I am a historical film director in the entertainment industry.

By separating the artists, he not only allows the company to focus more on its core business, but also gives the artists more autonomy, achieving two goals at once.

Of course, after an artist establishes a studio, the company must invest in it and control 51% of the shares. This is to prevent the artist from doing anything that would harm the company's interests and to better manage resources.

Cheng Sheng had this idea a long time ago, but it hadn't been fully developed. He planned to discuss it thoroughly with Xing Aina after filming wrapped up "Zheng He's Voyages to the West" and implement it as soon as possible.

"You mean you want me to set up my own studio? Wouldn't that be too much trouble?" Zeng Li said with a bitter face, her eyes full of helplessness. She has always been a laid-back person and dislikes complicated things the most. Just thinking about the various trivial matters of managing a studio makes her feel overwhelmed.

Seeing Zeng Li's helpless yet adorable expression, Cheng Sheng couldn't help but laugh. He thought to himself: Other celebrities are scrambling to become big and powerful, eager to have their own studios, but Zeng Li is complaining about the trouble. She's so adorably laid-back.

No wonder that even though she has acting skills and good looks, she still doesn't become very popular in another world. Her personality of not liking to compete and avoiding trouble makes it difficult for her to stand out in the fiercely competitive entertainment industry.

However, it is precisely this genuine and unpretentious personality that makes Zeng Li so popular with the public. She rarely has negative news, treats people sincerely, and doesn't engage in hype or ostentation. This kind of female celebrity is very much in line with the public's taste, so it's no wonder that so many people like her.

“If you’re worried about the hassle, I’ll have Xing Aina find you a good manager.” Cheng Sheng gently ruffled her hair and said, “Let her handle all the trivial matters of the studio for you, so you can focus on filming and enjoying life without having to worry about anything.”

"That's a great idea!" Zeng Li's eyes lit up, the helplessness on her face instantly disappeared, and her tone became cheerful. With someone else taking care of things, she wouldn't have to worry about those tedious matters anymore. Why not?

"Sister Li, I've helped you so much, how are you going to repay me?" Cheng Sheng lowered his head, staring at her with ambiguous eyes, his tone tinged with a hint of teasing, and his breathing gradually became hot.

Zeng Li instantly understood what Cheng Sheng wanted to do. Her cheeks flushed, she glared at him, and without saying a word, she slowly crawled into the blankets.

The next second, the blanket began to rise and fall. Cheng Sheng took a deep breath and deliberately exclaimed in an exaggerated manner, "Sister Li, it's too dark under the blanket. You have to be careful, this is related to your future happiness."

Although he said that, Cheng Sheng's face was full of enjoyment, and the doting and ambiguous look in his eyes was almost overflowing.

At this moment, a dark figure was crouching at the door of Zeng Li's room. The person pressed their ear tightly against the door, listening carefully to the ambiguous sounds coming from inside. Their fingers clenched unconsciously, and their cheeks flushed an abnormal red. It was Hu Jing.

She had come to remind the two to rest early, but she didn't expect to hear such a sound. For a moment, she couldn't move her feet and could only squat stiffly at the door, with various images uncontrollably floating in her mind.

As the first rays of sunlight streamed through the villa's windows at dawn, they dispelled the stillness of the night.

Outside the villa, birdsong and the fragrance of flowers filled the air. Early birds chirped as they flew out of their nests in search of food; frogs croaked in the grass, their calls clear and melodious; and red carp swam leisurely in the villa's pond, flicking their tails and creating ripples—a scene brimming with life.

Inside the villa, Cheng Sheng woke up first. He looked down at Zeng Li, who was sleeping soundly in his arms. Her brows were slightly furrowed, and there was a faint smile on her lips.

Cheng Sheng smiled gently, kissed her forehead lightly, and then carefully pulled his arm out of her embrace, afraid of waking her.

Cheng Sheng quietly got out of bed, tiptoed into the bathroom, washed up, changed his clothes, and then gently pushed open the door, intending to go out for a run and some exercise. Cheng Sheng had always had the habit of getting up early to run, whether at home or on set; this habit had never been interrupted.

Even when he was on the ship, he would jog on the deck every morning to exercise and clear his mind.

As Cheng Sheng opened the door, he had just stepped out when his foot suddenly slipped, and he almost fell.

He was taken aback, wondering to himself: This shouldn't be the case. This is a luxury villa, meticulously cleaned by servants every day. How could there be water stains on the floor? Moreover, when he and Zeng Li entered the room last night, the doorway was spotless, without any water stains.

Cheng Sheng lifted his foot and looked down. Sure enough, there were some water stains on the sole of his shoe. He brought it close to his nose and sniffed. The water stains had a faint fishy smell that felt very familiar.

Wait, this smell... isn't it Zeng Li's unique fragrance mixed with sweat?

That's not right! Zeng Li stayed in her room all night and never went out. Even if she got up, she wouldn't have gone to the door, let alone left such water stains.

Could it be... that someone was eavesdropping at the door last night?

Upon thinking of this, Cheng Sheng's face revealed a strange expression.

Besides the maid, Hu Jing was the only woman in the villa.

Moreover, this is the second floor, and the maids usually only come up here to clean. Besides, it was so late last night, the maids would have been resting long ago, so it's impossible for them to come and clean at that time.

So, the water stains could only have been left by Hu Jing.

Holy crap! Cheng Sheng was instantly dumbfounded. He never expected that Hu Jing would have such a hobby, actually eavesdropping on him and Zeng Li at the door.

Cheng Sheng shook his head, thinking to himself: Forget it, this has nothing to do with me. Since Hu Jing doesn't want others to know, I'll just pretend I didn't find out, so as not to make everyone feel awkward.

Cheng Sheng straightened his clothes and went straight downstairs. As soon as he reached the lobby, he saw Hu Jing wearing sportswear and running shoes, seemingly about to go out.

"Jing-jie, are you going out for a morning run?" Cheng Sheng walked up with a smile, looking at Hu Jing who was dressed neatly, and asked in a natural tone, as if he hadn't noticed anything just now.

"Hmm." Hu Jing stiffened noticeably upon hearing Cheng Sheng's voice behind her, slowly turning around. Her eyes darted away, avoiding Cheng Sheng's gaze, as if she had done something wrong. Her cheeks instantly flushed red, and she involuntarily recalled the commotion she had heard at the door last night. Her cheeks turned as red as a ripe apple, even her ears were bright red. (End of Chapter)