My capital is quite large.

Upon hearing the female secretary utter "Stand Fast," Lee Boo-jin, whose expression had been cold, paused slightly with his slender fingers, and his beautiful phoenix eyes fell into a state of weighing and contemplation.

A new client who had never appeared in Seoul's high-society circles before.

With a single move, he secured the highest-ranking membership in a whiskey club, a position that even many large South Korean conglomerates wouldn't readily grant.

Furthermore, he specifically requested to meet her, the head of the Shilla Hotel, right off the bat.

This was definitely not an ordinary business visit; it was clearly well-prepared!

"Is it enemy...or friend?"

Lee Boo-jin leaned back in her swivel chair, a hint of wariness flashing in her beautiful eyes.

Now is the most dangerous and sensitive juncture in Samsung's internal power struggle. Although her brother is imprisoned due to a political scandal, the spies and loyal followers that the heir apparent has planted within the group are still deeply entrenched.

At this critical juncture, the sudden appearance of such a wealthy and mysterious guest might very well be... a trap deliberately set for her by her brother, who is currently in prison.

"Want to see me?" Lee Boo-jin sneered.

"Go tell that guest that unfortunately, I am currently in America representing the Shilla Hotel to inspect the expansion project of the duty-free shop, and I will not be able to take a flight back home for three days."

"If he is truly sincere in wanting to see me, then we should postpone the dinner to three days from now."

At this point, Lee Boo-jin added to her secretary in a stern tone:

"Furthermore, in these three days, utilize all our resources in Seoul and overseas to thoroughly uncover the background of this new member!"

"Yes, President!" The female secretary quickly bowed her head, acknowledged the order, and withdrew.

......

Meanwhile, in Nanjing.

In the office of the director of Haofeng Film and Television Department, Lao Han was pacing back and forth in frustration, clutching his already thin hair.

He's been agonizing and anxious about this for two days and two nights!

Ever since the day he accepted the script for "Northwest Past" in Li Feng's office, Lao Han has been suffering from insomnia.

As for the significance of this drama, there is no doubt about it!

He took the photos; that was Lao Han's duty.

But if there is even the slightest mistake in casting or filming, not only will the P13 he was about to get be lost, but when the wrath of the authorities comes down, he might even lose his life!

The most difficult part of this historical biographical drama is undoubtedly the casting of the male lead!

First, one must have a dignified appearance, preferably one that exudes integrity.

Secondly, one must closely resemble that person in terms of physique and appearance, possessing a resemblance that blends ruggedness with majesty, and refinement with a touch of ruthlessness.

Most importantly, the actor must be handsome, but he absolutely cannot be the kind of slick-haired, pretty-boy heartthrob that is popular nowadays, and he cannot have even the slightest bit of effeminate air about him!

Old Han practically turned the files of all the top male actors between the ages of thirty and forty in the entire Dongda film and television industry up to the ground.

This guy looks too upright, like a news anchor; that guy's features are too crooked, he doesn't look dignified enough; and the other top stars are too handsome, they're all too concerned about maintaining an idol image...

After two days, Lao Han lost his appetite and couldn't sleep well; he was on the verge of a breakdown.

"Damn it, this P13 is absolutely inhuman to handle..."

......

Just then, there was a knock on the office door, and Assistant Zhang rushed in with a business plan in hand, cautiously reporting to the director:

"Mr. Han, a senior executive from New Classics Media just handed us a joint project proposal for a new project."

"They said that a modern urban drama called 'The First Half of My Life,' which they are preparing for in the second half of this year, is about to start filming, and they hope to get Haofeng Film and Television to co-produce it with them."

"The terms offered by New Classics Media are quite good. They are willing to give up the female lead and second female lead roles in the drama, and our Haofeng's female artists can choose them all first."

"But..." the assistant hesitated, "New Classics Media is very firm. They say the male lead of this drama cannot be changed, that he is the soul of the script and must be played by someone they designate."

Hearing someone come to beg for food and dare to make demands, Old Han, already extremely irritable, flew into a rage and retorted sarcastically:

"New Classics Media? Ha, when did they become so artistically inclined?"

"They begged Haofeng Investment, but they can't even afford to release a lead actor? Their bottom line is really tough!"

The assistant, Xiao Zhang, noticed his boss's displeasure and quickly chimed in, adding his own comment:

"That's right, Mr. Han! A few years ago when they were begging us to give them screen time, they weren't this principled."

"It's said that New Classics Media signed a deeply binding performance-based agreement with that male actor, and they're determined to get Jin Dong the lead role this time."

"To be honest, that's complete nonsense. Jin Dong has been in the industry for so many years, but he's never really become a big star."

"So many established companies were pushing him hard, but he didn't become that popular. I don't know what's gotten into New Classics Media..."

however!

The moment the assistant uttered the name Jin Dong!

Old Han, who was originally looking irritable, suddenly had a flash of inspiration!

"Wait... what did you just say? Who?!"

Old Han suddenly jumped up from the sofa, his movement so forceful that he almost overturned the coffee table.

The assistant was startled by Lao Han's startled appearance, and stammered, shrinking back:

"Jin... Jin Dong."

"Mr. Han, is this the person... did he offend you outside?"

"Jin Dong... Jin Dong... Oh right! How could I have forgotten about him?!"

Old Han completely ignored his assistant's panic, and was so excited that he danced around.

"Yeah! I was so focused on those top-tier celebrities, how come I completely missed him?!"

At this moment, Lao Han was recalling Jin Dong's past stills and facial features in his mind:

He has a dignified appearance, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and exudes an aura of uprightness and integrity!

They look alike! And their spirit is even more similar!

What's most amazing is that this guy exudes a unique elegance and dignity when he's acting.

This is undoubtedly a special type actor born to play such great figures!

"That's him! Hahaha! That's him!!"

Old Han burst into uncontrollable laughter.

Seeing his boss's abnormal behavior—one second he was about to kill someone, the next he was laughing like a madman—the assistant stood trembling in place, not daring to breathe.

Fortunately, after his initial elation, Lao Han quickly realized his loss of composure.

He coughed lightly, trying his best to control his facial expression and regain his usual calm demeanor.

"Xiao Zhang, arrange for Xinli to come to Jinling for a meeting immediately. The time is set for this afternoon."

Old Han paused, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes:

"Tell the people from Xinli that the contract is negotiable. But when they came over this afternoon..."

"Make sure you bring that Jin Dong here with you!"