Lu Shao is cunning; Miss Nan has fallen for his tricks again.

Chapter 107 Tenderness
"Yue Ning, there are some principles you need to understand for yourself. Merchants value profit above all else," Nan Xu said, each word distinct, her shrewdness clearly visible in her eyes.

"I'm a businessman, so of course I value profits more. I'll sign with whoever can help me make money, which is perfectly reasonable."

"What's meant to be yours will be yours, and what's not meant to be yours, don't even think about fighting for it. I hope you understand this principle."

Nan Xu's words were firm, powerful, and full of conviction, leaving no room for doubt.

Upon hearing this, Shi Yuening's eyes flickered, and he remained silent for a moment.

She failed to recognize her own identity.

"I understand, Mr. Nan."

Nan Xu wasn't blaming Shi Yuening; she had just graduated and it was normal for her not to understand these intricacies.

But not understanding is not an excuse; she can be more tolerant at the company.

The entertainment industry is a murky place, and she can't protect Shi Yuening all the time.

In other words, they only have a working relationship. If Shi Yuening were to offend that important person someday, she would definitely choose to protect herself and abandon Shi Yuening.

In society, no one will indulge anyone else.

Understanding these things sooner would save you from suffering.

"Yue Ning, don't blame me. I don't owe you anything, and I have no obligation to take care of you forever."

"I can't help you forever; I can only offer some advice as you grow," Nan Xu explained earnestly.

But she forgot that she was only three years older than Shi Yuening.

There was nothing much to do in the afternoon, and Nanxu didn't like sitting in the office, so she went straight home.

She had almost raised enough money to invest in the film "Ascension" that she had promised Zhang San.

When Nanshan was executed, his company and everything else were liquidated.

He divorced Lin Jingshu, and nominally, Nan Xu was his only heir.

The company has debts, but not much. After the company went bankrupt and was liquidated, the sale of the land deducted the losses and left a lot of money.

With the addition of his own miscellaneous savings, he already had more than enough money.

Since they have some free time this afternoon, they can talk about the investment and start of filming for the new movie.

Nanxu changed into a comfortable set of loungewear and snuggled up on the beanbag chair in her bedroom.

The call was quickly answered.

A series of yawns came from the other end of the line, and Nan Xu glanced at her phone screen suspiciously.

What are you doing that makes you so sleepy at 3 PM?
"Hey, Mr. Nan," Zhang San said, his voice a little hoarse.

"Hmm, it's already this late and you're only just waking up?"

Zhang San sighed, "How could that be?"

The film "The Sound of Falling" just wrapped up filming a couple of days ago, and he and his team have been working late into the night editing it.

It would be best to bring this drama to the air before the new year, so as not to delay the scheduling of the next drama.

Otherwise, he'd be exhausted from filming and editing at the same time.

There's also the follow-up promotional work, just thinking about it gives me a headache.

"I've been staying up all night editing videos. I've only slept six hours in the past few days. I feel like I'm about to collapse."

After saying that, Zhang San even made a couple of affected humming sounds, showing off his delicate and weak nature.

Nan Xu was amused by Zhang San's two humming sounds.

"Since you're so busy, I'll put my business on hold for now."

These words really piqued Zhang San's interest.

what's up?

Did they agree on anything together?

It seems like only that one, "Asking the Throne," is there?

The thought of Zhang San being in "Ascension to the Throne" instantly energized him.

"What's the matter? Could it be that the investment for 'Ascension' has been secured?" Zhang San asked tentatively, unsure of what was going on.

Is it that fast?

Didn't you say we'd have to wait until next year?
That's almost a year early! If it's true, he'll be overjoyed!

Nan Xu didn't keep them in suspense any longer. "Well, the investment is all raised, now we're just waiting for you to go on stage and select the actors."

"Really? You're not kidding me, are you?" Zhang San couldn't stop smiling.

"No." Nan Xu smiled helplessly.

