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

In October, a thin layer of cold mist hangs over the river in Zigui, Hubei.

Along the Xiangxi River, the autumn wind swirled fallen leaves, making a twilight around them before they drifted leisurely into the distance.

Gu Heng stood on the bluestone road not far away, holding a thick trench coat in his hand, his gaze fixed on the slender figure by the river.

Yang Mi was dressed in coarse linen clothes, her hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin, and a few stray hairs hung down by her ears, slightly disheveled by the river wind. She sat quietly on a river stone that had become smooth from years of erosion, staring blankly at the rolling eastward river.

It's been half a month.

Gu Heng had been living in constant fear and anxiety for the past two weeks.

To help this girl portray Wang Zhaojun well, he sent her to this remote and impoverished area to experience life there. But the result was quite different; it was as if the little fox had been possessed.

He watched helplessly as the once fierce little fox gradually became silent and reserved. She learned to walk like a woman from the Han Dynasty, without revealing her skirt, and she learned to look at people with a sorrowful, heartbreaking gaze.

Yang Mi now seems to truly embody the image of Wang Zhaojun, who was about to leave her homeland and travel far beyond the Great Wall.

Gu Heng's heart skipped a beat.

broken.

While method acting can produce masters, what if you were to use your own wife...

No, if he makes his own childhood sweetheart go crazy, then this deal will be a huge loss. That sweetheart who would bare her teeth at him over a shrimp—could she really have been swept away by the Zigui River?

"Honey".

Gu Heng walked over and gently draped his trench coat over her shoulders, speaking very softly, as if afraid of disturbing this beauty from two thousand years ago.

The girl sitting on the rock trembled slightly.

She slowly turned her head.

Those once bright and mischievous eyes were now filled with a depth as deep as an ancient well. She looked at Gu Heng, her lips moving slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but then stopped herself, her brows furrowed with an unyielding sorrow.

Gu Heng's heart tightened.

This time they really messed up.

Just as he was frantically searching his mind for the psychologist's contact information, preparing to intervene urgently, Yang Mi spoke up.

"Old Gu..."

Yang Mi spoke, her voice hoarse and trembling slightly.

"I am here." Gu Heng subconsciously picked up the act, trying to help her gradually break out of character.

"I'm starving..."

Yang Mi's previously sorrowful expression instantly crumbled, her deep eyes flashing with a green light. She slumped from her dignified posture, shouting, "For the past two weeks, I've been eating nothing but bland food, not a drop of oil in sight! I want roast duck! I want hot pot! I want tripe! I want cola!!!"

Finally, she even grabbed Gu Heng's arm and twisted it fiercely: "If you don't take me out for a big meal for our first meal back in Beijing, I'll bite you to death! Waaaaah..."

Gu Heng stared at the girl who was throwing a tantrum on his arm for three seconds, stunned.

Then he let out a long sigh and smiled.

Thank goodness.

My greedy and proud little fox is still alive.

"Let's go! Back to Beijing!" Gu Heng ruffled her hair with his hand. "I'll feed you all you can!"

……

Back in Beijing, the pace of life suddenly picked up.

As soon as Yang Mi returned to Beijing Film Academy to return from her leave, she was besieged by various media outlets.

Fortunately, with Su Qing, the top agent, in front of them, apart from being exhausted from tutoring like a dog, nothing went wrong.

After filming wrapped up for "Crazy Stone," Ning Hao took all the footage and plunged into the editing room at the Beijing Film Academy. It's said that to save money, he even turned that tiny editing room into his bedroom, where he ate, drank, and relieved himself.

Gu Heng wasn't idle either.

The office of Vision Capital.

Su Qing, wearing high heels, slammed three thick folders onto Gu Heng's desk.

"Mr. Gu, the company's site selection plan is all here."

The company has grown too fast, and the old place was really cramped. We've only been here for less than a year, and there's already not enough space.

Now we not only need to accommodate investment teams, but also make room for entertainment teams that are about to take off.

Gu Heng didn't rush to look at the documents.

He turned to look at Chen Kai, who was sitting next to him like a mascot.

"Old Chen, how much usable cash do we have left in the account?"

This is a question that must be clarified.

The previous series of actions were like throwing money away like water.

Chen Kai pushed up his glasses, and a hint of fervor, which only people in the financial field could understand, flashed in his eyes, which always had faint dark circles.

"Mr. Gu, our fund pool has now been divided into two parts."

Chen Kai stood up, pulled out a newly printed report from the folder, and handed it to Gu Heng.

"The first part is the return on investment from 'Bright Sword'. With the first run on CCTV and the second run on various local TV stations, we have currently recouped 16 million yuan."

Gu Heng nodded; this was expected.

"The key point is the second piece."

Chen Kai's voice rose slightly, trembling slightly.

"The money we have in the stock market."

"At the end of last year, you told me to put all my spare funds, including your secret little treasury, into those few stocks."

"These past six months have been absolutely amazing! We..." Chen Kai was so excited that he was gesturing wildly, and he was about to start talking about candlestick charts, swing trading, and the amazing operations of Baosteel warrants.

"stop."

Gu Heng raised his hand to interrupt his spellcasting, "No need for details, it's not time to close the net yet. Just tell me, besides the money locked in the stock account, how much liquid capital do you have left?"

Chen Kai quickly ran through the numbers in his mind: "After deducting the publicity and distribution expenses reserved for 'Stone', there are also the operating costs for the next quarter... It's about 22 million."

"Twenty-two million."

Gu Heng chewed on the number, a slight smile playing on his lips. "That's enough."

He picked up the site selection plan that Su Qing handed him.

Su Qing immediately got into the zone and began her commentary.

"Option A, Wanda Plaza in the CBD. It's a great location, exactly the kind of upscale place you initially wanted, Mr. Gu. It's prestigious to work and conduct business there, and it's surrounded by top companies, creating a vibrant business atmosphere."

Gu Heng flipped through two pages and tossed them aside.

Too expensive. We spent too much money before, so we can't afford it. Besides, it's someone else's territory.

"Option B, Zhongguancun E-World. That's a hub for tech upstarts, and if we want to focus on online copyright and video services in the future, there are policy supports there."

Gu Heng didn't look at it much.

Zhongguancun is too congested, and it's full of tech-savvy nerds; it's not suitable for our entertainment company.

Su Qing paused, then pointed to the last document, which looked the least conspicuous.

"I don't really recommend Option C, but since we happen to have this plate, I'll just include it."

"It's located near Jimen Bridge, just a three-minute walk from the south gate of Beijing Film Academy. The original landlord was a businessman from Wenzhou. The building was completed, but his cash flow dried up, so he was in a hurry to sell it."

"A five-story detached house with a total floor area of ​​2,200 square meters, including a private yard and eighteen ground-level parking spaces. The asking price is 19.8 million, which translates to 9,000 per square meter."

"The advantage is that it's a stand-alone building with a private yard, offering good privacy. The disadvantages are... it's a bit far from the commercial center, and the decorating style is a bit outdated."

Su Qing originally intended to use this as a backup option to make up the numbers.

After all, how could an ambitious man like Gu Heng, who is determined to build a business empire, possibly be interested in this kind of building with a rural-urban fringe style?

"That's it."