vstars Chapter 92: Worth over 60,000, he talks a different game!
Chapter 92: Worth over 60,000, he talks a different game!
Han Xian stayed at Yang Mi's house until almost four o'clock before leaving.
When he left, Yang Mi had already fainted. Even though he helped her wipe the sweat off her body and change her into her pajamas, she didn't respond.
He didn't actually write much in most of the day, because he spent far more time thinking than writing.
In his past life, he was a homebody who spent most of his time writing and reading novels.
He spends far less time watching short videos than the average person, and he uses more than just Douyin; he also uses Bilibili, UC, and other similar apps.
Fortunately, the methods used to promote these videos were all similar. He recalled the viral videos and was able to come up with some hype techniques and put them into words.
Thinking and writing at the same time is a bit tiring for the brain, so he wanted to move around a bit to give his brain a rest.
The problem was that Yang Mi was right next to him. When he got up to stretch, Yang Mi stared at his eight-pack abs and made a few flirtatious remarks. Then he went to Yang Mi to enjoy her approachable nature and let his brain rest.
Then, his brain had rested, and Yang Mi fell asleep from exhaustion.
……
Around 4 PM, Han Xian returned to Meng Ziyi's villa.
He was making dinner when Meng Ziyi and Chen Yao entered hand in hand, carrying two bags of snacks.
Ai?
Seeing Han Xian, Meng Ziyi was somewhat surprised. "You're back?"
Han Xian was both amused and exasperated. "Didn't I say I'd be back tonight when I left this morning?"
"Oh yeah, I almost forgot."
Meng Ziyi stuck out her tongue and sniffed Han Xian, only smelling the fragrance of the shower gel she had bought.
She glanced at his neck again; it was still fair and white, without any red marks.
I spent a day with Yang Mi, but I didn't smell of her perfume on me. Instead, I smelled of my own shower gel.
Is this because you've been running all day and sweating, and you're just cleaning up when you get home?
Or are they trying to cover something up or destroy some evidence?
Meng Ziyi's eyes flashed, and she teased with a grin, "You keep saying you're a scumbag, but when you went to see Yang Mi, didn't you try to scumbag her a little?"
Han Xian smiled faintly, "I've already scummed with her, treated her to food and drinks, and even sealed the deal. She can't escape me for the rest of her life!"
"Pshaw~ Bragging doesn't cost anything! Lying isn't illegal!"
"I'm not bragging!"
"Okay, okay, you didn't blow it, but I did, alright?"
"...If that's what you're saying, then I can't refute you."
"You... if you keep talking nonsense, I'll bite you!"
Han Xian caught her off guard and made a suggestive remark, so Meng Ziyi blushed and punched him before turning and walking away.
Some things can be said in private, but not in front of Yao Mei. She has her pride too!
"..."
Chen Yao, standing to the side, covered his face, indicating that he couldn't bear to watch.
She knew Han Xian was a scumbag, so she thought it was normal for him to drive.
The key is Meng Ziyi—ever since Han Xian broke the ice, Sister Meng has completely let loose, always saying suggestive things to her, making her blush.
The problem is that what Sister Meng is talking about are all knowledge points that are likely to be used in the future. Although she was shy, she really wanted to listen, so she could only blush and listen to Sister Meng's rambling while trying to hear her talk. She really wanted to sigh!
Now, she suddenly realized that she instantly understood the car Han Xian was driving, and she wanted to sigh even more!
Snapped!
The sharp sound startled Chen Yao, and she lowered her hand only to find that Han Xian was already standing in front of her, so close that she could touch him with her mouth if she raised her head.
Chen Yao blushed and tried to back away, but Han Xian grabbed her waist and pulled her into his arms.
"W-What do you want to do?"
"I'm thirsty and want to drink some water."
"Sister Meng is here..."
"She went upstairs to change her clothes!"
Chen Yao turned her head but didn't see Meng Ziyi. She bit her lip, took the water cup from Han Xian, drank some water, and then stood on tiptoe to block Han Xian's mouth.
Before, she would have been evasive, but after feeding Han Xian water more often, she no longer resisted this fun game, and could even be said to have grown to like it.
This is, after all, Sister Meng's home. It's not appropriate for Han Xian to break the last barrier between them here.
But playing some fun little games behind Sister Meng's back is still possible, and... it's very exciting!
