Recognized by My Ex After Being Reborn-Chapter 488: I’ve always been behind you

The other party looked at Shi Lan with fierce hostility, "You... are that what, a celebrity?"

"So, I can make everything that happened today appear on Weibo hot search within ten minutes."

"A corporate entity cooperating with an investigation by relevant departments is both lawful and appropriate."

"I believe our studio’s qualifications fully comply with the regulations. I can cooperate with your inspection, but I also request that your enforcement be transparent, which is only reasonable."

The 22-year-old young woman stood her ground in front of a group of men, neither servile nor overbearing, but resolute and powerful.

After a standoff of a few seconds, it was the other side who conceded first, "We underestimated you, girl. Fine, everyone, go in and take photos for evidence."

But at this moment, Shi Lan stopped everyone and said, "No, show your IDs. Unfortunately for you, I’m well acquainted with the local business regulators, and I have never seen any of you before. Which bureau, which department are you from?"

Facing Shi Lan’s request for credentials, the men instantly felt uneasy.

"Can’t produce them? I’m calling the police." Saying that, Shi Lan took out her phone.

Just then, the leader pointed at Shi Lan and said, "You’ve got guts."

Afterward, he led his menacing men out of Yunlian Studio.

"What on earth is going on?" Old Master Zhong asked, "They... Were they imposters?"

Shi Lan handed the invitation letter to the staff for safekeeping and replied, "I do indeed know some people from the business sector, but they enforce the law transparently and wouldn’t show up out of nowhere with unreasonable demands. Moreover, these people don’t look like office workers; their hands are calloused, and their walk carried a thuggish air. They are likely debt collectors or thugs from the outside."

After listening to Shi Lan’s explanation, Old Master Zhong couldn’t help but say, "Your observation is indeed meticulous. But what do they gain by doing this, and what’s their objective?"

"Kidnapping or extortion could both be possible," said Shi Lan.

Would there be any good outcome for the person responsible if they took the original business license in these people’s car?

"Then hurry up and call the police!"

Shi Lan looked up at the surveillance camera above her, which was entirely still, indicating it had probably been tampered with in advance.

"It’s a good thing you came; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable," thought Old Master Zhong, feeling a bit scared afterward.

But Shi Lan was pondering deeper problems.

For instance, when had these people started targeting them, and how?

The surveillance camera had been tampered with, meaning someone had come to stake out the place last night, so this wasn’t a spur-of-the-moment act—it was premeditated.

Who could it be?

...

Yan Shixiu also quickly learned about everything that had happened at Yunlian Studio and immediately called the person in charge at the business sector to inquire about the studio’s qualifications. The answer from the Commerce Bureau came swiftly: there were no issues, everything was normal.

This confirmed that Shi Lan’s inference was correct; those individuals indeed were impostors.

After calming down the staff and Old Mrs. Chen at the studio, Shi Lan drove to Shuangshi in the afternoon.

Yan Shixiu had just ended a video conference call with the overseas branch when he saw the young lady’s furrowed brow and pulled her over, "Huo Zhao is already on it, looking for leads. We should hear something soon."

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"Don’t you already have a suspect in mind?" asked Yan Shixiu.

The young lady scoffed coldly and nodded. This maneuver was slightly more sophisticated than throwing a tantrum, but it still reeked of contemptible wiles.

"When Huo Zhao finds the person, I’ll know how to deal with it," Yan Shixiu continued, "I’ve always said if he crosses the line again, I will become the biggest obstacle in his career."

After hearing this, Shi Lan couldn’t help but smile, releasing her tense brow, "I always thought I needed to protect that man, but now he’s standing tall behind me."

"I’ve always been behind you."

Shi Lan stood on tiptoes and kissed Yan Shixiu on the lips, "I’m heading back to Peak, to practice dancing with the little rascal; his competition is coming up."

"We’ll go home together later."

Shi Lan nodded, then put on a hat and mask, and left Shuangshi in a flurry.

Yan Shixiu watched as Shi Lan’s figure disappeared, then took out his phone and made a call.

The network of relationships in Yancheng was intricate and extremely complex. It took him a great deal of effort to unravel some of them in the past. Lian Yinseng showed such a long tail the moment he arrived—was he begging to be caught? Barely a few days in Yancheng, and he’s already causing trouble?

Did he truly think himself a noble family rivaling the Shi Family of the past?

...

Meanwhile, Lian Yinseng was reviewing documents in his office when a colleague arrived.

The colleague talked at length in his office, dropping hints, "Our Yancheng here isn’t like Nanqi where you were before. We should keep a low profile in our personal and professional lives. That Yunlian Studio is a new and promising enterprise highly regarded by the cultural sector. Excelling and winning honors, it even has an important task next month. But did you know, Old Lian? Someone actually tried to target that studio. Isn’t that foolish? If the matter escalates, and the cultural department pursues it, the consequences... inconceivable."

Lian Yinseng appeared nonchalant but was in fact breaking out in a cold sweat.

The incident had happened in the morning, and by the afternoon, he was already receiving a ’friendly advice’ from his colleague, a warning with numerous underlying messages that made him dare not delve too deep.

He had not expected that a mere Yunlian Studio could be so significant.

The attempt to cause harm had backfired, resulting in a warning that made him the subject of ridicule.