Brother Dao Took the Entertainment Industry by Storm, Fans Beg Me Not to Kill Anymore

Chapter 542: Fusheng Technology — Cross-Industry Collaboration

The next day, Xiao He was full of energy and vigor.The prop master who had stayed up all night repairing props, however, looked as if all his vitality had been drained. He sat slumped in his seat, holding the newly repaired mechanical arm.

Xiao He glanced at him as he passed by, clicking his tongue a few times, feeling a deep sense of empathy for the man.

Asking a prop master to research this thing was truly asking too much.

This wasn't something ordinary people could study. Too much of it could easily kill brain cells—

Xiao He shook his head inwardly. Just then, he happened to see Pu Rong walk past him. He immediately stepped forward, hooked an arm around Pu Rong's shoulder, and steered him outside. "Come on, let's go out and talk. There's something I want to ask you."

Hearing Xiao He's words, Pu Rong followed him out. "Huh? What's up?"

"It's about Teacher Song Zhe. That mechanical arm of his, do you know where it was sent from? Do you have the contact information for that company?"

"Eh? Why are you suddenly asking about this?"

"Ah, just asking for now. Just tell me if you know or not—"

...

Shanghai.

Zhou Junhao, who had just finished being busy, was summoned home by a call from his sister.

His brother-in-law was also home today, and his expression was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Zhou Junxue smiled as she put down the freshly cooked dishes, then patted Yan Zhengbei's hand. "Oh, don't be so stiff! This time, he dug up that information all by himself and helped your police department so much. What's with that cold, scowling face of yours!"

"All by himself?"

Yan Zhengbei smiled a rather mocking smile. "I don't think that's quite the case."

Zhou Junhao buried his head in his bowl of plain rice, pretending not to hear.

Most of the information handed over to the police this time was provided by Xiao He, with a small part from Tong Junhui. The former definitely couldn't be conveniently revealed to the police, and the latter also didn't want to draw attention again due to previous incidents. So, after going around in circles, only Zhou Junhao ended up taking credit for everything.

Fortunately, Zhou Junhao had the status and background to avoid being repeatedly called in for "tea."

But precisely because of this, Yan Zhengbei was so suspicious of him.

What was his brother-in-law like? Did he not know?

Yan Zhengbei narrowed his eyes, staring at the guy frantically shoveling rice into his mouth, and sneered inwardly.

Hah. Keeping secrets now.

"Ah, I don't think any of that is important at all."

Zhou Junxue sat down with her own bowl of rice and said, "I've already read Xiao Hao's report. The content is very detailed. It not only raises issues about the chaos online, distorted aesthetics, and people's mindless pursuit of unhealthy trends, but also exposes the gray industry chain of 'cheat, loan, sell' one-stop services operated by many internet celebrity agencies. These are all very serious issues worth paying attention to now and serve as a good warning for everyone."

"Originally, Xiao Hao going undercover to film, revealing contracts, and illegally digging up company privacy and trade secrets are already gray-area actions in many situations. If you really want to investigate his actions, he could also spend a few days in your bureau."

Some things can only operate outside the rules—after all, how can you know others are violating the rules, and how they are violating them, without stepping outside the rules? Someone always has to go deep inside, take risks, and uncover more truth.

And they can't really use rigid rules to counterbalance those willing to run around for the people.

Yan Zhengbei naturally understood Zhou Junxue's meaning. If they insisted on investigating the helper behind Zhou Junhao, they would probably drag Zhou Junhao down with him.

Then they'd be the ones in trouble.

Playing dumb sometimes is quite good.

But this also made his frown deepen. "I'm just worried he'll get drawn into greater danger."

Currently, they can only arrest this batch of people domestically, and for now, they can only settle accounts with Rongding Media. But in the vast internet celebrity industry, how many Rongding Medias are there?

No one knows.

By publishing these news reports and blowing this matter up, Zhou Junhao has stepped on a lot of people's toes.

