The next day.
Boss Pan Dong, who was already over 60 years old, sat on a cheap synthetic leather flat bed with a gloomy face.
The flat bed was very hard and large, occupying half of the room.
The room was divided into two doors: one was a security door, and the other was a fully enclosed fence door welded with steel pipes.
Boss Pan was not the only owner here. Next to him sat a man in his thirties with a scoundrel face and a middle-aged man in a suit.
The two of them were whispering to each other.
"Based on my experience, this matter of yours can be big or small. Didn't you cheat someone of 200,000 yuan?"
"If you want to keep this money, then you'll have to go to jail for a few years. If you don't want to suffer in there, then wait until you meet the lawyer and ask the lawyer to help you contact the victim's family. Return the money to them and gain their forgiveness. "
"As long as the investigation is not completed and the day of prosecution hasn't arrived, this matter will turn into a financial dispute. You won't be in there for more than a few days."
"Brother, you're very knowledgeable." The man in the suit looked as if he was asking for advice. He whispered, "Who doesn't want to get out as soon as possible? But I worked hard to earn this 200,000 yuan. I can't bear to part with it."
"Haha!"
The man in slippers with a sneaky expression said, "Listen to my advice. If you stay in there for a few years, you might be able to earn another 200,000 yuan outside."
"Just treat this two hundred thousand as your tuition fee. When I get out in the future, you can find me at Jiushan Road. We can make a fortune together. "
The latter nodded repeatedly. "That makes sense."
Boss Pan Dong sat in the corner without saying a word. The way he looked at them was no different from the way he looked at two garbage bags.
The middle-aged man in the suit could not stand the trampling of his gaze. He glared at him. "Hey, old man, how did you get in?"
Boss Pan responded with his own nostrils.
The man with the sneaky expression nudged his companion beside him with his arm. "Him? He's different from us. Later, when we start work here, they might be taken away for a few questions, and then they can go home and sleep in bed. "
It was not the first time the man in the suit had come in, but his expression was obviously not as relaxed as the one beside him. It was as if he was at home.
He could go home after a few questions?
"Why?"
The man with a sneaky expression glanced at the leather shoes on Boss Pan's feet and then at the plastic slippers on his feet.
Boss Pan finally had an expression other than looking at trash. He thought to himself, So there's something special about this pair of shoes?
Boss Pan had been "invited" in last night. He had been there ever since Boss Pan came in.
In the morning, quite a few of the 'guests' had come and gone. Some of them came in and collapsed on the ground, curling up and shivering. Some of them brought their maids and sat down with fierce expressions. Everyone unconsciously made way for them.
This guy, who had been chatting non-stop ever since he came in, had revealed that he had come in with fake wine. He had forgotten how many times he had come in.
In any case, he was able to exchange a few words with the auxiliary police who were guarding outside the railing, as well as the police officers who were not there to bring people in from time to time.
Regardless of what crime the person who was "invited" in had committed, he would be able to chat with them. From stealing electric scooters, to the shady business in the clubhouse, and then to the fake cigarettes and alcohol.
Although Boss Pan looked down on this kind of trash, he was actually in a panic right now.
His right-hand man had been arrested, and he had been "invited" here.
Before entering, all of Boss Pan's personal belongings had been rummaged through. Forget about contacting the outside world, he even had to ask the young "auxiliary police" who was sitting on the sofa outside, constantly scrolling through TikTok on his phone.
The young auxiliary police officer had a thin brown cigar in his mouth. As he puffed out the smoke, he looked extremely satisfied, as if he had eaten a ginseng fruit.
Normally, even Boss Pan was a little reluctant to let his guests enjoy this kind of Upman Handmade No. 3 cigar imported from Cuba.
Now that someone had asked him if he could smoke one, Boss Pan could only put on a serious face and say yes. What else could he do?
Fortunately, the phone call from before had made him understand why he had been "invited" in.
He had calmly analyzed the situation in his mind. He believed that this matter could be big or small in the end. Half of it depended on whether his right-hand man could handle it.
