A writer has arrived in the Chinese entertainment industry.

Su Liu was yawning, sitting in the passenger seat with a look of utter despair, her eyes filled with tears from lack of sleep.

"So, I'm saying, is it really necessary for me to do this kind of thing?"

In the driver's seat, An Wenxiu was holding the steering wheel. She glanced at Su Liu's languid appearance out of the corner of her eye, reminding herself that she was driving, and suppressed the urge to punch him.

"Don't even think about being a hands-off boss forever. My new book is about to be released, I need to secure overseas rights, and now I have to make a movie. Don't you know how busy I am?"

"Hmm, so there are so many things involved."

Su Liu looked completely serious, showing no sign of guilt and displaying no awareness of his role as a boss.

"How dare you say that!"

"Sister Wenxiu, your complaints are unbecoming of an urban elite."

"Have you ever seen urban elites working like oxen every day? Why can't I sit in a well-lit office building, overlooking the city view, and sipping an iced Americano?"

"You actually like iced Americano? You're such a pervert."

"Is that the point?!"

"Alright, alright, stop being stubborn."

An Wenxiu is usually calm and wise, but she occasionally loses her composure when facing Su Liu.

The Shanghai Film Group headquarters is located in Shencheng Cinema Plaza on Caoxi North Road in the XH District, which is only a ten-minute drive from Huashan Road. After parking their car in the plaza, the two saw three towering buildings in front of them.

The plaza entrance faces the Shanghai Film Museum, while the two buildings on either side are the Shanghai Film Group's office buildings.

"Pretty impressive," Su Liu sighed.

"Let's go. Have you got the script?" An Wenxiu led him toward the building on the left.

Su Liu followed behind, carrying a file folder.

"Sister Wenxiu, you seem like the boss to me. I look more like a junior employee who just joined the company and is running errands for you."

That's true. An Wenxiu's figure was as upright as a bamboo, wrapped in a well-tailored suit skirt, her seven-centimeter matte black high heels tapping steadily on the granite floor, her shoulder-length dark chestnut hair swaying slightly with her capable steps.

In contrast, Su Liu was carrying a file folder and looked utterly dejected.

"snort."

An Wenxiu chuckled softly.

As the two approached the building, they saw a middle-aged woman in her forties come out and greet An Wenxiu with a smile.

"Wenxiu".

An Wenxiu quickly stepped forward and said, "Sister Li."

Only then did the other party's gaze turn to Su Liu.

"This must be our great writer, Su."

An Wenxiu immediately introduced him to Su Liu, "This is Li Fei, the president of Shanghai Film Investment Company, President Li."

"Hello, Ms. Li." Su Liu stepped forward and shook hands with her.

"Hello," she said, naturally gesturing with her left hand, "Come on, let's go upstairs and talk."

The two followed her to the president's office on the 11th floor.

"Please sit down."

Li Fei sat down on a single sofa in the reception area, his hands folded on his knees. An Wenxiu and Su Liu sat down on a long sofa to one side.

"Sister Wenxiu, this is the high-end office building you wanted, isn't it?"

"What?" Li Fei looked at An Wenxiu in surprise.

"Don't listen to his nonsense," An Wenxiu said, taking the file folder and handing it over. "Sister Li, take a look at the script."

"Great, I'm really looking forward to Su Da's work."

She opened the file bag and saw the words "Sharp Blade Drawn" written on the cover.

The first page contained the entire story outline, detailing every important moment in the film. Li Fei, with over a decade of production experience and countless scripts to his name, recognized the project's potential with just a cursory glance.

The movie "Knives Out" grossed over $600 million worldwide in its previous life, achieving both critical and commercial success. Although its story isn't top-notch from a mystery perspective, its brilliance lies in the fact that a good person, simply by making choices that don't violate their conscience, inexplicably wins in the end.

The idea is quite positive, and as long as it is properly localized, it will fit perfectly in mainland China.

As the female CEO scrolled down, she asked, "Have you done a budget?"

"We don't have a detailed budget yet," Su Liu said. "However, most of the story takes place in a mountain villa, so the scale isn't large and the budget shouldn't be too high. It should be able to be kept under 30 million."

"Thirty million is a lot. How many companies have you contacted?"

"We've only approached Shanghai Film Studio so far," An Wenxiu said with a smile. "If there's a good project, Sister Li will definitely be the first person we think of."

