My capital is quite large.

June 6th, noon.

Under the blazing sun, the area surrounding the Shenzhen Bay Sports Center was already packed with enthusiastic fans and media reporters, three or four deep.

Even though there were still eight hours until the official start of the gala, the support banners, flower baskets and light boards outside the venue had already formed a vast ocean.

11:50 a.m.

A black Rolls-Royce Phantom with consecutive license plates, escorted by several security escort vehicles, bypassed the surging crowds and drove into the VIP passageway of the sports center.

The car door opened, and Li Feng stepped out with a composed gait, followed closely by Zhang Xinyu.

"Mr. Li! You've arrived!"

Old Han, the director of the film and television department, who had been waiting at the entrance, came up with several core members of the gala's directing team, all sweating profusely.

Old Han glanced at the watch furtively and couldn't help but marvel at it inwardly.

It's almost midnight!

My boss, who's been sleeping in every day lately, surprisingly arrived on time today to inspect the site!

"How's the rehearsal going inside?" Li Feng asked as he walked into the venue.

"Everything is going smoothly! Jay Chou, Wang Lihong, and the others have already finished rehearsing the opening song, while the Four Heavenly Kings are rehearsing their final award presentation routines."

Old Han wiped the sweat from his forehead and excitedly reported to his supervisor.

"Mr. Li, you have no idea how cooperative these big shots were at our venue today! Even those difficult agents were behaving themselves."

Upon hearing this, Li Feng's lips curled into a cold, self-righteous smile.

How can I not be honest?

Tonight's gala is a super exposure platform that brings together tens of millions of daily active users across the entire network!

Anyone who dares to act arrogantly at this critical juncture is going against the nation's top influencers!

Under the absolute crushing power of capital and traffic, even the biggest stars have to obediently bow their heads and follow the rules.

Stepping into the massive stadium, even Li Feng, who had lived two lives, couldn't help but be slightly awestruck by the spectacle before him.

A top-of-the-line circular stage costing tens of millions to build, featuring hundreds of dazzling, state-of-the-art laser light arrays.

On the central platform of the stage, eight bulletproof glass display cases quietly display eight trophies, each made of pure gold and designed by LV's chief designer, exclusively for the "Four Little Flowers" and "Four Top Stars"!

Under the spotlight, the pure gold shines and the obsidian base complement each other, exuding an aura of breathtaking wealth and glory.

Li Feng led Zhang Xinyu to sit in the first row of the super VIP seats inside the venue.

At this moment, the rehearsal on stage had just come to an end. Many celebrities who were resting inside saw Lao Han and a group of directors surrounding a young man like stars around the moon, and immediately guessed who this man was.

"That must be Mr. Li, the CEO of Haofeng Networks, right? He's so young!!"

"Nonsense, besides that living god of wealth who single-handedly built the Weibo empire and casually spends tens of millions on gold trophies, who else could have such extravagance?"

Many celebrities who are usually adored by fans are now shamelessly approaching Li Feng with the most fawning smiles, trying to become familiar with him.

Li Feng leaned back in his chair, calmly dealing with these men and women who seemed to have considerable influence.

Just then, a tall and handsome figure, with the arrogance and confidence unique to musical prodigies, walked over carrying two cups of coffee.

"Mr. Li, I've heard so much about you. I'm Wang Lihong."

Wang Lihong walked up to Li Feng, politely handed him a cup of coffee, and wore an impeccable smile. "The stage effects today were truly stunning. Haofeng Network's generous investment has broadened the horizons of us artists."

Li Feng didn't take the coffee, but Zhang Xinyu, being very perceptive, took it halfway and smiled as she placed it on the small table next to the boss.

"Mr. Wang, you're too kind. Tonight's event will depend on you pillars of the business," Li Feng said politely in a flat tone.

At that point in 2009, Wang Lihong was undoubtedly at the peak of his career in the Chinese music scene. In terms of talent and popularity, he certainly had the capital to stand out from the crowd.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Wang Lihong changed the subject and got to the point.

"Mr. Li, I apologize for bothering you today, but I have a private matter I'd like to discuss with you."

Wang Lihong pulled up a chair and sat down, his eyes sparkling with the fervor of someone wanting to cross over into directing. "I'm currently preparing for my directorial debut, a romance film called 'Love Announcement'."

"I saw the news that your company just officially announced Ms. Liu Yifei's joining the cast. To be honest, the female lead in my drama is practically tailor-made for Yifei! Whether it's her temperament or her appearance, she's the perfect choice!"

"The salary is negotiable, and I personally produced this film, which will definitely boost her career. Could you do me a favor?"

This statement came out.

