Reborn in America, I'm serious about making money.

Sitting in the car, He Meitian felt embarrassed and somewhat at a loss. She felt like she had been tricked and regretted it, but it was too late to regret it now.

The other party had already given me 500,000 RMB in cash, which is why I didn't refuse at the time.

"Is that smiling guy plotting something against me?"

He Meitian, who was conflicted, was now filled with regret, not for any other reason than that it was easy to get on a pirate ship, but difficult to get off.

"Hmph, if he has any ill intentions towards me, I will definitely fight back."

In the car, besides her, there was a driver and a bodyguard. This group of people were Zhang San's security personnel in Hong Kong. He had purchased a large number of properties in Hong Kong and hired many security personnel to ensure the normal operation of his properties.

As time passed, He Meitian gradually relaxed and began to look out the window. The dense high-rise buildings outside the window fascinated her.

Perhaps so engrossed in the skyscrapers that they didn't notice the car slowly passing through the tunnel. When the car appeared on the main island, the skyscrapers there were even more beautiful, taller, and larger than the ones they had just seen.

Soon after, these beautiful high-rise buildings were left behind by the cars. The convoy appeared on the mountain, which surprised her. She wondered if Hong Kong had such mountains.

Soon, they reached the top of the mountain, and the car stopped. When someone opened the door for her, she carefully got out of the car and saw the villa.

"What do you think of this villa? It used to be where the HSBC executive lived, so it's very meaningful."

That annoying voice came from behind again. She was about to say something when the cars slowly drove into the garage, and the security personnel returned to their posts.

"Are you a liar?"

Zhang San didn't answer, but said, "Please come in, let's talk inside."

The servants inside came out and took the luggage from their hands... mainly from He Meitian's hands; she couldn't resist, being in an unfamiliar place, perhaps because poor children mature early, she still went in.

"Please sit down, don't be shy."

At this moment, a maid pushed a cart over and said very respectfully, "Miss, would you like tea, a soft drink, or red wine?"

In this unfamiliar place, she obviously couldn't drink alcohol, so she ordered tea instead.

"Red wine, please." Zhang San ordered the red wine, then leaned back on the sofa and said, "Have some red wine to relax, then we'll have lunch later."

Chai Xiaofen poured him a glass of red wine, like a wronged wife, and her practiced movements caught He Meitian's attention; perhaps she was too focused on her own work and didn't notice Chai Xiaofen.

This woman is so pretty!

This was He Meitian's first impression, and then she realized that she was sitting next to that big bad guy, looking aggrieved, serving him.

"I'm not lying to you. That contract was indeed signed between you and MCA Universal Hong Kong branch. As for why we're here, this is Universal's employee dormitory."

He Meitian rolled her eyes at him, as if to say, "Keep making things up, and see if I believe you."

After the two chatted for half an hour, a servant came over and said, "Master, lunch is ready."

"Nothing is more important than eating; let's eat first and then talk, I'm getting a bit hungry."

Lunch was very lavish, and He Meitian said it was the best meal she had ever eaten in her life; Zhang San had informed them yesterday to prepare it.

After the meal, Zhang San felt a little sleepy, probably because he had been mentally exhausted lately. He yawned and said, "Xiao Fen, tell her I'm going upstairs to rest for a bit."

In this world, the rich consume a large proportion of resources. For example, Zhang San can take a hot bath and lie on a comfortable bed before he is ready to rest. When he gets up, he can have plenty of food and clean, beautiful clothes.

Downstairs, Chai Xiaofen and He Meitian had already started chatting and quickly became acquainted.

One was in an unfamiliar place, looking for a friend to learn about the situation; the other had ulterior motives. And just like that, the two became confidants… What were they thinking? How could two people possibly become confidants?

"Sister, you are so beautiful." He Meitian meant it sincerely. Sweet girls weren't popular in this era, otherwise, she would have been incredibly sweet to everyone when she appeared. It's a pity that she could only play a supporting role as a spirited young actress.

Chai Xiaofen gave a bitter smile and said, "What's the use of being pretty? That bastard upstairs is reaching out his evil hands to this baby-faced girl again."

"Sister, what's your name?"

Looking into her large, expressive eyes, Chai Xiaofen said, "My name is Chai Xiaofen, what's yours?"

"My name is He Meitian, and I was tricked into coming here by that bad guy..."

Chai Xiaofen smiled and said, "The boss didn't lie to you; the contract is valid."

"Huh!? It's true!? That's terrible~ I heard that a lot of bosses make celebrities eat, play, and even... sleep with them, is that true, Sister Fen?"

She was referring to "three escorts," a term that has gradually become popular in mainland China.

Looking at the terrified girl, it was quite heartwarming at that moment; however, Chai Xiaofen didn't want to lie to her. She wanted the girl to know Zhang San's true colors, to expose his impure motives, and ideally, to get rid of her.

"Right, how can you become famous if you don't sleep with the boss?"

Next, Chai Xiaofen talked about some random things. Although she didn't know if the news was true or false, she had at least seen people run, even if she hadn't eaten pork.

Through her years of experience transferring schools, Chai Xiaofen learned about some gossip, both true and false, about Hong Kong celebrities from her classmates' chats during breaks.

Of course, there are also plenty of gossips in those entertainment weekly magazines.

With so much material, wasn't that enough for her to say? She immediately recounted all of it, and what's even more terrifying is that she added embellishments and went on a crazy rampage.

Just as Chai Xiaofen was feeling quite confident in her storytelling skills and considering whether she should pursue this career path, a voice interrupted her.

"Sister Fen, is this what you mean?"

Chai Xiaofen saw a gossip magazine reporting on the gossip of a famous Hong Kong female artist. However, it was old news from August of last year, but the content was very explosive.

"Is it that scary?"

Chai Xiaofen knew about this, but she said, "This is just an isolated case, it won't happen..."

Then He Meitian pointed to another one and said, "This says that spiritual societies use these to invite celebrities to film movies? This is so scary."

"Don't be afraid, the boss is here, they won't cause you any trouble."

"Should we find a powerful backer?"

Chai Xiaofen thought for a moment before saying, "That's how it is."

He Meitian seemed to remember something and fell into deep thought, while Chai Xiaofen was unaware that some of his exaggerated or unbelievable truths were indeed true.

Zhang San, who was sleeping upstairs, was unaware that some unpredictable changes had occurred while he was sleeping, which were of mixed quality to him.

When he woke up, it was already past three in the afternoon. He rested for more than two hours, then picked up the phone next to him and called Boss Liu. He had to contact him as soon as he returned to Hong Kong.