Quickly Wear the Face of the Devil

C6.2

But Zhou Yun Sheng wasn't an average person. If there was no evidence, he could forge it. If there were no songs, he could search 007's database and casually come up with thousands or even tens of thousands heirloom compositions.

Don't even try to tell him that copying other's work is wrong, a shameless action. When you need to escape a trap, what is shame? Just gobble that up. Zhou Yun Sheng's skin was already thicker than a titanium alloy steel plate. He immediately opened up 007's song database, picking and choosing from it.

The Ou family was a music family, the villa's basement was sound proof. It was stuffed with a variety of musical instruments, and a small recording studio. In addition, Zhou Yun Sheng had many advanced orchestration software. After modifying and filling things in by himself, he unexpectedly recorded ten songs within ten days and stored them on a disc.

Rubbing his sore eyes, he drifted back to his bedroom like a ghost. He slept until noon the next day. He'd already hacked into Sun Xi Mu's itinerary and knew that the man would go to Huanya Entertainment News Group at four o'clock this afternoon for inspection. This was his best chance to discuss cooperation.

The CD was done, what about the evidence? Zhou Yun Sheng scratched his head. He realized that he was so busy recording the songs that he'd forgotten to forge evidence. He immediately probed his mental force into 007's central administration system and sketched a music composition scene in his mind. This scene was processed into a video file by 007, even the top hacker in this world wouldn't be able to tell it was a fake.

After doing all this, he put on a white shirt and jeans, casually combed back his hair and drove out to the underground parking lot, waiting until 3:59 pm. With one minute to spare, a series of black cars slowly pulled into the lot. Sun Xi Mu was really like the rumors- disciplined, never wasting a second.

Several bodyguards quickly crowded around. One pulled open the car door, and the others placed their hands near their jacket pockets, looking alert. If there was the slightest sign of trouble, without a doubt, they would certainly pull out their guns and shoot any rashly appearing person into a sieve.

Such spectacle was not excessive for Sun Xi Mu, who'd personally led many people and even several nations to bankruptcy. A lot of people loved him, but even more people hated him, numerous like the stars.

The shadowed man slowly advanced, his calm footsteps reverberated in the narrow space, like a beating heart. He was very tall, at least 190 cm. His back was very straight, and his well-built physique was wrapped in a pure black custom fitted suit. Every step revealed the outlines of his extremely explosive legs.

Walking between the shining lights, his deep and handsome facial features were finally revealed. He had thick, black, sword-like eyebrows, and a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes underneath, a casual glance from him could freeze people in fear.

There were rumors that Sun Xi Mu was an emotionless robot, it looks like they weren't groundless.

Zhou Yun Sheng stared at the gradually approaching man, his heart tangled. How can I talk to him? Rushing out would be a surefire way to fill his own body with bullet holes, this price was too high to pay.

He let out a breath, then slowly and carefully opened his car door. He slowly got out of his car and slowly raised his hands, facing Sun Xi Mu with an 'I surrender' gesture.

"Chief Sun? I'm Ou Zi Nan, I wanted to talk to you." His clear voice was like gurgling spring passing through a forest, but also like raindrops falling from slightly trembling lotus leaves, breathing a touch of coolness into the hot summer day.

Sun Xi Mu didn't stop walking, but he turned his head to look over. The bodyguards saw that the other man looked unarmed and unimposing, and was also raising his hands to show his harmlessness, so they put down their hands that were already reaching for their gun handles.

Zhou Yun Sheng quickly seized this opportunity to say, "Chief Sun, I'm the real composer of 'Because Of You', Lin Si Qing is the one who plagiarized. I have evidence to prove it. As long as you help me out this once, I'm willing to work for you for three years, free of charge."

Sun Xi Mu didn't trouble himself with entertainment gossip, so he didn't know what he was talking about. He turned his head away and continued moving forward, apparently uninterested in helping.

Zhou Yun Sheng got anxious. He ran to his side, staring over pitifully with tear-filled, peach blossom eyes, sobbing out, "Chief Sun, I'm at my wit's end! Huanya Entertainment News is my only way out. I really am very valuable, please believe me! Within three years, I swear to help you earn three hundred million."

Three hundred million sounded like a lot, but for Sun Xi Mu, it really was nothing. But he still stopped his pace and looked straight at the young man.

Zhou Yun Sheng immediately blinked, squeezing out a few more crystal-like tears. Ou Zi Nan's looks were very outstanding, not sun bright and dazzling like Zhu Zi Yu, but clear and gentle like moonlight. His skin was very white, almost morbidly so, and his lips were very closed to flesh pink, making him look extremely frail, unable to survive one fall. But his eyes were dark and clear, when they were filled with glistening tears, they could simply break hearts.

This melancholy, fragile, confused and helpless appearance was naturally attractive and lethal. In Zhou Yun Sheng's hands, who could work the original's strengths to their limits, it was a powerful tool to win sympathy.

Sun Xi Mu was subdued by his glistening tears and hopeful, longing expression. For the first time ever, he wasted some time.

"Follow me up to talk." He dropped this sentence and continued forward.

Zhou Yun Sheng was overjoyed, while wiping away his tears, he stumbled along. When entering the elevator, due to the many people crowded together, he seemed to be a little shy or afraid of strangers. The courage to risk everything had long disappeared, and he huddled close to the wall, head hanging low, only his cute hair whorl was visible.

The elevator stopped at the top floor. Waiting at the door was an assistant who had long ago prepared data on Ou Zi Nan, handing it over.

Sun Xi Mu took the file and gave it a quick look. When he noticed the young man helplessly standing in place, he said in a deep voice, "Sit down."

Zhou Yun Sheng sat down, but because of his tension, his pale cheeks were flushed, and his hands continuously tugged at the hem of his clothes, like a child who was confronting the head of discipline.

Sun Xi Mu quickly glanced at him, then tossed a pair of double-edged cigar-cutters and a cigar onto the table, asking, "Can you help me cut it?"

Zhou Yun Sheng's eyes widened slightly, then he looked over probingly. This person shouldn't be his lover who doesn't even have a fixed name, right? Just by looking at the height, looks, and hobbies, the possibility was already 70-80%.

Heartbeat speeding up a bit, he picked up the cigar and cigar-cutter, nodding, "I can. This pyramid-shaped cigar only needs to be cut 0.25 inches from the cap. The cut must be very swift, preferably with one nimble cut, not multiple cuts, otherwise the cigar wrapper will get damaged and the tobacco inside will fall out. After you cut, you must use your fingers to brush off any loose tobacco fragments, and it's best to suck on it a bit to see if the path is smooth."

Zhou Yun Sheng used to hate the smell of smoke, but now he was used to it. He talked as he moved, but because he was too focused, he actually brought the unlit cigar to his mouth and sucked, to see if the duct was unobstructed.

Sun Xi Mu's eyes darkened, staring at his thin, flesh pink lips.

Zhou Yun Sheng also stared blankly, inwardly cursing his own misbehaving hands.

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T/N:

benefited– This gave me some confusion, it's the first time I've seen 便宜/cheap used this way. Ge Meng Shu becomes the boss of Times records' lover, not Lin Si Qing.