My capital is quite large.

In Jinling, inside a high-end detached villa with excellent privacy.

The overly spacious physical training room is filled with floor-to-ceiling mirrors.

Wearing a black yoga outfit, Ni Ni, with her slender and upright figure, stood behind a young girl covered in sweat, holding a thin pointer in her hand and looking stern.

"Posture! How many times have I told you? Tuck your chin slightly, straighten your chest! Lift your head! Stand on your tiptoes!"

*Smack!*

The pointer struck the trembling calf muscle with a light but firm touch, producing a crisp sound.

Zhao Jinmai, who was being corrected in front of the mirror regarding her swan neck and core strength posture, had her eyes red and large tears welling up in them, and was trembling all over from the pain.

However, facing this extremely dignified senior, the young Zhao Jinmai bit her lip and dared not utter a single sound of grievance.

Although she is not very old, she has been struggling in the entertainment industry for many years because she debuted as a child star early.

She knew all too well just how outrageous the power this woman in front of her truly was.

Just a few months ago, she signed with a shady little agency called Qingqing Culture.

When they saw that Zhao Jinmai had gained some fame, they not only set up various traps with exorbitant breach of contract penalties in the contract, but also forced her to have meals and drinks with some middle-aged, greasy investors in private.

When Zhao Jinmai was desperate and wanted to terminate her contract, the arrogant boss slammed his fist on the table, pointed at her nose, and threatened to freeze her out of the entertainment industry.

But the result?

The woman in front of me, named Ni Ni, was only on the phone for less than half a minute.

That afternoon, the illegal workshop was shut down by the industry and commerce bureau, the tax bureau, and Uncle Hat.

The once arrogant boss even knelt before her, weeping and begging her to put in a good word for him in order to save his life.

It was on that day that the young and naive Zhao Jinmai truly witnessed what power was.

That taste was truly captivating...

What she knew even more clearly was that the confidence and power of life and death that the woman in front of her possessed all stemmed from that legendary man—Li Feng.

She's enduring excruciating pain here, practicing her posture and learning manners. Everything she's doing is so that one day she can catch that man's eye.

Therefore, even though she was being scolded to the point of tears, she would never dare to disobey Ni Ni's orders.

Just then, the cell phone on the coffee table suddenly rang.

Ni Ni withdrew his pointer, glanced expressionlessly at the little girl whose face was streaked with tears, and gave the instruction:

"Alright, take a five-minute break and go wipe your sweat."

"Thank you, Sister Ni..." Zhao Jinmai felt as if she had been granted a pardon. Her legs went weak, and she quickly grabbed the handrail to go to the side to get some water.

......

When Ni Ni walked to the coffee table, picked up her phone, glanced at the caller ID, and her expression turned serious:

"Hello, Secretary Zhang."

On the other end of the phone came Zhang Yuxi's capable voice:

"Ms. Ni, Mr. Li has given instructions."

"The film and television department has a very important major drama series coming up, and we need you to cancel all your current engagements starting today and go into seclusion to deeply study your character."

Upon hearing these words, Ni Ni was shocked and unconsciously held her breath!

A TV series that can get the busy Li Feng to personally oversee is obviously no ordinary commercial film!

Ni Ni gripped her phone tightly and tentatively asked:

"Secretary Zhang...excuse me, is this a tribute drama?"

Zhang Yuxi on the other end of the phone didn't reveal many details, only replying meaningfully:

"Director Han will send someone to deliver the specific script to you this afternoon. Also..."

Zhang Yuxi paused slightly before dropping a bombshell that nearly suffocated Ni Ni:

"General Manager Li specifically instructed..."

"As long as you play your role well in this play, the shares that were taken back from you... will be returned to you in full by the end of the year."

"Beep...beep...beep..."

The phone hangs up.

Hearing the busy tone coming from the receiver, Ni Ni, who was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, seemed to be frozen in place, lost and bewildered.

The only phrase that kept echoing in my mind was, "I'll give all the shares back to you!"

That's a full one percent of the dividend rights of Haofeng Group's headquarters!

In today's imperial harem, besides the great Tang Dynasty poet and the retired Zhang Yimou, who else is qualified to receive this guaranteed 400 million yuan in dividends per year...

There are only two of them: Ni Ni and Li Xin, who were the earliest veterans to follow Li Feng from the beginning!

Even Nazha and Dilraba, who are currently enjoying great favor from the emperor, have not yet achieved such an honor!

Of course, Ni Ni also knew very well that this was most likely because the man's anger had subsided.

Using this drama as a convenient pretext, we can simply return to her what rightfully belongs to her.

However, the fact that he used it as a pretext to return billions of shares means it must be an extraordinary subject matter.

"What kind of show is it...?"

Ni Ni clutched her chest, feeling the intense heartbeat beneath her palms, and an unprecedented heat and fighting spirit ignited in her beautiful eyes.

......

Meanwhile, on the first floor of Banshan Aoxuan.

Yang Mi, who had just hung up a strange phone call, curled her lip in disdain and complained to Nazha and Dilraba beside her:

"Look at this, once a person loses power, it truly proves that old saying..."

"A phoenix that has fallen to the ground is no better than a chicken."

Dilraba, who was sitting cross-legged applying nail polish, curiously looked up:

"Honey, who called? What made you so upset?"

"Who else could it be but Jing Tian?"

Yang Mi sneered:

"When I was filming with her back then, we met a few times."

"Well, I just heard that she was released by her sugar daddy, and then she somehow found out my number and came to my door crying and begging."

Recalling that old story, Yang Mi couldn't help but feel a little emotional. This is probably what they call "thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river".

Back then, Jing Tian had incredibly powerful connections. In order to set up a scheme for her, Li Feng even ordered Yang Mi to play a supporting role for Jing Tian.

At the time, the proud and arrogant Yang Mi disobeyed Li Feng because she refused to play a supporting role, and as a result, she was punished terribly.

But this has only been a few short years?

Yang Mi is now pregnant with a child, holds a stake in Jaywalk Studio and hundreds of millions in dividends, and wields considerable influence in the Chinese entertainment industry.

The once-prosperous and elegant Da Tian Tian has become a discarded wife, abandoned by the wealthy family like worn-out shoes.

Their current positions have truly reversed.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that one is in heaven and the other is on earth.

Sitting to the side, Nazha asked curiously in a low voice:

"Honey, what did Sweetie ask of you when she called?"

Yang Mi's reminiscence was interrupted, and the disdain in her eyes deepened. She gave a disdainful snort:

"What else could it be asking for?"

"They actually have the audacity to think I should introduce her to our boss!"

"What kind of person is she?! She doesn't even deserve to be called one!"

Yang Mi retorted mercilessly:

"He's been kept by someone for over a decade; his reputation is completely ruined. Do they really think our boss runs a junkyard?!"

"Besides, why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror!"

"You're almost thirty, and you still think you're sixteen? What kind of person are you?!"