Slandering was a common occurrence in the film and television industry. In the end, it would cause a big commotion. There would be one or two cases every year.
The final result was nothing more than the party who had slandered the other party would publish an apology in the newspapers and compensate the other party for the damage to their reputation. Usually, that amount of money was only enough to buy a few boxes of handmade cigars.
If Monster Industries had been replaced by any other film and television company in the industry, Boss Pan dared to guarantee that he would be lying in bed at home right now, sleeping soundly.
But it was precisely because this was Monster Industries that he couldn't figure out what was going on.
Hell, how did they find evidence?
In this matter, how much effort is the Monster Industry going to put into it?
Would his right-hand man, who was being severely interrogated, pin the whole thing on him?
If he did, would he go in and squat for a year and a half?
Logic told Boss Pan that he wouldn't go in and squat.
In any case, he was at the helm of Glory Film and Television. In the film and television industry, he was a big shot who could make even A-list celebrities tremble in fear.
At most, he would just ask someone to write an article to smear Monster Industries' products. He would insist that he was just casually assigning the task and that his right-hand man was in charge of the laboratory.
Even if he went in and squatted, only his right-hand man would go in.
If Monster Industries' products were affected, then he would just have to compensate.
When it came to compensation, it would have to go through the court. It was normal to argue here for a year and a half. The final amount of compensation wouldn't hurt him too much. After all, there was no precedent of such a sky-high compensation in the past.
Monster Industries probably wouldn't go all out against him.
As long as Monster Industries still wanted to obtain high-quality copyrights in the film and television industry, he couldn't afford to offend them completely.
Otherwise, if he, Pan Dong, had to squat in there for a year and a half, how could the other film and television companies not have the heart to fight to the death?
The best choice was to have an open and aboveboard confrontation in the offline cinema chain and force them into a corner.
But …
Logic was logic. Logic was logic.
Boss Pan, who hadn't slept all night, felt like he was about to collapse.
He didn't even have the freedom to go to the toilet. He had to ask the auxiliary police outside for permission to drink water, and … f * cking cold water.
Looking at the environment here, the floor was full of spit stains. In the corner of the iron railing, there was someone's vomit from last night. He had already called the auxiliary police twice to clean up. The auxiliary police agreed readily, but his body was more stable than the "emperor" sitting there.
He was already sixty years old, and he was living a life of luxury.
Was this artificial leather hard bed something a person could sit on?
Look at the hard bed, there were blood stains, oil stains, and black stains that he couldn't recognize at all.
There was also that sneaky chatterbox next to him. His rancid smell could make people stumble.
He wanted to go out, he wanted to see the morning sun, he wanted to be free.
If he stayed any longer, Pan Dong suspected that he wouldn't be able to maintain his cold expression and would break down like a pitiful worm, clamoring to see their superiors and lawyers.
The company must have already informed Zhinamei Pictures, Xinli World, Five States Culture, and a few other allies that were advancing and retreating together.
They would definitely get him out of here.
But could they f * cking hurry up …
"Hey, old bro." The sneaky man might have seen the anxiety and nervousness hidden in the depths of Pan Dong's expression. He raised his eyes at Pan Dong. "Old bro, tell me what you did wrong. I know the knack here better than anyone else."
"Look, you didn't change your slippers when you came in, which means that you have room to maneuver."
Pan Dong continued to snort at him. No matter how anxious he was, he didn't want to talk to this kind of trash.
But what did he mean by changing his slippers …?
"Old bro, look at you. Most likely you came in because of the economic aspect, right?" The sneaky man didn't care and continued to make connections. "You tell me about it, and I'll help you analyze it. A dispute of tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands is not a problem. "
"If you're not from here, I'll help you when you're brought in for questioning later."
"As long as you remember me when you go out, you can go to Jiushan Road and treat me to a meal. By the way, people call me Chopsticks San over there. You can find me in any shop. "
Pan Dong couldn't take it anymore. He sneered and mocked, "A dispute of tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands is not a problem."
"What about two billion?"
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