boyutpedia Chapter 227 Blood Relatives' Backstabbing
Chapter 227 Blood Relatives' Backstabbing
Inside the office.
Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting golden dappled patterns on the floor.
Bai Li sat on the reception sofa, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the rim of the celadon cup.
"Young boss, do you still remember Jia Lai?"
This was the first thing the mountain spirit said after sitting down.
Bai Li's eyes flickered slightly; of course she remembered Jia Lai.
Jia Lai, the first champion of the Peking Opera.
He's a promising talent.
She sings well and has a good appearance.
He has the appearance of a curly-haired cutie, but he insists on dressing like a non-mainstream punk teenager.
All I can say is that they have their own attitude.
But he was just too opinionated and had a natural love for freedom, so we couldn't sign him at the time.
Recalling these things, Bai Li nodded slightly and replied, "I remember. I noticed that many contestants from the first competition participated in this year's event, but I haven't heard anything about Jia Lai. Why are you suddenly bringing him up now that the competition is over?"
The mountain spirit sighed: "He's had some trouble lately, and he's lost his money."
Bai Li paused mid-air as she put down her teacup, the bottom of the cup striking the tray with a crisp "ding".
"Out of money?" Bai Li raised an eyebrow, thinking to herself: The prize money for the first competition was a full 500 million.
Five million yuan is enough to buy five school district properties in second- or third-tier cities, or to generate a net monthly income of 500 yuan from a 4% annualized investment, which is sufficient to maintain daily life and will be a substantial retirement fund in old age.
Moreover, with her outstanding singing skills and the rights to perform "My Bad," Jia Lai could easily earn a considerable income by participating in just a few commercial performances.
Logically speaking, they shouldn't be short of money.
Unless, it's encountered some kind of irreparable "bottleneck"...
Thinking of this, Bai Li had a general idea in mind, and her expression became serious: "What's wrong with him?"
The mountain spirit took a deep breath and recounted Jia Lai's ordeal in detail.
Jia Lai's hometown is a small place, so news travels very quickly.
The news that he won 500 million yuan in a singing competition spread rapidly throughout the neighborhood and countryside.
Then tragedy struck; a group of people conspired to set a trap for Jia Lai.
Bai Li rubbed her temples; she knew it was true.
Human nature is complex.
In this world, the most vulnerable thing is human nature.
She has never easily assumed the worst about others, but her years of experience have made her always wary of outsiders.
She may never be able to completely and unreservedly trust anyone in her entire life, including Jingye, who has a 100% positive impression of her.
She will stay by Xiao Hao's side for the rest of her life, until she takes him to her grave.
Why do so many people wear masks when they go to collect lottery tickets?
In most cases, people aren't robbing others because they're wary of strangers, but rather because they're wary of people they know.
If you let the people around you know that you have a windfall, that windfall will most likely disappear very quickly.
The prize money for singing competitions is similar to that of lotteries...
It will also make people jealous and envious.
Bai Li sighed and guessed based on her experience, "There must be a relative of his among the group that tricked him."
The mountain spirit nodded sadly: "I heard it was his uncle who organized the scheme."
He thought the 500 million prize money would be enough for Jia Lai to live a carefree life for a while, but unexpectedly, this happened.
The mountain spirit paused, then continued:
“Jialai originally wanted to find a bank to do some risk-free wealth management or fixed-term investments, and through his uncle’s introduction, he signed a wealth management agreement.”
"But in fact, Jia Lai's uncle colluded with outsiders to forge bank wealth management agreements and transfer funds to overseas gambling accounts."
"The financial manager was an imposter, and the office space was temporarily rented. They used forged bank seals and principal protection agreements to make Jia Lai believe that it was a low-risk investment."
"It also involves some complicated betting agreements. Not only did he abscond with the money, but now he still has millions of dollars left to fill."
After hearing what had happened, Bai Li sighed repeatedly.
Although she didn't know exactly how Jia Lai fell for it, she wasn't involved, so she could only say that it's hard to guard against someone you know committing a crime.
Bai Li asked with concern, "Has a case been filed?"
"Yes, the case has been filed." Shan Gui shook his head helplessly. "But most of the money has already gone overseas, and Jia Lai's uncle has also fled abroad."
Bai Li nodded silently, now finally understanding why Jia Lai was short of money.
She had been wondering why she hadn't heard from Jia Lai in so long, nor had she seen him at the second Pear Garden Festival. Turns out he was busy with this troubling matter.
Being betrayed by your own blood relatives, and being ripped off so badly, is a terrible feeling.
Although Bai Li would express sympathy, she was powerless to help Jia Lai in such a situation, as she couldn't very well enforce the law across borders.
Thinking of this, Bai Li looked at the mountain spirit opposite her.
The mountain spirit rarely comes to me on its own initiative. It's likely that it came today not just to tell me about Jia Lai's ordeal.
She sipped her tea and asked, "Is Jia Lai going to have a day and night session?"
According to what Shan Gui just said, Jia Lai was swindled out of all his prize money and even owes money. You can imagine his current living conditions.
There must be a famine...
Therefore, Bai Li quickly guessed that Shan Gui's purpose in coming today was probably to ask him on behalf of his good brother whether he was still willing to sign Jia Lai.
The mountain spirit glanced at Bai Li in surprise, not expecting that Bai Li had already guessed without him saying anything. He stopped hiding it and said bluntly, "He now owes millions, and the debt collectors are throwing red paint at the recording studio every day. Yesterday, they took away his stray cat that he had raised for eight years..."
At this point, the mountain spirit could no longer continue.
He realized that although his good brother's fate was tragic, Bai Li owed him nothing.
After all, when the music department was first established, Jia Lai rejected Bai Li's offer to sign him.
When they came to Bai Li's door to sign her at this time, the situation was completely different. Back then, the music department needed people, but now the music department is well-established and doesn't need new singers for the time being.
Even if Bai Li refuses, there will be no problem.
No matter how miserable Jia Lai is, it shouldn't "force" Bai Li to sign him.
So he didn't say anything more, but finally said, "Young boss, is it still convenient for the company to sign Jia Lai right now? If not, I'll let him know."
Bai Li actually cherishes talent, and she is very willing to cultivate stars like Jia Lai who have not yet been discovered by the public.
With her outstanding looks and top-notch singing skills, she's popular everywhere.
It's just that he's too carefree.
If it weren't for this major upheaval, he would never have planned to "showcase" himself in his entire life.
Jia Lai came to me first for two reasons: one was that my good brother Shan Gui was here, and the other was that he had dealt with me before and had a preliminary acknowledgment of me, which is why I came to ask.
After a moment of contemplation, Bai Li thought about her recent project and came up with an idea.
"If he wants to come, it's not impossible, but the terms of the contract will definitely not be the same as they were back then."