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Chen Ye looked at the three people on the sofa who were not fully sober, his eyes practically looking at three money trees.

He pushed the thick stack of scripts in his hand onto the middle of the coffee table, and it slid right to Deng Chao's hands.

"It was custom-made for you."

Chen Ye crossed his arms and looked at Deng Chao.

"Old Deng, just think about all those awful comedies you've made in the last two years, how badly have they been criticized?"

"If you keep messing around like this, your reputation as a movie star will eventually be ruined."

Upon hearing this, Deng Chao's face twitched.

This kid doesn't give you any face at all.

He glanced down at the script cover, which had white background and black lettering.

The Dead End

The name is quite catchy.

Deng Chao pursed his lips, picked up the script, and turned to the first page.

He was only going through the motions.

Chen Ye is a songwriting genius, but that's completely different from writing a screenplay.

It's true that every profession has its own secrets; this kid probably just picked up a third-rate ghostwriter and wrote the script.

But after he read through the opening plot descriptions, his nonchalant expression disappeared.

A sense of destiny washes over me.

Xin Xiaofeng, Yang Zidao, Chen Bijue.

Three young people, their futures uncertain, arrived at a secluded villa.

Xin Xiaofeng, in a moment of weakness, attempted to assault the female painter in the villa, but she was so shocked that she suffered a heart attack and died on the spot.

Panic, fear, utter collapse.

Three young men who were originally just petty thieves became completely twisted and murdered the girl's family of five, creating a horrific family annihilation case.

During the escape, in the midst of the struggle, Chen Bijue's eyes were pierced by a sharp tree branch.

Not only was his face disfigured, but his intelligence was also impaired, turning him into a near-idiot.

What's even more incredible is that these three demons, who were responsible for five deaths, actually discovered the surviving baby girl in the deceased's swaddling clothes while cleaning up the scene.

Is it a lingering conscience? Or a search for the last vestige of hope?

They decided to run away with the girl, naming her Tail, as their only means of atonement for the rest of their lives.

There were very few clues at the scene after the crime, with only half a fingerprint left, and the case became a complete mystery.

Deng Chao's breathing became heavier, and he turned the pages faster and faster.

Lu Han and Chen He held their water glasses and looked at Deng Chao as if he were an alien.

"Is Old Deng possessed?" Lu Han lowered his voice and nudged Chen He with his elbow.

"Shhh."

Although Chen He hadn't read the script, he knew Deng Chao all too well.

Only when he encounters a truly exceptional script that moves him will this theater fanatic reveal that look in his eyes, as if he wants to devour the paper.

Chen Ye calmly sat down on the single sofa next to him, took out his phone and replied to Song Yuqi's WeChat message.

After a full ten minutes, Deng Chao suddenly raised his head.

His eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging.

"Ono, this story is amazing! This book is fantastic!"

Deng Chao gripped the script tightly, his voice rising eight octaves.

"Who wrote this script? Where is he? I have to meet him! He's an absolute genius!"

Chen Ye slowly locked his phone screen.

Seeing Deng Chao's anxious look, he directly pointed at himself.

"No need to meet again, though we're far apart, we're right here in front of you."

"I wrote it for you."

The room fell completely silent instantly.

Lu Han spat out the mouthful of warm water she had just drunk.

Chen He's cup tilted, and he didn't even notice the water spilling onto his crotch.

The three men stared at Chen Ye, wide-eyed as if he were a monster, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

What the heck? You wrote this?!

You're a singer who took a two-year hiatus to go deep-sea fishing, and when you came back, not only could you write a divine song on the spot, but you could also pull out a crime script that would drive even the best actors crazy?!

Deng Chao paused for more than a minute before he finally spoke, albeit haltingly.

"R-really?"

Deng Chao swallowed hard and stared intently into Chen Ye's eyes.

"Ono, don't tease me, did you really write this?"

"Of course I would lie to you, why would I?"

Chen Ye's face was full of disgust: "What do I want from you? Do I want you to not shower or because your feet stink?"

Hearing Chen Ye's irritating tone, Deng Chao no longer had any doubts.

Although reason told him that this was extremely absurd, he still believed in Chen Ye.

Hasn't this kid had enough strange things happen to him?

"I'll act! I have to act!"

Deng Chao hugged the script tightly to his chest, as if afraid Chen Ye would snatch it away.

"The character Xin Xiaofeng was absolutely amazing! That suppressed neuroticism and guilt was so challenging, I really want to play him!"

Chen Ye nodded in satisfaction.

You do have some sense.

"This movie was tailor-made for you; it was meant for you to play Xin Xiaofeng."

Chen Ye leaned forward.

"This character is extremely complex."

"If you can bring him to life, all those labels you've carried over the years, like 'comedy movie star' or 'variety show hustler,' will be completely shattered, and you'll be elevated to godhood."

