My capital is quite large.

Seeing that Liu Yifei was simply listening quietly with his teacup in hand, Liu Tao finally couldn't hold back any longer and began to beat around the bush with his words:

"Sissi, your sister has really been driven to a dead end this time."

"If LeEco hadn't suddenly suspended trading, and those high-interest bridge loans hadn't been constantly pressuring me, I would never have asked for it."

"Could you... give your sister a hand? Once LeEco resumes trading, I'll definitely pay you back with interest."

Hearing Liu Tao's earnest pleas, Liu Yifei felt a slight sense of relief.

Now we've finally gotten to the main topic.

She put down her teacup and asked directly:

"Sister Tao, how much do you need?"

When Liu Yifei asked about the specific amount right away, Liu Tao felt his heart skip a beat.

Her original expectation was six million.

After all, for most A-list celebrities today, six million is a huge sum of money that would require significant financial investment.

But when her gaze fell on the deep green jade pendant hanging around Liu Yifei's neck, a thought of greed suddenly flashed through her mind.

Judging from the current financial resources of this fairy-like young lady, she has clearly far exceeded the scope of ordinary celebrities.

With this in mind, Liu Tao gritted his teeth and multiplied the amount tenfold: "Sixty million!"

"Sissi, I urgently need 60 million to fill the gap in that bridge loan!"

Upon hearing the staggering figure of 60 million, even though Liu Yifei could come up with the money, her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.

For amounts under ten million, she would give it to them out of consideration for their past relationship, and she could even do so without charging interest.

But 60 million?

Even though Liu Tao is quite famous now, how many movies would she have to film to earn that amount?

Moreover, the favors he received on set back then are hardly worth 60 million.

......

Having been in the entertainment industry for so many years, Liu Tao knew he had messed up as soon as he saw the obvious hesitation and resistance in Liu Yifei's eyes.

To prevent this powerful figure who could save her life from turning hostile on the spot, she quickly grabbed Liu Yifei's hand and changed her tune, saying:

"Yifei, if it's too much trouble, thirty million! Thirty million will do!!"

"I'll figure out how to get the remaining 30 million myself, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Yifei was somewhat taken aback.

To be honest, she has been protected too much under Li Feng's wing all these years, and her personality is still somewhat weak.

If this had happened to Yang Mi, she probably would have made an excuse to leave the party the moment she heard about the 60 million.

Yang Mi might not even come to this dinner party.

But Liu Yifei is not Yang Mi.

Perhaps to find some peace of mind, she eventually gave in.

"Sister Tao, I can only lend you a maximum of 20 million."

Liu Yifei withdrew his hand and looked at her calmly:

"Furthermore, we must sign the IOU and calculate the interest according to the rules."

Upon hearing the figure of twenty million, Liu Tao almost shouted with excitement!

God knows, the best outcome she had ever imagined before coming here was only eight million.

I was just blinded by Liu Yifei's multi-million dollar outfit and impulsively asked for a high price.

Now that she had not only received the unexpected windfall of 20 million, she no longer cared about any IOU. She immediately grabbed Liu Yifei's hand on the tatami mat, and flattery and fawning words poured out of her mouth like they were free.

Seeing Liu Tao's face full of gratitude, Liu Yifei breathed a sigh of relief.

She's the kind of person who can't keep things to herself and doesn't want to owe anyone favors.

Now that she can settle the old grudges for 20 million, it's like a heavy burden has been lifted off her shoulders.

......

However, before she could even finish exhaling, Liu Tao blurted out a sentence in his ecstasy that instantly lowered the temperature in the entire private room to freezing point.

Liu Tao's eyes gleamed with flattery and eagerness as he whispered obsequiously:

"Yifei, your 20 million has saved me from my immediate crisis. I will remember your kindness for the rest of my life."

"Um... if there's a chance in the future, could you take my sister to meet Mr. Li?"

"I'd also like to express my gratitude to him in person, and by the way... see if there are any collaboration opportunities at Haofeng Film & Television that I can help with..."

Liu Yifei's originally gentle expression turned cold in that instant.

She slowly withdrew her hand, her clear, cold phoenix eyes filled with undisguised rejection.

Are you kidding me?

Li Feng likes beautiful women, but he has never had a penchant for eating old-fashioned food.

Even if we take a step back and say that you, Liu Tao, have been in this industry for so many years, you don't know how many people have exploited you behind the scenes.

If I agree to take your old, beat-up car, which has been driven by who knows how many people, to Li Feng today, wouldn't that be just making things difficult for him?

Liu Yifei didn't even bother with polite words. Under Liu Tao's somewhat astonished gaze, he immediately stood up and left the table.

......

Just as the coldness and indifference of human relationships in Hong Kong came to an end.

In the northern sky, a Gulfstream G550 is piercing through the clouds, speeding towards Seoul at an altitude of 10,000 meters.

The cabin of this aircraft is incredibly luxurious, with all the seats and solid wood decorations handcrafted by top artisans.

As Li Maoqing's biological mother, Yang Mi, like Liu Yifei, Zhang Xinyu, Tang Yan, and Liu Shishi, rightfully received a private jet registered under her son's name.

Although this aircraft's specifications are not as good as Li Feng's Gulfstream G650, which is the same model as Bill Gates's.

However, the Jack Ma G550 that was given to Yang Mi and the others also has a price of up to 50 million US dollars on the international market, which is equivalent to nearly 400 million RMB.

The fact that Yang Mi was able to take all of Jiaxing's core executives to South Korea right after the Spring Festival was naturally due to Song Qian's well-prepared explanation, which impressed this shrewd and resourceful leader.

The VIP lounge area in the cabin is bathed in soft yellow light.

Dilraba and Gulnazar sat on the sofa on either side of them, while Yang Mi, sitting in the central seat, was flipping through analysis reports on several major South Korean entertainment companies while discussing Jaywalk Studio's future plans in Seoul with them.

"Honey, if we want to set up an office or invest in a company in South Korea as our future bridgehead, SM or JYP's appetite is too big, and it will be difficult for us to gain enough control."

"But those small companies are really not qualified enough, and the future risks are too great," Dilraba reported with a troubled expression.

Listening to Dilraba's analysis, Yang Mi rubbed her temples wearily.

Then, as if remembering something, she looked up at Liu Zhimin, who was sitting in the corner of the cabin, looking somewhat reserved.

"Isn't there a local right here? Why are we wasting our time thinking about this?"

Yang Mi waved and instructed Liu Zhimin and the accompanying translator:

"Liu Zhimin, come here."