My capital is quite large.

Sunday evening, Hengdian World Studios, Zhejiang.

The crew of the TV series "Lurking" booked the most luxurious restaurant in the area for their opening banquet.

As the largest investor who spent ten million, Li Feng was naturally regarded as the absolute core of the entire event.

Even though he was far too young, Director Jiang and several veteran actors sitting at the main table still took turns getting up to toast him respectfully.

This is the power of capital. In this circle, whoever holds the money is the undisputed boss.

After several rounds of drinks, the banquet was drawing to a close.

Although Li Feng had a good alcohol tolerance, he still got slightly tipsy.

He declined the so-called "second half" entertainment arranged by producer Zhang, and walked out of the private room alone, intending to go to the restroom to wash his face and then return to the hotel to rest.

The corridor was dimly lit, and a faint smell of tobacco and alcohol filled the air.

Just as Li Feng reached the corner, a slender figure suddenly emerged from the shadows, cried out, and as if she had lost her footing, softly bumped into his arms.

A cheap, cloyingly sweet perfume wafted towards me.

Li Feng subconsciously reached out to help him up, then looked down and his eyes narrowed slightly.

The girl who bumped into him was a young girl dressed in an inexpensive cheongsam costume.

The girl was extremely beautiful, with delicate and three-dimensional features, a high nose bridge, and deep-set eyes.

However, at this moment, that stunning face was filled with ingratiation and barely concealed nervousness.

"I'm...I'm sorry, Mr. Li, I lost my balance..." The girl didn't immediately pull away from his embrace. Instead, she used the support to naturally press her alluring curves against Li Feng's arm, her voice so soft it seemed to drip with water.

"What's your name?" Li Feng didn't push her away, looking at the little white rabbit who had offered herself up with a half-smile.

"Mr. Li, my name is Zhang Yan... I'm an extra in the film crew." The girl bit her lip, her eyes flashing with a desperate light. "But a fortune teller said my name is too rustic, and if I want to become famous in the future, I'll have to change it."

Zhang Xinyu.

At that time, she was just one of the tens of thousands of extras in Hengdian who earned only a few dozen yuan a day and struggled to make ends meet.

Looking into her eyes, which were filled with ambition yet also tinged with despair, Li Feng instantly understood what was going on.

He suddenly found it both funny and incredibly surprising.

In his past life, even the young receptionist at his company wouldn't give him a second glance.

And now, after spending only ten million, a future superstar actress has actually thrown herself at him?

"Mr. Li..."

Seeing that Li Feng hadn't spoken for a long time, Zhang Yan's heart jumped into her throat.

She took a deep breath, and boldly placed her fair fingers gently on Li Feng's chest, tilting her head slightly upwards. "You're staying in a hotel alone in Hengdian, there must be no one to take care of you... I... I'm very good at taking care of people."

She's already been battered and bruised in this cutthroat world of Hengdian.

Those corrupt assistant directors and casting directors try to take advantage of her by throwing around some non-existent, petty benefits.

She was desperate and had had enough.

Since climbing the ladder in this industry inevitably requires paying a price, why not choose the best one?

She had specifically inquired about this young Mr. Li before her, and he casually threw out ten million!

If she could climb this big tree, even if it was just a tiny bit peeking through her fingers, it would be enough to rewrite her destiny.

Feeling the amazing softness against his arm, Li Feng couldn't help but smile smugly.

Having lived two lives, this was the first time he had truly experienced the privilege that money brought in terms of sexual resources.

This pleased him greatly and was very addictive.

"The entertainment industry is too dirty. With your background, you won't make it big here."

Li Feng reached out and unceremoniously pinched Zhang Yan's smooth, slender chin. "My company in Shenzhen happens to be short of a sensible personal assistant. Monthly salary of 30,000 yuan, room and board included. Interested?"

Thirty thousand?!

Upon hearing this number, Zhang Yan's breath caught in her throat.

Extras in Hengdian only earn 30 yuan a day! Even senior white-collar workers in foreign companies can only earn 7,000 to 8,000 yuan a month at most!

A monthly salary of 30,000 is undoubtedly a high salary that she never dared to dream of!

As for what kind of work this "life assistant" needed to do during the day and at night, Zhang Yan naturally knew.

"I...I do!"

Without a second's hesitation, Zhang Yan's eyes blazed with ecstasy. She nestled even more obediently into Li Feng's arms, like a canary that had finally found a long-term meal ticket. "Mr. Li, I'm willing to learn anything, and I will definitely not let you down..."

"very good."

Li Feng released her hand and casually put his arm around her slender waist, his tone revealing an undeniable domineering authority: "Go change your costume. Tomorrow morning, come back to Shenzhen with me."

"Okay, boss~"

Zhang Yan obediently responded, her eyes no longer showing any lingering affection for Hengdian.

......

Half an hour later, in a luxury suite at a hotel inside Hengdian World Studios.

As Zhang Yan stepped onto the thick, soft carpet and looked at the luxurious decor of the suite, her ambition and desire for money were ignited.

She knew that this was the closest she had ever come to transcending social class.

"Boss, I'm going to take a shower."

Zhang Yan sensibly picked up the hotel amenities, glanced back at Li Feng with a knowing look, and then went into the bathroom.

Listening to the pattering sound coming from behind the frosted glass, Li Feng leaned back on the sofa and poured himself a glass of ice water.

Having lived two lives, the feeling of controlling other people's destinies is more intoxicating than alcohol.

The sound of water stopped.

The bathroom door was pushed open, and Zhang Yan was only wrapped in a bath towel.

Barefoot, she walked to the sofa, her expression a mixture of determination and obsequiousness: "Mr. Li, let me serve you well..."

When Li Feng picked her up and threw her onto the bed, the bath towel slipped off, exposing her skin to the air.

As the night deepened outside the window, the temperature inside the suite rose rapidly, a scene of revelry where money and beauty intertwined.

It has to be said that a woman who can carve out a path in the entertainment industry in the future must be exceptional in both figure and comprehension.

That night, she abandoned all her reserve and dignity, using every trick in the book to please this young sugar daddy.

After an unknown amount of time, the wind stopped and the rain ceased.

The silk sheets on the luxurious bed were in disarray, with plum blossoms blooming on them, and a rich, ambiguous atmosphere filled the air.

Although Li Feng was somewhat surprised, he quickly came to terms with it, considering it was only 08.

Zhang Yan, her body covered in a fine layer of fragrant sweat, lay limply on Li Feng's firm chest, her slender fingers still unconsciously drawing circles.

"Boss..." Her voice was completely hoarse, filled with deep affection and coquettishness.

Li Feng reached out and stroked her smooth, silky back, saying calmly, "The name Zhang Yan is indeed too rustic and doesn't suit the position of a president's assistant."

The girl suddenly raised her head, and even though she was extremely exhausted, her eyes still shone with ecstatic joy.

She knew that the title of "President's Assistant" meant that she had finally secured a long-term ticket to wealth and prosperity.

"Leave this name, along with all your shabby past in Hengdian, here."

"From tomorrow on, your name will be Zhang Xinyu."

The girl paused for a moment, savoring the name, which was a hundred times more sophisticated than the original. Then, her eyes welled up with tears, and she leaned forward to plant a deep kiss on Li Feng's chin.

"Thank you for the name, boss... From now on, I am your Zhang Xinyu. I will do whatever you ask me to do."

Li Feng chuckled and rolled over, pinning that soft body beneath him once more.

"Really? Then the assistant's work must continue."

"Um... Boss, be gentle..."

The night in Hengdian was still desolate, but in that luxurious suite, the fate of the lowly extras had been completely rewritten.