……
For the next three days, Han Xian went to Yang Mi's place every morning after breakfast to write project proposals and enjoy Yang Mi's approachable nature—once before leaving.
Every afternoon before four o'clock, Han Xian would return to Meng Ziyi's house.
Find opportunities to drink Chen Yao's imported water before and after meals, and then check the quality of Chen Yao's clothes.
After Chen Yao was coaxed to sleep by Meng Ziyi, he and Meng Ziyi became intimate again.
For the next three days, Baofeng Technology's stock hit the daily limit up, just as Han Xian remembered, and his plan to profit from the stock's volatility went very smoothly.
In just three days, they have already spent nearly 20 million yuan to exploit loopholes.
I estimate that in another day or two, the remaining ten million or so can be invested in profiteering.
As for how much you can earn from the previous twenty-odd limit-up days, it all depends on luck.
……
On the fourth day, Han Xian changed into comfortable casual clothes to find Yang Mi, preparing to go to ByteDance to meet that CEO Zhang.
Taking out the key Yang Mi gave him, Han Xian opened the door and froze as he entered, his gaze fixed intently on the beautiful woman in the living room.
She wore a long black women's suit, with a black undershirt clinging to her body. Instead of highlighting her curves, it exuded a mysterious and fashionable vibe.
Her jet-black hair cascaded over her shoulders, giving her an elegant and intellectual look.
A pair of black high heels made her long legs appear even slimmer and longer.
Instead of getting angry after being glanced at by Han Xian, Yang Mi deliberately walked up to him and twirled around, exuding a fragrant aura.
"Is it pretty?"
"It looks good, but why didn't you wear the office lady outfit you mentioned, the Parisian letter black stockings, and the Valentino nude studded heels? I think you looked better in that!"
Yang Mi rolled her eyes at Han Xian. "Because this outfit is for serious business discussions, while that outfit... understand?"
Understand!
Of course I understand!
Wear a proper suit when discussing business, but wear an unconventional suit if you want to flirt with him!
He knows it so well!
Hey!
Yang Mi stepped on Han Xian's foot and gave him a flirtatious eye roll. "Stop overthinking things and focus on our business at ByteDance!"
Han Xian flicked his newly thinned hair. "Let's go! Wishing Boss Yang and Yang Mi a resounding success!"
"...Boss Yang is Boss Yang, why add 'Yang Mi Mi' to it!"
"because……"
Han Xian only said two words, glanced at Yang Mi, and then lowered his gaze to finish the sentence.
"You... Hmph! Just wait until after we're done talking! You'll be sorry!"
Yang Mi kicked Han Xian and stomped her high heels as she walked forward.
She begged for mercy on the first day because the truth had just been revealed.
The next three days will be her adjustment period!
Today, she's fully recovered and will show Han Xian what a woman nearing thirty really means!
……
Upon first seeing Mr. Zhang from ByteDance, Han Xian suddenly had the illusion of seeing someone of his own kind.
He and this Mr. Zhang don't look alike at all!
He's handsome!
This Mr. Zhang... has a baby face, wears glasses, and is dressed simply; he's not ugly.
He meant that the two people had similar temperaments!
This Mr. Zhang doesn't seem like a boss; he's more like a tech geek, not much different from me, a writer. Anyway, if you average their net worth, it's probably a lot more than a small fortune!
"Hello, Mr. Zhang. I apologize for bothering you. This is my friend, Han Xian."
"Mr. Yang, you're too kind. Hello, please have a seat."
Zhang Yiming smiled politely, and after having his secretary serve tea, his gaze fell on Han Xian behind Yang Mi, glancing at him for a few moments before his eyes flickered.
Having met many people, he believes he has developed a discerning eye for character.
Although this handsome young man was half a step behind Yang Mi, he had a straight back and a much more relaxed demeanor than Yang Mi. He didn't seem like Yang Mi's follower or assistant, but rather the one who could really make the decisions!
Based on this judgment, Mr. Zhang focused some of his attention on Han Xian.
When Han Xian took out the project proposal, his eyes remained calm as he flipped through the first few pages, because he had read this material many times before.
But when he reached the last few pages, his hand paused, and he subconsciously sat up straight, carefully reading each line.
Simple user interface, low barrier to entry for content creation, personalized recommendations, immersive interaction, attracting young and high-quality users...
It not only has a title, but also specific operational details, strategic direction, and future plans.
