Hirata discovered that this bodyguard lady was not someone who could be easily overwhelmed by her momentum, so her attitude immediately softened and she smiled:

"Okay, okay, I was joking just now."

"This joke is not funny." The woman's face remained serious.

"..."

Just as Hirata had thought before, this woman's sense of humor might have been knocked out by God before she was born.

"I'm really not here to investigate the case. In fact, I'm on vacation today." Hirata turned the bottom of his pocket. "Look, I didn't even bring my work permit today."

Hirata has been pursuing the White Horse Villa case for three years, and sometimes he would suddenly remember the details of the case in his dreams at midnight.

Although the deceased was not that innocent, and his death made more contributions than he did while alive.

The reason why Hirata is so worried about this case is because the impact of this case continues to this day.

It wasn't until he read the newspaper yesterday and learned about the major personnel changes within the Triangle Group that he realized belatedly that if it hadn't been for the White Horse Villa case, perhaps everything would have been different today.

And according to the evidence he had, the real murderer was someone else. This scheming Chinese was just thrown out to take the blame. Behind this was a complicated exchange of interests among interest groups. He just took the chestnuts from the fire and succeeded.

.

Therefore, the reason why Hirata appeared here was not to arrest her boss as Yayoi Mai feared.

He just wanted to meet the person involved.

Yayoi Mai glanced at him suspiciously, and then asked: "Then why are you here?"

"Can't I come here? It's so lively here, so it's okay to come and have a look, right?"

"So do you have a ticket?"

"..."

Hirata was helpless, and Yayoi's lips curved into a sneer: "So you're squatting here in the cold wind of early spring, and you just feel the lively atmosphere like this?"

"..."

After choking for a long time, Hirata stamped his feet, which were numb from the cold: "Actually, it's quite nice outside."

"Then just stay outside like this."

"By the way." He stopped Yayoi before she entered the gym, "Why are you here today? Shouldn't you be protecting your employer? Why are you alone now?"

"..."

Yayoi was speechless for a long time, then she fiddled with her hair nervously and said, "They have other arrangements."

"So we arranged for you to come to the concert?"

"I'm in."

"Hey!" Hirata called after her, "Can I see your boss today?"

Yayoi paused for a long time, seeming to be thinking about this issue, and finally said:

"I have no idea."

Hirata smiled, sat down on the steps, and looked at the growing queue. Suddenly, he was tapped on the shoulder, and then a ticket was handed over.

"Take it. I just have an extra ticket."

Hirata turned around, and Yayoi Mai's expression was not clear in the backlight.

"Ah, thank you very much."

Hirata is not the kind of hot-blooded detective, his ability to get down the stairs is quite outstanding.

Hirata studied the tickets for a long time and asked: "By the way, how come you have the tickets? Oh, your boss didn't give it to you, right?"

Yayoi did not answer the question, but instead asked: "How did you find out that my boss was involved in this program group?"

Hirata grinned, showing teeth stained by cigarette stains: "Your boss is not a low-key person, and, you see, it seems that I am not the only one who has discovered it."

He raised his head in the distance. Yayoi looked and saw in that direction, a few people with flamboyant hairstyles and fierce looks on their faces. It was obvious at a glance that they were not good-natured people, also appearing in the queue to enter.

"Tayama meeting?" Yayoi Mai became nervous.

Hirata put his hands in his pockets and said quietly: "It doesn't matter, there are so many people here, they don't dare to do anything, they are probably just here to demonstrate. Moreover, the Tianshan Society is gone, and now it is just the last show of prestige."

Just when the two were on guard, a voice suddenly came from behind, making them startled:

"Hello, I heard you were speaking Japanese just now. Are you Chinese?"

The two turned around and saw a group of people pointing their cameras at them, with the female host standing in the middle, and the microphone almost hit their faces.

"Uh, yes, that..."

"Can I interview you? Where did you hear about our show?"

"..."

Yayoi and Hirata looked at each other in confusion. Finally, Yayoi had an idea and said, "We are fans of Chen Liang."

The name "Chen Liang" has a very strange pronunciation in Japanese. The female host kept a smile on her face, stared at her eyes, and repeated the name with strange emphasis.

"Chen Liang, Chen Liang?...Are you Chen Liang's fans?"

Yayoi and Hirata paused for a while, then nodded at the same time:

"right."