Some people, for money, really will do incredibly crazy things.

Yan Zhengbei didn't think this was a good thing.

If Zhou Junhao continued to investigate alongside that unknown "helper" of his, he might be in mortal danger.

"Don't worry, I'll protect myself!"

Zhou Junhao hurriedly swallowed the rice in his mouth and said, "Brother-in-law, isn't your friend a teacher at a martial arts hall? I plan to sign up for a class with him later and properly learn some self-defense! Don't worry! I've learned my lesson now. If I really encounter danger in the future, I'll run faster than anyone!"

Yan Zhengbei frowned in thought for a moment, then finally nodded. "Alright, I'll have a good talk with Song Zhe and ask him to give you some proper extra training."

"For the next few days, you'll stay with us. Starting tomorrow, you'll come with me for morning runs."

"Roger that! No problem!"

Zhou Junhao saluted, then his phone suddenly rang.

He picked it up and saw it was a call from one of his "helpers." He immediately glanced guiltily at Yan Zhengbei, then ran to the side to answer.

Yan Zhengbei gave a cold snort but said nothing. Then, his own phone rang.

Zhou Junxue was speechless. "Go answer it somewhere else! You're both such busy men!"

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"Hello?"

"You're back in Shanghai too?"

"What? You want to work with me?"

Zhou Junhao glanced toward the dining room, covered his mouth, and lowered his voice. "Brother Tong, my bro, that's a huge career leap! Besides, you don't have a press card! No relevant experience either. How can you be a reporter with me?"

"Huh? You passed the exam before?"

Zhou Junhao suddenly remembered, dazedly, that this guy was also a hardcore boss a few years back.

Wow, Brother Xiao's senior brothers... they're all more hardcore than the last, no wonder they're all Award-Winning Actors...

"Well, alright then... come find me first—"

Zhou Junhao hung up the phone, feeling a bit lightheaded as he returned to the living room. After hastily eating a few more bites, he said goodbye to Zhou Junxue and prepared to go out.

Zhou Junxue looked at the leftover food and frowned slightly. "What's so urgent? Can't you finish eating before leaving?"

"A friend came over and needs my help. I have to go meet him. Sis, I'm heading out!"

Zhou Junhao waved and hurriedly opened the door to leave.

"This guy—"

Just as Zhou Junxue was muttering, Yan Zhengbei, who had finished his call in the other room, walked back.

Seeing him pick up his jacket, Zhou Junxue immediately understood her husband was also preparing to go out. "You have something too?"

Yan Zhengbei nodded. "Song Zhe just called, talking about that prosthetic limb we got for him before. He said an entertainment company wants to cooperate with Fusheng Technology for promotion and hopes I can help make the connection."

Zhou Junxue was surprised. "An entertainment company actually wants to help with promotion?"

Although this type of prosthetic limb industry currently has policy support and decent development prospects, due to its small target audience and concentrated brands, media attention mostly focuses on technical academia, disabled persons' federations, unions, etc. So, even though Fusheng Technology has many collaborations with official bodies, jointly conducts cutting-edge technology R&D with numerous university professors, and has achieved many accomplishments, public awareness is still relatively shallow, and overall brand recognition is quite low.

Actually, this isn't really a worry. After all, the circle is just this big. Having a reputation within the circle is already enough.

But who could refuse an opportunity to further enhance their company's fame and expand its reach?

—Moreover, public welfare benefiting the people, if the cooperation is handled well, could also count as part of his political achievements.

After confirming Song Zhe wasn't joking, Yan Zhengbei immediately decided to help inquire about the situation.

So he could only apologize to Zhou Junxue, "Sorry, I have to go now."

"It's fine."

Zhou Junxue straightened his collar for him and smiled helplessly. "Go on, be careful."

"Mhm."

After both men had hurriedly left, Zhou Junxue looked at the leftover food on the table and let out a long sigh. "Every single one of them, such busy people!"