Giving this to the technology and operations departments can accelerate the development of short video apps, optimize operational methods, and even improve existing apps like Neihan Duanzi and Toutiao—saving at least five years of detours.
After flipping through the project proposal, Zhang Yiming glanced subconsciously at the quiet Han Xian before smiling faintly at Yang Mi and saying, "President Yang, to be honest, the beginning of the project proposal is very professional, but I've seen many similar contents, so I can only give it a 70. However, the less professional parts at the end... take it one step at least and get a 90!"
Yang Mi's eyes lit up. "Mr. Zhang, do you mean we can cooperate with ByteDance, or... participate in ByteDance's financing?"
Zhang Yiming thought for a moment and said, "Three cooperation options: First, ByteDance will invest 50 million to cooperate with you; second, we will give you 0.3% of the shares to buy out this project proposal, with a valuation of around 20 million RMB; third, we will give you the qualification for Series D and subsequent rounds of financing, but the minimum amount for Series D financing is 100 million USD."
"..."
Yang Mi fell silent.
She doesn't have a hundred million US dollars, not even ten million US dollars!
If she had a hundred million US dollars, she would first settle the betting agreement with Shanghai Media Group, then sell her shares in Jaywalk Studio to make money and leave!
So, what about the first two cooperation plans...? Should we start a company with a 50 million investment? Or take 20 million worth of shares?
Han Xian's eyes flashed. "Mr. Zhang, will the 0.3% stake in ByteDance be diluted?"
Zhang Yiming stared at Han Xian. "It will be diluted, but your project proposal can accelerate ByteDance's development and save you five years of detours. Therefore, you have the right to preferential subscription for capital increase and share expansion, and there will be a certain amount of preferential treatment. This will be written into the contract."
After a moment's consideration, Han Xian took out a new folder from his backpack and handed it to Zhang Yiming. "I wonder how many ByteDance shares this ByteDance ten-year plan can be exchanged for."
Ok?
Yang Mi was stunned. After regaining her senses, she gave Han Xian a deep look but remained silent.
She hadn't expected Han Xian's plan to have an extra component, but now wasn't the time to talk about that; she needed to see what Zhang Yiming could offer first.
really!
This young man is the one who truly makes the decisions!
Zhang Yiming took the second project proposal with a mixture of surprise and unsurprise. He opened the first page and his pupils contracted when he saw the interface, which resembled a Google language and a mobile phone screen. He took a deep breath and began to read it word by word.
Celebrity endorsement marketing plan, film and television drama promotion and marketing plan, celebrity + work collaboration plan, national official account endorsement plan, non-governmental organization account endorsement plan, agricultural assistance plan, intangible cultural heritage promotion plan, domestic brand operation plan...
Seeing Zhang Yiming's focused expression, Han Xian breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the slightly hot tea beside him, and took a sip.
To be honest, his planning document would be too ordinary 10 years from now; it could even be considered commonplace.
However, ten years ago, this unprofessional planning document was quite forward-thinking because its contents were all about several years or even ten years into the future, so even the worst document had some substance.
I wouldn't dare say it would put ByteDance on the fast track to development, but at least it could have made Douyin popular sooner, instead of being released in 16 and only really becoming a hit in 18!
A dozen minutes later, Zhang Yiming put down the planning document in his hand and looked at Han Xian as if he were looking at a confidant. "President Han, this planning document can serve as a guide for the development roadmap of the short video industry for the next ten years. However, what I like most is the GG phrase you wrote: 'Douyin, creating a better life.' This is the name I've always wanted to come up with for my short video!"
Han Xian smiled faintly, "President Zhang, you flatter me. The ten-year plan is just a gimmick. I'm just glad I didn't make a fool of myself in front of a professional like you."
"Mr. Han, you're being modest! The app's interface shown above isn't just a gimmick; it's a ready-made product!"
Zhang Yiming smiled, considered for a moment, and then spoke, "1% of the shares, no dilution from financing within five years, eligibility for subsequent financing, and no limit on the amount of Series D financing! In addition, I'll serve as a strategic advisor with an annual salary of two million. What do you think of these conditions, Mr. Han?"
1% of the shares?
No dilution from financing within five years?
You can become a billionaire just by doing nothing and lying down!
That works!
Very good!
Let me count how many zeros I can only see in the city!