…

"Su Xiaonuan... do you know about the movie she made with Chen Ya?" Qin Yunchu asked, his eyes full of curiosity.

Jiang Xinhai put her finger lightly on her chin and frowned: "He told me a little bit, but I don't know much."

"Ahem..."

Gu Yuqing suddenly coughed twice. Jiang Xinhai looked over. She twisted her body twice, then immediately sat upright and put her ear to her as if nothing had happened.

Gu Yuqing had heard about the relationship between Chen Ya and Jiang Xinhai, but she had never heard about what happened before.

So even she didn't know about Chen Ya and Su Xiaonuan.

"Chen Ya told me that he only made movies for one thing at that time," Jiang Xinhai said, "and that was to make money."

"Making money? But...didn't he already make a lot of money from writing at that time?" Qin Yunchu said in surprise.

"A lot of money? No," Jiang Xinhai said. "The domestic publishing industry was very depressed at that time. Do you know how many copies of his best-selling "Legend of the Condor Heroes" were printed at that time? Barely one million copies.

, it’s still the result of printing several times before and after.”

"ah?"

This answer is very counter-intuitive. In Qin Yunchu's mind, the name of the Golden Yong Ancient Cage is so famous that everyone in the country seems to have seen it. It shouldn't be just that.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Jiang Xinhaidao: "Nothing surprising. The domestic publishing industry was very depressed at that time. You also worked as a book editor. You should be very clear that the first edition of "The Condor" was first published.

Only 100,000 copies were printed."

Qin Yunchu was startled for a moment, then nodded. In fact, the figure of 100,000 copies of the first printing was already quite good for Chen Ya, who was just a newcomer at the time. A relatively unknown newcomer who could sell 10,000 copies of his book would be considered a high achiever.

Qin Yunchu said: "For 100,000 books, the price is calculated at 35 yuan, and the royalty is about 6.5%. In other words, the first edition of Chen Ya only cost...more than 200,000 yuan?"

"Yes, the royalties increased a bit later, but they still had to be deducted, plus various expenses. In the end, when he finished writing more than 50 sets, he only had a total of 8 million in hand that year."

"Eight million?" Qin Yunchu moved his lips, "How can it only be this little?"

Jiang Xinhai smiled bitterly and said: "It's less than expected, right? It doesn't match the reputation at all, mainly because, firstly, the publishing industry was really in a slump at that time, and secondly, there were too many pirated books, and what most people read were actually pirated copies.

"

Qin Yunchu pondered: "Well... indeed, our biggest headache at that time was pirated books."

"So what he actually got was only to escape the poverty line, but it was far from making a lot of money. What's more... he just threw more than half of it into real estate."

Jiang Xinhai paused and then said: "He bought dozens of houses in Beijing and Shanghai in one go."

Qin Yun took a breath when he first arrived: "Dozens of houses? Oh, indeed, the property market at that time was not as crazy as it is now."

Gu Yuqing finally couldn't help it and joined the conversation: "At that time, the house price in Beijing was about 6,000, and it couldn't be sold. He bought so much, and he was quite discerning."

Jiang Xinhai said solemnly: "Perhaps he has more than just vision. The rise of the real estate market was mainly due to the wave of large-scale infrastructure construction after that year. He was able to lose everything and invest all his money in the real estate market the year before. I doubt whether he can foresee the future.

, even the elite capital back then did not dare to invest money like this.”

Gu Yuqing pursed her lips and said, "Maybe he traveled back from the future?"

Qin Yunchu smiled silently. No one would take this joke seriously.

"Well, so he spent all his money to buy a house, and then in order to make money, he started making movies with Su Xiaonuan?" Qin Yunchu asked, "But why Su Xiaonuan?"

"Maybe it was because his only friend at the time was Su Xiaonuan." Jiang Xinhai said, "Making a movie requires not only money, but also connections and resources."

"So it's amazing," Qin Yunchu said, "He and Su Xiaonuan were just ordinary people in a small mountain village at that time, right? Even when they were still studying, how did he convince those people to help make a movie?"

"He asked big names in the literary world for help, and with a script, he went to Cao Kunguan, a well-known producer at the time," Jiang Xinhai said. "The name of the script was, "Crazy Stone."

…

"Xiaoyou, have you ever thought about a question: why haven't we discovered time travelers yet?"
To be continued...