Although Li Fei hadn't finished reading the script, she had already made her decision. Leaning slightly forward, she said, "Thirty million, we'll invest in Shanghai Film Group. Not only that, we have ready-made solutions for personnel, venues, and supporting resources to ensure the project progresses efficiently. As for the subsequent copyright and..."

"Wait a minute," An Wenxiu immediately interrupted her, "Sister Li, we're here to cooperate, are you trying to swallow us whole?"

Li Fei was taken aback. "Isn't that what you meant?"

"Of course not. We at Revive Culture specialize in copyright management. How could we possibly give you our copyrights?"

"But Wenxiu, aren't you dealing with book copyrights? That's not the same as making movies."

"That's why this is our company's first film and television project, and we need to use it to open up new territory. We definitely need to take the lead in this project, and the copyright is definitely not going to you."

Li Fei stared wide-eyed, as if in disbelief.

"An Wenxiu, you were just calling me Sister Li, but now you've shown your true colors."

"Haha, Sister Li, we're just talking business."

"You mean, we, Shanghai Film Group, are providing the money, the personnel, and the venue, just to work for you?"

"Isn't the box office revenue enough? We're also willing to share the subsequent IP and derivative development with you."

Su Liu seized the opportunity to interject, "We plan to make the story of 'Sharp Blade Unsheathed' into a series."

After listening, Li Fei lowered his gaze, thought for a moment, and said, "Even if you were to take control, does your Revival Culture have the capability?"

"Sister Li doesn't believe me?" An Wenxiu smiled confidently.

The two went back and forth, neither willing to back down. For Shanghai Film Group, box office revenue alone is only a small amount of money. Holding the copyright and having the potential for further development is the only way to maximize profits.

An Wenxiu was sometimes tough, sometimes cunning, and sometimes subtly weak, her negotiation rhythm smooth and experienced. Li Fei felt as if he were punching a steel plate covered in velvet, each force being invisibly neutralized.

"Sister Li, forgive my bluntness," An Wenxiu said calmly and clearly, "It's useless for you to have the copyright. I'll be blunt and say that apart from our Su Liu, no one can do this series well."

Su Liu immediately said, "President Li, you've been making films for so many years, you should understand that some films focus more on directing ability, while others focus more on the script. You should be able to see that the story of 'Knives Out' is primarily script-driven."

After pondering for a moment, Li Fei suddenly smiled and said to Su Liu, "You and your Director An certainly have lofty ambitions."

Half an hour later, Su Liu and An Wenxiu walked out of the Shanghai Film Building. Li Fei finally agreed to their conditions, acknowledging the cooperation framework with Fusu Culture as the main controller and both parties working together on the development, but they needed to submit a detailed budget before the details of the cooperation could be agreed upon.

After the two got into the car, An Wenxiu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "We've finally taken the first step."

"Yes," Su Liu said, "but next, we need to find a seasoned producer."

"Don't worry, I already have someone in mind."

"Wow," Su Liu said in a sweet, cloying tone, "Sister Wenxiu! You're such a reassuring person!"

An Wenxiu felt a chill and quickly pushed him away. She stepped on the gas, and the white Volkswagen Tiguan sped off and merged into the traffic.

After dropping Su Liu off at the company, An Wenxiu did not get out of the car.

"You go back first, I need to go to Yanjing right away."

Su Liu's eyes lit up. "So that means I'm not involved?"

"You're dreaming! Your new book is about to be released, and the Phoenix Society has arranged an interview. You need to go to Nanjing immediately tomorrow."

An Wenxiu's words struck him like a bolt from the blue. For the past two years, Su Liu had traveled to various countries for countless interviews. Because of his handsome appearance, he had been wantonly humiliated by countless passionate young women. Their breasts were like landmines, their buttocks like millstones, and their legs as powerful as if equipped with hydraulic devices, causing Su Liu unbearable suffering. This also led him to develop interview-related PTSD.

The thought of participating in another interview made him tremble uncontrollably.

He staggered into the company like a zombie, then suddenly turned around and called out, "Sister Wenxiu."

"Um?"

Su Liu pointed at her and said, "It's very cold in Yanjing now, wear more clothes, or you'll freeze to death."

An Wenxiu turned her head, and the white Volkswagen Tiguan drove away.