guard your intentions, and have them inform Elder Feng to see what he thinks.”
The old boss was a bit baffled, “Didn’t you ask me to come? I’m already here. Can’t you say something on my behalf?”
“I didn’t ask you to come,” Liu Yuting’s voice grew colder, “I just suggested that it’s best to come in person for talks. If you think I asked you here, then you can go back now.”
The old boss felt a chill in his heart but didn’t dare to get angry, and could only speak patiently, “Director Liu, I don’t know anyone here, could you please help inform them? I have my intentions.”
“It’s not about whether I inform them,” Madame Wang’s voice remained as cold, “You don’t even know the trouble your son caused; I also dare not go bothering the boss… Try communicating first; if I have a chance to speak for you, I will.”
After saying this, she promptly hung up the phone.
The old boss thought to call the intermediary again but after thinking about it, he shook his head and chuckled bitterly, “Really hard to enter, hard to see, and hard to do—this society is increasingly disgusting.”
One of Beauty Lin’s young subordinates couldn’t help but interject, “We know the circumstances; did anyone provoke you? You were in the industrial and commercial bureau before, right? How could you comment on others this way?”
The old boss glanced at him, not saying another word—prejudice is the most terrifying thing in the world.
Then he made quite a few more calls; someone could even contact Feng Jun’s parents.
However, Feng Jun’s parents straightforwardly stated—this matter isn’t suitable for us to handle. Our son is grown, with his career and his ideas; as parents, we won’t interfere, so you better talk to him.
“They’re just hanging me out to dry,” the old boss sighed deeply, finally seeing reality and feeling a strong sense of powerlessness emerging.
He had heard others talk about this kind of feeling before; many who dealt with the industrial and commercial bureau had similar laments.
So… is this what they say about “the wheel of fortune turning, and next year it’s our turn”?
In a moment of anger, he wanted to leave but after considering it, he really didn’t dare, without knowing what exactly happened to his son.
However, his network finally came into play; someone called him and said the current issue wasn’t significant; if the other party didn’t insist on making things difficult, his son could leave after forty-eight hours.
If the other party insists on making it hard, don’t even think about leaving in forty-eight hours, not even in four hundred and eighty.
Forty-eight hours… well, waiting a little longer should be fine; it’s almost up. This is the longest temporary detention for cooperating with an investigation.
Unfortunately, even after fifty hours, the person was still not out, and he didn’t even know where his son was detained.
It’s getting dark, and the old boss is frantically making phone calls. Unfortunately, many of his friends say they don’t know Zhengyang well, while others express their “regretful inability to help.”
In certain circles, “regretful inability to help” is equivalent to “upon reflection, it’s terrifying” — it’s not that they don’t want to help you, but they can’t!
However, the old boss is an old player, having been through a lot, he hardened his heart and walked towards the gatekeeper, “I would like to meet your boss. Could you help to report this?”
This is a very strange phenomenon; he had been at the entrance of the manor for more than three hours before he thought of seeking an audience through proper channels.
However, in fact, this is not uncommon. Those used to handling things through connections resist going through normal channels — would they be looked down upon? Would they be made difficult, or would the process be extremely inefficient?
Going through special channels certainly has its benefits, at least you can’t encounter unexpected difficulties.
To be honest, if he hadn’t retired, he would feel it was a blow to his face to handle things through normal channels!
Yet at this moment, he finally succumbed — the world is vast, but the child is most important.
The gatekeeper contacted him via walkie-talkie and unsurprisingly said — the boss said, not interested in seeing you, please go back.
The old boss persisted in his request: the actual controller of the bullfight is my son, I hope to see President Feng… perhaps there is a misunderstanding here.
The gatekeeper contacted President Feng again and then formally informed the other party, “The boss only said one thing… what were you doing earlier?”
For a moment, the old boss felt utterly hopeless, and after a long time he sighed, “I came to negotiate a solution, my friend…”
“Don’t call me friend,” the gatekeeper waved his hand, “The boss asked, what were you doing earlier? Now, whoever caught your son, you should find them. We’re all a group of ordinary people here; we can’t possibly influence national law, right?”
The old boss gritted his teeth, I endure! “Young man, the past was all my fault, now I just want to ask you one thing… when does Boss Feng usually go out?”
The gatekeeper found it amusing, “So, you want to stake him out? Sir… I guess you can’t handle it, let me tell you, our boss’s combat power, not even a hundred and eighty strong men could get close to him.”
“No matter what, my son is missing,” the old man wore a face full of sorrow, and his tone was extremely desolate, “Even if I stake him out, it’s not to provoke trouble. I’ve come from far away, I always have to see your boss and talk about things, right?”
Although the two gatekeepers were quite opinionated, fundamentally they were straightforward people, and the shorter gatekeeper said, “Stake him out… you’re thinking too much; the boss not going out for half a year is possible, he’s a practitioner, you understand? You should think of another way.”
“Half a year,” the old man’s mouth twitched, “what would become of my son then?”
“Come, come,” Beauty Lin beckoned from not far away, “Old sir, come over here.”
The old boss walked over with a puzzled look, but still carried a bit of vigilance, “What’s the matter?”
“The matter with your son is quite severe,” Beauty Lin sat in the front passenger seat, both feet on the ground. She was wearing skinny jeans, and this position made her legs appear exceptionally long, “Do you understand?”
The old boss could roughly guess the origins of this group, so he shook his head straightforwardly, “I don’t understand.”
“If you don’t understand, then forget it,” Beauty Lin waved her hand without hesitation, “Then let him fend for himself.”
Don’t you know your son’s character? Now pretending with me?
“Don’t,” the old man got anxious, “we can discuss things… I’ve always believed in the organization.”
He was very clear that the people in front of him were also from the organization, but in his career, he always kept a respectful distance from such people. Now it’s time to bow down.
Beauty Lin, her feet on the ground, sat in the front passenger seat with her legs naturally slightly apart. She was wearing skinny jeans… the key is that she was also very pretty, creating a rather striking visual effect.
She was utterly unaware, speaking carelessly, “We’ve been monitoring the Cancer Care Center all along… so your son’s actions are quite severe, do you understand what I mean?”
The old boss certainly understood, but he had to express that he didn’t understand, so he nodded, “I understand, but… how can the organization’s supervised place allow someone to live broadcast casually? My son was wrong in his actions, but weren’t you also negligent?”
“You have no idea what you’re talking about,” Beauty Lin remarked disdainfully, “Do you know what the relationship between us and Feng Jun is?”
Pausing a bit, she continued, “Moreover, even without this relationship, can you just bully ordinary small streamers at will? Don’t tell me you don’t know… I have several hundred gigabytes of evidence here.”
The old boss thought for a moment, realizing that now retired, he could not stand against the Guojia machine, thus he expressed dejectedly, “Alright, my son is unlucky to have hit a hard place, but he’s still my son… I have to fight for his survival space.”
He took a deep breath, “You called me over, not to embarrass me, right? You can speak your mind.”