Reborn in the Chinese Entertainment Industry: My Childhood Sweetheart is Boss Yang

Capital International Airport.

In August, the temperature in Beijing is not much more subdued than in Chongqing.

But compared to the humid heat of Chongqing, the dry heat of Beijing felt much more welcoming to Gu Heng.

"It's back to life! It tastes just like before!"

Yang Mi took a deep breath and then let out a long sigh, completely disregarding her image.

Gu Heng followed behind, pushing a luggage cart with three boxes piled on it.

Two are Yang Mi's battle outfits, one is Liu Yifei's fairy outfit, and his own is just a backpack slung over his shoulder.

"You're just homesick, aren't you? You're just missing your two-meter-wide bed." Gu Heng mercilessly exposed Yang Mi's lie.

Liu Yifei walked beside them, wearing a beige fisherman's hat that only revealed her fair and delicate chin. Hearing the two bickering, she couldn't help but chuckle.

Outside the arrival gate, a black Mercedes-Benz van had been waiting for some time.

Today's Vision Capital is no longer the makeshift operation it once was. Although Gu Heng himself is as low-key as an ordinary passerby, the shrewd people in the administration department still managed to acquire a few cars to enhance their image.

After all, President Gu may not need to open, but the company cannot exist.

The driver was Wang Gang, a retired soldier recruited by Chen Kai. He was a man of few words, meticulous in his work, and had excellent eyesight. Upon seeing the group come out, he immediately stepped forward and took their luggage.

"Mr. Gu, thank you for your hard work."

"Let's take Qianqian and Aunt Liu home first." Gu Heng opened the car door and gestured for them to go, displaying impeccable gentlemanly manners.

Liu Xiaoli took off her sunglasses and nodded slightly to Gu Heng. The initial scrutiny in her eyes was gone, replaced by a hint of intimacy. "Gu Heng, thank you so much for taking care of Qianqian on set this time."

"Auntie, you're too kind. Sisi is my friend, it's only right."

Gu Heng's answer was perfectly flawless.

The car drove onto the airport expressway and headed west.

The car door closed, and the air conditioning instantly shut out the summer heat. A Mercedes is a Mercedes after all; the shock absorption is so good it makes you want to sleep.

Liu Yifei looked tired and dozed off, leaning on her mother's shoulder. Yang Mi, on the other hand, was still full of energy, watching the fleeting street scenes through the car window and humming an unknown tune.

First, they sent the Liu family mother and daughter to a high-end villa area in Shunyi.

As she got out of the car, Liu Yifei seemed to want to say something, but after glancing at her mother beside her, she simply waved and said, "Well... see you when school starts."

See you when school starts.

Watching the Mercedes drive away, Liu Xiaoli thoughtfully withdrew her gaze and patted her daughter's hand: "This Gu Heng is deep and shrewd, and he's experienced in doing things. You two can get to know each other better at school."

Liu Yifei blinked, thinking: Mom, you didn't say that before.

……

After dropping off the "fairy sister," the atmosphere in the car clearly relaxed considerably.

Yang Mi, completely disregarding her image, crossed her legs on the chair, pulled a bag of beef jerky from her bag, and started munching on it: "Hey, I didn't dare say anything in front of Sister Xiaoli just now. Look at the look in her eyes, she wanted to find out everything about you. Old Gu, you're in high demand now."

"Eat yours, or I'll throw you down there." Gu Heng rolled his eyes at her, reached into her bag, snatched the biggest piece of beef jerky, and stuffed it into his mouth.

The car entered the Second Ring Road and turned into that familiar old town area.

Turning from the wide asphalt road into the narrow, secluded alleyways, the pace slowed down. On either side were mottled gray walls and gray tiles, and overhead towering trees, with the occasional coo of a pigeon piercing the azure sky. This was the true essence of Beijing, carrying a languid, noble air.

Passing by the north entrance of Nanluoguxiang, not far to the west is Fuxiang Hutong.

Gu Heng had been resting with his eyes closed, thinking about the upcoming start of the school year. As the car passed a rather old-fashioned mansion, he suddenly opened his eyes.

That address number was extremely eye-catching.

No. 15 Fuxiang Hutong.

The courtyard gate was tightly closed, the vermilion paint peeling off as if it had a skin disease, the pair of stone lions at the gate were so weathered that it was almost impossible to tell which was male and which was female, and even a few foxtail grasses were growing on the wall, making it look quite dilapidated.

If my memories from my past life are correct, this is the legendary Jin Wang Family Mansion.

Back in 2024, this large courtyard house, covering nearly 2,000 square meters, was auctioned off by the court and ultimately sold for 200 million yuan. In the heart of Beijing, where land is incredibly valuable, this was a one-of-a-kind item, the kind you couldn't buy even if you had the money.

"Stop the car," Gu Heng suddenly said.

Wang Gang reacted extremely quickly, slamming on the brakes and bringing the car to a steady stop on the side of the road.

"What's wrong? Did you forget something?" Yang Mi was startled by the sudden braking, and the half-eaten beef jerky in her mouth almost fell onto her pants.

Gu Heng lowered the car window and stared at the tightly closed door for a few seconds.

It was 2005. Although Beijing's housing prices had begun to rise, and the price of courtyard houses had also increased accordingly, it was certainly not yet at the outrageous levels of later generations. In particular, many people avoided these large courtyard houses, which currently had complicated property rights and were in disrepair.

But Gu Heng knew that in two years, with the arrival of the Olympics, the value of this area would explode exponentially.

Gu Heng withdrew his gaze.

"Brother Wang, tell Chen Kai later. Have him check the background of the courtyard at No. 15 Fuxiang Hutong. Regardless of who owns the property, I want to buy it."

Wang Gang, who was in front of him, was shocked. Was the boss going to buy the Prince's Mansion?

But his high level of professionalism kept him from changing his expression; he simply nodded and said, "Yes, Mr. Gu, I've got it."

Yang Mi's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and she completely forgot to chew the beef jerky in her mouth.

"You...you want to buy this dilapidated yard? It looks even worse than our whole area!"

"You don't understand." Gu Heng leaned back in his chair and said with a smile, "This is called collecting time."

Actually, this is called collecting dumplings.

This courtyard is less than 500 meters from his home. If he manages to acquire it, it will become his base of operations in Beijing. Whether he uses it as a private club or lives there himself, it will instantly elevate his status.

Imagine having tea with big investors in this centuries-old courtyard, discussing multi-billion dollar projects. That would be amazing.

Tsk tsk.

The car restarted.

First, they dropped Yang Mi off at the entrance of the alley. As soon as the car stopped, Yang Mi jumped out with practiced ease and then unceremoniously directed Wang Gang to help her unload the two large suitcases.

"Alright, don't bother seeing me off, I'll go back myself." Yang Mi turned around and made a face at Gu Heng. "Don't forget to treat me to hot pot tomorrow! I can't eat a single meal of the boxed lunches from the crew!"

"Okay, you glutton." Gu Heng waved his hand. "Get lost, don't keep Uncle Yang waiting."

Watching the girl drag her suitcase and skip away like a clumsy bird returning to its nest, Gu Heng shook his head, but a smile unconsciously crept onto his lips.

"Brother Wang, please take me home."

"Okay."