Leap Forward Comics: Watch How I Become a Villainess

Chapter 20 The Birth of an Actor: A Grand Performance of Acting Skills

"how so!"

Wen Yiming was so angry at the factory that he smashed the table.

Erikson took the money and ran, and instead of traveling domestically as he claimed, he simply bought a plane ticket and is now in Australia. Even if you call the police, they won't be able to catch him.

After taking over the factory, he discovered that although there were machines and workers, the materials he had provided for the products were all inferior and of extremely poor quality. He didn't know how many kickbacks he had taken, and then he sold his shares. Now, this factory has nothing to do with Erickson. All that's left is the deceived Wen Yiming and another small business owner who bought shares, an insignificant fool.

Wen Yiming, along with the small business owner, simply doesn't have the funds to repurchase qualified materials to fulfill orders. It's a dead end.

Now Wen Yiming has become the one who cheated Duanmu Cong out of his money, and he can't clear his name no matter what.

Duanmu Cong was unaware of the news. He only knew that the deposit had been fully paid to Erickson, and he was just waiting for the factory to deliver the order and pay the final payment, after which everything would be fine.

Wen Yiming naturally dared not let the news leak out, so he could only bite the bullet and return home, pondering how to ask his parents for money.

During dinner with the family that evening, Wen Yiming hesitated before speaking up: "Dad, I recently invested in a factory..."

Wen's father paused, chopsticks in hand, staring at Wen Yiming in disbelief. Was this still his son who had sworn to never go into business? How could he have suddenly changed his mind? Gone with the arts?

"You've thought it through? You want to go into business?" A smile of approval appeared on Mr. Wen's face.

"Um... Dad, my factory is having some trouble, we're having cash flow problems... Could you..." Wen Yiming gritted his teeth and struggled to speak, this was practically beneath his refined, artistic spirit. It was worse than death for him, but he had no other choice now, after all, whether the factory could fulfill its contract was a matter of life and death for Duanmu Cong.

"How much do you need?" Mr. Wen gestured for him not to say anything more. No matter what, he would fully support his son's affairs. No matter how disappointed he was before, he still hoped that his son could eventually inherit the Wen Group.

Even if Wen Shiyu is very capable, she will eventually get married. It is unlikely that the Wen Group will continue to bear the Wen surname. Although he had thought about nurturing his daughter, Wen's father never considered letting Wen Shiyu inherit the Wen Group.

"Dad, I need..."

Before Wen Yiming could speak, he was interrupted by a mocking voice. "Oh, so this is where my great artist brother knows?"

"Back for dinner?" Lu He strode into the villa's dining room, wearing sunglasses and a trench coat, exuding the air of an elder sister. (Although she was the younger sister, her presence truly resembled that of a boss.)

"How dare you be so rude? I'm your brother!" Wen Yiming glared angrily at this scourge.

Wen's mother quickly smoothed things over: "Oh dear, Xiaoyu is back. Quick, Wang Ma, bring over a set of tableware."

Lu He didn't stand on ceremony and sat directly opposite Wen Yiming, took off her sunglasses, and looked at him with disdain.

"Hey, look at you, what kind of behavior is this!" Wen's father noticed the dismissive look on Wen Shiyu's face and saw that his son was a little embarrassed, so he had to scold Wen Shiyu a couple of times to make him feel less awkward.

However, Wen's father also doted on his youngest daughter, so he naturally couldn't bear to say anything harsh to her.

"Dad, did he ask you for money?" Lu He asked bluntly.

"How did you know!" Wen Yiming immediately felt guilty. Did Wen Shiyu know that he had been deceived?

"Yes, Yiming has finally figured it out and is interested in these things." Father Wen was still very pleased.

"Ha, Dad, he's not interested. He's been tricked and is now desperate." Lu He bluntly exposed Wen Yiming's lie. She wanted to ensure that he and Duanmu Cong couldn't turn things around this time.

Sure enough, Wen Yiming was visibly guilty, and his father's expression changed from kind and gentle to furrowed: "What's going on, Yiming!"

"Dad...I..." Wen Yiming glared fiercely at Wen Shiyu, then began to plead with his father, "I was just too kind. I never imagined people could be so evil." Tears streamed down his face. "I just wanted to try and see if I had the ability to do it properly, but I never expected the other party to be a liar..."

Lu He watched as he embellished his performance, secretly omitting many details, making himself appear as a pitiful little rabbit. He even completely avoided mentioning the crucial point that he wanted to help the Duanmu Group suppress the Wen Group.

"Your acting skills are pretty good, but your brain isn't even half as good as your acting skills," Lu He couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but make sarcastic remarks.

"Oh dear, you should say less. That's your brother." Seeing Wen's father's increasingly dark face, Wen's mother quickly stopped her daughter from continuing to fan the flames, otherwise she was really afraid that Wen's father would slap Wen Yiming across the face in a moment.

"What a piece of trash! You were fooled out of your wits by such a petty trick? You didn't listen to your mother and me and didn't choose business school. Now you're brainless! You've been taken advantage of, and you still have the nerve to cry?" Mr. Wen was furious and scolded Wen Yiming severely, but he didn't want to dampen his son's enthusiasm. After scolding him for a while, his tone finally softened: "How much do you need? Remember, I'll cover for you this time. You'll learn from this experience. You still have a lot to learn. Work hard in the future and come back to the company to help. I'll pay your tuition of several million this time! But you better remember this!"

Wen Yiming breathed a sigh of relief and was about to speak.

Lu He interrupted her again in time: "Oh my, Wen Yiming, you really can make things up. It's a pity you're not a screenwriter, you're such a waste of talent!" Seeing that his father was about to lend a helping hand, how could he let him succeed in helping Duanmu Cong? "Dad, don't you even ask what kind of factory it is, what kind of order it is?"

"Oh? What do you mean?" Mr. Wen also realized that things weren't so simple; he had just been scammed out of money.

"Think about why he was in such a hurry to invest in a factory? At this critical juncture, you've seen the recent news, haven't you? The fire at the Duanmu Group's warehouse..." Lu He didn't give Wen Yiming any chance to argue: "The reason your precious son is so eager to fall into their trap is purely because he's desperate to join forces with the Duanmu Group to suppress me!" At this point, Lu He deliberately put on a wronged expression: "Dad, it's fine if he wants to suppress me, but he can't sacrifice the entire Wen Group's interests to play along, can he?" She knew that her father would never allow anything to harm the Wen Group's interests; this was the line that would trigger his anger. Wen Yiming had clearly crossed it precisely.

At this moment, Wen's father's face turned completely dark. Looking at Wen Yiming's sweaty and terrified expression, he knew that there was no need to ask any more questions; what Wen Shiyu said was true.

"You unfilial son!" Father Wen slapped Wen Yiming across the face: "You caused this mess yourself, so figure it out yourself!"

Lu He looked at Wen Yiming with a victor's smile.