Film and Television: The Collector Who Rampages Across the Heavens

After having a meal together at a Western restaurant on the 26th floor of the mall, the three women and one man, Su Li left with Han Ling.

Watching the couple disappear from sight, Wei Yuan asked with great curiosity, "President Sun, is this Mr. Su a big boss?"

"Yes, a young and successful wealthy boss. Do you know some of the hottest novels on the market right now? He wrote 'The Island Remnants' and 'The Struggle After the War,' as well as the earlier 'The Tomb Raider'..."

Sun Yumei's high heels clicked on the ground as she looked at the bustling crowd around her and spoke in a clear voice.

"Oh, it's him. I heard that one of his novels is going to be adapted into a movie and is about to be filmed."

"I don't know about that. I don't care about things in the entertainment industry."

Sun Yumei smiled slightly, seemingly with a deeper meaning, and said, "This great writer has now shifted his focus to business. Do you know about Yuxuejing soap? This household product that was a huge hit in the south has started to be sold in the north; it's his business."

Wei Yuan exclaimed in surprise, "Then this Mr. Su is truly a winner in life. Judging by his age, he shouldn't be that old, right?"

"What do you think, students from Northern University who graduated with me and Han Ling?"

"That's really impressive..."

"That's right!"

If she weren't so capable, she wouldn't have followed him along with Han Ling.

Listening to Sun Yumei recount the remarkable deeds of this extraordinary person, and Han Ling's good fortune in having such a top-tier, rich, and handsome boyfriend, Wei Yuan couldn't help but sigh. Sometimes, choices are truly more important than anything else.

She may have her own thoughts, but life goes on, and she continues to pursue her dreams.

Another week passed, and Wei Yuan happily asked Sun Yumei for leave. She was going to participate in a stage ballet. Although she was only playing a supporting role, she was much luckier than others to have the opportunity to appear on stage.

To save time, she deliberately got up at the crack of dawn to catch the bus and then arrived at the performance venue.

There were many girls like him, all with good figures and beautiful faces. They gathered together to chat and talk, and also to ward off the cold.

In Shenzhen, where winter is approaching, it was still a bit chilly in the morning. As soon as the backstage door opened, everyone rushed in.

"Quiet down, everyone. Let me explain something first. The people coming to see our ballet performance this time are all well-known big bosses in the city. They want to collaborate with our agency. Among them are directors and screenwriters from media companies. You can't let us down... Whoever performs well and shines on stage, you know what benefits they can get."

"Alright, the stage play starts at 3:30 this afternoon. The dance instructor will now conduct the final rehearsal and arrange your positions..."

Wei Yuan followed a group of slender girls, changed into the prepared white ballet leotards, and began rehearsals.

After a busy lunch, everyone ate their hard-boiled boxed lunches, rested for half an hour, and then continued rehearsing.

The partition between the backstage area and the area in front of the stage wasn't very thick. They didn't know how much time had passed, but when the noise from inside started, they knew that the big bosses had arrived and the performance was about to begin.

The girls present stirred with excitement, both nervous and excited about the upcoming performance. Wei Yuan was no exception; she dreamed of having a handsome, wealthy patron who would sponsor her to reach the national stage.

"Ready, about to begin, be careful."

The director then came over to give a reminder. After explaining everything to everyone, he gently waved his hand, and the girls relaxed and appeared on the stage with graceful steps, like blooming crystal lotus flowers.

A group of beautiful young girls, with their graceful dance moves and captivating youthful charm, exuding a fragrant aroma, were enough to dazzle the eyes.

They set off the female lead on stage, a currently popular actress who kept swinging her beautiful legs and pink arms, while her eyes were fixed on the audience.

Wei Yuan glanced at the group of middle-aged business owners, then focused her gaze on the most outstanding "acquaintance" among them, Mr. Su, whom she had met once before.

The other person had obviously noticed her as well, giving her a kind and cheerful smile. Wei Yuan returned the smile slightly, but her heart was pounding like a deer's.

A handsome, rich, and dashing man can only truly shine in front of a group of old men who are into beer.

Sure enough, after the performance, when everyone was changing clothes backstage, most of the discussion revolved around the young and handsome Mr. Su.

"Wow, he's so handsome!"

"I heard that you need to be worth over 10 million to sit in the first row..."

"My goodness, a net worth of 1000 million, that's a lot of money!"

"Does anyone know that handsome guy's name?"

"What, are you going to become someone's mistress?"

"Hmph, if he were willing, I'd be more than happy."

The girls were chatting and laughing when there was a knock on the door. The director from earlier came in and said, "Hey, the big bosses are going to eat. Anyone want to come along? Sign up."

The fragrant changing room fell silent, the earlier conversation quieted down, and there was a distinct stillness. They exchanged glances, changed silently, and then left one by one.

After changing her clothes, Wei Yuan pondered silently for a while. Going to have dinner with the big bosses was clearly not just a simple matter of eating; it also involved some conversation.

As for what they talk about, that depends on the individual. She has maintained a clean reputation since graduating from art school; otherwise, she wouldn't have come to Shenzhen to make her way in the world.

But clearly, these unspoken rules exist everywhere, otherwise why would anyone support you!

"Unless everyone has a boyfriend like Mr. Su..."

Wei Yuan hesitated for a long time, and only when she was the only one left in the dressing room and the director outside began to urge her on, did she grit her teeth and go out.

The director looked at her and asked, "Are you going to eat?"

"I...I'll go!" Wei Yuan hesitated for two seconds, but still gritted her teeth and said.

She didn't know if her persistence would lead to anything, but she knew in her heart that she didn't want to waste any more time like this.

"Then hurry up and go, we're just waiting for you."

As arranged by the director, she got into a van outside, which contained six other girls who had just performed with her.

Everyone knew each other, glanced at each other, and sat down in silence.

Seeing so many fellow travelers made Wei Yuan feel a little better. She looked out the car window at the scenery rushing past as they arrived at the luxury hotel.

"Mr. Lu, I heard you recently signed another deal worth over ten million with Xiao Rizi?"

"President Han's information network is truly impressive. That's right, for the next six months or so, the company can operate smoothly again..."

"Mr. Xu, I heard your company is going to get involved in the modeling industry?"

"As you know, the competition among clothing stores is fierce these days. Producing your own batch of models is very effective for each opening promotion."

"I heard that President Su also invested?"

Su Li held a glass of red wine, took two sips, and nodded with a smile: "The clothing industry is also very profitable. After Yu Xue Jing develops, I certainly can't just sit around and do nothing."

"That's true. These days it's like rowing against the current; if you don't move forward, you fall behind. It's not time for stability yet."

The girls brought in by the director saw this scene: in a lavish private room that could be called a hall, five or six men in suits were talking on the sofa or in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Amidst casual conversation, hundreds of thousands, millions, and tens of millions of numbers are exchanged...