In the entertainment industry, everyone has been reborn, but who will be their servant?

Chapter 17 Who Says I Have No Money?

In the dead of night, the bustling streets of Hengdian lose their daytime vibrancy, and the Ming and Qing dynasty buildings are bathed in soft, ethereal light under the neon lights.

Qin Xuan lifted the curtain and saw that there were only a few tables of guests in the hall, with people slurping noodles and occasionally chatting quietly about things on set.

Qin Xuan ordered a bowl of beef noodles to go. As soon as he finished speaking, he looked in the direction of the sound and saw someone waving at him from a table by the window.

Qin Xuan took a few steps closer and asked uncertainly, "Are you...Teacher Liu?"

"It's me!" Liu Yifei lifted the brim of her hat back, pulled down her black-rimmed glasses, revealing her smooth forehead and flushed cheeks.

"I didn't expect you to be eating here." Qin Xuan smiled when he saw her.

As he spoke, he glanced at the person opposite Liu Yifei. The person looked familiar; it should be her mother, Liu Xiaoli.

Liu Yifei pulled her hat back down and pushed her glasses back into place, deliberately raising an eyebrow to tease him: "What, is it strange for someone like me to eat here?"

"No, no, it makes perfect sense." Qin Xuan waved his hand. He just assumed that celebrities like them would be in high-end hotels or Michelin-starred restaurants.

"Please sit here!"

Liu Yifei shifted her weight over, making room for half a chair, and then introduced, "This is my mom."

"Hello, Auntie!" Qin Xuan bowed slightly.

"Hello!" Liu Xiaoli greeted him with a polite smile, but her eyes were secretly sizing him up.

"This is the famous President Xuan." Liu Yifei said this time with obvious teasing.

Qin Xuan looked helpless and said to Liu Xiaoli, "You can just call me Xiao Xuan."

Liu Xiaoli didn't speak, but nodded slightly, still with that unique smile, which exuded a friendly aura.

"Sit down, don't stand." Liu Yifei patted the seat next to her.

"No, I've bought noodles, they'll be ready soon. I'll pack them up and take them home to eat. You guys eat them," Qin Xuan politely declined.

"It's perfect that you bought it. Just bring it here. Come on, don't be so polite, you big man." Liu Yifei was very enthusiastic and stood up to tug at him.

Qin Xuan was pulled down to sit, observing Liu Xiaoli's expression, and saw that she seemed normal.

Legend has it that this mother was very protective of her daughter and was extremely fierce. She wouldn't even allow anyone to sit next to her daughter. It's said that when she was riding in a car with Jimmy Lin, her mother would sit in the middle to separate them.

But there doesn't seem to be any reaction right now.

Liu Yifei should be 20 years old now, and Lin Zhiying already had a girlfriend at the time.

As always, Liu Yifei was naturally outgoing and cheerful. She asked, "What are you doing right now?"

"I haven't done anything, and no one dares to hire me, so I can only stay here," Qin Xuan said casually.

Liu Yifei paused, as if sensing his difficulty, and asked again, "So what are your plans?"

"I plan to fight back. The more they try to stop me, the more I'll do it. I can't let them look down on me," Qin Xuan said with a smile.

"For those with ambition."

Liu Yifei seemed to find a point of resonance, her face showing a hint of stubbornness: "Just like Huayi wanted me to sign with their company, I refused."

"Huayi is currently a leading company in the film and television industry. Signing with them is the best choice if you want to act in movies," Qin Xuan said fairly.

The film and television industry today is different from what it will be in the future. In the future, anyone with money and capital could become popular simply by hyping things up. Now, without film and television companies providing resources, it's very difficult to become popular.

To put it simply, becoming the top female star now is many times harder than it was later.

Look at the strength of leading ladies like Li Bailian, Fan Bingbing, and Zhang Ziyi. They all emerged at the beginning of the century and it took them many years and many works to achieve their current status.

Yang Mi becoming the top female star is a product of the era of internet traffic.

So now, without movies and resources, it's impossible to become the top actress, while these top resources are concentrated in the Beijing and Hong Kong entertainment circles.

To put it simply, although Liu Yifei is popular, she doesn't act in movies, which puts her at a disadvantage compared to them.

"Their company is a mess, with all sorts of shady practices like drinking with clients, let me tell you..."

Liu Yifei leaned to the side and lowered her voice: "Their boss is bisexual." "Huh?!" Qin Xuan feigned shock.

"It's true, I heard it from Li Bailian, so I told my mom I wouldn't sign it." Liu Yifei was also disgusted when she first heard it.

It took me several days to get used to it.

"Don't talk so much." Liu Xiaoli tapped her daughter's hand with her chopsticks.

Why do you tell everything to a stranger?

Liu Yifei realized she had said too much, stuck out her tongue, and reluctantly shut her mouth.

Liu Xiaoli turned to Qin Xuan and said in a gentle tone, "Given your current situation, it will be very difficult to get into this industry. No one will want you. Even if you want to start your own business, you won't have the funds. I advise you to change careers!"

"Auntie, you're joking. Who said I don't have the funds?" Qin Xuan said naturally.

"Someone is investing in you?" Liu Xiaoli raised an eyebrow, her expression skeptical. Who would be so audacious as to invest in this person these days? They're definitely on her blacklist.

"Of course no one will invest in me, but that doesn't mean I can't raise money," Qin Xuan said calmly.

Liu Yifei couldn't help but ask, "Where did you get the money?"

Liu Xiaoli was also very curious. She had heard about this person's background; he came from a rural area and was a farmer. How could he have money?

After all, he's already a celebrity; it's hard not to have heard of him.

Qin Xuan did not answer, but only smiled mysteriously.

Just then, the owner brought over a bowl of noodles and placed it on the table in front of him. He casually lowered his head and ate the noodles.

Liu Yifei, being straightforward, slapped his arm when she saw him like this and said, "Why are you still pretending?"

"This is a trade secret."

"I thought we were friends, but there's not even a shred of trust between us."

Liu Yifei sighed softly, turned to Qin Xuan's ear, and deliberately emphasized, "So! Heartbreaking!"

Qin Xuan was at a loss after being tricked by her, and said helplessly, "Okay, I'll tell you."

"No, you absolutely mustn't tell. This is a trade secret, keep it safe." Liu Yifei reached out to stop her, a triumphant smile on her face.

Liu Xiaoli was also finding it hard to bear her daughter's fussing behavior.

"Okay, then I won't say anything more."

"What's wrong with you? You're always talking, sometimes you don't, sometimes you don't." Liu Yifei got impatient again.

"Didn't you tell me not to say it?"

"If I tell you not to talk, then you won't talk, will you?"

"Alright, alright, Qianqian, stop making a fuss. It's their business secret, don't make things difficult for them." Liu Xiaoli couldn't stand it anymore.

Liu Yifei stopped joking.

When his elders spoke, Qin Xuan had no choice but to stop and continue eating his noodles, and the scene became quiet for a moment.

But as he ate, he felt uneasy, though he couldn't quite put his finger on it. It was as if he would feel guilty if he didn't say something.

So he put down his chopsticks and said, "Actually, solving the funding problem is not difficult for me."

Liu Yifei looked at him curiously with her almond-shaped eyes.

“Look, I don’t need any more people right now. As long as I have a project, a lot of people will come to help me, right?” Qin Xuan looked at the mother and daughter.

Liu Xiaoli and Liu Yifei nodded in unison.

That's true. If he wanted to, he could just shout and many people would respond, including many with formal training.

(End of this chapter)