He wants to adopt a younger sister, but his aloof wife disagrees.

Monday, 10:00 AM.

Hidden Orchid Tea House is located on the outskirts of Jianghai City.

This is a top-tier private club that is not open to the public. The environment is quiet and secluded, and it is the favorite place for bigwigs in the industry to discuss business.

At this moment, inside the top-tier VIP box.

Lu Ziye sat cross-legged in the main seat, with four burly men standing behind him. Although his face was still somewhat gloomy because of last night's "wine glass incident," he still managed to force a haughty smile when facing the old man sitting opposite him.

Sitting opposite him was Feng Xiaogang, the leading figure in Chinese period dramas.

"Director Feng, the contracts are all here."

Lu Ziye pointed to the documents on the table, his tone arrogant:

"The Great Song of Prosperity" has an investment of 500 million yuan. As long as you sign the contract, this will be the most well-funded film you have. As for your salary, I will offer you the highest price in the industry.

"Moreover..." A ruthless glint flashed in Lu Ziye's eyes, "I'm going to blacklist Su Xiaoruan. I'm going to cast Lin Fei, who just won the Best Actress award, as the female lead in this film. I want everyone to know that only by following me, Lu Ziye, can you get a piece of the action."

Director Feng was fiddling with two walnuts in his hand, his brows slightly furrowed.

He glanced at the script, then at Lu Ziye.

Frankly, the script is terrible. It's a typical example of capital-driven garbage, a pile of trash made entirely of celebrity endorsements and special effects. But a 500 million yuan investment... is indeed tempting.

Just as Director Feng was hesitating about whether to compromise his principles for a meager living...

"Squeak—"

The carved wooden door to the private room was pushed open.

"Who let you in? Can't you see we're discussing business?" Lu Ziye's bodyguard was about to reprimand him.

But the moment he saw who it was, he was stunned by a powerful aura and subconsciously took a step back.

Jiang Che walked in calmly, wearing a casual Chinese-style stand-up collar shirt and carrying a brown paper bag.

Beside him, Shen Qingge, dressed in a white suit, linked arms with him. Her innate air of nobility instantly made Lu Ziye's nouveau riche attitude seem rather unrefined.

"Young Master Lu, you have quite the nerve."

Jiang Che entered the private room, not looking at Lu Ziye, but going straight to Director Feng and nodding slightly:

"Director Feng, I've heard so much about you."

"Jiang Che?!"

Lu Ziye stood up abruptly, his face ashen: "What are you doing here? You're not welcome here! Get out!"

"This is Yinlan Tea House, not your Lu family's backyard."

Shen Qingge spoke calmly, taking a black gold card from her bag and placing it on the table:

"I'm a top-tier member here. I can go into this private room whenever I want."

"You..." Lu Ziye was speechless with anger, turning to Director Feng, "Director Feng, ignore these two lunatics! Hurry up and sign the papers, let's start filming right away!"

Director Feng, however, did not move.

He looked at Jiang Che with a playful expression: "Mr. Jiang, I heard your poems 'A Diao' and 'Chasing the Light' are quite good. What, are you here today to discuss a collaboration as well?"

"This is not about cooperation."

Jiang Che placed the brown paper bag on the table and gently pushed it towards Director Feng:

"We've come to rescue you."

"Save me?" Director Feng laughed. "I have 500 million yuan in investment waiting to be collected. Do I need your help?"

"Five hundred million can't buy fame, it can only buy infamy."

Jiang Che pointed to Lu Ziye's script, his tone utterly ruthless:

"A script as 'The Long Song of Prosperity' is so clichéd, it's destined to be a terrible film. Director Feng, do you really want to ruin your reputation and be criticized by the audience for making easy money?"

"Bullshit!" Lu Ziye roared, "Jiang Che, what do you know about movies! I hired three top screenwriters to write this script!"

"A top-notch screenwriter?"

Jiang Che sneered, ignoring the agitated Lu Ziye, and looked at Director Feng with sincere and confident eyes:

"Director Feng, don't jump to conclusions."

"Take a look at this."

Jiang Che opened the brown paper bag and took out a thick script.

The cover features three powerful characters: "Green Snake".

(Note: This is one of the top-tier scripts awarded by the system. It is in the style of Tsui Hark's version, alluring, human, and full of artistic tension, perfectly matching Su Xiaoruan's temperament and Director Feng's aesthetic.)

"Green Snake?"

Director Feng took it with some curiosity.

He originally just wanted to browse casually, to give Shen Qingge some face.

however.

When he saw the lines on the first page and the vividly descriptive storyboard, he stopped fiddling with the walnuts in his hand.

One page.

Two pages.

Ten pages...

The private room fell into a deathly silence.

Looking at Director Feng's increasingly bright and even slightly trembling hands, Lu Ziye suddenly felt a sense of foreboding.

"Director Feng? Director Feng?" Lu Ziye called out twice.

Director Feng didn't hear it at all.

He was completely immersed in that bizarre, eerie, yet deeply affectionate world.

A full twenty minutes passed.

Director Feng slammed the script shut, exhaled a long breath, and looked up, his eyes fixed on Jiang Che with a fervent gaze:

"This notebook...you wrote it?!"

"Just some doodles I did out of boredom," Jiang Che said modestly (actually, it was copied from the system).

"Genius! Absolutely a genius!"

Director Feng was so excited that he stood up abruptly, even throwing away the walnuts he was holding.

