Chapter 278: Securing the Project

Jiang Liangjin hung up the phone, looking at the already dimmed avatar in the team interface, and smiled helplessly.

He thought of that person just now, blinked his eyes, and sent a message to Gu Xingnan: 【Song Yan's recent status】.

Gu Xingnan replied after ten minutes: 【The shoot wrapped, he got the award, given his personality, he'll probably give himself a short vacation, likely staying in C Shi long-term】.

Jiang Liangjin tapped the screen with his fingertip, about to follow up, when a second message arrived: 【He's interested in the West City film and television industrial park project, having privately asked around several times】.

【It's a shame that plot of land is currently being watched by several old conglomerates; he somehow didn't let Chu Ge make a move, and has been observing in secret】.

Jiang Liangjin fell into contemplation.

He actually had some impression of West City's film and television industrial park.

The Jiang clan had participated in the preliminary planning half a year ago, but initially they didn't find a suitable partner to push it forward, so later they just left it there.

Song Yan wanted to do film and television investment; this plot of land is indeed an excellent starting point.

If Lu Yuchu hadn't made a move……

Jiang Liangjin understood Song Yan, the sole son of Song's maternal uncle.

He is extremely career-driven, wanting to establish himself in the entertainment industry while unwilling to be bound by the label "young master of the Song family," always wanting to make a name for himself in the business world.

In his mind surfaced a childhood scene: Song Yan always loved to follow behind Mu Youyu shouting.

Vying to pick her up and drop her off after school, hand her snacks, secretly buy her ice cream; that scramble still carried childish purity.

But now, Song Yan has grown into an actor capable of standing on his own, and what he wants has shifted from snacks and toys to a business empire.

Jiang Liangjin opened the chat box with him; Song Yan's weak point has always been obvious.

One is Youbao, two is his innate unwillingness to lose, a competitive spirit.

Unwilling to merely live under the family's protection, he also wants to become a brother who can make her proud.

"Want the film and television park project?" he muttered to himself.

His fingertip quickly pulled up the contact information of the Jiang clan's executive in charge of the real estate division, and he sent a brief order: 【Take down the West City film and television park project, prioritize contact with Song Yan, relax conditions】.

After sending, he opened the chat with Mu Youyu and typed: 【Rest early, don't play too late with Brother Yan【heart】】.

Jiang Liangjin hadn't forgotten to reply to the group chat: 【What have you been up to lately【smile】】.

Gu Xingnan: 【At A Ci's place, about to sleep, why are you suddenly concerned about Song Yan? Could it be you're plotting something】.

Jiang Liangjin chuckled, replying: 【Not really a small move, just doing a good deed】.

He paused, then added: 【Oh, right, don't stay up late and die at the computer】.

Gu Xingnan wasn't necessarily angry: 【【Surprised】 Rare that you "care" about me, I'm going to sleep】.

Mu Family living room.

Song Yan asked: "Has Huaixian returned to B Shi?"

Song Huaiyu and Song Huaixian are the same as him, both born in June, a few days older than him.

He's always carefree; when in a good mood he just calls "brother," when in a bad mood he uses the full name.

At this moment, mentioning him, his tone is full of casualness, but his eyes hide a hint of probing.

After all, that guy Huaixian always likes to hover around his sister to fawn over her.

Qing An waved at him without taking her eyes off the TV: "Don't block the noble prince from watching TV, delaying the consort's rebirth and counterattack—can you afford to compensate?"

Song Yan: "……"

Qing An caught sight of his darkened face, then remembered the person before her was Mu Xin's cousin, someone she couldn't afford to offend.

He sulkily withdrew his arrogant demeanor, lowered his voice to add: "Yanyan, Huaixian returned to B Shi a couple days ago, saying he went to attend classes."

Song Yan spoke with sarcasm: "Your Highness still can find time to attend to me, truly honored and startled."

Qing An made a face at him, then quickly turned her gaze back to the screen: "Don't be sour, Yanyan, like vying for the imperial consort in the drama."

He paused, his fingertip tapping the noble lady on the screen: "Look, she's got that air of inevitability, just like you did a moment ago."

"Get lost." Song Yan knew he was referring to that glance he gave in front of his sister earlier, setting the fruit plate on the coffee table: "This is me doting on my sister; how could it be the same as those women fighting over a man?"

Though he said that, his gaze unconsciously drifted toward the center of the sofa.

Mu Youyu was leaning her head back, talking to Mu Xin, her pink-gold hair loose, looking especially well-behaved.

Mu Xin listened seriously: "I'll accompany you to pick him up."

"Sure!"

She suddenly thought of something, turned her head to look at Song Yan: "Brother Yan, once I finish rehearsing, can I play it for you to listen?"

Song Yan lifted his smile, the earlier jealousy vanishing instantly as he raised his chin: "Of course! My baby's song will definitely sound better than your brother Yuchu's."

Saying that, he still didn't forget Jiang Liangjin's words.

He inwardly snorted, "It's just pointing out the strawberries; who doesn't know how to dote on a younger sister?"

Song Yan leaned close to his sister, picking out the few strawberries in the fruit plate that looked a bit sweeter and bringing them to her mouth.

"Baby, try this one; the previous one was sour, this one is definitely sweet!"

Mu Youyu bit into it half-believing, half-doubting, then completely distrusted him: "Sour!"

"Impossible, I tasted it as quite sweet." Song Yan pinched one himself and stuffed it into his mouth, his face showing a puzzled expression.

Mu Xin sat to the side, silently pouring a cup of warm water for Mu Youyu: "Drink some water, don't eat too many strawberries, or you'll get acid reflux at night."

"Got it, big brother." Mu Youyu obediently took the cup.

Song Yan watched this scene, jealousy welling up again as he muttered: "Still, our Ah Xin gets the best treatment; the baby listens to you."

As his words fell, footsteps sounded from the stairwell.

"Second brother!" Mu Youyu pattered over.

Mu Xi had changed into a light gray cotton coat, her hair still damp from just being washed; seeing her sister downstairs, she was somewhat surprised: "Wasn't it said you were going to sleep?"

"Seeing brother come back, I came down." Mu Youyu looked up at him: "Are you going out?"

"Yeah, going to pick up a friend." Mu Xi raised a hand to ruffle her hair, gaze gentle: "Stay home and behave, don't run around; I'll be back soon."

Good!

Song Yan saw his sister's eyes filled only with the image of her two older brothers, and his heart shattered completely.

He thought for a moment, lowered his voice, and with a hint of mystery said, "Honey, once I land that project in West City, I'll build you a private recording studio so you can practice singing however you like—even more luxurious than at home. How does that sound?"

"Wow, Brother Yan is so amazing!" Mu Youyu looked at him and gave an agreeing compliment.

By the time he secures that project, the event will already be over.

She'll be too lazy to practice singing by then.

Seeing his sister's admiring gaze, Song Yan's pride instantly burst through the roof, "Of course, with Brother Yan stepping in, there's definitely no problem!"

He didn't notice at all that the project he had been longing for had already been quietly paved the Future Path by a certain "competitor".