After my divorce, I started to have good luck-Chapter 746 - 405 Sooner or Later Will Face Retribution_2

"Long hair, short knowledge. If we don't pay the full salary, it's no surprise the film crew will run off." Chen Feng directly reprimanded.

Jin Xinyan said with some grievance, "But if this keeps stopping, are we supposed to keep paying them the full salary for nothing?"

"Let's set a limit of half a month. If we can't resolve this within half a month, then the crew will officially stop production."

Jin Xinyan was at a loss for words, sitting beside Chen Feng with a troubled face, worriedly saying, "If the crew officially stops production and the show can't be filmed, won't we lose a huge amount of money?"

Chen Feng replied grumpily, "If there's a loss, it's my loss, not yours. By then, your five million, I'll give it all back to you without missing a penny."

Jin Xinyan quickly said, "That's not what I meant. I'm just worried about this show. We've all read the script, and it's a really good one. The shooting has been quite smooth these days, and the actors' performances are spot-on. The filming effect is great. If it's just stranded like this and can't be shot, it would be such a pity. Can't you solve this? What's the problem exactly?"

Chen Feng had explained the ins and outs to Wu Mengting before, but he was too lazy to explain it again to Jin Xinyan, just saying, "I'm already working on a solution. Don't ask more, just wait."

"Ugh, really. Everything was going well, and then this suddenly happened. It's infuriating."

Jin Xinyan looked puffed with anger.

Chen Feng reached out to wrap his arm around her waist, offering some comfort, "Alright, I'm not that angry, why are you angry? I have a feeling this matter will be resolved soon."

Jin Xinyan naturally leaned closer to him, murmuring, "Let's hope so."

...

Fan Xin took the nearest flight back to Beijing, had dinner at his uncle Fan Yigang's place, and then the two chatted alone in the study for two or three hours.

Coming out of the study, Fan Xin's expression carried a hint of excitement.

The reason was simple; Fan Yigang painted a very promising future for him. As long as he took the civil service exam next year, he would easily pass.

Although Fan Yigang was about to retire, he'd accumulated many connections over the decades, which could all be transferred to his nephew.

Therefore, as long as Fan Yigang entered the system, his starting point would be much higher than others, and a brilliant future could be foreseen.

Fan Xin had this confidence.

Previously, he didn't want to live off the government, because he didn't want to be bound by rules, and he already had a very capable uncle above him.

Now, he wanted to enter the system because his uncle was retiring, and he wished to continue being superior, plus his uncle planned to hand over the accumulated connections and resources to him.

Thus, unless he was extremely foolish or unlucky, his future political career was bound to thrive.

With a beautiful vision of his future, Fan Xin went to bed happily at his uncle's place that night.

By the next day, Fan Yigang had already stopped going to work. When Fan Xin got up, he saw him sitting on the sofa in the living room reading a newspaper.

"Awake? Go have breakfast. Your favorite steamed shrimp dumplings are kept warm in the rice cooker." Fan Yigang often said things like this when Fan Xin was a child.

Back then, he didn't feel anything special about it, but now it felt quite different.

Simply put, Fan Yigang loved and cared for this nephew more than his own son, while Fan Xin's own father clearly didn't show him as much affection as his uncle did.

"Okay."

Feeling touched, Fan Xin responded and headed to the kitchen.

Just then, the doorbell rang, and the family maid hurried to open the door.

Soon after, a group of six stern-looking individuals walked in, led by a plainclothes middle-aged man with a poker face, flanked by two other plainclothes men.

These three were not the most striking; behind them were three police officers in uniform.

Even someone unaware of the situation would know it wasn't good news. Moreover, Fan Yigang already had an idea of what was happening.

When the middle-aged man with the poker face took out a stamped paper and handed it to him, Fan Yigang's mind went blank, not knowing how to react, and the newspaper he was holding fell to the floor without him realizing it. He didn't hear clearly what the man said to him either.

By the time Fan Xin rushed out of the kitchen, Fan Yigang was standing up with a deathly pale face, trembling slightly as if to leave with them.

"Uncle, wait! What's going on?" Fan Xin quickly stopped him.

Fan Yigang woke up as if from a dream, quickly regaining clarity, and his expression slowly became calm.

"Please wait a moment, I need to say a few words to my nephew."

The poker-faced leader frowned slightly but nodded, saying, "Alright. You have five minutes."

Fan Yigang pulled his nephew back into the study, and about five minutes later, they both emerged from the study.

This time, their faces looked quite troubled. Compared to Fan Xin, Fan Yigang seemed relatively calm, but Fan Xin appeared as if he had lost his spirit.

The reason was simple; Fan Yigang advised him to quickly handle immigration procedures and go abroad, trying not to return. As for the civil service and political career, Fan Yigang naturally advised him to forget about it.

...

Chen Feng spent three days playing around in Hengdian before receiving good news. Previously, Lu Sijia, with a trial mentality, resubmitted the statement on the crew's restructuring along with the application for permits. With Li Shengping's help at the branch, it was quickly approved and sent to the headquarters.

Who knew, just two days later, the headquarters approved the permit application again.

This meant the "Green Jade Case" crew could resume production.

Upon receiving this news, everyone in the crew was naturally delighted.

Chen Feng was no exception, and even more so for Lu Sijia.

She called Chen Feng specifically to ask what means he had employed.

Chen Feng was truly baffled and didn't pretend to be mysterious, simply saying, "I don't know either. Maybe we just got lucky."

Lu Sijia didn't believe it, "How is that possible? What've you still got to hide from me? How did you get Fan Xin to drop the issue? Did you have Tao Yaoyang mediate for you?"

"Stop imagining things. Anyway, the matter is resolved. Next, let the crew film in peace."

"You're really keeping it secret, not even telling me. Fine, I won't ask you. I'll ask someone else."

With that, Lu Sijia hung up and called Tang Xinyi.

Then, she got a shocking piece of news: Fan Xin's uncle, Fan Yigang, got into trouble and was ousted.