Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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Nan Xiangwan ignored the constant stream of messages popping up in the group chat and ate her meal obediently.
Beibei’s cooking skills were getting better and better!
Meanwhile, Zhao Tiancheng called, and they chatted in a roundabout way.
Nan Xiangwan ate and listened but couldn’t quite grasp the main point. She impatiently asked, “Mr. Zhao? What exactly are you trying to say?”
Zhao Tiancheng said, “It’s time to write songs, Ms. Nan.”
Nan Xiangwan suddenly realized it was time to prepare for a new album. Destiny Girls’ second album was already scheduled for release at the beginning of the year, and it was already the end of November. The tour and promotional activities were already underway. They were just waiting for the songs!
And she still hadn’t written a single song…
Zhu Sha and her teammates had already begun working on it, but Zhao Tiancheng wasn’t satisfied with the songs they produced, feeling they lacked a certain spirit. That’s why he was rushing Nan Xiangwan.
He was still looking forward to the performance of this center position for the new album’s theme song.
Nan Xiangwan agreed, but just as she hung up, she saw a missed call. Pang Kaiji had called while she was on the phone with Zhao Tiancheng, but the call didn’t go through. She called back, only to find Pang Kaiji’s phone was turned off.
She frowned, a sense of unease building within her.
Gu Beihuai paused, serving her the food. “What’s wrong?”
Nan Xiangwan asked, “Is Director Pang going home today?”
“Yes, he should be at the airport by now.”
Nan Xiangwan glanced at the food on the table, before abruptly standing up and putting on her coat.
Gu Beihuai said nothing, changed his shoes, and left with her.
They didn’t exchange words; Nan Xiangwan simply followed him, not asking what they were doing.
As they left, Shura and Wushuang, squatting at the doorway, glanced over, one bewildered, the other stunned.
Nan Xiangwan replied, “Working.”
….
Los Angeles Airport.
Flights constantly landed and took off, the vast airport bustling with passengers, a constant flow of people contributing to its wealth.
Pang Kaiji was returning home early; he had a lot of things to do back home, especially with his new film about to be released. After it passed censorship, he’d have to run around signing up multiple cinemas.
He brought only one assistant with him, to help with packing and other tasks. He left the others in the US to expand his business, as he had more work to do now.
But in the airport parking lot, Pang Kaiji was stunned as he watched the three figures in the distance. The person walking in front… the assistant next to him urged, “Director Pang, we’re almost boarding, and we need to check in our luggage!”
Pang Kaiji nodded, turned, and followed his assistant into the airport.
The assistant then went to check in the luggage and collect boarding passes, while Pang Kaiji made a phone call in the crowd.
He called Nan Xiangwan, but the first call didn’t go through, and the second call also didn’t go through.
Pang Kaiji was anxious and about to continue dialing when someone snatched his phone away.
A familiar voice, chilling to the bone, reached him:
“Director Pang, how are you?”
There was a lot of luggage to check in, much of it consisting of formal wear that Pang Kaiji had brought with him, most of which he hadn’t used, filling several suitcases.
The assistant was sweating as he completed all the check-in procedures, and there was still an overweight fee to pay.
When everything was done, he looked back, only to find that Pang Kaiji had disappeared.
….
A modified commercial vehicle was speeding down the lane, heading towards the heart of Los Angeles.
Inside the car, Pang Kaiji sat in the back row with his hands and feet tied, next to Tan Shen who smiled at him.
Pang Kaiji’s heart sank at this moment. In the airport parking lot, he thought he had seen wrongly, but who knew it was really Tan Shen!
He personally selected, negotiated, and signed the second male lead of “Trembling Star”.
At the time, there were a lot of recommendations from people in the industry, and with the support of the two-time Golden Horse Award winner, Pang Kaiji was very satisfied.
He didn’t want to recall what happened afterwards. This person was really too scary.
Everyone knew that Tan Shen had fled the country, but no one knew which country or city he was in.
Who would have thought that he would be in Los Angeles during the Grammy Awards!
And Tan Shen’s face at this moment… was blind in one eye, and the scar on his face gave people a terrifying and gloomy feeling. Pang Kaiji took a horrified look and quickly moved his gaze away.
Even a hint of the former two-time Golden Horse Award winner was no longer there. The current Tan Shen was like a demon licking blood on the tip of a knife!
At this moment, Tan Shen was fiddling with his phone, switched to airplane mode, scrolling through its contents, occasionally looking up at Pang Kaiji with a smile as cold and venomous as a snake.
Pang Kaiji closed his eyes, sweat dripping down his forehead.
He couldn’t think rationally. Was this a kidnapping or a murder attempt?
It was said that Tan Shen’s cases in China involved several deaths!
After looking through the photos on his phone, Tan Shen scrolled through Pang Kaiji’s recent call and chat history, even searching for keywords on the chat app.
There were thousands of messages related to Nan Xiangwan!
Tan Shen said, “Director Pang, you’re really taking care of this newcomer.”
Pang Kaiji closed his eyes tightly, silent.
He knew he was most likely doomed. Who could have imagined that traveling abroad for an awards ceremony would lead to such a dangerous situation? If he had known, he would have stayed in China and waited for the movie’s release…
Not being able to see “Trembling Star” was the director’s biggest regret.
He had been looking forward to it for six months!
As if his life were about to end, Pang Kaiji began to reminisce about his past.
Tan Shen, amused, said, “Don’t be nervous. You might be annoying, but you’re not the one I hate most.”
Pang Kaiji opened his eyes, but the light in them had faded.
Tan Shen said, “Help me get Nan Xiangwan out. Don’t call the police or tell anyone. I only want her life. I can then let you go back to China.”
Pang Kaiji remained silent, his eyes closed.
Snap!
A hard slap landed on Pang Kaiji’s face, vibrating his eardrum and drawing a trickle of blood.
Tan Shen’s voice, still tinged with laughter, said, “You think you can handle this?”
Pang Kaiji was shaking all over. He felt half his face swell up, and his vision was doubled.
Tan Shen’s blow had given him a concussion.
His mind was clouded, his head felt heavy, and his head was now buzzing.
Soon, the car stopped outside an old apartment building.
This apartment building was decades old, nestled between a university and a high school.
It was not directly on the main street, but a bit of a walk from the school. You had to go around and around a few times, making parking difficult and old. The streetlights in front of the entrance were broken at both ends, sometimes due to electrical failure, sometimes caused by someone.
The 24-hour supermarket on the corner was robbed weekly and passing by often revealed untreated bullet holes in the glass.
Security was poor, with no protection, and the population was crowded and diverse.
Therefore, those who lived here were either gangsters or poor students.
This apartment building was also the cheapest in the area.
The two subordinates parked the car and escorted Tan Shen and Pang Kaiji into the apartment.
Upon entering, Tan Shen casually tossed Pang Kaiji to the ground. “Don’t worry, don’t rush to figure it out. There are plenty of challenging projects ahead. Take your time to experience it.”
He pulled out his phone, swapped out a temporary SIM card, connected to the internet, and then opened WeChat and connected it to the nearby sound card.
He adjusted the sound card and sent a voice message to Nan Xiangwan using Pang Kaiji’s voice.
Pang Kaiji was unable to get up and almost fainted several times. He could only watch it all happen.
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