Transmigrated into the body of a tycoon's son's ex-boyfriend

Ye Mingqi frowned.

He originally thought that Dong Yancheng would say something polite to smooth things over.

I didn't expect them to be so direct.

"And Mingqi," Dong Yancheng hadn't finished speaking, "just half a month ago, the person behind them invested an additional 100 million yuan in the production team."

Ye Mingqi unconsciously tightened his grip on his phone.

One hundred million?

Would you add 100 million yuan to the investment of a low-budget web series?

His investment of ten million was already considered a generous gesture to support Qiao Zhixi.

The other party casually threw away 100 million.

This isn't an investment at all; it's just throwing money away.

"I just arranged for him to sit next to Qiao Zhixi at the opening ceremony," Dong Yancheng's voice continued from the receiver, unhurried.

"If it were someone else, Shen Du would have been the male lead from the start, wouldn't you say?"

Ye Mingqi remained silent.

He leaned back on the bench, staring at the mirrors covering an entire wall in the gym.

The person in the mirror was frowning, looking puzzled.

Spending 100 million yuan on a web series is not normal business investment logic.

Normal investors invest in online dramas for the sake of return on investment, carefully calculating costs and profit sharing.

But the other party invested 100 million yuan without asking to change the male lead, the script, or add more scenes for Lu Yu's character.

They simply poured money in, without any strings attached.

He had only ever seen one type of person act this way.

They're not people from the entertainment industry, but those who truly stand at the top of the pyramid of capital.

Just casually showing off a little pocket money is enough for those of them who have been struggling in the entertainment industry to live on for several years.

"This amount of money is nothing to them," Dong Yancheng added.

The tone implied that you understood and I understood too.

Ye Mingqi opened his mouth and then closed it again.

Just a splash of water?

Is 100 million yuan considered a drop in the ocean?

In the entire capital, you can count on your fingers the number of people who can treat 100 million yuan like water.

Of those people, Ye Mingqi couldn't afford to offend any of them.

Not to mention him, even his family is no match for these people.

"Okay, I understand." Ye Mingqi's voice returned to calm, but if you listened carefully, you could still detect a trace of resentment.

"Then let's leave it at that. Thank you for your hard work, Brother Dong."

Even if he's unwilling, what can he do?

This is something you have to swallow.

"Sigh, let's not talk about this, brothers." Dong Yancheng's tone returned to its usual warmth. "Let's have a drink together another day."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Mingqi sat on the bench without moving.

The air conditioning in the gym made his back feel cold, and the towel draped around his neck was already half-dry.

He picked it up and wiped his face, then took a deep breath.

He roughly knew who was standing behind that newcomer actor named Lu Yu.

There aren't many people in Beijing who can make Dong Yancheng say "we can't afford to offend him" and turn 100 million into a drop of water.

In addition, this person has connections with Dong Yancheng.

Dong Yancheng was on good terms with Tan Yao from the second branch of the Tan family.

Although there was no evidence, Ye Mingqi's intuition told him that the person behind Lu Yu was probably surnamed Song.

He dared not stroke the tiger's whiskers.

Forget it, it seems we can't leave Qi Qiao Zhi Xi.

Ye Mingqi resignedly opened the luxury e-commerce platform on his phone and began browsing the men's jewelry section.

Previously, Qiao Zhixi had her eye on a Bulgari bracelet, but she thought it was too expensive and didn't buy it for him. It seems there's no way to avoid it this time.

He also picked out a pair of limited-edition sneakers.

Qiao Zhixi likes to collect sneakers, although with his height, wearing high-top sneakers makes his legs look shorter.

But since he liked it, Ye Mingqi let him be.

The next day, Ye Mingqi called Qiao Zhixi.

As soon as the call connected, Qiao Zhixi's voice came crashing down on me:

Why didn't you video call me last night? I waited for you for so long, you said you were going to show me your watch!

And what about Lu Yu? Have you talked to President Dong about it? When is he going to be kicked out of the production crew?

"Baby, baby, speak slowly." Ye Mingqi held the phone a little further away, rubbing his ears which were ringing from the vibration. "Speak one at a time."

"I don't care!" Qiao Zhixi's voice was already trembling with obvious sobs.

"Mingqi, do you know that Lu Yu stole my thunder again during filming today!"

I looked like a maid standing next to him! The director kept saying I lacked presence. What was wrong with my presence?

"It's because Lu Yu is too tall!"

"Okay, okay, it's because he's too tall, it's not your fault." Ye Mingqi quickly smoothed things over.

"I've already called Dong Yancheng, but listen to me, baby, Lu Yu is just a supporting character. His screen time is less than a tenth of yours. There's no need for us to argue with him."

"You'll definitely be the one who gains fans when this show comes out."

"But..." Qiao Zhixi's voice softened, but she was still unwilling to give up, "Then what am I supposed to do? Am I just going to let him keep dominating me on set?"

"I'll make time to visit you in the next couple of days, okay?" Ye Mingqi used his trump card.

"I'll bring the Bulgari Serpenti bracelet and sneakers with me. Haven't you always wanted that bracelet? I already ordered it last night."

"Really?" Qiao Zhixi's tone finally softened.

"Really, so baby, don't be angry. When filming, just keep filming and don't let being angry affect your performance."

If you act well, the audience will be watching you; no matter how handsome he is, he's just a supporting actor.

"Alright then." Qiao Zhixi pouted, her voice still reluctant. "Then you'd better hurry up."

"Okay, I'll go after I'm done with work next week."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Mingqi collapsed onto the sofa.

He felt like he wasn't in a relationship, but defusing bombs, with new blast points waiting for him to defuse each time.

He initially found Qiao Zhixi's personality quite novel and cute, but he couldn't keep coaxing her all the time.

Ye Mingqi knew that he would eventually get tired of it.

Song Xijin never pays attention to trending topics about the entertainment industry online.

He was also unavailable.

Mr. Song is currently pushing forward with a cross-border merger and acquisition deal, and his schedule is packed every day.

He's either in a meeting or on his way to one.

He didn't pay attention, but unfortunately, he had Tan Yao by his side.

Tan Yao may not be reliable when it comes to serious matters, but he's always the first to know the gossip.

That afternoon, Tan Yao came to his office to freeload coffee and sat on the sofa scrolling through his phone.

While scrolling, he suddenly exclaimed "Hey!" and then a look of anticipation, like he was watching a good show, appeared on his face.

"Xi Jin, your ex-boyfriend Lu Yu is trending on social media."

Song Xijin was still flipping through the merger and acquisition plan when she heard this, her fingers paused for a moment, but her expression remained unchanged.

He looked up from above the documents, glanced at Tan Yao, and gestured for him to continue.

Tan Yao leaned closer and turned his phone screen towards him to show him.

The screen shows a screenshot of a Weibo post, made by one of Qiao Zhixi's biggest fans.

In the photo, Qiao Zhixi looks aggrieved, while Lu Yu next to her is blurred out. The caption is an overwhelming accusation.

Terms like "supporting male character," "riding the coattails of popularity," and "not found" were used.

Song Xijin took the phone, swiped her finger across the screen, and scrolled down to read the comments.