I am a Big Player
Chapter 552 - 546, No Melodrama (Second Update)_1

Chapter 552: 546, No Melodrama (Second Update)_1

A fine autumn rain descended upon Amsterdam, the capital hailed as the Tulip Kingdom, where the streets were in full bloom with fresh flowers at this time.

The petals of the fresh flowers did not wither due to the rain; instead, they appeared even more delicate and charming with the raindrops upon them.

The surrounding European architecture was precise and beautiful, making the people on the streets at this moment feel as though they had stepped back into the Middle Ages.

When everyone arrived, they were all wearing short sleeves and shorts, but the chill that followed the rain made wearing such attire rather unbearable...

One spell of autumn rain, one bout of cold weather, I didn’t expect this old Chinese saying to be so applicable in the Netherlands as well.

Ren He stayed in a suite, the whole room exuded the atmosphere of a European medieval chamber from the movies; right at the entrance hung a huge deer head, and art pieces were tastefully arranged beside it.

The most important feature was the fireplace in the middle of the room...

Ren He inquired with the hotel’s butler, finding that this hotel was somewhat upscale. It seemed that Chen Da had requested quite a sum of funds for this trip, hence the availability of a personal butler service. Ren He’s goal in seeking out the hotel butler was to ask if the fireplace could be lit; not that he was cold, as his ability to endure the cold was quite remarkable now.

If asked to jump into icy waters during a snowfall at this moment, it was likely he wouldn’t exhibit any cramps or shock symptoms given his physical fitness.

His wish to light the wood in the fireplace was entirely spurred by his yearning for scenes from the movies; ever since watching Harry Potter, he had hoped to one day sleep on the chaise longue beside a fireplace, a thought he found quite amusing.

The hotel butler said that lighting the fireplace would be no issue, but it would be considered an additional chargeable service and would require an extra deposit.

Ren He didn’t care about the expenses and instructed the hotel butler to light up all the firewood.

When the costs were tallied up, just the firewood alone was 10 US dollars—indeed, this was quite literally burning money... Ren He’s stay for one day amounted to more than ten thousand yuan; compared to a senior who spent only 100,000 for over a month traveling through ten European countries, it really was a staggering difference...

In the evenings, when there was nothing else to do, Chen Da would come to have tea and chat with Ren He, who had nothing better to do and thus shared his room number with him.

Chen Da sat on another chaise longue in front of the fireplace and thought, "This is what you call living life..."

Being a teacher was good, leading a drama troupe to international acclaim was also good, but both of these, unfortunately, had little connection with money.

The prize money for winning a drama competition was merely 100,000 US dollars. After allocating a portion to the school and another portion for the troupe’s expenditures, there wasn’t much left for Mr. Chen.

So, if one wanted to make money, it was still necessary to return to the entertainment industry, and at this moment, the most reliable person who could help him was probably Ren He.

During dinner, Xia Yuting went to the hotel’s buffet restaurant with Ren He and Mr. Chen. She was quite envious when she heard about the fireplace in Ren He’s room, but she did not request to experience it herself in his room.

Chen Da was somewhat surprised, "Yuting and Ren He knew each other before?"

"We’re neighbors," Xia Yuting replied with a smile that brought an extra brilliance to the surroundings. She was a true beauty, one that could make any man’s heart stir.

Xia Yuting laughed, "I bought the Courtyard House based on Ren He’s advice. He said buying a Courtyard House was a guaranteed profit, and I could even resell it later. I bought it for over five million yuan back then, and now someone has offered 27 million yuan to buy it. This is honestly more profitable than acting, and it saves me the trouble! If Ren He comes across such an opportunity again, he must let me know."

When Xia Yuting initially purchased the house, she didn’t think too much about it or plan to resell it, but the rate at which the property’s value had appreciated was beyond her imagination.

Looking back, Ren He had confidently said that buying the Courtyard House would definitely make money, but at the time, I had my doubts.

As it turned out, he indeed always had the magic touch to turn decay into wonder, making money seemed a breeze for him.

For Ren He, the reason he didn’t care about money and fame was precisely because it was too easy for him.

On the contrary, chasing dreams was much more difficult; dreams were always the loneliest and most passionate thorny path.

"The rise in the real estate industry is inevitable," Ren He said with a smile, "I heard about it from my family, so I can’t take all the credit."

"Mr. Chen, you don’t know, Ren He’s courtyard is more than three times larger than mine, with jujube trees, persimmon trees, walnut trees. When the season comes, everyone goes to his courtyard to pick and eat, it’s all organic and unpolluted, and it tastes so good," Xia Yuting recalled, "His chef is also great, the small vegetable rolls and pancakes are simply superb!"

"I must try it sometime," Chen Da said, somewhat intrigued.

However, Ren He didn’t join the conversation; the Courtyard House was his headquarters, and only friends he acknowledged could enter, not those he wasn’t very familiar with.

Such a way of making friends might be a bit pretentious, but in life, you don’t need many friends, just the ones you’re close to.

Spending the summer sitting together, drinking beer, and being able to talk about the same topics was better than anything.

If just anyone could enter the courtyard, then the courtyard would no longer be as it was.

This was why everyone in the Qinghe Group envied those colleagues who could enter and leave the Courtyard House; those who returned to the group from there always talked about how great the big boss was, inviting them to stay for meals, how wonderful and fragrant the food was, and how wise the big boss was...

The Courtyard House had indeed become a sacred place within the Qinghe Group, and those who went there did so with a pilgrim’s fervor...

Suddenly, Xia Yuting suggested, "I know of a Michelin restaurant nearby, my treat, how about we go there to eat?"

Chen Da was naturally willing to be treated by a beauty, and he agreed on the spot.

Yet, Ren He thought about it and declined, "I’m a bit tired today, just want to rest in my room, you two go ahead."

At that moment, Ren He felt it was better to stay where he could access firearms at any time, as he had a vague feeling that danger was drawing closer, but he didn’t know where it would come from or whether it would come directly at him.

His main purpose in coming to the Netherlands was to interact with the CIA; everything else was secondary.

Moreover, there was another point: being abroad, it was fine for everyone to dine together, but if he was caught dining out with Xia Yuting by paparazzi attending the film festival from his home country, and Yang Xi saw it, he would not be able to live in peace.

Xia Yuting was very beautiful, and their relationship was good; Ren He even felt that she understood him well.

The moment the word ’understanding’ appeared, it was not far from becoming intimate friends.

But as Ren He saw it, since he had chosen to be with Yang Xi, it was important to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.

Aren’t misunderstandings leading to the breakup of lovers despite their love a common trope in movies? Ren He didn’t want his life to be so dramatic...