"I have only one request: please reserve a role for Tingwan. I don't care about the amount of screen time, I just want the character to be likable."

"The Sound of Falling" is Sang Tingwan's debut work, and she will definitely need more likable roles to win over the public in the future. The more screen time she gets, the more opportunities she'll have.

Without a second thought, Zhang San agreed, "That's for sure, I think the second female lead is perfect for her."

The second female lead? Isn't that setting the bar too high?
Nanxu hesitated and remained undecided.

The leap is too large, and there will inevitably be opponents making a fuss about it in the future.

She was determined to promote Sang Tingwan and wasn't afraid of being accused of having a sugar daddy.

But it's still negative news, and being famous for being infamous is still fame, but she prefers Sang Tingwan to be clean and innocent.

No, it's not just Sang Tingwan; she wants all the artists in the company to have zero scandals.

That's probably unlikely.

"Okay, I'll discuss this with the company."

After hanging up the phone, Nanxu stared blankly at the scenery outside the window.

Nanjiang, Song Residence

Some time has passed since Ye Lan went to Sweden, and he has finally found Cui Tinglan's address as he had hoped.

Song Jingtang has finished all his recent work and finally has time to go to Sweden.

She was in a good mood, humming a song as she packed her luggage.

They were completely unaware of Song Jingyun's footsteps as she entered.

"Where are you packing your bags to go?" Song Jingyun's voice suddenly rang out.

Song Jingtang was startled.

"I'm going to Sweden," Song Jingtang said truthfully, without intending to hide it from Song Jingyun.

She did not hide anything from Song Jingyun, but she would not tell Song Jingyun what she was going to Sweden for.

"I haven't heard of any international violin exchange meetings."

In short, Song Kyung-tang's trip to Sweden was a private matter, and she wanted to know.

Song Jingtang paused in folding clothes, a fleeting thought flashing in his eyes.

"Sister, this is my private matter."

This statement was clearly a message to Song Jingyun, telling her not to interfere too much in her private affairs.

“I’m your sister!” Song Jingyun’s tone was stubborn and left no room for refusal.

"So what? Then you can interfere in my affairs?" A hint of displeasure flashed in Song Jingtang's eyes.

Song Jingyun clenched her fist.

"If you don't tell me, don't even think about leaving this house!"

Anger surged within him, and even his voice became harsher.

These words posed no threat to Song Jingtang; if she wanted to leave, no one could stop her.

She and Song Jingyun are, after all, sisters; there's no need for them to have such an unpleasant argument over such a trivial matter.

Song Jingtang softened his voice and adopted the posture of an apologizer.

"Sister, I was too emotional, I'm sorry. I just wanted to go to Sweden to clear my head."

Song Jingtang lowered his eyes, feigning sadness and grievance.

Seeing Song Jingtang like this, Song Jingyun's heart softened immediately.

"I'm sorry, Jingtang, I went too far. Please don't be angry." She went online and sincerely apologized to Song Jingtang.

The two sat together and talked for a while, forgetting all the unpleasantness from earlier.

Nanxu got sleepy while playing on her phone and fell asleep leaning against the sofa.

At 6 p.m., Lu Zhiyan left work and went home on time.

Pushing open the door, Lu Zhiyan couldn't help but feel puzzled when he didn't see Nanxu.

He knew Nanxu very well; she didn't like working regular hours and left work whenever she pleased, so it was impossible for her to come home later than him.

Besides, the car is still parked in the yard.

"Where's Ah Xu?" Lu Zhiyan asked the maid who was cooking, taking a bottle of beer out of the refrigerator.

"Miss returned this afternoon and should still be upstairs now."

Having received a clear answer, Lu Zhiyan went upstairs.

He carefully grasped the doorknob and opened the door. The bedroom was pitch black, with only a sliver of moonlight filtering in from the balcony.

The moonlight shone on Nanxu's face, revealing her gentle nature.

(End of this chapter)