Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

After Jinchen finished singing and took off her makeup backstage, she saw the owner rushing over, "Oh no, little ancestor, you are in trouble today!"

"What's wrong?"

Jinchen was applying cold cream and when he heard that, he raised his eyelids and looked behind the mirror.

"Oh, Wan Canghong has taken a liking to you and wants you to go to his house and sing a song called The Drunken Concubine!"

Just as they finished speaking, a foreigner who could speak Chinese came with a gun in his hand and asked Jinchen and the boss to go out and talk.

Jinchen calmly stood up and walked out of the backstage dressing room. At a glance, he saw the old eunuch sitting in the yard, but Naweier had disappeared somewhere.

He had some guesses and looked towards the back of the yard. Sure enough, another person was rushing over with his belt loose.

This man is the fifth master of the Chu family, a warlord stationed in Peking, and is good friends with Pei Yinnian.

"Oh, this is Mr. Jin, he is really a promising young man, he became a famous figure in Peking before he was 20 years old."

Wan Canghong's feminine and hoarse voice interrupted the dead silence in the yard. The more he looked at Jinchen, the more satisfied he was. She was so stunningly beautiful when she stood there in a long gown. Even the empresses in the palace before were not as beautiful as her.

He twisted his orchid fingers to hook his gray hair, which was tied up in a messy braid, and said with a smile: "I also have a ready-made stage in my house. I wonder if I can invite Mr. Jin to perform a play in my house as well?"

Wan Canghong was talking about negotiation, but the people behind him, all holding guns, did not give Jinchen a chance to refuse.

The boss was sweating profusely.

"This... Master Hong, it's okay for others, but Jinchen is Mr. Pei's man."

Jinchen did not move. He glanced at Wan Canghong with a cold and indifferent look, and played with the jade bracelet on his wrist slowly.

"Mr. Pei, humph, that Pei family kid is just a greenhorn, he is not even good enough to stand in front of me, your grandfather."

Wan Canghong laughed twice, then suddenly stopped smiling. He ordered fiercely and greedily, "He has to go today even if he doesn't want to!"

"Ouch, I'm late, I'm late." Master Chu Wu strode over in a suit. Everyone knew that he and Pei Yinnian were good friends, and at the moment he seemed to represent Pei Yinnian's intentions to some extent.

"I think there's nothing wrong with Jinchen singing a song. If Master Hong gives him some treasure, it will be a lifetime of wealth."

Master Chu Wu's words made the troupe owner's face turn pale. Considering that Pei Yinnian did not come to listen to the opera today, he could not help but guess the worst.

Mr. Pei is... not going to support Jinchen anymore!

Everyone in the yard was looking at Jinchen.

Jin Chen raised her long eyelashes slightly and glanced at Master Chu Wu, "Is this what Mr. Pei meant?"

"Yes, you should be a smart person and understand what I mean."

The Chu Wuye brothers patted Jinchen's shoulders and said, "Yinnian doesn't want you to lose face for him."

"Okay, I'll go."

It was hard to tell whether Jinchen's tone was disappointed or calm. He met his gaze and nodded, then left with the smiling old eunuch Wan Canghong.

The boss opened his mouth, wanting to say something but stopped himself. But what could a common man doing low-class business like him say? He silently sent Jinchen and Wan Canghong out.

"Wait a minute! Wait a minute!"

Pei Yiqing, who got the news, ran over, but only caught up with the back of the car that was driving away. He glared at Master Chu Wu.

"What are you doing! Aren't you afraid that my brother will be angry?"

Master Chu Wu showed his signature smile and said, "Young Master, please don't get involved. Your brother won't be angry if an actor is exchanged for the success of the plan."

"Bah, I don't believe it."

Pei Yiqing turned around and ran, wanting to go to the Caifa Theater to tell Pei Yinnian about this.

How could anyone who was taken away by that pervert Wan Canghong have any chance of survival!

