Huayu Entertainment, all I can do is make bad movies.

"The career line looks good too, clear and deep, without any blemishes."

Wang Hai patiently and persuasively explained.

Gao Yuanyuan's rosy face remained unmoved.

Wang Hai glanced at Gao Yuanyuan's alluring face and muttered to himself, "Most people don't even have a cleavage like that."

"This clear and deep line indicates a clear career direction; starting from within the life line suggests you need to be self-reliant; a broken line indicates career changes, so it seems you're destined to be an actor."

"Of course, it's normal for someone like me not to have this line. It doesn't mean I'm a failure. It just means I have more freedom and flexibility in my career choices."

In the passenger seat, Gao Yuanyuan remained silent.

But Wang Hai's keen eye didn't miss the movement of his wrist. He smiled slightly and delivered a heavy blow: "But your love life doesn't seem to be going very well."

A literary and artistic young woman.

Life and career can be abandoned.

Love is the only thing I can't lose.

Losing love is worse than losing a leg.

Sure enough, Gao Yuanyuan asked curiously, "You really know how to read?"

"What are you saying? Your boss knows everything from astronomy to geography, I can handle anything with ease," Wang Hai said proudly.

Gao Yuanyuan looked unconvinced: "You're bragging!"

"What's so great about that? Let me see it, or you're free!" Wang Hai urged.

Gao Yuanyuan was conflicted, but ultimately couldn't resist the temptation to pry into someone's feelings. She obediently extended her left hand and emphasized, "You can only look, not touch."

"Let me take a look."

Wang Hai nodded with pleasure and muttered to himself, "Generally, when reading palms, you start with the overall shape and color of the hand."

"Your hands are oval in shape, which is called a water-type hand in palmistry. The palm is slender and soft, and the fingers are conical."

"This means you are more emotional, have artistic talent, and are intuitive."

Gao Yuanyuan thought about it and realized it was true. She nodded admiringly and urged, "Continue."

Wang Hai smiled knowingly.

The trick he learned has fooled countless naive young girls.

By 1998, deceiving Gao Yuanyuan would be a piece of cake.

"Besides the shape, we also look at the color and softness of the hands. If your palms are pink and moist, it means you have good energy and blood circulation."

"As for..."

Completely convinced by Wang Hai, Gao Yuanyuan, whose interest had been piqued, looked on with anticipation.

"As for softness and hardness..."

Wang Hai calmly grasped Gao Yuanyuan's small hand, thinking smugly to himself, "No matter how hard you try, you're still my prey."

After pretending to knead it for a while, Wang Hai casually said, "Your hands are a bit soft; you might lack some perseverance."

"Yes, yes, so how's my love life?"

What do you mean you can only look at but not touch?

At this moment, Gao Yuanyuan completely forgot about everything.

A small hand willingly let itself be enveloped by Wang Hai's large hand.

Love line?

Wang Hai had only been playing with it for a short while; how could he possibly be talking about the romance so soon?

"This is the wisdom line..."

"This lifeline..."

After chatting for more than half an hour, feeling parched and with beads of sweat on his palms, Wang Hai slowly began to talk about the romantic storyline under Gao Yuanyuan's questioning gaze.

"The heart line should start from the outer side below the little finger and run horizontally towards the base of the index and middle fingers. However, your line forks downwards, which means that your love life is very volatile."

"Does that mean I'll get dumped in the future?" Gao Yuanyuan asked anxiously.

"Pretty much, I might encounter a few jerks?"

Gao Yuanyuan didn't know what "scumbag" meant.

But it doesn't sound like a good word.

Recalling how Teng Tao had been stunned when Wang Hai revealed that he had a girlfriend not long ago, she was startled.

During her months on set, she could sense Teng Tao's attention, whether intentional or not.

If she really takes that step, wouldn't that be exactly what her palm reading suggests?

At only 19 years old, she encountered a scumbag like Teng Tao. One can only imagine what her love life would be like in the many years to come.

Gao Yuanyuan stared blankly at her left hand, momentarily at a loss for what to do.

Wang Hai's scratching of his cheek woke Gao Yuanyuan.

In that instant, she seemed to grasp at a straw: "Is there any way to turn this around?"

Wang Hai frowned and pondered for a while, then shook his head slightly: "Yes, there are some, but some of them are morally reprehensible."

"Heinous crime?" Gao Yuanyuan didn't understand and pressed, "How is it heinous? Can you change it?"

"I do have some methods, but they would harm me," Wang Hai said.

"I don't want the 5 yuan reward!" Gao Yuanyuan said urgently.

"real?"

"real!"

"Give me your hand." Wang Hai grasped that soft, boneless little hand again.

"Hold your palms flat and don't move."

Gao Yuanyuan obediently did as she was told, and then she saw Wang Hai slowly move her left hand up.

As Wang Hai's heavy breathing reached her chin, Gao Yuanyuan's face flushed red again, but before she could say anything, he had already kissed her palm.

"you..."

"Okay, alright, I've used my love line to make up for the deficiency in yours. I'm going to suffer from now on. I'll be homeless and end up on the streets, so you'll have to take me in."

Wang Hai's serious words might have been able to fool Gao Yuanyuan.

Later, this kiss revealed her true nature. If Gao Yuanyuan still didn't understand that Wang Hai had taken advantage of her, she would be too stupid.

"You...you big liar..."

After scolding him, Gao Yuanyuan realized another flaw in Wang Hai's statement, and her face turned red with anger: "You've been lying to me all along. When people tell fortunes or read palms, they say men should use the left hand and women the right. I've been extending my left hand the whole time."

Wang Hai raised an eyebrow: "Huh? Left hand? Haha, I didn't notice either, let's look again."

"fraud..."

Gao Yuanyuan clenched her little fist and tapped Wang Hai's arm.

But he immediately regretted it, because Wang Hai said, "Hitting is a sign of affection, scolding is a sign of love."

Gao Yuanyuan was at her wit's end, so she could only turn to the side, glare at him, and curse him as a "scoundrel".

Wang Hai chuckled and started the car.

After a long while, Gao Yuanyuan, her expression regaining its composure, asked, "Where are you taking me?"

"I'm bored anyway, come with me to the Beijing Film Academy to pick out actors."

"I want to go back to school."

Wang Hai slapped his forehead: "Oh dear, I completely forgot about you going to university this summer. Which university did you attend?"

"College of Labor Relations"

The school seemed unfamiliar, so Wang Hai asked, "What's your major?"

"You studied secretarial studies, what for?"

"That's great! I happen to need a secretary. You won't even need to look for a job after graduation; you can just start working right away!" Wang Hai joked cheerfully.

Gao Yuanyuan wrinkled her nose: "Dream on, I'm not going to be your secretary."

The two of them asked each other questions and answered them all the way to the school.

During this period of getting to know each other, Gao Yuanyuan's hostility towards Wang Hai lessened.

Only when Wang Hai said something particularly inappropriate would she turn her head away in silence, ignoring him, and then soon after be tricked into speaking again by Wang Hai.

"Let me take you upstairs, and we can take a look around the girls' dormitory while we're at it."

In front of the school gate, Wang Hai poked his head out of the window and said.

Gao Yuanyuan left with a curt "You scoundrel!" and hurriedly ran away.

Wang Hai chuckled. Women love bad boys. If he teases Gao Yuanyuan a couple more times like today, she'll obediently give in.