Huayu 16: I Became the Dream-Fulfilling Master for Young Actresses

Chapter 97 Let's Sleep Together

"You can sleep well, and if you don't get a good night's sleep tonight, you'll have dark circles under your eyes when you meet President Feng tomorrow. He might think I'm abusing my assistant."

Seeing the unquestionable look in Chen Xingzhou's eyes, Zhou Ye could only lower his head and answer, "Yes—"

Chen Xingzhou nodded in satisfaction, took off his coat, and headed towards the bathroom.

"I'll take a shower first. You can organize today's conversation notes."

Zhou Ye stared at the closed bathroom door, but his mind was completely blank, with no thought whatsoever about work.

She glanced at Chen Xingzhou's coat, which he had tossed on the sofa, and seemed to smell the unique scent of hormones emanating from a man.

The sound of rushing water could be heard from inside, and Chen Xingzhou's blurry figure could even be seen from the outside.

Her face immediately flushed red, and she patted her cheeks hard.

"Zhou Ye, Zhou Ye, what are you thinking about? — You can't make a mistake!"

She took a deep breath, sat back down at her computer, and began recording the conversation.

But the image of Chen Xingzhou taking a shower in the bathroom still involuntarily appeared in her mind.

Fifteen minutes later, Chen Xingzhou came out of the bathroom.

His hair was still wet, and he was wearing a gray T-shirt and athletic shorts. Because of the moisture, the T-shirt would stick to his body from time to time as he moved, making his eight-pack abs faintly visible.

He glanced at Zhou Ye, took out a hairdryer from the closet, and went back into the bathroom to dry his hair.

Zhou Ye turned to look at him, her blush growing stronger, and her two long, white legs swayed unconsciously.

My senior has such a great physique!

I really want to—

Her thoughts raced, and she shook her head violently.

What is she thinking?

When did Zhou Ye become so thirsty?

After a minute, she glanced at the bathroom again, hesitated for a few seconds, and ultimately did not get up.

She really wanted to go up and help Chen Xingzhou blow-dry his hair, but she still felt she couldn't do that.

It's already inappropriate for a man and a woman to be alone in a room, and she even offered to blow-dry Chen Xingzhou's hair. Isn't that practically seduction?

Although looking at Chen Xingzhou's clothes, it seemed as if he was seducing her—

She must have seen it wrong!

She took a deep breath and suppressed those chaotic thoughts.

Even though she had attended several high-level meetings with Chen Xingzhou, she was still only nineteen years old and a freshman in college.

Her parents taught her from a young age that she shouldn't take things that don't belong to her, and she shouldn't stand where she shouldn't stand.

She also had beautiful fantasies about love.

It's true that she likes Chen Xingzhou, but she won't be a third party in Bai Mengyan and Chen Xingzhou's relationship.

We should at least wait until she finds time to ask about their relationship before making a move.

A short while later, Chen Xingzhou dried his hair, called to her, and went to sleep.

It was already midnight when Zhou Ye closed her laptop. She first quietly washed up, then squatted down in front of Chen Xingzhou and watched him quietly.

The room was left with only the faint light of the bedside lamp. Chen Xingzhou lay on his side on the sofa with his knees bent, covered by the thin blanket, with half of his shoulder exposed.

However, at this moment, Zhou Ye couldn't care less about being shy or excited; all he felt was self-blame and heartache.

Behind the monitor, he was Director Chen, the one who silenced everyone with a single word. Bai Mengyan was left standing on set in public by him, and Meng Ziyi never dared to act childish in front of him.

On camera, he is an idol loved by many.

But he was curled up on a sofa that wasn't long enough, just so she could sleep more comfortably.

Zhou Ye cursed himself inwardly, gently pulled the blanket back up to cover his shoulders, and then used his delicate fingers to gently massage his slightly furrowed brows.

Finally, Zhou Ye couldn't resist lowering his head and kissing Chen Xingzhou's forehead, then ran back to bed in a flash of embarrassment.

In the darkness, Zhou Ye lay awake, listening to Chen Xingzhou's soft breathing. His emotions remained unsettled, and it took him a long time to finally fall asleep.

The next morning, at Shenzhen Zhennanshan Science and Technology Park.

"Mr. Chen, regarding the staff stance system you mentioned yesterday, we had an internal group discussion last night."

Feng Ji stood up and pointed his finger at the whiteboard: "Three stances: chopping, thrusting, and standing. Each corresponds to a different attack rhythm and counter-attack logic."

"Once this design is implemented, its combat depth will be a level higher than all the previous plans we've come up with."

"But there's a problem: our motion team currently only has four people, and we'll need at least two more to develop this system—"

Furthermore, it requires rebuilding the animation state machine.

"Add it," Chen Xingzhou said. "As I said yesterday, for a 60 million plate, don't skimp on labor costs. You just need to tell me if you can make it."

Feng Ji and Yang Qi exchanged a glance.

Yang Qi pushed a bound document over from the other end of the conference table; the cover read "ProjectD Investment Intent Letter".

Feng Ji turned to the valuation page of the letter of intent and said, "President Chen, based on the direction you mentioned yesterday, we've discussed it internally: 60 million, exclusive Series A funding, with you holding 15% of the shares."

