If Su Yehao wanted to become famous, he had the chance to break into the entertainment circle a few months ago by borrowing two songs.

Just look at the Heavenly King Lin, who helped him.

He borrowed a song called "Next Year Today" from Su Yehao. After obtaining the right to cover it, the song has recently become the most popular new song. You can often hear it on the street.

On the other hand, Su Yehao, the "original author," lived a low-key life, unknown to the public.

Investing in movies is not without prospects, but it's a lot of work, and after busy working, the possibility of losing money in the end is very high.

Therefore, Su Yehao didn't pay much attention to it.

He casually flipped through a few scripts, all of which were forgettable.

Dou Jiafeng's eyes wandered between Nangong Tian and Su Yehao. He finally realized that he seemed to have misjudged the situation.

He originally thought that the relationship between the two was purely physical, but now it didn't seem that way.

Dou Jiafeng realized that Nangong Tian was starting to hold him back, so he immediately changed his tune, saying with a smile:

"No, no, no, Miss, you must have misunderstood. I just said to find a few influential stars, so that there is a chance to attract the audience to buy tickets and make a lot of money together. I'm not a pimp, I'm definitely a serious businessman, how could I think about introducing beautiful women to Master Su?"

He said it was impossible, but Su Yehao read the meaning in Dou Jiafeng's eyes... there was indeed some meaning in this regard.

It seemed that the content on the gossip news had ultimately had some impact on him, leaving people with the impression of a playboy.

Without even thinking about it, Su Yehao chose to stand with Nangong Tian and said:

"I don't like these scripts. The ideas are outdated and there are no highlights. In addition, my relationship with my girlfriend is very good. If you treat me like a sucker, then you've come to the wrong person."

Dou Jiafeng had been paying attention to Su Yehao.

When he discovered that this Young Master Su was not just putting on a show, he immediately changed his mind, gave up using female stars to attract his investment, and said, "I'm really doing business in a proper manner, how could I treat you like a sucker? If you don't like these scripts, I have others on my side. Here's my business card. Do you have time to pick a good story?"

After Dou Jiafeng finished speaking, Su Yehao nodded and took the business card, simply wanting to get rid of him as soon as possible to avoid further promotion.

After Dou Jiafeng left.

Nangong Tian took a sip of her apple martini and asked curiously:

"Why do so many men like female stars, will you be like this too, Brother Hao? Otherwise, I'll go act in movies and try to be a big star, how about that?"

Su Yehao smiled and replied:

"Maybe it's because they can hold the screen lover of countless people in their arms, which makes them feel a great sense of accomplishment. If you are interested in this industry, I can help you, but if it's just to become famous, then forget it. Being surrounded by the aura of a star is quite tiring in life. No matter where you go, you can easily be watched, photographed by paparazzi, and talked about, with no privacy at all."

"Then you, would you feel a great sense of accomplishment?" Nangong Tian asked.

It was just a chat, nothing to do with jealousy.

Su Yehao shook his head: "No, you're enough for me. With your foundation, it's easy to become famous. Investing tens of millions in a few movies for you will give you a chance to become a big hit. It's already very good now. Why expose life to the spotlight? I'm already often followed by the media, which is very annoying."

"Yes, of course it will annoy you when they photograph you with girls."

Nangong Tian joked, then continued with a smile, "What do you mean, I'm enough? Although I know you're talking nonsense in a serious manner, these words still sound very heartwarming."

Knowing that he was in the wrong, Su Yehao didn't continue the topic.

He patted the little girl's hand and asked:

"After entering university, the time is so free and easy. Do you have any other plans besides studying? Don't say playing with me, I'm referring to career-wise. You can't really stay at home as a housewife forever, can you? I see the Second Wife and Third Wife at home. They spend their days playing mahjong and drinking tea, which feels blander than boiled water, so meaningless."

Nangong Tian's ambition is relatively weak. She was poor for a while when she was very young, but later her family's conditions slowly improved.

Life is always worry-free, so it's inevitable that she will lack a little motivation.

After thinking about it seriously, she said, "I don't know, otherwise, Brother Hao, you can help me arrange it? Anyway, you're so amazing, this little thing can't be difficult for you, right?"

"I just passed the buck to you, and you kicked it back to me."

Su Yehao said happily, adding, "I should be busier in the future and won't have the chance to be with you all day long. It's not bad to prepare in advance and let you find something to pass the time. Otherwise... you can invest in film and television, and find people to make more movies, what do you think? I usually come up with a lot of entrepreneurship ideas, and the entry threshold is relatively low, a few million is enough."

In Nangong Tian's small vault, there are probably more than seven million Hong Kong dollars.

These things had already been actively revealed to Su Yehao, and at this moment, it was considered a career plan tailored for the little girl according to the scale of available funds.

Since entering university, her little world revolved around Su Yehao, and Nangong Tian had no opinion on this matter.

She readily agreed and replied, "I think it's okay. This industry seems very interesting. When a group of Heavenly Kings call me Boss Nangong, it feels more impressive than my mom's business."

"...Forget it, I'll help you arrange it when I have time. Let's partner up."

"Wow."

Nangong Tian exclaimed first, then sighed and said, "I don't have enough money, otherwise... sell the house my mom bought for me?"

She has a villa by the sea in Singapore, where Su Yehao once planned to travel and stay for a few days, worth more than ten million Hong Kong dollars, which is considered the little girl's private property.

Su Yehao said with a smile, "No need, we're not going to make a blockbuster, your little money is enough. I'll back you up. If you make a profit, it's yours, and if you lose, I'll support you."

"Oh..."

They left the small bar and went to a barbecue restaurant to eat Mangalica pork for supper.

The scientific name of this pig is Mangalica pig. The taste is impeccable. The only drawback is that it is expensive.

Since he wanted to let Nangong Tian invest in movies to test the waters, Dou Jiafeng's business card was kept by Su Yehao. He was thinking about finding this kind of "film circle hustler" to get some experience when he officially tried it one day.

They may not have resources, money, or influence, but when it comes to understanding the industry, they are probably even better than some big-name directors, which can barely be considered a skill.

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The next day.

Ever since that incident happened, things have been a little weird between him and Nong Qingying.

Su Yehao called her and learned that this girl was at her parents' house, so he tentatively asked her to meet at the top-floor mansion in the Mid-Levels Peninsula community.

That house had almost become a meeting point for their secret trysts, like an implication.

Nong Qingying initially made excuses, saying she had a cold, but in the end, she agreed.

He went over at nine o'clock in the morning and didn't leave until dusk. Su Yehao did his best.

When he returned to his apartment in Shun Tak Centre, he could only lie on the sofa.

Jiang Yu asked him, "What's wrong?"

Su Yehao came up with a pre-prepared reason, telling her, "I slipped and fell down the stairs, I sprained my back, I guess I'll have to rest for three to five days to get better..."