Mu Shian was very handso, with a temperant sowhat similar to Feng Ciye. He wore a dark gray fitted suit and cheerfully stopped Zhou Yitian, "Mr. Zhou, shall we have a chat?"
Zhou Yitian was a bit cautious. What did President Mu of Chenguang Entertainnt want with him?
"I want to discuss the matter of our Chenguang Entertainnt acquiring Starry Sky Studio with you."
Zhou Yitian was stunned, what?
Acquiring... their studio?
Mu Shian smiled, "Since I don’t know who the real owner behind your studio is, I contacted you, Mr. Zhou. Our company is willing to acquire Starry Sky Studio for 700 million."
million!
Zhou Yitian gasped.
million was definitely a substantial amount. The boss once had great luck with a web variety show, but that didn’t an they would always have such good fortune for big hits. 700 million could be more than the studio could earn in a lifeti.
After all, in the entertainnt industry, there are many studios, and the ones that go bankrupt are as nurous as oxen in a herd.
Mu Shian smiled, "You can pass this on to your boss. I hope there’s an opportunity for cooperation."
million!
Mu Shian was absolutely confident that the real owner behind Starry Sky Studio would be tempted by this offer.
When Su Li received this phone call, she refused directly without thinking.
million?
Is 700 million a lot?
Is she short of 700 million?
Su Li didn’t take this matter to heart and strolled back ho to Qinshui Blue Shore.
Recently, the weather was getting colder and colder, and the dormitory was like an ice cellar. Whenever there weren’t many classes, Su Li just wanted to go ho and warm up.
As the sky darkened, Su Li leaned on the window and looked at the majestic Ao Shi Group building in the distance.
Most of the windows in the building had turned dark, except for the lights still on in the president’s office.
Supporting her face, Su Li looked at that window and murmured to herself, "Feng Huaijin, are you working overti again?"
Tsk tsk tsk, look at the craze for making money, no wonder she has so much money...
Inside the Ao Shi Group Building
The cold fluorescent lights in the president’s office were still shining bright. The interior was quiet, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Feng Huaijin lay on the brown-black desk, his extraordinarily handso face showing a deep fatigue, his eyes tightly shut, his eyelashes lightly trembling, and his brow gradually furrowed, as if he were having a terrible dream.
He had a dream, and this dream... was simply a nightmare!
On his twenty-fourth birthday, a son appeared who looked eighty percent like him.
The little boy held his hand, looking up with those big watery eyes, and said in a childish voice, "Papa! Papa!"
Feng Huaijin’s face darkened, feeling as guilty as a thief, he looked around and imdiately said, "Who’s your papa? I’m not your papa! Don’t call that."
The little cutie Tuanzi’s shoulders sagged imdiately, making Feng Huaijin feel a bit of remorse.
Suddenly, Su Li ca over from a distance wearing a bright red warm winter dress, looking at him in so surprise and asked, "Who’s this child?"
The little boy imdiately said excitedly, "He’s my papa! I’m his son!"
Feng Huaijin watched as Su Li’s face turned from red to white, then instantly to blue and purple.
"Su Li, listen to , I don’t know where this son ca from, I—"
Su Li raised her hand and slapped him hard on the face, saying with disgust, "Such a grown-up son? Feng Huaijin, you scumbag! Stay away from !"
Feng Huaijin watched as Su Li walked away, disappearing from sight...
"No, that’s not my son... I don’t know... Su Li—!"
Feng Huaijin suddenly opened his eyes, looking around at the empty office, drenched in sweat.
It was a nightmare.
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