Chen Xingzhou shook his head slightly: "Fifteen percent is the price I'm only paying. What if I pay more than just money?"

Feng Ji paused for a moment, thought for a moment, and said, "Our team has discussed the directions you mentioned in your email. These suggestions are indeed not something that a purely financial investor can provide."

He adjusted his glasses. "Twenty-five percent."

Chen Xingzhou shook his head again: "President Feng, you know yourself that what you're doing now is still just a mobile game framework."

"From mobile games to single-player AAA games, there are team expansions and technical challenges in between. Without my money and direction, you would have to figure it out yourselves."

"I want 30%."

"Thirty percent." Feng Ji repeated the number. "President Chen, this percentage is twenty percent for Hero Entertainment, which previously offered sixty million."

"Your condition has increased by ten points —"

He was silent for a moment, exchanged a few glances with Yang Qi, and then nodded with a smile: "But you're right, what you're giving isn't just pure financial investment, it's direction and resources for film and television adaptation."

After he finished speaking, he picked up a pen and wrote a few words on the page of the supplementary terms of the letter of intent.

After finishing writing, he pushed the document in front of Chen Xingzhou.

"Deal." Chen Xingzhou picked up a pen and signed the letter of intent.

Feng Ji stood up and shook hands with him firmly: "President Chen, we're already working on the concept design for that 'Shadow God' image you mentioned yesterday. We'll show it to you when it's finished."

"Do a good job, I'm waiting to have some fun." Chen Xingzhou nodded, a slight smile on his lips.

With a 30% stake in GameTech, he became the company's second-largest shareholder.

This share, in the previous life 21 years ago, could have been valued at 4.5 million, and with his film and television resources and early guidance, this valuation would certainly be even higher.

If "Black Myth: Wukong" could be released ahead of schedule, he would gain not only financial benefits but also fame.

This has made an outstanding contribution to the development of domestic 3A games.

We returned to the hotel in the evening.

Zhou Ye looked at Chen Xingzhou, took a deep breath, and said, "Senior."

"Um?"

"You sleep in the bed tonight, I'll sleep on the sofa."

Chen Xingzhou looked into her dark eyes and listened to her speak.

"I slept on the sofa," Zhou Ye emphasized again, his eyes slightly red. "I saw you rub your neck five times today. You must not have been sleeping comfortably. I can't let you bear the consequences of my problems."

He shook his head. "Let's sleep together."

"it is good."

Zhou Ye responded, then realized what he meant and stared at him with wide eyes, "Huh?! Senior, what are you talking about?!"

""

"You heard me right."

"This...this—" Zhou Ye's face suddenly turned bright red, and his voice hesitated, "No, no—"

"Why?" Chen Xingzhou whispered in her ear.

Her body trembled, and she lowered her head, not daring to look at him.

"I...I—" Zhou Ye stammered, then suddenly replied, "Then—senior, I'll put a pillow in the middle of the bed, and neither of us is allowed to cross the line!"

Chen Xingzhou looked at her forced composure and a subtle smile crept onto his lips.

Once you start, you'll start again. If you keep retreating, you'll eventually reach a point where there's no bottom line left. This girl doesn't seem to understand this principle.

"Can."

Zhou Ye breathed a sigh of relief, immediately turned around and took out another pillow from the cabinet, placing it in the center of the bed.

A few minutes later, Zhou Ye lay on his left side, covered with his own blanket, his face turned toward the window, his eyes wide open.

Chen Xingzhou lay on his right side, face up, breathing steadily.

The lights were turned off, and the two remained silent in the darkness for a long time.

"Senior," Zhou Ye suddenly spoke up, "thank you."

"What are you thanking me for?"

"Thank you for not thinking I did it on purpose. Thank you for sleeping on the sofa so I could get a good night's sleep."

"From now on—no matter where we are, as long as there's a bed, I will never let you sleep on the sofa."

Chen Xingzhou hummed in agreement. "Go to sleep."

"Okay, okay—" Zhou Ye's voice sounded relieved, but also a little ashamed of himself.

Is the senior not interested in her at all?

They slept in the same bed! The same bed!

Doesn't she have any charm at all? ————

She couldn't help but think of the scene where she had argued with Tian Xiwei at the airport.

She reached out and squeezed the coconut milk; it was indeed very small.

Does the senior really dislike flat chests?

She thought about Bai Mengyan, Meng Ziyi, and Tian Xiwei.

She was indeed the youngest of the group, and one could even say she had none at all.

She pursed her lips into a thin line, forcing herself to close her eyes.

The next morning, Zhou Ye was awakened by a warm touch.

She immediately opened her eyes and met Chen Xingzhou's eyes.

"Senior?!" Her expression was complicated. Last night she thought it was because she wasn't attractive enough, but now—

What the hell is that thing below?!

Could it be—that—

Her face flushed bright red, and her ears were also glowing red.

What are you going to do, senior?

Should I agree to his request first, or pretend to disagree and then agree later?

But she immediately snapped out of it, bit her lip, and said with a hint of accusation, "Senior! You can't do this! You can't betray Sister Lu!"