An annual salary of two million is quite good; you can earn twenty million in ten years and also expand your network of contacts!
others……
Han Xian pointed at Yang Mi, "I'll listen to my boss."
Yang Mi smiled gently, her bright eyes sparkling. "Such a large sum of money, I can't make the decision for you. You should talk to President Zhang!"
Zhang Yiming smiled and asked, "What's President Han's opinion?"
Han Xian raised his hand. "Deal!"
Ok?
Zhang Yiming was taken aback. "Isn't President Han going to discuss the price again?"
Han Xian shook his head. "The price Mr. Zhang offered is already beyond my budget. Asking for more would be unethical, and I'd feel guilty anyway. Besides, the plan is just a document; its implementation requires the expertise of our company's professionals. I don't know anything about it, so it's better to just stick around and get a long-term meal ticket."
A project proposal that will be commonplace in ten years can be exchanged for 1% of ByteDance's shares and a two million annual salary. Is this still worth discussing?
What if the conversation goes wrong? My long-term meal ticket will be gone!
Not worth the candle!
not worth it!
"Mr. Han, you're so kind! I'll call the legal department over!"
Zhang Yiming gave Han Xian a deep look, becoming increasingly curious about the young man's identity.
They don't care if the shares are valued at over 60 million, or even worth hundreds of millions or billions in the future.
This kind of composure, regarding money as dirt, is something that even wealthy families cannot cultivate!
He felt that the 1% stake and the two million annual salary might bring even greater returns!
……
The signing process took quite a long time.
It wasn't just because Zhang Yiming needed to convene a meeting with shareholders to discuss the 1% share transfer ratio.
Also, because the contract was quite thick and Han Xian read it very carefully, it took him more than three hours to sign and stamp it.
Even after leaving ByteDance, Yang Mi was still driving, and Han Xian was still in the passenger seat.
The entire journey was quiet, even all the way to the Jinmao Mansion parking lot.
The car was turned off. Yang Mi didn't say anything or get out of the car, and neither did Han Xian.
At one point, the two looked at each other.
"you……"
"you……"
Yang Mi raised her hand, "You go first."
Han Xian smiled and said, "I want to tell you that you can ask me anything you want. Except for certain things, I won't lie to you about anything else."
Yang Mi pressed her lips together, remaining silent for a few seconds before staring intently into Han Xian's bright eyes. "Why is there a second copy of the plan? Are you... wary of me?"
Han Xian shook his head. "Why would I be wary of you? I'm wary of Zhang Yiming and ByteDance! A project proposal is basically just a bunch of text. They're big shots, and we're small fry. If our proposals are rejected and then plagiarized, we'll have nowhere to complain. Just in case, I've prepared for both scenarios!"
Yang Mi breathed a sigh of relief, her expression softening somewhat. "So, the first proposal was bait?"
"Yes! I divided the proposal into two parts. If the first part is rejected, I won't submit the second part! I just didn't expect Mr. Zhang to be so straightforward, and I didn't expect you to not want anything at all."
"Mr. Zhang only said that my preparations were worth only 70 points because he was being polite. What's really valuable are the business plans you wrote and the shares you earned through hard work. I have no right to take them."
Yang Mi smiled faintly and shook her head, her eyes clear and her tone firm.
She had considered exchanging Han Xian's business plan for ByteDance shares, and she had also considered sharing the shares with Han Xian. After all, the plan came from Han Xian's connections and her connections were from her, so she felt she was entitled to a share.
But today's meeting made her realize that, judging from Zhang Yiming's performance at the time, as long as Han Xian had a ten-year plan, he would definitely become a guest of honor at ByteDance, and he could still smoothly obtain 1% of the shares and a two million annual salary.
As for arranging a meeting with Zhang Yiming, based on the law of six, if Han Xian wants to, she will definitely succeed; it's just that the person who takes Han Xian to ByteDance might not be her.
The fact that she can be replaced means that the matchmaking was worthless, so she is not entitled to a share of ByteDance's shares!
Han Xian patted Yang Mi's thigh lightly, "It's your business if you don't want it, but what's due is still due! We just got the ByteDance shares, so it's not convenient to share them with you. I'll give you something else!"
Yang Mi grabbed Han Xian's hand and pinched it, her eyes darting around. "Give your sister something else? Don't tell me you're bullying me again by making me eat something I don't like!"
