Chapter 692: The Secret of Fifteen Years Ago
For her, the way things had progressed was truly unexpected. She could never have imagined that Dabao, who always joked and laughed, actually had an equally extraordinary background. Just what kind of group had her General Union Dance Troupe gathered.
"Congratulations! As long as we can secure first place in the grand celebration performance, you can continue to act as the troupe leader," Qiu Bai said with boundless joy.
"Mmm-hmm!" Yang Wenying nodded absently, still pondering the turn of events in her mind. As far as she knew, the Hai Family, having suffered such a setback, would not let the matter rest so easily.
Just how many people were involved?
Su Jiang? Shen Feihu? They certainly had the power, but it wouldn't be so simple. As for Lu Haifeng? Although the Hai Family had no concrete evidence, it was clear to anyone with eyes.
"Alright, stop thinking about it. Anyway, this event proved that it was Hai Lan who intentionally framed you. It's enough that you are innocent," Qiu Bai said. An artist at heart, he had a delicate mind but little interest in these struggles for power.
"It's not that simple!" Yang Wenying shook her head. "Did President Su Jiang leave?"
"No, I heard he's still in meetings with a group of people all night long."
Suddenly, the telephone on Yang Wenying's desk rang.
"Hello, this is Yang Wenying."
"Hello, Yang," a man's voice responded, deep and authoritative, commanding instant respect. "This is Shen Yu!"
Yang Wenying straightened up in reverence; although she was older than Shen Yu, she held him in high esteem. A hero from before the era of Living Yama, a dazzling General Star. Setting aside his illustrious family background, his overall quality and strategic command abilities were also not to be underestimated.
"Hello, Director Shen!" Strange, her General Union Dance Troupe had no intersection with the Strategy Department. Why would Shen Yu be calling her?
"Congratulations, Yang, on being restored to your position."
Yang Wenying was startled. Right! The only person who could shut Hai Shuangjie up was Shen Yu. It concerned a secret from fifteen years ago, the tragedy of the Shen Family's two daughters, one dead and one missing, all relating to the Hai Family.
The Hai Family owed the Shen Family an immense debt of gratitude. Only the Shen Family could make the Hai Family swallow their teeth in silence.
"Thank you!"
"It was nothing. I didn't do much. The key players were the Su Family and the distant Lu Family from the south."
Hai Lan's biggest mistake was being too greedy, wanting to harm Lu Dabao and then plot against Yang Wenying to suppress Sheng Ning.
"There's still reason to thank you."
"No need for thanks. I've heard your troupe's Hope Field is about to have a public performance, so I'd like to reserve a morale-boosting visit to our department. If we could have the Union Flower herself, I bet the boys in our department would be ecstatic."
Yang Wenying hesitated, "That's the plan, but our first performance is at the grand celebration."
"I know that! I'm talking about the second time."
"Sure! No problem! Thank you, Director Shen, for giving our troupe this opportunity," Yang Wenying agreed readily. Previous morale-boosting performances had always been monopolized by the Qianjin Dance Troupe, and other troupes didn't get the chance.
This personal invitation from Shen Yu was also a great opportunity for the development of her troupe.
After hanging up the phone, Qiu Bai asked curiously, "Who was that call from?"
"Shen Yu!"
"The crown prince of the Shen Family?"
"Shh...don't go spreading such feudal superstitions in the rescue squad."