Chinese entertainment industry has been booming since 2008.

Under the cover of night, the 152 Club resembles a modern palace hidden deep in a bamboo forest, with its ultimate privacy being its biggest selling point.

Fan Bingbing and Zhang Yang did not do anything excessive, after all, more people were coming, and it would not have a good impact.

Inside the private room, the lighting was deliberately adjusted, with several beams of warm light shining precisely on the tea table like stage spotlights. In the air, the coolness of the sandalwood and the mellowness of the Pu'er tea intertwined, creating a strange atmosphere that was both relaxing and unsettling.

The door was pushed open from the outside by a waiter, and Wang Jinghua walked into the private room under the waiter's guidance. Her steps were not fast, but each step carried a calm weight.

Wang Jinghua wore an elegant, modified cheongsam made of Xiangyun yarn, with a translucent glass-type jadeite pendant on her wrist. Although she didn't wear any jewels, she exuded a confident aura.

Wang Jinghua didn't exchange pleasantries with Fan Bingbing. Instead, she glanced at Zhang Yang seemingly unintentionally, wanting to assess his character.

After sizing up Zhang Yang, Wang Jinghua and Fan Bingbing exchanged a knowing glance.

Fan Bingbing stood up, her smile carrying just the right amount of intimacy and respect: "Sister Hua, let me introduce you, this is Zhang Yang."

"Hello, Zhang Yang."

Wang Jinghua extended her hand, her handshake brief but firm, her gaze like a precise probe, seemingly seeing through Zhang Yang from his appearance to his very bones in a short instant.

"Hello, Sister Hua."

Zhang Yang bowed slightly, his attitude neither humble nor arrogant.

After the tea master finished performing a complex tea ceremony, he quietly withdrew, leaving only three people in the private room. The white steam rising from the spout of the purple clay teapot, carrying the mellow aroma of top-grade Pu'er tea, wove an invisible net in the air.

Wang Jinghua picked up her teacup and got straight to the point. Her voice wasn't loud, but every word carried weight: "I've often heard Bingbing mention you lately. She often praises your talent. Meeting you today, I can see you are indeed an outstanding person."

At this point, Wang Jinghua put down her teacup, her gaze calm yet turbulent: "Zhang Yang, I'd like to invite you to join the investment company I'm about to start. What do you think? Are you interested?"

While Wang Jinghua and Zhang Yang were talking, Fan Bingbing served Zhang Yang tea at the opportune moment. Her elegant movements and silent gestures subtly emphasized her support.

Zhang Yang did not answer immediately. He gently stroked the warm cup with his fingertips, feeling the olive branch extended by the "godmother" of the mainland entertainment industry in front of him.

Zhang Yang raised his eyes, his gaze clear, and looked directly at Wang Jinghua: "Sister Hua's appreciation flatters me, but I'm curious, is it me as a person, or the connections behind me that you value?"

Zhang Yang's question was extremely bold, even somewhat offensive, causing Fan Bingbing's hand, which was adding tea, to pause almost imperceptibly.

Upon hearing this, Wang Jinghua's face revealed a faint smile, the kind of expression one would show upon spotting an interesting prey. She leaned forward slightly, her aura unconsciously spreading out and enveloping the entire space: "I'm the kind of person who only looks at results. You can come up with tens of millions to invest in a project like 'My Love from the Star,' and you can even get Bingbing to willingly protect you, a penniless male lead in the entertainment industry. I believe you're not just dabbling in the entertainment industry. That's one of the reasons I wanted to invite you to join my newly established investment company."

Wang Jinghua's words really appealed to Zhang Yang. To be honest, her reputation wasn't great, but what Zhang Yang needed most right now was a stepping stone.

Since family connections are no longer an option, if one wants to make a name for oneself in the entertainment industry, one needs to rebuild connections. Wang Jinghua has been in the entertainment industry for so many years, so her connections are naturally extensive. With her help, it will be much easier to work on other film and television projects in the future.

Most importantly, Zhang Yang plans to sell his fried chicken brand, Aikun Fried Chicken, as soon as "My Love from the Star" airs. Wang Jinghua should be able to help a lot with this. Also, with Wang Jinghua's connections, the next film and television project will be easier to handle and will save a lot of money.

After thinking for a long time, Zhang Yang decided to get into Wang Jinghua's car first. So, he smiled and said, "Thank you for your kind offer, Sister Hua. May I ask how many shares I will get in the new company?"

Upon hearing this, a faint ripple finally appeared on Wang Jinghua's calm face: "20%".

20%?

Zhang Yang wasn't satisfied with the small shareholding: "Sister Hua, only 20%, isn't that a bit too little?"

Wang Jinghua took a deep look at Zhang Yang, then leaned forward almost imperceptibly. This tiny movement caused her restrained yet undeniable aura to quietly spread out, like an invisible net slowly tightening.

"Zhang Yang, the entertainment industry is a deep and murky place, and so is the investment industry. The investment company I'm starting this time isn't just me; there are other partners. 20% of the shares is quite a lot. Your investment in this new company is like me bringing you into the industry. As a senior figure in the entertainment industry, I still have some connections and can help you out."

At this point, she finally picked up her teacup, but did not drink it. Instead, she gently stirred the floating leaves with the lid, making a soft clinking sound.

"It would be illogical for me to give you 80% of the shares in the new company, because the more shares you have, the more likely it is that you, as a newcomer, will be treated like a pig to be slaughtered."

Wang Jinghua's words make a lot of sense. If a newcomer to the industry tries to get rich quick from the start, they will most likely be overwhelmed by the sheer volume of food.

Zhang Yang picked up the teacup in front of him, feeling the warmth of the porcelain on his fingertips. He lowered his eyes, looking at the tea leaves floating in the cup, his eyes full of thought. When he looked up again, his eyes were clear.

"Sister Hua treated me with sincerity, so I will naturally treat her with sincerity in return. Coincidentally, I have a favor to ask of Sister Hua."

Zhang Yang's words were like a stone thrown into a deep pool; they didn't create ripples, but they made the undercurrents beneath the surface surge even more violently.

Wang Jinghua finally took a sip of tea, her movements slow and deliberate. When she put the teacup down, the bottom of the cup made a crisp "clang" sound against the saucer, which was particularly clear in the quiet private room.

"Can you help me?"

A subtle, enigmatic smile played on her lips, her gaze as deep and unfathomable as an ancient well.

"Zhang Yang, I've built up quite a network of connections in the industry over the years. How about this, I'll introduce you to some leaders from the purchasing departments of TV stations and radio stations sometime."

As Wang Jinghua finished speaking, Fan Bingbing chuckled at the opportune moment, her voice like jade striking jade: "Little brother Zhang Yang, with Sister Hua's help, 'My Love from the Star' will definitely fetch a good price."

Fan Bingbing's words seemed to be directed at Zhang Yang, but her gaze was respectfully fixed on Wang Jinghua, subtly setting the tone for the conversation.

"Thank you so much for your guidance, Sister Hua. We'll be partners from now on, and I'll definitely support you at Xin Gong in the future."

Zhang Yang was making a statement; he would fully support her in the new company, which was also what Wang Jinghua wanted. Of course, this statement was just a gesture; if it touched Zhang Yang's interests, he would immediately turn against her.