"Even if you don't like the food, I haven't seen you eat less."
"What did you say? Say it again!!!"
"Let me think about what I can give you!"
"Then go ahead and think about it! But before you do, come upstairs with me. I told you you'd be in for it after we finish talking! I'll show you what a woman nearing thirty really means!"
"Thirty as if, forty as if?"
"Get out! Come upstairs with me!"
Yang Mi was so angry that she punched Han Xian, opened the car door, and walked away fumingly.
Still showing off at a time like this!
Let's see if you can still be so cocky later!
Don't be so listless and unable to stand up straight!
……
Han Xian rarely gets to take a nap, but he was eventually woken up by being pressed down.
He opened his eyes and everything became clear. No wonder he had been having such a painful dream; Yang Mi was practically clinging to him.
Her fair, white arm rested on his chest, and her slender hands scratched red marks all over his chest.
Her long, white legs were draped over his, and her small feet were wrapped around his left leg, as if afraid he would run away.
Han Xian gently moved the arms and legs off him, stood up, glanced at Yang Mi's fair body, and suppressed a smile.
He had some red marks on his body, not many, just a dozen or so.
But there are countless red marks on Da Mi Mi's body, at least a hundred.
Some were pinched out by him, some were slapped out by him, and some were bitten out by him; they looked much more miserable than he did.
But you can't blame him. He's not an S, and Yang Mi isn't an M, but together they... are somewhat similar.
The reason is that Yang Mi wants to prove that she, a woman nearing 30, is not someone to be bullied, and she wants to regain face after kneeling and begging for mercy, so she is determined to fight him to the death.
He is very reasonable; Yang Mi insisted, so he gave it to her.
The consequences are what we have now.
……
Buzz!
Han Xian was drinking water in the living room when Yang Mi's private phone vibrated. The caller ID showed it was Zeng Jia.
Zeng Jia?
Yang Mi's agent?
Han Xian picked up his phone and returned to the master bedroom, waking Yang Mi up so she could see the missed calls on her phone.
Yang Mi took the phone and called back, mumbled a few words in a daze, hung up the phone, and gently patted Han Xian's knee, "Naughty little brother, bring your sister's computer over."
"Bad little brother? Someone was calling me 'big brother' just now!"
"...Brother~~"
"Stop! You're so clever! I'll take it! Don't yell!"
Han Xian shuddered and turned around to grab Yang Mi's laptop.
Yang Mi's sweet, childlike voice is so charming. Paired with her brother's wavy voice, he's afraid that if he transforms into a werewolf, Yang Mi won't be able to handle it and will be ruined by him.
cut~
A little brother is a little brother; he can't even handle being called "brother"—although she can't handle being teased by him anymore either!
Yang Mi subtly showed disdain for Han Xian and herself, pulled a blanket over her fair body, and took the laptop to work seriously.
Looking through the emails from the company, I saw some film and television projects, such as "Pride and Prejudice", "Hot Girl", "Pretty Li Huizhen", "Go Princess Go", and so on.
Ok?
Go Princess Go
Han Xian didn't feel anything about the previous TV dramas, because they were all starring Yang Mi and Dilraba, so it was normal for them to appear on Jaywalk Studio's TV drama list.
But Jiaxing Media also invested in "Go Princess Go"... a low-budget but wildly popular drama that was considered a flop?
Noticing Han Xian's gaze, Yang Mi moved to the side, the blanket slipping down to reveal her fair skin. "If you want to see, let's see together."
Han Xian raised an eyebrow, sat down, and helped Yang Mi pull the blanket up. "Is this something I can see? Won't it leak your company's secrets?"
"It's just a few films and TV series to choose from, nothing too secret, just don't tell anyone."
"Is that so...then could you find a way to get me this 'Go Princess Go'?"
"Go Princess Go"?
Yang Mi clicked on it, glanced at it, and then pouted.
A D-level web series, a historical time-travel comedy, with an estimated production cost of less than three million. It's only good for promoting obscure newcomers and, incidentally... doing something else.
Yang Mi glanced at Han Xian sideways. "I can work on this script and give it to you later. I can also help you apply for projects and assemble a crew, but with a production cost of less than three million, the viewership ratings for a web series like this are predictable... You want to spend money to pick up girls?"
They only started filming because the production cost was less than three million!