"This is exactly what I wanted to film! The supernatural! Humanity! This is fucking art!"

"Compared to this notebook..."

Director Feng glanced disdainfully at the script for "The Long Song of a Prosperous Age" on the table, then reached out and knocked it to the ground.

"That stuff is toilet paper!"

Lu Ziye's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

Toilet paper?!

He spent five million to have someone write the script, and it's being called toilet paper?!

"Director Feng! What do you mean?!" Lu Ziye gritted his teeth. "Don't forget, I invested five hundred million!"

"So what if it's 500 million?"

Director Feng was completely captivated at this moment. As an ambitious director, encountering a divine script was more exciting than encountering his first love.

"I don't lack money! What I lack are good notebooks!"

"Mr. Jiang!" Director Feng gripped Jiang Che's hand tightly. "Sell me this script! Name your price! I'll make it even if I have to sell my house and car!"

"You don't need to sell your house."

Shen Qingge, who had been standing to the side, spoke up at the opportune moment, exuding her full aura:

"Since Director Feng likes it, then our Shen Group will cover the 500 million."

"In addition, Qingche Entertainment has added 100 million yuan to its publicity and marketing budget."

There is only one condition.

Shen Qingge pointed at Jiang Che, then at the script:

"Male lead, tentatively confirmed."

"The female lead, Xiaoqing, must be Su Xiaoruan."

"make a deal!"

Without a second thought, Director Feng immediately agreed, "I've seen Su Xiaoruan; her ethereal and demonic aura is practically a living, breathing version of Xiaoqing! A perfect match!"

"etc!"

Lu Ziye panicked completely.

He not only lost the director's job, but was also publicly humiliated. Most importantly, he had already invested over 30 million yuan in set construction for this project; if Director Feng ran away, all that money would be wasted!

"Director Feng! We signed a letter of intent! This is a breach of contract!" Lu Ziye brought out his last bargaining chip.

"How much is the penalty for breach of contract?"

Jiang Che asked calmly.

"Fifty...fifty million!" Lu Ziye demanded an exorbitant sum.

"Smack."

Shen Qingge slammed a check on the table.

"Fifty million."

Shen Qingge looked at Lu Ziye with disdain in her eyes:

"Take this and buy some candy, little one."

"Consider this money as our 'transfer fee' to Director Feng."

"Don't go making movies in Jianghai City anymore. Go back to your capital. The waters here are too deep; you can't handle it."

Done.

Jiang Che and Shen Qingge, along with Director Feng, who was beaming with joy and clutching the script tightly, turned and left the private room.

Lu Ziye was left alone, standing in the empty room, looking at the copy of "The Song of a Prosperous Age" that had been treated like trash on the floor, and the 50 million yuan check on the table that was full of humiliation.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

Lu Ziye went berserk and overturned the table, spilling red wine all over the floor.

"Jiang Che... Shen Qingge..."

"I want you all dead!!"

……

We left the teahouse.

sunny.

Director Feng, like a child who had received a new toy, eagerly pulled Jiang Che aside to discuss the storyboard:

"Brother Jiang! I think this scene can be filmed like this... the special effects of the flooding of Jinshan Temple must be done perfectly..."

"Director Feng."

Jiang Che interrupted him with a smile:

"For specific details, please go to Qingche Entertainment and discuss them with my team."

"Now……"

Jiang Che glanced at Shen Qingge, who was smiling beside him, and then at the "Brother, I'm hungry" emoji sent by Su Xiaoruan on his phone.

"I need to go home and cook."

"Cook...?" Director Feng was stunned.

Such a talented person, someone who wrote such a divine script, actually has to go home and cook?

"no way."

Jiang Che shrugged, sighing with a look of helplessness mixed with indulgence:

"There are two mouths to feed at home."

"Nothing is more important than my wife and sister eating."

Director Feng watched the two figures disappear into the distance and couldn't help but sigh:

"What a master..."

"This is true seclusion in the city, this is... the ultimate level of living off a woman's kindness."

……

That night.

A bombshell announcement has set the entertainment industry ablaze.

Renowned director Feng Dagang officially signs with Qingche Entertainment! His new film "Green Snake" officially announced!

[Su Xiaoruan confirmed to play the female lead, Xiaoqing!]

[Tianyu Media's heir's S-level project falls through, resulting in heavy losses; he leaves Shanghai overnight!]

Tomson Riviera.

Su Xiaoruan blushed as she looked at the script, especially when she saw the scenes where "Xiaoqing seduces Xu Xian (not Fahai)".

"elder brother……"

Su Xiaoruan, clutching the script, moved closer to Jiang Che, blinking her big eyes:

"Who plays Xu Xian?"

"It's not decided yet." Jiang Che was cutting fruit.

"Then..." Su Xiaoruan tugged at his sleeve, her eyes pleading, "Could... you still have your brother act?"

"I want to seduce my brother..."

"puff--"

Shen Qingge, who was drinking water, spat it out.

She put down her water glass, walked over, and pinched Su Xiaoruan's cheek hard:

"Dream on!"

"A scumbag like Xu Xian doesn't deserve your brother."

"and……"

Shen Qingge looked at Jiang Che, her eyes carrying a hint of warning and possessiveness:

"The seduction tactic."

"We can only perform at home."

"And it can only be performed for me."

Jiang Che fed the sliced ​​cantaloupe to the two vinegar jars, smiling without saying a word.

This is life.

They're getting more and more cunning.