Li Feng's originally easygoing eyes instantly turned somber.

"Love Announcement"? Borrowing Liu Yifei's name?

In Li Feng's memories of his previous life, this utterly worthless and terrible movie, apart from satisfying Wang Lihong's own desire to have a romantic relationship with the fairy in the film, did not contribute to Liu Yifei's acting career in the slightest!

The air seemed to suddenly drop several degrees in temperature at that moment.

Although Wang Lihong is a talented man, he is clearly too inexperienced in reading people and situations in the capital circle.

He was oblivious to the awkward atmosphere and waited expectantly for Li Feng's reply, even thinking that with his connections, borrowing an actress shouldn't be a difficult task.

But Zhang Xinyu, who was standing half a step to Li Feng's side, keenly noticed the change in the boss's aura!

"The boss is...getting his hands on it."

Zhang Xinyu's heart skipped a beat, and she secretly glanced at Li Feng out of the corner of her eye.

I understood instantly.

That makes sense. The boss spent 45 million to get that goddess into the company, how could it really be just to get her to act and make money?

Yang Mi and Tang Yan have already been taken by the boss, so it's only a matter of time before this precious canary falls into his clutches!

She didn't believe that any of the five leading actresses the boss had signed could escape his control.

Since it's the boss's private property, how could he tolerate other men touching it, let alone filming any love scenes involving kissing and cuddling?

"Oh dear, Teacher Wang, this is really unfortunate."

Before Li Feng could speak, Zhang Xinyu immediately put on a professional yet slightly apologetic sweet smile, and subtly stepped forward, blocking the line of sight between Li Feng and Wang Lihong.

"Our CEO, Mr. Li, has just taken over Yifei's management contract and has a very detailed strategic plan for her career."

Zhang Xinyu's tone was gentle, yet carried an undeniable firmness: "Yifei is about to join the cast of Tsui Hark's 'Detective Dee,' and there are several other big-budget films by Hollywood and renowned domestic directors in the pipeline. So... it seems that Yifei will have no chance to participate in your masterpiece, Professor Wang."

Upon hearing this, Wang Lihong frowned slightly, clearly not giving up on this answer.

He has had a smooth-sailing career in the music industry these past few years, so it's natural that he's ambitious and proud to cross over into directing.

"It's alright, Secretary Zhang."

Wang Lihong smiled, appearing quite determined, "Yifei's schedule is too busy right now, but I can wait! I can wait until she finishes filming Director Xu's movie, take a few months off, and then I can start filming again. This script is truly perfect for her!"

Upon hearing these tactless words, Zhang Xinyu's smile vanished instantly, and a cold mockery flashed in her peach blossom eyes.

Wait?

Who do you think you are, to expect our top assets to accommodate your schedule?

"Teacher Wang, I think you may not have understood what I meant."

Zhang Xinyu pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses: "Our company's intention is that Ms. Liu Yifei's schedule for the next three years is fully booked, with all of it handled by large-scale projects produced and distributed internally by Haofeng Film and Television."

"Within three years, she had no time to take on any scripts, let alone a directorial debut that was still in the planning stages."

"If you really want to wait, then please come to Haofeng's business department with your script three years later to queue up and make an appointment."

Three years?!

Wang Lihong's smile froze completely, and his face turned pale and then red.

Three years' worth of slots fully booked? You're kidding me!

"Well... in that case, I won't bother you any longer, Mr. Li. I wish the gala tonight a complete success."

Sensing the chill in Zhang Xinyu's words, and looking at Li Feng who remained silent, he realized...

Wang Lihong could only suppress his dissatisfaction and embarrassment, forcing out a dry laugh as he turned and left with the unserved cup of coffee.

Looking at Wang Lihong's somewhat disheveled figure, a hint of satisfaction flashed in Li Feng's eyes.

He stood up, straightened the hem of his suit jacket, and said casually, "It's a bit stuffy inside. I'm going to the restroom for a smoke."

After saying that, he walked straight towards the VIP lounge area.

Zhang Xinyu immediately understood and followed closely behind in her high heels.

As soon as Li Feng pushed open the heavy solid wood door of the bathroom, before he could even take out his cigarette case, a soft, hot body pressed against him from behind and casually locked the bathroom door with a "click".

Turning around, he looked at Zhang Xinyu, whose face was slightly flushed and whose eyes were glazed over, and suddenly reached out.

He grabbed Zhang Xinyu's slender waist and lifted her up, pressing her against the sink.

"Ah..." Zhang Xinyu exclaimed softly, and then hooked her arm around Li Feng's neck.

"You did a great job just now, you're getting more and more sensible..."