A web series destined to be a huge hit, reportedly generating over 100 million yuan in profits, not only made money but also made so many people famous, including Zhang Tianai, whose age is unknown.
If you don't seize such a great opportunity, you'll be wasting this rare chance!
Han Xian smiled and said, "I guess so! I know a girl from the Beijing Film Academy. With her current fame, she'd be perfect for this kind of small web series."
"From Beijing Film Academy? That means she's your junior, sister? Do you know her?"
"We don't know each other now, but we will in the future."
"You think this web series is so promising?"
"It's just a feeling. Anyway, the filming cost wasn't much, so I won't feel bad if I lose money."
"With a net worth of over 60 million, you certainly speak with a different air!"
"..."
Is it possible that I currently have over 30 million yuan in cash?
So you don't feel much about the more than 60 million shares?
Han Xian looked calmly at Yang Mi's fair skin, "When I gave you hundreds of millions or even billions, I never saw you praise me."
Yang Mi smiled, a dangerous smile, her clenched teeth gleaming. "Believe it or not, when you give me hundreds of millions or billions, I could bite you to death in one bite!"
"...I believe you! I was wrong!"
Faced with Yang Mi's bright white teeth, Han Xian bowed in admiration.
No matter how fast he drives, it's useless; one spike from Da Mimi can send him crashing!
After their banter ended, Han Xian said, "If you have some spare money... Oh, right, I forgot to ask, what's the outcome of your relationship with Jiaxing?"
Yang Mi's gaze sharpened instantly, then returned to its languid state a second later. "The betting agreement continues, but for every film or television series you shoot, or every money-making project like a GG endorsement, your shareholding will increase. Once you win the betting agreement, you'll have the right of first refusal to sell your shares! At that point, whether Jiaxing goes public or is acquired, it won't matter to you anymore!"
They'll just leave after winning the betting agreement?
Does that mean that after 18 years, Yang Mi went solo?
that……
Han Xian thought for a moment and then remained silent. Some things should be said before they are done, while others should be done first and then said.
Yang Mi glanced at her and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
"I'm deciding whether to talk first and then do, or to do first and then talk."
"Come on...! Anyway, my sister is leaving Beijing tomorrow afternoon, so I can hold on a few more times today!"
"I did not mean that."
"Oh~~~ It's not working anymore? I understand!"
"You don't understand my ass! Kneel down!"
"Waaah~"
……
More than two hours later, Yang Mi watched Han Xian leave, and it took her a long time to recover her strength with her eyes closed.
She picked up her phone and called Zeng Jia, "Old Zeng, don't cast the male lead for 'The Interpreter' yet, I have a good candidate."
Zeng paused, "What kind of person? A popular young actor? Someone with connections? Someone who brought their own funding to the project?"
"A completely newcomer with a strong background, who has already played two supporting male roles and one third male role since entering the industry, and will soon play one or two leading roles in period dramas. If he were given the lead role in 'The Interpreter,' he would be a wildly popular newcomer who went from being an unknown to a leading man in just one year with six dramas. Wouldn't that be enough hype?"
"This seemingly powerful newcomer you're talking about... could it be Han Xian?"
"You know him?"
"The news of your return to Beijing has spread these past few days. In just over two months since you entered the industry, you've acted in three dramas: 'Zhao Zilong,' 'Diamond Lover,' and 'Wu Xin: The Monster Killer,' all with named characters! Many people are guessing that he's going to sign with Tangren Media's Cai Yinong."
"Cai Yi-nong signing him? If he puts in a little effort, he could buy the entire Tangren Media!"
"Is it really that exaggerated? What's his family background?"
"I don't know either! I couldn't find out anything by trying to get information indirectly, but it's definitely not simple!"
"Understood! I won't ask any more questions! I'll make the arrangements!"
Yang Mi hung up the phone with a slight smile, yawned, and closed her eyes.
Tangren's valuation is over one billion, so Han Xian obviously can't buy it.
She must have her own motives for praising Han Xian!
Zeng Jia and others in the industry all know her background!
But they didn't know anything about Han Xian—although she wasn't entirely sure herself, his net worth of over 60 million at the age of twenty was more than enough!
And it's better to be unclear, because in this industry, mystery and the unknown can arouse curiosity and awe!
She created a mysterious and unknown identity for Han Xian, so that others would not dare to underestimate him and could better protect her interests!
This is called a win-win situation!