The True Young Master's Metaphysical Road to Fame in Showbiz Ch. 89

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Chi Jianming grew anxious. His arms flailed in the air, desperately searching for something to lean on, but for some reason, his right hand accidentally bumped into one of the business owners helping him.

The business owner felt a sharp pain in his abdomen and instinctively pulled away a little, not understanding what had happened. Suddenly, he felt a powerful shove on his shoulder.

His face changed color as he hurriedly stabilized himself. But then his stomach was pushed again, and before he could react, he lost his balance.

He stumbled backward and fell to the ground, his spine jerking painfully. He couldn't stop himself from groaning in agony.

"Ah—my back!"

The other business owners from the same chamber of commerce were startled by the sound. One of them, who was quite close to him, turned around in a panic, his face immediately going pale.

"Old Zheng! Old Zheng, are you alright?!"

He knew that his old friend had suffered an injury years ago from stepping in to help someone, and now he was in a state of panic, completely forgetting about Chi Jianming. He let go of Chi Jianming and rushed to his friend's side to help him up.

The businessman named Zheng groaned from the pain, his face pale as he gasped for breath.

The secretary, hearing the commotion from outside, pushed the door open to see what was going on. Her eyes scanned the group of gathered bosses, and she froze.

She quickly noticed that both Boss Zheng and Chi Jianming had strange looks on their faces. Acting decisively, she instructed her assistant to call for an ambulance and hurried over to ask for details.

"Old Zheng hurt his back!" Boss Zheng's friend was sweating in panic, repeatedly asking if the Song family had a private doctor.

The secretary quickly replied, "An ambulance is already on the way. It should be here in ten minutes at most."

Boss Zheng, catching his breath, quickly stopped him, saying, "I'm fine, just twisted it a little. I'll be alright after resting a bit. Don't forget, we still have the contract negotiation today. Don't delay that."

His friend disagreed, saying, "No way! Your back's nothing to mess with."

The secretary quickly recalled the work matters related to Boss Zheng and also reassured him, "You came today to discuss the cooperative development contract for Dongjiao Minghe Slope, right? This isn't urgent. Chairman Song will be in Hexing City for a week, so there's plenty of time. Your health is the priority."

Dongjiao Minghe Slope development?

Wasn't that the cooperation he wanted to achieve with the Song family?

Chi Jianming, who had just managed to get back up, was momentarily stunned. He reflexively turned to look at Boss Zheng, a trace of reluctance in his eyes.

Just a couple of days ago, the Song family had seemed interested in their company. How had they suddenly chosen a new partner today?

No wonder the secretary had been indifferent despite all his convincing—she had just been brushing him off!

Anger surged in Chi Jianming's chest, and before he could turn his gaze away, Boss Zheng's friend seemed to sense something and looked over.

The two made eye contact, and Boss Zheng's friend's brain buzzed. He immediately yelled out.

"Hey, what's with your attitude?! What kind of grudge do you have against Old Zheng, staring at him like that? Just now, Old Zheng was still trying to help you—wait, are you saying you pushed Old Zheng on purpose?! Huh? You little scumbag, you're gonna regret this!"

As soon as he said that, everyone turned their eyes to Chi Jianming.

What the hell?!

Chi Jianming was dumbfounded.

He noticed the business owners from the chamber of commerce glaring at him, and his anger flared up even more.

Before, he hadn't known Boss Zheng was his competitor. The push was truly an accident, but now, with the blame on him, it made it seem like he couldn't handle normal business competition without getting petty!

Chi Jianming gritted his teeth and snapped, "It was just an accident!"

He straightened his back, ready to argue loudly against what Boss Zheng's friend had said, but he had overestimated his legs, which had just performed a split.

His legs, as limp as noodles, couldn't support his body, and he swayed a bit before collapsing again.

In the shocked eyes of himself and the onlookers, he stepped right into the same puddle of water.

This time, no one was quick enough to help him.

And his luck worsened—during the fall, the back of his head slammed against the wall in the corridor with a dull thud, and he instantly lost consciousness.

The business owners were left staring in disbelief, and the Song family's secretary was speechless.

She had a pretty clear impression of Chi Jianming.

The qualifications of the Chi family's company were on par with those of Boss Zheng's, but the Chi family's reputation was far worse than Zheng's.

At the start, Song's family had never considered cooperating with the Chi family. If it hadn't been for the young master continually praising Chi Qingning to the chairman, they would never have given the Chi family a chance.

However, just yesterday afternoon, the young master's manager made a call, and after a half-hour conversation with the chairman, they were told not to consider the Chi family anymore.

The secretary didn't know what exactly the chairman and the manger discussed, but it was clear that the Chi family wasn't made up of good people.

Otherwise, the chairman wouldn't have treated them with such disregard.

She sighed inwardly, hearing the ambulance siren coming from downstairs. She quickly instructed someone to lead the medical staff up, then went to arrange for Boss Zheng and Chi Jianming to be sent to the hospital.

Chi Qingzhou paid the fine for knocking down the camphor tree, went through a brief educational session, and slowly walked out of the police station.

The other guests of the show had long been picked up by their agents or assistants, and the director, along with the staff, had already returned to the hotel. Only he, being involved in the deepest truth of the matter, stayed a few extra hours to clarify some details with the authorities.

Before leaving, he saw a group of young people dressed in the robes of the Xuanshu Association bowing to him. He politely responded, then quickly dismissed them from his mind—those young people, who looked like they'd had a bit too much to drink, their faces flushed red.

His manager, Guan Xihua, had arrived in Qingzhou Province this morning by plane. Now, he was waiting for him outside the police station in a nanny van.

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