Chen Feng didn't take Mike Martin seriously.
No matter what consortium he was in charge of, or how deeply he was hidden, he would be exposed before Fire Eyes.
Jiang Pingting babbled on about how terrifying the Wallenberg Consortium was.
She briefly recounted their glorious history, which spanned two centuries.
It seemed she wanted Chen Feng to know what kind of behemoth he was facing.
After listening for a moment, Chen Feng suddenly interjected, "Five minutes are up."
Jiang Pingting was startled.
She asked in surprise, "Chen Feng, aren't you worried at all? The person hiding behind the scenes is very…"
"I know who you're talking about."
Chen Feng said indifferently, "Isn't it that blonde foreigner named Mike Martin?"
"What?"
Jiang Pingting trembled all over and exclaimed in a lost voice, "You know him?"
"We've already met."
Chen Feng sneered, "On the surface, he's the Kang Si Tan Group's representative in Eagle Country, and he's even collaborating with Orange TV. In reality, he's just the Wallenberg Consortium's spokesperson in the East."
Jiang Pingting: "…"
She was utterly shocked.
One must know that the only reason she could uncover even a tiny piece of gossip was because Phoenix Building controlled most of the peripheral women.
She was known for being well-informed.
But how did Chen Feng know?
It was simply inconceivable.
Probably no more than ten people in the entire Summer Country knew Mike Martin's identity.
Amidst her shock, Jiang Pingting murmured, "Chen Feng, you've scared me. What exactly is your background? I only got this information through countless inquiries from peripheral sources. How could you possibly know more details than me?"
"That's enough."
Chen Feng was too lazy to explain and simply stood up, saying, "Miss Jiang, please. I'm very busy, so please don't disturb me unless it's important."
"Wait a moment."
Jiang Pingting quickly stood up and said, "Chen Feng, even if you know, aren't you worried? Those people have many ways to make someone disappear. There aren't many people in the country who can stop them."
Chen Feng sneered, "That powerful? If they're really that powerful, then what's the point of you coming to me? Can you stop them?"
"I…"
Jiang Pingting opened her mouth, then slowly said, "At the very least, I can use my connections here in Yanjing to keep an eye on things for you at all times."
"There's also a Phoenix Building in Yanjing?" Chen Feng asked suspiciously.
"There is, but it's not called Phoenix Building here."
"Then what is it called?"
"Summer Fanghua Club."
Chen Feng was puzzled, "Never heard of it."
"Of course you haven't. The old you wasn't on the Summer Fanghua Club's service list. But now you can be."
Jiang Pingting suddenly walked slowly towards Chen Feng, looked up, and whispered, "Chen Feng, cooperate with us. I can introduce you to the most popular divas. When you've experienced that kind of life, you'll realize how rotten this world is."
"The most popular divas?"
Chen Feng looked suspicious, "Who are you alluding to?"
"Not alluding."
Jiang Pingting smiled enchantingly, "Cooperate with me, and I'll take you to experience a different kind of life. Chen Feng, those divas who are incredibly famous and high above everyone else, I can introduce them to you as bedmates. Have you ever thought about it? The feeling of those diva-level women not daring to share a bed with their husbands, but secretly coming to serve you?"
Chen Feng: "…"
Jiang Pingting continued to smile, "Have you never thought that such a thing could happen? Those high and mighty 'moon goddesses' who are madly adored by their innocent fans, can actually become your female slaves under the moonlight. Want to experience it?"
Chen Feng pushed Jiang Pingting away with a look of disgust, "Jiang Pingting, you really think too highly of me. To be honest, I have no interest in other people's wives."
Jiang Pingting quickly smiled, "Even post-90s new starlets…"
"That's enough."
Chen Feng frowned tightly, shook his head, and said, "Good heavens, do you really think I'm a john? Jiang Pingting, do I look like a pervert? Alright, the conversation ends here. I don't want to cooperate with anyone, and I don't care if someone comes looking for trouble."
"Chen Feng…"
"Jiang Pingting, I'm only going to tell you once. Listen carefully, no matter who it is, anyone who wants to cause me trouble, the fates of Xu Nuo and Qiao San'er are examples."
Jiang Pingting was stunned, and asked in surprise, "Xu Nuo and Qiao San'er being caught was your doing?"
"Do you believe it?"
Chen Feng looked at Jiang Pingting coldly.
"…"
Jiang Pingting was completely dumbfounded.
In her eyes, Chen Feng was like an inscrutable mystery.
He clearly had a shallow background, yet he effortlessly revealed secrets that she had obtained only by expending vast human resources.
He was clearly just an actor, yet he easily brought the masterminds and perpetrators of murder cases, for which the police had no clues, to justice.
How did he do it?
No wonder this person not only possessed a dao ling (thief's token) but also very likely had the blood cloth, a token of the Red Handkerchief sect.
He was a terrifying man.
For a moment, Jiang Pingting felt a chill down her neck.
Since taking charge of Phoenix Building until now, she had almost never encountered a man who could make her feel so utterly terrified.
Not a single one.
Not even the head of the Wallenberg Consortium.
But Chen Feng truly gave her that feeling.
At this moment, Chen Feng had already walked to the door and casually pushed it open.
Jiang Pingting knew he was seeing her out, so she had no choice but to obediently leave.
As she exited the courtyard gate, Jiang Pingting whispered softly, "Chen Feng, no matter what, the Outer Eight Sects are ultimately connected by the same spirit. If you ever need anything in the future, you can always find me. You have the dao ling (thief's token) on you, so your status is higher than mine. Jiang Pingting awaits your esteemed presence at any time."
After speaking, she turned and gracefully walked away.
Chen Feng turned around and went back into the house.
Sleep!
Is the Wallenberg Consortium more important than experiencing his role?
…
Nothing to say overnight.
The next day.
Chen Feng left early in the morning.
He rushed to meet Jiang Wen.
Jiang Wen's new play had actually already started filming, so Chen Feng had actually missed the opening ceremony.
But it didn't matter.
As long as Jiang Wen didn't care, it was fine.
Chen Feng's extra role in the crew would probably only last for a week or two of filming at most.
Once it was filmed, it was done.
By the time this was over, the New Year would be almost finished.
After the New Year, it would be Lao Mouzi's play.
Chen Feng was actually more interested in that play, as he would be playing the younger version of Xu Beihong.
Lao Mouzi was already at the pinnacle of the director's pyramid.
Even playing a supporting role in his play would surely be brilliant, not to mention Chen Feng had the 'acting becomes reality' bonus.
The future was promising.
…
More than an hour later.
Chen Feng arrived at the film and television base in the suburbs of Yanjing.
After seeing Jiang Wen, the rough director excitedly pulled Chen Feng into the lounge, smiling and saying, "Chen Feng, come over here, let's study this."
"Study what?"
Chen Feng looked puzzled.
"Let's study the script I've revised."
Chen Feng was startled.
No way?
Please don't change my extra role into a major supporting role, that would take too long.
As soon as the thought crossed his mind.
He saw Jiang Wen excitedly pile the script on the table, smiling and saying, "Don't play that extra role anymore, I've added two major supporting roles for you. You can think about them yourself."
Chen Feng: "…"
His face fell.
Just as he expected.
And, he actually added two major supporting roles?
Jiang Wen really thought highly of him.