The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 135

Chapter 135: 132 Emperor Ying: Just playing around by exposing my own alt account【1 more】

“After she left, the box with the dance costume disappeared.”

These two sentences gradually silenced the surrounding bustle.

The people around all looked over, their gazes filled with scrutiny.

Especially the few dancers about to go on stage, their expressions instantly turned cold.

This performance was very important to them, as it was their chance to be noticed by directors and producers, and thereby enter the entertainment industry.

After all, they were only trainees at the company, the most ordinary ones at that, without even the qualifications to participate in talent shows.

Now that the dance costume was gone, how could they go on stage and catch the attention of those within the circle?

Ying Zijin wore a black baseball cap, the brim pressed down to cover her brows and eyes, only revealing her nose and lips.

It was already evening, with the lights flickering on and off, making the girl’s features indistinct, only her silhouette was visible.

Hazy, yet it made her seem all the more ethereal.

The production team’s leader also looked over: “You mean, she took it?”

“The surveillance doesn’t show that.” said the crew member monitoring the footage from a computer, “But she was indeed the last one to leave, and she’s not part of our group.”

Not a crew member, nor a performer, how did she get backstage? _{freewebnσvel.cѳm}

The production team leader frowned and quickly stepped forward, blocking the girl’s path: “Miss, please come with us back to the backstage.”

He raised his hand to grab her arm.

But just as he stretched it out, mid-way, it was intercepted by another hand.

The man’s fingers were long and his fingernails were pale and flawless, like jade.

The gesture was light, yet inexplicably sharp.

Chilling with a sense of decisiveness.

The production team leader was startled and looked up.

Up close, he was momentarily stunned by the appearance of the person before him.

Hengdian Film and Television City was over three hundred kilometers away from Shanghai City, in a small town.

Although the people here had some concept of the Four major noble families of Shanghai City, they had never seen them in person and naturally would not recognize Fu Yunshen.

Fu Yunshen raised his chin slightly, a smile lingering on his lips, his tone light: “Go check the surveillance, the complete footage.”

The production team leader was taken aback again, his frown deepening.

Logically speaking, they really had no need to take the dance costume.

While the dance costumes were exquisite, they were not luxury goods.

The production team leader, having seen many in Hengdian, could tell at a glance that both the man and the girl were wearing haute couture.

Would he bother to trouble a few dancers?

He picked up a walkie-talkie and called a technician over.

Ying Zijin looked up: “Well, I can——”

“No need.” Fu Yunshen pulled down the brim of her cap a little further, “It’s not your issue, why waste time?”

He didn’t spend time in the entertainment industry, but he had heard from Nie Chao about some of the tactics used there.

Pretty dirty.

Now, it had come to the point where even ordinary people were not spared.

Ying Zijin didn’t say much, just gave a slight nod.

This kind of trivial matter had occurred so recently that she understood the causes and consequences just by glancing at it.

Sometimes, when melodramatic events happened to her, they really… lost their entertainment value.

Meanwhile, the technician hurried over and began to review the surveillance footage copied from the control room.

A few minutes later, he looked up: “Team leader, this segment of surveillance has been edited, there’s a section missing.”

The production team leader’s expression changed: “How long will it take to restore it?”

“It’s a bit troublesome.” The technician hesitated, “I need an hour.”

“No way.” The lead dancer was in a hurry, “We’re going on stage in ten minutes.”

Even if they were to order custom dance costumes now, there wouldn’t be enough time.

“Team leader!” On the other side, several crew members rushed over, “We’ve found it, the dance costume has been found. Someone threw it into a crevice near the Stone Bridge.”

Hearing this, Ying Zijin deleted the text message and turned off her phone: “Let’s go.”

Seeing the two people leave just like that, a crew member was dissatisfied: “Team leader, just like that, you let them go?”

“The dance costume has been found, and there’s no evidence it was them, why hold them up?” The production team leader shook his head, “Don’t know which young master he is from a wealthy family, it’s already good he didn’t make a fuss, why look for trouble?”

The crew member was taken aback.

“Continue restoring the surveillance.” The production team leader instructed, “Someone targeted this performance, we must find out who.”

**

Second floor of the small building.

Ying Zijin walked out of the bathroom, drying her hair with a towel in one hand and holding her phone in the other, she logged onto the NOK forum.

The NOK forum actually only had a computer version for logging in, but she found carrying her computer around every day to be troublesome, so she coded a mobile version instead.

As soon as she logged in, her private message inbox began to ring like crazy.