He'd seen plenty of celebrities lately.

They were just ordinary people, nothing special.

Their fame probably didn't rival Su Yehao's, and their wealth likely wasn't as abundant either. Compared to him, many pop stars would feel inferior.

After quickly browsing through the files, he selected the resumes of those he considered to be more beautiful or handsome.

However, Nangong Tian didn't appreciate it at all, and simply laughed:

"Don't make trouble. What's the point of just looking at pretty faces? Are we going to end up with an army of vases? Talent is also important, as well as EQ, work ethic, and so on. These all need to be considered comprehensively. By the way, is your back okay now?"

Jiang Yu's eyes met hers, and she silently looked up at the ceiling, still remembering the drunken scene from the night before.

It was so embarrassing that her back tensed up, and she dug her toes into the ground.

Su Yehao just pretended not to notice anything unusual. Some topics were better left unsaid. He told the little girl:

"It's still a little sore, but I'm fine. It's good to value ability, especially singing, dancing, and acting. But since we're choosing idols, image should come first. There are already many teams that rely on ability to make a living. Our company's positioning should be different from theirs. If we can find all-around handsome guys and beautiful girls, that would be a real treasure."

"I know, you've said it so many times. We're just picking trainees now. It's still early to form a team. Wait for me a little while, and I'll take you to eat dachang bao xiaochang (small sausage in large sausage), it's really delicious, and there's also guancaiban (coffin bread). I wanted to try it yesterday."

After the little girl finished speaking,

Jiang Yu and Su Yehao were both stunned.

Su Yehao was silent for a moment, then said, "...Life is impermanent, dachang bao xiaochang, I know that. But guancaiban... is it made to order or dug up fresh?"

"My teeth aren't good, I probably can't bite it," Jiang Yu said quietly.

"It's a snack. Just based on the name, it definitely won't sell in Hong Kong. My parents would scold me to death if I brought it home. I don't have anything to do this afternoon. How about we go sightseeing together? Yesterday, I was dealing with work and didn't have time to visit."

The little girl was only responsible for supervising. The specific work for today's auditions was handled by several dance and vocal teachers brought from Hong Kong. She herself wasn't too busy.

Before, she and Jiang Yu were so carefree, they had almost tried all the famous afternoon teas in Hong Kong.

Since opening Tianyu Entertainment, she's been constantly busy recently, in addition to finding trainees, scouting management talent, and looking for training venues, she also had to find reliable scriptwriters for *Hua Yang Nan Zi* (Meteor Garden) and *Feng Yun* (Storm Riders) comics.

Funding wasn't a problem, and preparations for filming could already be put on the agenda.

Su Yehao came with a tourist mentality. Ni院士's (Academician Ni) team was a bit too specialized. With his understanding of the computer industry, he couldn't really get involved, at most he could talk about prices, discuss acquisitions, and act as a "mobile bank" to help pay...

March.

People in Si Jiucheng (Four-Nine City – Beijing) were still wearing cotton coats, while people on the island were wearing shorts and short sleeves, sweating through their foreheads.

He spent time watching the pretty girls and handsome guys, and went to Ximen Ding (Ximending) for lunch.

Oyster omelets, pineapple cakes, chicken wings wrapped in rice... the three of them shared one serving of each item, trying to eat as many different things as possible. It always felt like snacks weren't filling, so Su Yehao also ordered a serving of braised pork rice, while the little girl and Jiang Yu fried some yan su ji (Taiwanese fried chicken) and shishamo (pregnant sprat).

After eating, they strolled through the shopping mall, and then went to visit the National Palace Museum.

At this moment,

The Jadeite Cabbage of Empress Dowager Cixi was in the glass display case in front of Su Yehao. He said with slight disappointment, "It's smaller than I imagined, and the jade material is just average. It's not as good as the God of Wealth I have at home."

"But it's worth much more than your God of Wealth. Even someone like me who doesn't pay much attention to cultural relics has heard of this treasure. The carvings back then were all done by hand, how can they compare to now?"

