The King of Soft Rice in Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 211 is coming up soon.
Liu Qianqian had a beautiful idea, but some things don't mean exactly what the speaker thinks, but rather what the listener thinks.

Therefore, for Da Mimi, she didn't feel much of a sense of being won over.

"Bastards... They're all a bunch of bastards!" After dealing with her parents at home, Yang Mi returned to her own little world and punched her pillow several times.

Her chest heaved, her face was filled with resentment, and she felt like crying.

After a while, Yang Mi finally managed to control her emotions and sat down at the small desk, but she looked utterly dejected.

She could easily imagine what it would be like if she ever came into their sights, what they would do to her, and what demands they would make of her.

After all, she wasn't like Gao Yuanyuan, who had several best-selling novels to her name, was a well-known writer, and came from an aerospace research institute; nor was she like Fan Bingbing, who had the wildly popular role of Little Swallow and was a national idol with extremely high popularity; and she was even less like Liu Qianqian, who had an extremely doting mother who would do everything according to her daughter's wishes without any compromise—Yang Mi had her doubts about Liu Qianqian, but surely her family background wasn't fake, right?

As for the other two women with systems that I learned about tonight, Li Yunxin and Angela Lindwo, they are even further out of reach.

So what if you have a system? If you can't accumulate capital, you still can't get on the table.

In those simulated futures, when I get tricked, deceived, and treated like a puppet, is it really because I'm stupid? Damn it, if I don't do these things, I won't even get a seat at the table!
Even so, in those simulated futures, she could only barely be considered to be at the table, and she still had to be mindful of other people's opinions.

Heavy breaths came one after another, her fists clenched and unclenched, and after a long while, Yang Mi finally let out a long breath.

“This is not my destiny…it absolutely is not!” she murmured to herself.

Yang Mi knew, of course, that no matter what, she was a person with a system. She couldn't compare to them, but she was definitely better than others.

Furthermore, if she so desired, she could easily portray herself as a free agent and navigate among them with ease.

But she is not reconciled.

Why should she have to fawn over everyone when she already has such an amazing experience? Why can't she control her own destiny and do things her own way?!

"Calm down, you need to calm down. You're still behind the scenes, an ally of Liu Tianxian. It's not the worst time yet." Yang Mi took a deep breath.

However, the practice of guiding mothers to engage in education and training can be stopped, or rather, the scale should not be expanded too much.

This set has been repackaged and given to Liu Qianqian, who then showed it off to Fan Bingbing and the others. According to Liu Qianqian's description, they seem quite interested—if Liu Qianqian wasn't exaggerating.

If I continue doing this, not only will it take up a lot of my energy, but if Fan Bingbing and the others find out and make connections, then things will get bad.

Although the chances are very small, Yang Mi dares not gamble... Well, that's not really important. What really matters to her is that if she does this, the resources she accumulates won't be in her own hands.

In many simulated futures, you might be used and then kicked out by certain people because you don't have many resources and can only exchange them for a few bargaining chips.

This is why she is so obsessed with becoming a capitalist.

"Okay, I can't make any rash moves for at least six months, and then... I'll try to find a way to act in the same movie or TV series as him." Yang Mi finally told herself this.

If... if there is still a chance to fight back, it will only fall on him.

Of course, she didn't expect him to be of much help, but if he said a few words for her, or even just didn't say anything—just enough to make them think he would speak up for her—then she would! Flip the table!

At this moment, Da Mimi was unusually calm and mature.
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In contrast, Liu Xiaoli was much more composed. As always, she used her words and body language to make the person she valued feel comfortable and at ease, and she kept Yang Rong on the team.

"I heard that although filming hasn't been officially announced as finished yet, it should all be done, right, Rongrong?" she asked with a smile.

"Yes, there might be a few scattered shots that need to be reshot, but overall it's pretty much done," Yang Rong nodded. "Oh, it's just that we might start post-production after the New Year."

"So, what are your plans for the future?" Liu Xiaoli asked again with a smile.

"Godmother!" Yang Rong called out somewhat shyly.

“It’s nothing. I just wanted to say that after the New Year, you should find some time to invite him out, and I’ll accompany you and help you win him over,” Liu Xiaoli said.

"Is...is it okay?" Yang Rong asked, her eyes wide.

"Why not?" Liu Xiaoli patted her head. "You and Haohao are both goddaughters."

"Then... thank you, godmother!" Yang Rong said happily.

After finalizing the matter, they exchanged a few more words before the young woman took her leave, skipping and hopping out of the study.

After she left, Liu Xiaoli breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed her forehead.

The beautiful woman hadn't initially planned to confront the little rascal so soon, but today she received some astonishing news. Her foolish daughter was unaware of what the names of the third young lady of the Li family and the deputy director of the Greater China region of Columbia meant. How could she not know?

Although Liu Xiaoli wasn't worried, after all, she and her younger brother were quite closely tied together, not to mention... but that didn't mean she could rest easy.

Everyone is eyeing him covetously. If he can't maintain his position with him, he'll probably be overtaken by them soon.

She had just felt that things were getting out of control because her younger brother had asked her for some vitamins that could imbue him with skills after they met up—she had no idea who was using those vitamins with skills—so she decided to move up the time for their official meeting. Therefore, she decided to do it even earlier to give her younger brother a surprise.

“I know, I know. Acting in ‘Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils’ with my daughter, then having Zhang Jizhong hype it up, and then meeting him formally when he’s suspicious, will definitely leave him with the deepest impression…” Liu Xiaoli sighed, “But that’s how reality is. Plans never keep up with changes.”

Even before she upgraded her first skill, when she was accumulating her first pot of gold through short-term trading, she basically understood this principle. All her subsequent experiences were just reinforcing this understanding.

"Forget it, I was wondering if Lingfei and Erfei would be enough, but now it seems... it's probably not enough. Luckily, we signed a few more girls." Liu Xiaoli sighed.

She checked the time, got up and went out, walking down the corridor to the innermost room. She opened the door quietly and stood by the small crib, looking at the sleeping baby inside with a gentle expression.

After a long while, Liu Xiaoli shook her head and said, "Xiao Er, your father is such a little rascal."

01 has finally come to an end. Many things have just begun, and many things have started to change beyond recognition. As for what will happen in the end, no one knows.

Everyone only knows part of the truth. If we can be honest with each other, we can piece together the real situation. But is that possible?
(End of this chapter)