-

In front of the Caifa Theater.

As the crowd of theatergoers dispersed, the atmosphere inside became noticeably more solemn.

Xu Nanchun was waiting outside the private room. When he heard hurried footsteps, he looked up in confusion.

"Young Master Pei."

Xu Nanchun's expression changed, but he still stood up and called out the name, clenching his fingers as soft as scallions.

"What are you doing here."

"Where's my brother?" Pei Yiqing took a breath, "Don't stop me, I want to go in."

"No."

Xu Nanchun blocked the door, his eyes became serious, "Mr. Pei is discussing business, you can't go in."

"I know he is discussing business. Can he still make things difficult for me? Get out of the way!"

Pei Yiqing was furious and said in a hoarse voice: "Jinchen was taken away by Wan Canghong! If my brother doesn't go, that perverted eunuch will torture him to death!"

"What……"

Xu Nanchun clenched his folded hands and frowned subconsciously. Who hasn't heard of Wan Canghong's name and deeds?

In the past, when Weiyang Theater was not yet popular, the once popular theater was the site where three famous actors were tragically killed by Wan Canghong. It was said that when they were found by the police, all the flesh on their bodies had been burned off.

He fell silent, his body standing in front of the door a little stiff.

"What does it have to do with me?" Xu Nanchun said this and moved away.

"I'm tired...just pretend I'm not here."

Xu Nanchun stroked his forehead gently and walked to another room.

Pei Yiqing looked back at Xu Nanchun's back and said, "Thank you!"

He hastily opened the door and strode in.

"elder brother!"

The already tense atmosphere in the room became even more silent.

Xiao Bofeng and Pei Yinnian sat on both sides respectively. The main seat was occupied by Mr. Chu Sanye, who was obviously on good terms with the Xiao family, and the owner of the pharmaceutical factory, who seemed to be sitting at the back but was actually surrounded by three parties.

"Xiaoqing, what are you doing here?"

Xiao Bofeng was the first to break the silence and asked with concern.

Pei Yiqing had no time to talk to him. He even forgot about the embarrassment and walked up to Pei Yinnian and whispered to him, "Brother, Jinchen was taken away by Wan Canghong! He is required to perform in the evening! Go and rescue him quickly."

For a moment, Pei Yinnian almost held his breath as he listened to Pei Yiqing's words, his eyes seemed to be filled with raging waves as if a mountain torrent had roared past.

But when he looked up, he saw Xiao Bofeng and Chu San sitting on both sides, twisting their Buddhist beads and calming down again, as if nothing had happened.

"You go down first, and I'll talk about business later."

Pei Yinnian's tone was calm, making others think that although they couldn't hear clearly what Pei Yiqing said, it was not a big deal.

"Brother!" Pei Yiqing stared in shock, "You..."

"Go down."

Pei Yinnian interrupted, looking at him without question, his expression cold.

"Okay, I understand." Pei Yiqing realized something, snorted as if his condition was not met, and glared at Xiao Bofeng before rushing out.

Xiao Bofeng was puzzled, "What did he say to you?"

Pei Yinnian lowered his eyes lazily, his expression calm: "I want the management rights of the Jade Bank."

“Hahahahahahaha, so that’s how it is.” Chu San relaxed his guard and laughed sarcastically, “It seems that your brother is also a thoughtful person. You’d better take good care of him.”

"Then Boss Pei, it's your turn to speak."

Chu San raised his hand and signaled to Pei Yinnian.

The boss of the pharmaceutical factory had been listening for a long time, but still did not agree to anyone's conditions.

Chu San and Xiao Bofeng were waiting for news, and so was Pei Yinnian.

The pharmaceutical factory concerns the people of Peking. If the British Embassy were allowed to intervene, the consequences in the future would be unimaginable.

Pei Yinnian took a deep breath, suppressed the thoughts that had been restless in his heart for a long time, and asked the assistant behind him to add more conditions.