Chapter 257

His eyes were full of anticipation.

As a celebrity, who wouldn't want to go viral?

Become a national-level male or female idol, and rake in sky-high paychecks.

Land a pile of luxury endorsements, gaining both fame and fortune?

Life in this world is nothing more than those two words: fame and fortune.

"Detective Tang Renjie" is currently the best chance at fame Yang Caiyu can see!

She wouldn't let it slip away even if she died!

Her tone was full of pleading.

Even carrying a hint of self-abasement.

Logically speaking.

Yang Caiyu is the wife of tycoon Chen Jinfei.

Pretty much like Qiangzi's wife, Milk Tea Sister, from Gou Dong.

But in reality, they are all by-products of power.

They don't have much say.

Besides.

Yang Caiyu came to beg Su Chen behind Chen Jinfei's back.

Whatever status people hold relative to one another.

Whatever posture they strike.

Is all relative.

An ordinary person can lord it over a beggar.

But even if you're the mayor.

Before the provincial governor, you can only nod and bow.

Right now Yang Caiyu needs a favor from Su Chen.

Naturally, she can be toyed with at his whim.

Su Chen truly experienced the joy of being a capital bigwig!

Having money and power.

Really lets you do whatever you want!

Su Chen smiled faintly: "The role of A-Xiang has already been set for Sister Xiao Ya, the contract is signed."

"If we breach the contract and swap her out, we'll have to pay liquidated damages."

Yang Caiyu patted her chest.

"I'm willing to pay the liquidated damages—at most a few million, right?"

Su Chen slightly curled his lip.

"It's not about the liquidated damages. I've seen your acting—it's a bit green, it still needs polishing."

"And your looks... don't quite fit the character of A-Xiang."

"I've set a very high box-office target for this film—starting at 1.5 billion."

"I can't just randomly cast actors for every role."

"How about this—I still have several blockbuster works coming up, and I can give you at least one female lead role."

"These works won't be worse than 'Detective Tang Renjie,' and the female lead's screen time will be much, much more."

Yang Caiyu licked her lips, her expression twisting with struggle.

She wasn't sure if Su Chen was just drawing empty pies!

That kind of pie-drawing is common everywhere.

Su Chen handed his phone to her.

Inside was an encrypted document.

The document contained scripts for several upcoming works.

"The Zhangjinhu series," "The Wandering Earth series," "The Detective Tang Renjie series," "The Fengshen series"...

As well as "Hello Mr. Billionaire," "Dying to Survive," and so on.

These were all top secret—only Yang Mi had seen them.

So after a few minutes, Su Chen took the phone back.

"I've shown you the scripts. If you're interested, when these scripts go into production, I'll let you know."

Yang Caiyu was so excited her whole body trembled.

"Really? A female lead in a big production, with a lot of screen time?"

Su Chen nodded heavily: "I never lie."

"But surely you have to give me something in return?"

"Any single film in here—just one word from me, and I can raise billions in funding overnight."

"Every important role will have countless big names fighting for it—I can't just give it to you for free, can I?"

Yang Caiyu naturally understood what Su Chen meant.

Anyone who can hold their own in showbiz is a smart person.

Except for those young masters and princesses born with insanely powerful backgrounds and resources.

The other 99% of good-looking stars.

On their road to fame, all inevitably encounter unspoken rules.

She took several deep breaths nervously.

Then she obediently threw herself into Su Chen's arms.

It lasted until evening.

Yang Caiyu, leaning on Su Chen for support,

limped her way to the villa gate, ready to head home.

In the few hours spent with Su Chen,

she had opened the door to a whole new world.

The experience that old Chen Jinfei, half in the grave, had given her

didn't even reach one percent of Su Chen's.

Su Chen had tasted the joy of a tycoon!

Yang Caiyu had also gained a brand-new experience!

Even if Su Chen went back on his word later and didn't give her good resources,

this deal was still a blood profit!

Just as he'd sent Yang Caiyu off,

Liu Tianxian's Bentley pulled up.

"Su Chen, who was that woman just now?"

During this period,

aside from work, Liu Tianxian had been living at Su Chen's place.

She came over every day,

and often ran into other women at the house.

Sometimes she bumped into Sister Reba,

sometimes Yang Mi, or Tang Yan, or Liu Shishi.

By now, she was no longer fazed by it.

But that woman's back just now—Liu Tianxian found it unfamiliar.

Su Chen smiled and said, "Your godmother."

"Yang Caiyu?"

Liu Tianxian blurted out the name without a second's hesitation.

Su Chen nearly laughed himself into a fit.

"Deep down, you still think of her as your godmother, don't you? Ha."

Liu Tianxian kicked him.