CDJMM – Volume 4 – Chapter 23 Filming in the Interstellar Era (23)

Le Jing felt that this world was truly full of dramatic irony.

Who could imagine that Bai Lang’s eldest uncle—Bai Moxuan, the chairman of the Bai Group—was actually his fan! If Bai Lang found out, he would probably be scared to death.

When he heard Bai Moxuan praising him endlessly and even wanting to invest in their production, Le Jing genuinely felt a sort of dark humor.

“Although our Bai Group hasn’t gotten involved in the entertainment industry before, in the end, anything that can be solved with money is not a problem. And all the problems your crew is facing right now can be solved with money. With our investment, plus…”

Le Jing and Li Jianye kept blank faces as they listened to Chairman Bai talk on and on.

Seeing Bai Moxuan in person, he had to admit that the Bai family’s genes were indeed excellent. Although Bai Moxuan was already middle-aged, he was still a handsome uncle—imposing, dignified, the very image of a domineering CEO who could freeze the room with a stare.

“I must admit, the terms you’re giving us right now are very tempting.” Le Jing and Li Jianye exchanged glances, seeing the same concern reflected in each other’s eyes.

Li Jianye picked up the conversation, smiling bitterly. “It’s just… there are some things we need to make clear to you first.”

Bai Moxuan understood immediately. In his eyes, business was business—he made his demands, and now the other side would state theirs.

He had already decided that as long as their requests weren’t excessive, he could agree easily. In his mind, Republic Era Literary Notes was a hen that laid golden eggs. Investing in it was a guaranteed profit.

Le Jing asked, “Do you know Bai Lang?”

Bai Moxuan paused. Someone with the surname Bai would certainly be from their family—but he truly couldn’t recall anyone named Bai Lang.

Seeing his confusion, Le Jing prompted, “He said he’s your second brother’s son.”

Bai Moxuan suddenly understood. “Oh, him.”

Probably another illegitimate child. His flirtatious second brother had enough illegitimate children to form a platoon—he didn’t have time to remember them all.

He asked casually, “I’ve never met him. What about him?”

Le Jing and Li Jianye recounted the entire conflict they had previously had with Bai Lang.

Bai Moxuan’s expression shifted several times. When Le Jing got to the part about Bai Lang forcing him to kneel, his face was already dark as the bottom of a pot.

Le Jing decided to drop a bigger bomb—he directly showed the secretly recorded video to Bai Moxuan.

In the video, Bai Lang was arrogant to the extreme, even proclaiming things like “the law is just something to wipe our asses with,” words that were dangerously sensitive.

By the time the video ended, Bai Moxuan’s face was iron-blue, his eyes full of murderous rage. If Bai Lang were here, he might have killed him on the spot to “clean house.”

As the chairman, Bai Moxuan naturally thought deeper than most. If this video were leaked, at best the Bai family would be scolded for poor upbringing; at worst, people would accuse them of being lawless. If it drew attention at the national level and triggered an investigation, the consequences would be disastrous.

A thousand-mile levee collapses from an ant hole. Bai Lang acting arrogant was one thing, but he absolutely could not act arrogant using the Bai family’s name—and worse, it had all been recorded.

“In that case, I’ll be blunt,” Le Jing said honestly.

“I recorded this video as a last resort, in case I had to go down with the ship someday. After all, as an ordinary person, I really didn’t think I could win against the giant Bai Group. But after seeing your reaction today, it seems you were unaware. That’s why I dared show you. My guess is that Bai Lang has been impersonating a Bai family identity to act recklessly, and the Bai family is also a victim who knew nothing.”

A glimmer of interest flashed through Bai Moxuan’s eyes. This young man was remarkably sharp and composed for his age.

Look at that—he’d already prepared the perfect excuse for him.

Everything was Bai Lang pretending to be a Bai family member. The Bai family was innocent—victims.

“Bai Lang may be an illegitimate child, but he is a Bai family member.” Bai Moxuan noticed Shi Jing’s slight surprise and laughed domineeringly.

“No need to save my face. I’m not so weak that I can’t even admit this.”

“He’s acting so recklessly that he’ll cause trouble sooner or later. If his father won’t discipline him, then I will!”

“Don’t worry, I’ll give you a proper explanation for this!”

If his foolish second brother were the one sitting here, he might actually be inclined to cover for Bai Lang.

But as the head of the family, he had to clean house this time. So what if he was an illegitimate child—he actually dared to claim he was acting on behalf of the Bai family?

With Bai Moxuan’s guarantee, Le Jing and Li Jianye no longer had any concerns and smoothly reached a cooperation agreement.

As the financier, Bai Moxuan invested twenty million upfront to support the continued filming and promotion of Republic Era Literary Notes. In return, he would receive a share of future revenue—subscriptions, merchandise, and other profits.

Le Jing finally experienced what it felt like to have a powerful backer.

Republic Era Literary Notes suddenly felt like it had bought premium promotion across the interstellar internet. Every day, several related topics trended on Xingbo; short clips flooded QuickSound and other video sites; Qijiang Video even changed its splash-screen advertisement to their show; multiple websites bought broadcast rights and aired it in rotation. The once-ignored set was now surrounded by paparazzi and reporters.

Republic Era Literary Notes was completely, utterly on fire.

This summer would burn hot in its name.