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

Chapter 126 One who stays near ink gets stained black.
Nan Xu leisurely walked to the balcony with her coffee, watching Lu Zhiyan's departing figure.

A short while later, Lu Zhiyan sent the photos and videos to Nan Xu, who carefully selected a few and saved them.

As soon as I opened Weibo, photos and videos of her proposal to Lu Zhiyan were prominently displayed on the trending topics and homepage.

She wanted to ignore the comments from netizens, but Nanxu's gossipy nature suddenly got the better of her.

Actually, when she made the official announcement last time, no netizens attacked her, and the comments were quite harmonious.

Of course, there are also some extreme people, such as Ruan Meng.

"I'll just take a look, I'll just take a look. I definitely won't care about any negative comments," Nan Xu thought to herself.

Nanxu casually swiped her finger across the screen and saw the post with the most clicks, so she clicked on it.

The ID, "Ten Years of Unrequited Love," posted photos that were actually ultra-high-definition.

Nan Xu even felt as if the photos were taken right in front of her, but she remembered that only Lu Zhiyan's drone had taken them. How could anyone else have such high-resolution photos?

However, Nanxu didn't think much of it and just scrolled through the comments below.

Nan Xu casually flipped through the comments and found none particularly extreme. Most were comments from people who didn't care about their own situation.

Nan Xu felt relieved. She wasn't easily offended; she just couldn't stand being criticized.

She had never suffered any grievances from Lin Jingshu at home, so naturally she wouldn't suffer any grievances from strangers online.

She left the thread, edited the photos she had selected into a Weibo post, and posted it. She rarely posts on Weibo, has few followers on social media, and didn't expect this incident to cause much of a stir.

Perhaps the photos were too beautiful, because they received over 10,000 views and shares within just one minute of being posted.

Nan Xu was even somewhat shocked. Upon closer inspection, she realized that she had mixed up Lu Zhiyan's and her social media accounts.

No wonder, Nan Xu said, pursing her lips.

This morning, before leaving, Lu Zhiyan logged his Weibo account onto Nanxu's phone. He asked Nanxu to post it on Weibo as well.

Oh well, she doesn't have much of a following anyway, so it doesn't matter whether she posts or not. She simply logged out of Weibo.

Nanxu was bored and had rested well.

I'd rather go to work.

Nan Xu was startled by the thought that flashed through her mind: Go to work? When did she start liking going to work? That's really strange.

She sighed softly, tossed her phone casually onto the sofa, and headed to the walk-in closet.

It's only 9:30 now, it's not too late to go to work.

Nanxu chose a casual white long dress, paired with a trench coat in the same color, and casually applied light makeup. By the time she was all dressed up, it was already ten o'clock.

She started the car and drove away.

Linda was somewhat surprised to see Nanxu at the company. Since the company was founded, Nanxu had only visited a handful of times.

"Sister Nan, you've arrived." Linda stepped forward and followed behind Nan Xu.

Nan Xu nodded. "Yes, I just came to check on things. If there's nothing else, you can go about your business."

"Okay, shall I make you a cup of coffee and bring it to your office?" Linda asked tentatively.

"No need to take me to my office, just take me to President Lin's office. I'll go sit with him for a while." After taking a few more steps, Nan Xu seemed to remember something and called out to Linda.

"Bring in another cup."

"Okay, Sister Nan." Linda nodded and walked into the tea room.

When Nan Xu arrived at Lin Zhengyu's office, she knocked on the door.

Only when a cold male voice came from inside and said, "Come in," did Nan Xu push open the door and go in.

Lin Zhengyu struggled to lift his head from a stack of documents and saw that the person who came was Nan Xu. Lin Zhengyu raised his eyebrows, finding it strange.

"Why are you here?" Lin Zhengyu got up, stretched, and rubbed his sore neck.

Nan Xu glanced at him, then sat down on the sofa. "What's wrong? Is it strange that I'm here?"

"Isn't that strange? The company's been around for almost half a year, and you've only come less than five times." There was a hint of resentment in Lin Zhengyu's voice. Nan Xu chuckled, "Why do you sound like a complaining woman? Is handling company matters that difficult?"

Based on Nan Xu's summary, Lin Zhengyu felt like dying.

Is it that difficult? It's incredibly difficult! Lin Zhengyu was on the verge of tears.

Lin Zhengyu pointed with a trembling finger to the stacks of documents on his desk. "Look at how many there are! I'm almost dead from being busy every day! You know what? I haven't been able to relax in ages."

"Uh." Nan Xu looked at Lin Zhengyu with sympathy, feeling sorry for him as well.

She knew Lin Zhengyu loved to have fun, but she figured the company didn't have many artists, so how could he have so much work?

She then voiced her doubts, "Our company doesn't have many artists, so how come you have so much work?"

Yes, there aren't many artists, but we should still try our best to secure resources for the company's artists.

In addition, there are other random endorsements. With Nan Xu not around, everything has to be reviewed by Lin Zhengyu.

"It's your fault for not coming. I'm the only one holding down the fort in the company." Lin Zhengyu got angrier and angrier as he spoke, his tone even blaming Nan Xu.

Before Nanxu could answer, Linda walked in carrying two cups of coffee.

After Linda left, Nanxu picked up the coffee on the table, took a sip, and slowly said, "We agreed that you would handle internal affairs and I would handle external affairs."

"You still have the nerve to say you're in charge of external affairs? Aside from spending time with the crew at Sang Tingwan's and accompanying Shi Yuening to one rehearsal, have you accompanied any other artist out in the past five months?"

Nan Xu touched the tip of her nose guiltily. She was right. She just didn't like working.

"By the way, I have two things to tell you." Nan Xu put down her cup.

"What is it?" Lin Zhengyu asked.

"First, Lu Zhiyan has already proposed to me." Nan Xu felt a little proud, and her tone was filled with joy.

Lin Zhengyu rolled his eyes speechlessly. It's just a marriage proposal, what's so great about it?
"What about number two?"

"Secondly, when I accompanied Zhang San to the set before, I read the script for his next film, and it was very good, so I decided to invest in it."

Lin Zhengyu found it strange. If you're going to invest, why are you asking him this? Does that mean you're out of money?

"You need to borrow money?" Lin Zhengyu blurted out.

Nan Xu paused briefly, then said, "No, I think we can invest in the name of our company. We can also try to get some small roles for the company's artists."

"You've got a good idea. Zhang San agreed?" A hint of suspicion flashed in Lin Zhengyu's eyes.

He knew Zhang San; although he wasn't a particularly famous director, he hadn't made any bad films in recent years.

I just don't know if he's really that easy to talk to.

Nan Xu immediately saw through Lin Zhengyu's concerns. "I know what you mean. I didn't intend to give them any crucial roles. I just wanted to give them a chance to shine."

"Besides, I have a pretty good relationship with Zhang San, and as of now, I'm the only investor in this show. Furthermore, I've never heard of anyone actively going against capital."

Looking at Nan Xu's expression, Lin Zhengyu raised an eyebrow.

It seems he underestimated Nan Xu in the past.

He had always thought Nan Xu was simple-minded, but it turns out she was quite cunning.

"This is the first time I've realized how much you value interests and how well you manipulate power."

Nan Xu chuckled, "Please, I never said I was some kind of great person."

"I think it's because you've been influenced by bad company." Lin Zhengyu's voice trailed off, his words carrying a hidden meaning.

"What's wrong with being able to make money?" Nan Xu retorted.

"Good, good, good. It would be best if we could produce a top-tier star this year, and make sure Xinghe can gain a firm foothold in the entertainment industry next year."

Life is getting better and better.

(End of this chapter)