Deng Chao nodded heavily.

He understands it all too well.

As an actor with ambition, how could he be content to play comedic roles forever? Such roles, which can be etched into the history of domestic films, are a rare and precious opportunity!

Seeing that the two had already started discussing character development, Chen He finally couldn't hold back any longer.

"Hey, hey, stop for a second."

Chen He slammed his hand on the coffee table, making a loud thud, his small eyes wide open.

"Let's put the script aside for now."

"Ono, what did you say when you came in? 'Start a company'? What's going on? Explain yourself!"

Lu Han echoed his sentiments from the side.

That comment about starting an entertainment company really woke them up.

Chen Ye turned his gaze to Chen He and Lu Han.

The real show is just beginning.

"I plan to build a complete entertainment ecosystem, and I'll name it Rainy Night Stars Entertainment."

Chen Ye spoke slowly.

"Not just movies, but also TV series, variety shows, singers—I want to take over the whole industry chain."

"I'm coming clean. I'm not going to be an employee anymore; I'm going to be capital."

Chen Ye's idea was very simple.

He had all the wildly popular variety show formats from his past life in his mind, and the Earth's music library system also had plenty of them.

Rather than making a comeback and becoming someone else's cash cow, he should take the lead and completely stir up the stagnant waters of the Chinese entertainment industry.

Seeing the shocked looks on the three people's faces, Chen Ye seized the opportunity and began to make grand promises.

"You think there's only one script like the one we gave Brother Chao, a script of his caliber?"

Chen Ye chuckled.

"I have dozens more at home, piled up under the bed to prop up table legs. If I were to take them all out, all the screenwriters in the Chinese entertainment industry would have to change careers."

He didn't have a script, but he had a system.

If he has enough popularity, he could empty Hollywood's warehouse.

But these words were a pure blow to Deng Chao and his two companions.

The three fell into deep thought, their minds racing with calculations.

To be honest, with the size of the three of them now, they don't need to join any new entertainment companies at all.

Chen He himself controlled Taiyang Media and made a fortune.

Deng Chao and his wife Sun Li run a top-tier husband-and-wife studio in the industry, enjoying a very free and independent lifestyle.

Lu Han goes without saying; he's his own boss, managing a group of young artists under his wing, completely forming his own school of thought.

Now, with just one sentence from Chen Ye, he's going to drag the three of them into a startup company that doesn't even have a hair's breadth of business.

The risks and the interests involved are immeasurable.

But it was Chen Ye who brought it up.

That feeling was genuine.

The standoff lasted for about a minute.

"I'm joining."

Lu Han broke the silence first, speaking in a relaxed tone as if she were talking about what to eat for lunch.

"Anyway, my company isn't that interesting. If I follow you, I might just become the number one star in the Chinese entertainment industry."

Chen He patted his round belly and exchanged a glance with Deng Chao.

The two of them simultaneously let out a sly chuckle.

"Count me in. My Taiyang Media isn't very interesting anyway. Let's create another one together," Chen He said with a grin.

Deng Chao, on the other hand, clung tightly to the script.

"I'm joining too, but I'm making this clear from the start: from now on, I'll have to be the first to choose these kinds of scripts!"

Deng Chao's fingers unconsciously traced the rough edges of the sun-scorched paper, his mind churning.

Others only see Chen Ye as arrogant, lazy, and heartless.

But he didn't believe it.

A script of this caliber could never be written without several years of life experience and meticulous, painstaking effort in crafting each word.

He felt that Chen Ye's retirement from the entertainment industry to go fishing in the past two years might have been a way for him to secretly stay up late researching and writing scripts.

This kid, he's clearly an orphan who's suffered so much, yet now he's poured his heart and soul into writing this masterpiece just to get his older brother out of those terrible comedies, and he's even pretending to be so relaxed about it.

Deng Chao gritted his teeth and secretly vowed revenge.

He has to make a name for himself in this play; he absolutely cannot let Chen Ye's hard work go to waste.

Chen Ye watched as the three nodded without hesitation, a smile playing on his lips.

When it really matters, it's these old fogies who are reliable.

"OK."

Chen Ye made the decision immediately.

"Now that you've joined, I won't play games with you."

"Each person will receive 10% of the original shares, plus one condition: you can't just take dividends; you have to become the company's core members."

"How about we have Chao Ge directing movies, He Ge managing variety shows, and Xiao Lu handling music and idol-related content? We'll also be developing TV dramas later on. What do you think?"

The three nodded in agreement.

Throughout the entire process, no one mentioned how much money was invested, nor did anyone ask what would happen if there were losses.

Because they knew perfectly well that by agreeing to join, they were simply using Chen Ye as a stepping stone for his comeback.

Even if we lose everything in the end, we can just consider it as playing a crazy game with our brothers.