They surrounded me right after the breakup.

Today's breakfast was delivered from the restaurant.

A sumptuous spread of Cantonese dim sum filled the table, neatly arranged on elegant white plates.

Jiang Han ate two shrimp dumplings and then took a bite of a crab roe bun.

He genuinely believed that Chinese cuisine was hundreds of times better than Parisian cuisine.

Western food and foie gras are fine to try occasionally.

Eating too much of this is practically inhuman!

When it comes to food, the Chinese have never been inferior to anyone.

Halfway through her meal, Xiao Xiao's phone suddenly received a text message notification.

She opened it and glanced at it; her face immediately turned dark.

The text message was a notification from the bank that several of her supplementary credit cards had been deactivated.

Xiao Xiao immediately put down her chopsticks and cursed loudly.

"Holy crap! Lao Xiao, are you serious?"

Qiu Siyao was serving seafood porridge when she heard her voice and turned around to ask.

"Xiao Xiao, what's wrong? So early in the morning."

"My dad canceled all my bank cards."

"Huh? Did you two have a fight?"

Jiang Han and Lin Yaoyao exchanged glances, neither of them speaking beforehand, both knowing the situation.

On the contrary, Xia Yutong guessed most of it.

"Does your dad know you're dating Jiang Han?"

Xiao Xiao pouted and reluctantly admitted it.

"Yes, after we filmed the music video, the old man came over and asked me about it, and I blurted it out in my haste."

Xia Yutong's situation was somewhat similar to Xiao Xiao's, so she was very curious about Uncle Xiao's actions and thought she should set an example for herself.

"So, what did Uncle Xiao say?"

"What else can I say? They gave me a thorough dressing-down and almost abandoned me as their daughter."

Xiao Xiao held up the text message on her phone in front of her.

"See? They're starting with the economic aspect."

The brightly lit text message content on the phone was placed in front of Xia Yutong, which startled her.

All thoughts of confessing to Xia Guodong were extinguished.

If Dad knew that I was Jiang Han's mistress... no, his fourth mistress, he would definitely be furious.

From that day forward, she no longer had a place at Junhe Law Firm.

Forget it, let's keep it a secret for as long as we can.

At worst, in my father's eyes, I'll never get married.

After finishing breakfast, Jiang Han picked up his teacup, savored the brewed West Lake Longjing tea, and slowly began to speak.

"Xiaoxiao, what's your credit card limit?"

Xiao Xiao didn't understand why he was asking this now. Her mind didn't process it before her mouth blurted out the answer.

"Around 30, for a total of two."

Jiang Han nodded slightly and picked up his phone to operate it.

Soon, Xiao Xiao received another text message from the bank notifying her of the deposit.

"200 million yuan has been deposited into your ICBC account ending in 2366."

"No, Jiang Han, what are you doing?"

"Are you looking down on me?"

Xiao Xiao jumped up from her seat, put her left hand on her hip, and pointed at Jiang Han's face with her right hand.

"Let me tell you, I don't want a sugar daddy/sugar baby relationship!"

"Who said anything about being kept?" Jiang Han retorted.

"Then why did you suddenly transfer money to me?"

"Old Xiao stopped your living allowance, so of course I have to make it up to you."

"You think you can support a cute girl with 200 million? Don't underestimate yourself."

Xiao Xiao froze on the spot upon hearing this.

She stood still for a while, and then her eyes welled up with tears.

"You...you're cheating! You're so good at flirting! Waaah..."

Xiao Xiao sniffed and sat down with her lips puffed out.

She knew she hadn't misjudged him; Jiang Han was just as reliable as she had thought.

No matter the reason or the situation, Jianghan will always fulfill its promises once it is made.

"Alright, alright, go about your business after you finish eating."

"Xiao Xiao, don't upset your dad lately. Let him process this first, and we'll talk about it again later."

"Don't worry about money. You won't go hungry even if you stay at home."

Liu Meng took Xiao Xiao's small hand at the right moment and patted her back to comfort her.

The bond between sisters is unspoken; no further words are needed.

……

At 9:30 a.m., Jiang Han arrived at Xingyue Media Company.

The first thing to do was to convene relevant personnel from the film and television department to plan for the company's films to be shown overseas.

Fang Chongwen sat next to Jiang Han and listened as he methodically explained the specific steps for introducing Nezha to the European market.

He was stunned, speechless with shock.

Didn't I hear that President Jiang went to Paris for vacation?

How did you manage to make progress on the project as soon as you came back?

Is the boss's supposed leisure time a pretense, with him secretly working overtime as the real reason?

Not only Fang Chongwen, but all the attendees shared the same feeling.

I am so ashamed!

Thinking about how he had been slacking off while Jiang Han was away, he cursed himself as worse than an animal.

Other people's bosses expect their employees to work overtime to earn them Ferraris.

President Jiang, however, did the opposite, not letting any work opportunity slip by even during his vacation.

"Alright, you guys handle the details."

"Don't feel too much pressure for your first attempt. Just focus on promoting our excellent film."

Jiang Han had some expectations in mind; he figured that foreigners might not necessarily appreciate the storyline of Nezha.

For example, the local dialect jokes about Taiyi Zhenren are only funny to Chinese people.

Jiang Han's idea was to rely on Nezha to pave the way.

To set a good example for "The Wandering Earth" and "The Three-Body Problem".

In terms of storyline, Liu Cixin's script is in no way inferior to Hollywood blockbusters.

Hardcore Eastern science fiction definitely has a place in overseas markets.

Upon hearing this, Fang Chongwen was the first to speak up.

"President Jiang, just give us your instructions, and we'll definitely get it done!"

In all his years in the industry, this was the first time he had ever seen a boss go out to discuss cooperation behind the backs of his employees.

The boss handled all the negotiations and distribution channels, making them seem incompetent!

Fang Chongwen spoke with righteous indignation, and the others nodded solemnly in agreement with solemn expressions.

His eyes revealed a strong desire to work.

There's a sense of unease, a fear that the boss will finish all the work and I'll face unemployment.

"Alright, it's good that you guys are motivated."

"Please rest assured, President Jiang, I guarantee that my cry of 'My fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens' will resound throughout Europe."

Several mid-level managers in the film and television department made solemn promises.

The scene was almost bursting into flames.

After explaining the most urgent matters at hand.

Jiang Han adjusted the back of the boss's chair, allowing his body to recline.

He tapped his legs on the table, leisurely browsing through the daily documents in the office system.

Following the development path he set, Xingyue Media focused on discovering promising new talents in the market.

They acquired the gold before it even began to shine.

Suddenly, Jiang Han saw a familiar list.

Holy crap!

He suddenly exclaimed in surprise and sat up straight instantly.

Isn't this my brother Kun, Cai Xukun?

When it comes to popularity and influence among young people, there are really few who can rival Brother Kun.

Sign it! It must be signed!

Give him the longest possible contract, a 30-year term.

Jiang Han, having calculated his own wishful thinking, happily clicked on the comments given in the competition.

Cai Xukun is a newcomer who has just entered the industry.

It has no obvious advantages and is not recommended for consideration.