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

Sure enough, a week later.

Rongxinda has given its word.

A brand new, completely revised contract was faxed to Attorney Zhang's office.

Yang Mi immediately told Gu Heng about the contents of the new contract.

"Heng-ge! Guess what?"

"The contract term has been changed from eight years to five years!"

"The revenue sharing ratio has changed! It's no longer 20/80, but a tiered system. If the resources are brought in by us ourselves, the company only takes a 20% management fee!"

"And that penalty for breach of contract, originally eight million, has been reduced to two million!"

The girl's voice was filled with joy.

Gu Heng listened, and he understood that Rong Xinda was willing to make concessions to this extent because of Attorney Zhang's professional competence, and also because Li Xiaowan genuinely believed in Yang Mi's potential.

After all, in this day and age, it's rare to find a talent like Yang Mi who is gifted, has audience appeal, and possesses a natural child star aura.

Gu Heng affirmed, "This is a good thing. It shows they are genuinely sincere in nurturing you."

Yang Mi nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes! My mom is beaming with joy and said she's going to treat Attorney Zhang to dinner tonight to thank him properly."

Gu Heng said, "It's only right. Spending a little money to avoid a huge pitfall for the next eight years is a worthwhile deal."

"Mmm!" Yang Mi responded emphatically, then changed the subject.

"Heng-ge, from refusing to come with us at the beginning, to reminding us to get the contract back, and then suggesting that my dad find a lawyer...did you already know that the contract had a problem?"

Gu Heng yawned.

"I'm not that amazing. I just think that when it comes to something as important as one's future, it's always good to be careful."

"Fine, don't tell me then."

Yang Mi snorted but didn't ask any further questions.

The girl's intuition told her that Gu Heng knew far more than he showed.

But what does it matter?

Anyway, he would never harm himself.

After hanging up the phone, Gu Heng stretched.

Yang Xiaosong's matter is now on the right track.

Now, he should go and take care of his own business.

This time, Gu Heng arranged to meet his uncle at a lively, down-to-earth street-side restaurant.

"What the heck?"

With a toothpick in his mouth and a bottle of beer in his hand, Liu Jun was completely stunned after hearing Gu Heng's plan.

"You want to invest that hundred thousand dollars in stocks in the US through my distant cousin in Hong Kong?"

Liu Jun reached out to touch Gu Heng's forehead.

"Hengzi, are you running a fever? Come here, let your uncle feel your fever. Aren't you afraid all your money will go down the drain?"

Gu Heng slapped away the hand that was reaching out to him.

"Uncle, let me ask you something."

Gu Heng picked up his chopsticks, took a peanut, and put it in his mouth, chewing it slowly.

"Was it me who helped you earn that hundred thousand or so?"

Liu Jun was taken aback, then nodded obediently.

"Yes."

"Is your cousin in Hong Kong reliable?" Gu Heng asked again.

Liu Jun hesitated this time. He picked up the bottle and took another big gulp, then smacked his lips.

"I can't say for sure about his character, but he definitely wouldn't care about this little bit of money we have."

Seeing Gu Heng looking at him, Liu Jun explained.

"I heard from my mom and your grandma that that old guy went to Hong Kong to make his fortune back in the 70s. Now he owns a trading company and deals with foreigners. His company's daily turnover is more than ten times that amount. It's not worth ruining his reputation for such a small amount of money."

Gu Heng smiled after hearing this.

He threw the peanut shells in his hand onto the table.

"That settles it then."

Liu Jun gritted his teeth and downed the beer in his glass in one gulp.

"Okay! I trust you! Just tell me what to do, and I'll take care of it!"

Over the next few days, Liu Jun experienced firsthand what speed and passion truly meant.

He first braved the scorching sun and made a long-distance call for half an hour in a public phone booth to his Hong Kong cousin.

"Hey? Uncle! It's me, Liu Jun! Yes, yes, my sister's son wants to open an account... What? There's a 1% transaction fee?"

Then there's the outflow of funds.

In 2002, it was virtually impossible to legally convert tens of thousands of RMB into US dollars and transfer them overseas.

The only way is through those underground banks.

On a sweltering afternoon, Liu Jun followed the other party's instructions, carrying a travel bag full of cash, and walked into a winding alley.

When he handed the bag to a man wearing sunglasses whose face he couldn't see clearly, his palms were sweating, and he felt like he was in a police movie.

If this money goes down the drain, how will he explain it to his nephew?

During those days, Liu Jun lost a lot of weight, couldn't eat or sleep well, and was constantly on edge.

Gu Heng, however, acted as if nothing had happened.

Go to school when it's time to go, and do your homework with Yang Mi when it's time to do your homework together.

Even Yang Mi couldn't resist pinching his cheek.

"Hey, it's over ten thousand, aren't you worried at all?"

Gu Heng grabbed her mischievous little hand and smiled.

"What's there to worry about? Just wait to become a little rich woman."

Summer vacation is halfway over, it's mid-August.

A long-awaited transoceanic call finally reached Liu Jun's cell phone late at night.

A US securities account has been successfully opened.

The total amount of US$12,411 has been fully credited to your account.

Liu Jun immediately informed Gu Heng of the news.

Gu Heng said over the phone.

"Uncle, tell them over there, immediately, right now, to buy NetEase stock."

"NetEase?" Liu Jun was taken aback. "How much?"

"Full position".

Gu Heng's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Liu Jun's hand trembled, and he almost dropped his phone.

"All...all of my capital?!"

All in?!

Put all your money into one stock?!

What's the difference between this and a gambler?!

But he dared not ask, nor dared he offer any advice.

"Yes." Gu Heng's voice was clear and firm. "All in, go all in! Don't hesitate."

After hanging up the phone, Gu Heng stood by the window, looking at the quiet night scene of the capital city outside.

That stock, which was later hailed as a legend by countless investors and created a miracle of a thousandfold increase, is now lying quietly in a deserted corner of Nasdaq, ignored by everyone, at a price of one dollar and twenty-five cents.

The opportunity to change your destiny is right in front of you.

Now, he's about to take the first step.