Chapter 10: Just Give Me Twenty or Thirty Thousand for the Endorsement Fee

In the office.

Shen Long, sitting beside him, looked in shock from Chen Jianfeng to Zhou Yang.

“In this world, every ordinary person can shine!”

When he heard those words, he suddenly felt dazed.

As if he saw Zhou Yang bathed in sunlight, glowing brilliantly.

Maybe…

Following him could lead to success!

Then a thought surged into his heart, like a seed slowly taking root and growing, eventually burning fiercely.

…

Chen Jianfeng stared blankly at Zhou Yang.

After that explosive outburst, he sat back down in his chair.

The moment he picked up the script and began reciting his lines…

Memories of past experiences flooded his mind…

Among the sea of handsome men and beautiful women at Yan Ying, someone with an ordinary background like him was destined to walk a rugged path.

So he had always worked hard!

Behind the appearance of memorizing lines in one go lay countless rehearsals, refinements, and preparations…

He never wanted to miss any chance to compete or express himself.

In this world, every ordinary person can shine!

This is my stage!

I won’t let anyone who trusts me down!

After sitting down, he saw Zhang Jingya and An Xiaoshi, stunned, exchange a glance.

“The role of Deng Ziqiang has already been internally assigned to Senior Brother…”

“Can we change it?”

“Hard to change…”

“But this guy… he seems to have a certain feel…”

“…”

Their voices weren’t loud, but Chen Jianfeng heard every word clearly.

He often felt their sidelong glances sweeping over him.

This gaze was no longer the old contempt, no longer condescending—it now carried a measure of serious consideration.

In the four years at school, among all the handsome men and beautiful women, Chen Jianfeng had always been an invisible background figure—never before had he felt so valued.

…

“Directors, I think you’ve misunderstood!”

At that moment, Zhou Yang’s voice interrupted the two directors’ hesitation.

They turned to Zhou Yang.

But Zhou Yang shook his head: “I was just introducing the actors from our [Xuanshi Entertainment], but I never intended for him to audition for our [Love Ferris Wheel].”

Zhou Yang’s words stunned the two girls.

Then An Xiaoshi glanced at the script, then at Chen Jianfeng, her expression complex, finally looking at Zhou Yang: “You’re saying he signed with your [Xuanshi Entertainment]?”

“Yes!”

After hearing the answer, An Xiaoshi fell silent for a moment: “He’s quite good—I’d like to sign him for our movie…”

“He’s expensive.”

“How much?”

“It’s not about how much—it’s that he’s the male lead in my new movie!” Zhou Yang smiled at An Xiaoshi’s serious expression.

An Xiaoshi fell silent again, then seemed to realize something: “By the way, what’s the name of your movie? Has it been approved?”

“I was supposed to submit the script for approval today, but wasn’t I suddenly dragged over to your [Love Ferris Wheel] set for a visit?”

“Uh…”

An Xiaoshi blinked, studying Zhou Yang leaning by the window again: “Mr. Zhou, you’ve seen our set—what do you think?”

“The script’s fine, the crew’s fine—but ultimately, it’s still about the salary…”

“But salary…”

At that moment, An Xiaoshi seemed to realize something, glancing at Shen Long and Chen Jianfeng beside her.

Zhou Yang smiled, took off his glasses, wiped them with a napkin, and when he put them back on, his face was serious—he pointed directly at Shen Long and Chen Jianfeng: “I have no issue with salary—I’m not short of money. What I lack most is time. Not just them, but many others are following behind me… Acting isn’t my main job. You’ve seen—behind me is a company, with directors, screenwriters, singers, composers, even movie theaters… They all depend on me for their livelihood…”

An Xiaoshi wanted to say more.

Zhang Jingya cut in, fixing Zhou Yang with a stare: “Mr. Zhou, we both want Chen and you. No more empty talk—just tell us what you want!”

Zhou Yang, facing Zhang Jingya’s expression, simply looked out the window. After a long silence, he smiled faintly: “Talking about money is vulgar. Fine—I’ll appear in your [Love Ferris Wheel] for free.”

Free?

An Xiaoshi and Zhang Jingya stared at Zhou Yang in disbelief.

Free acting?

They thought they’d misheard!

“Yes, free. Just provide three meals a day—I won’t take any salary. Beyond that, I won’t claim a single cent of the box office share!”

When they heard this…

The two girls were even more stunned!

Chen Jianfeng and Shen Long were dumbfounded!

They stared at Zhou Yang, speechless.

Free participation?

Not even a cent for salary or share?

What is he trying to do?

Serve the people?

“Then what is your…” Zhang Jingya, still stunned, realized that in this world, free was the most expensive thing—she took a deep breath and fixed Zhou Yang with a gaze: “What is your demand…”

“I want our two productions to sign a strategic cooperation agreement—to share resources and advance together!” Zhou Yang narrowed his eyes, looking at Zhang Jingya.

Zhang Jingya had never heard such a demand—her mind went blank.

An Xiaoshi was equally bewildered.

Such an absurd condition—they’d never heard of it in their lives.

After a long silence, they exchanged a glance.

Finally, Zhang Jingya nodded: “As long as it doesn’t affect shooting progress or the crew…”

“It won’t affect anything.”

“Then we can sign the resource-sharing agreement!”

“And…” Zhou Yang smiled: “I have no opinions on other roles—but as Lin Feng, the character I’ll portray, I have my own ideas…”

Zhou Yang paused, flipping open the script on the table: “I’m someone who pursues art. The character’s inner essence and setting won’t change—I think the lines and dialogue are perfect. But for the character’s wardrobe and design, I want to decide myself…”

Zhang Jingya and An Xiaoshi exchanged another glance, finding this demand bizarre: “Lin Feng is a CEO—he wears suits and formal attire…”

“But I’ll choose the brand of the suit. I’ll choose the brand for every piece of clothing and accessory for Lin Feng!”

“…”

When they heard this, Zhang Jingya and An Xiaoshi whispered to each other briefly—compared to salary and shares, this demand, though strange, was not high.

They finally nodded. An Xiaoshi looked at Zhou Yang: “As long as it’s not excessive, I can accept it.”

“If you can accept these terms, then let’s sign the contract…”

“Mm…”

“By the way, I have one small request…”

“What request?”

“CEOs always drive luxury cars, right?”

“So?”

“That red Audi A6 over there looks good—can I test-drive it?”

“???”

………………………………

Evening.

Zhou Yang walked out of the company alone, pulled out his phone, looked at the string of missed calls, and dialed one, smiling.

“Yes, Mr. Xu, I know the suits are expired…”

“Yes, yes!”

“Mr. Xu, I’ve been busy all along. By the way, I’m planning to create a movie tailored for our [Oulu Suit]…”

“Have you heard of [Love Ferris Wheel]?”

“I’ve brought a brand endorsement contract—your entire [Oulu Suit] line—shirts, pants, hats, newest and trendiest—all to be fully integrated into the movie…”

“Just give me twenty or thirty thousand for the endorsement fee…”

“…”