It was Jiang Yu who spoke.

Su Yehao said with a smile, "That's true. If you send it to an auction, you can easily sell it for 200 million Hong Kong dollars, after all, it's one of the treasures of the museum. It was worth coming today. Yan Zhenqing's *Draft of a Requiem to My Nephew*, Su Shi's *Cold Food Observance*, *Travelers among Mountains and Streams*, *Dwelling in the Fuchun Mountains*, and so many Ru ware pieces, especially the celadon narcissus basin without any patterns, it's more beautiful than the one I have in my collection. I really want to pack them all up and take them home."

"Wanting to 'pack' up here is even more difficult than packing up at a bank, Hao Ge (Brother Hao), don't dream. To be honest, I prefer that *One Hundred Horses* painting. The horses in the painting are so realistic."

As soon as the little girl finished speaking, Jiang Yu said:

"It was painted by the Western painter Giuseppe Castiglione, right? I saw one of his works at the Old Casino King's house a few years ago. When the Fourth Concubine had her birthday, the Old Casino King gave her a picture of a herd of deer. The style is similar to this one."

Master Jiang had some influence in Casino, 1997, and even if they didn't give him face, they had to give Mr. Su some face. It was normal for Jiang Yu to attend the Casino King's banquet.

The young ladies raised by elite education were much more impressive than those so-called socialites who only knew how to pout and take pictures.

Whether it was Jiang Yu or Nangong Tian, the circles they had been exposed to since childhood were beyond the reach of ordinary people. Their horizons were naturally broad, and their knowledge and cultivation far exceeded their peers.

If they hadn't been shrouded in Su Yehao's cheat-like halo, they probably would have been able to achieve considerable success on their own.

White-collar workers worked hard to earn money, and occasionally spending money in shopping malls made them feel very satisfied.

But these two girls didn't lack those things long ago. Accompanying Su Yehao to visit museums was especially interesting instead.

At this time, walking to the Qing Dynasty Painting Academy version of *Along the River During the Qingming Festival*, the little girl said, "The one in Si Jiucheng seems to be the original. There's actually one here too. It's worthy of being a world-renowned painting. There are so many people who copied it."

"Many treasures were brought to the island back then, such as that half of *Dwelling in the Fuchun Mountains*, as well as *Han Palace in Spring*, and *One Hundred Horses*, which are also world-class famous paintings. There are many fine works among the copies of *Along the River During the Qingming Festival*, especially some Ming Dynasty versions. It's possible that they were copied from the original. If there's a chance, I'd like to bid for one to collect."

Su Yehao put his hands behind his back and went to look at Zhang Daqian's landscape paintings on the wall. He continued,

"Our ancestors understood art. So many works have been passed down for thousands of years. If I had to say which one I like the most, it would definitely be Wang Ximeng's *A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains*. The colors are simply amazing. It's estimated that many of Zhang Daqian's landscape paintings were inspired by it."

The little girl joked, "If Hao Ge likes it, then we must buy it! When I earn enough money, I'll help you find it at the auction. By the time you're eighty, I should have saved enough money."

"...Forget it, keep your pocket money for yourself. I don't have much desire to spend. Don't compete with me."

After visiting the National Palace Museum, they bought some cultural and creative souvenirs, such as silk scarves, postcards, mousepads, etc., and took a car back to the city to rest at the hotel.

Jiang Yu was afraid of making mistakes, so she booked another room.

In the evening, they went to the night market for food. Roasted oysters for about 20 Hong Kong dollars a serving, and super-large squid skewers, were especially enjoyable to eat.

During this time, they also accidentally ran into two Hong Kong Hao Company tour groups, one from the mainland and one from Hong Kong, wearing different hats.

With Su Yehao behind him, never lacking capital injection, how could Master Jiang's business not be good?

Putting other things aside, the hotel he invested in last year had already made a fortune with the recovery of the Hong Kong property market...