I am a Big Player
Chapter 586 - 580. Sir Yang’s Invitation (Second Update)_1

Chapter 586: 580. Sir Yang’s Invitation (Second Update)_1

The tea must continue to be drunk, life must go on, but at this point Chen Da had become far too relaxed. The frustration that had accumulated over the years was vented out over the past two days. He didn’t necessarily want to see Xu Xiaowen suffer terribly; it’s just that it wouldn’t be fair to his own years of being duped by the other if Xu Xiaowen didn’t face some setbacks.

Now both he and Zhang Ming were certain that Xu Xiaowen’s drop from the A-list to the B-list was set in stone. As for where she ends up finally, no one can say for sure, all depends on how the people at Qinghe Group carry out the big boss’s instructions.

Ren He said to Zhang Ming with a smile, "You guys start preparing. Tomorrow I’m going to take Erbao and the others into the mountains. I’ll be borrowing them for a week."

"That’s not up to you to decide. Renting the venue and stuff also takes over a week. You just worry about using them," Zhang Ming said, having a clear idea of the entire filming plan. The filming team wasn’t scheduled to start this early anyway.

The best part about this film is that the actors aren’t big shots; their pay is fixed, as no schedule is set in stone. Whenever Crazy Stone is finished, that is when it ends.

Chen Da was a bit surprised. Were Ren He and Liu Erbao on good terms? He knew about Liu Erbao; that bunch had been rampant in the entertainment circle for a long time, not buying anyone’s account. Anyone who had previously approached them with a sense of self-importance for a collaboration would end up with a setback.

This was, without a doubt, an international top-tier filming team.

If he had such resources, he wouldn’t be someone Elder Jiang could just threaten with a ban so easily, so he had always envied this group of people.

But why does it seem like Liu Erbao and Ren He have a particularly good relationship, acting like brothers all day long, with Liu Erbao and the others showing an attitude that they only follow Ren He’s lead...

This team, isn’t it Knight’s dedicated team? Chen Da felt his speculation might be a bit bold...

After Chen Da and Zhang Ming came out of the suite, Zhang Ming glanced at him and smiled, "How about we grab some drinks in my room?"

"Sure," Chen Da’s eyes lit up, and he suddenly asked, "Director Zhang, do you know the relationship between Ren He and Liu Erbao and the others?"

Zhang Ming smiled and shook his head, "When it’s time for you to know, you’ll naturally find out."

For some reason, Chen Da always felt that even after being in contact for so long, it seemed he still hadn’t fully understood the young man, as if a layer of fog continued to shroud the sky. Behind those thick layers of clouds lay Ren He’s true face.

Ren He sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, wondering where Yang Xi had gone off to play, leaving him alone in the hotel. Even playing Dota felt a bit uninteresting.

The power of capital comes with side effects; the more proactive Qinghe’s faction becomes outside, the more attention it will attract. The real big fish in the world of capital might have already started to take notice.

This was only a matter of time, and Ren He was waiting for the most reliable opportunity to appear.

Self-proclaimed a Big Player, since he chose to play with capital, then he must play it to the fullest.

Qinghe’s big net was already spread; the seeds had been sown. It remained to be seen what kind of fruits they would ultimately bear.

At this moment, Yang Xi suddenly called. Ren He picked up and heard Yang Xi’s hesitant voice, "Grandfather invites you to go home for a meal... but you don’t have to go."

The old man of the Yang Family rarely made public appearances now, only visible at some major meetings. The Yang Family had a strong family tradition; Yang En and his two brothers were considered, at least in public opinion, characters of firm principle and upright posture. It would seem that the old man wouldn’t be too different.

Ren He agreed with Yang En’s path; the other was devoted to the national interest, risking life and blood, something Ren He felt he himself couldn’t do—he was just an ordinary citizen.

Yet, he admired such characters. Regardless of whether what they did was meaningful, it was the presence of these people that allowed him to live peacefully.

If he were in the Middle East, would the CIA have any reason to hold back?

So Ren He kept wondering, what kind of person was the old master of the Yang Family? What was this sudden invitation to dinner for? It must be related to capital somehow, right? Otherwise, why would he sit at the same table with the old man?

"Sure, definitely going. Has a time been set?" Ren He smiled.

"Grandpa said he’ll work around your schedule," Yang Xi said. This surprised Ren He somewhat. He hadn’t met such an important person in either his past or present life. He always imagined that such people would insist on seeing him whenever they wanted, and that he’d have no choice but to comply. But now they were accommodating his schedule; it was a sign of respect, and that was quite interesting.

Others who traveled through time always seemed to have a personal grandpa or something, guiding their martial arts and helping them find the best resources. Yet here he was with nothing but the Divine Punishment System, also known as the pest, beside him—as if he owed it a few hundred million dollars. That really wasn’t fair!

Ren He had never thought about using the power of the Yang Family, but if the opportunity truly arose, that would be great!

Ren He was a pragmatic person. They had already shown him respect, and it wouldn’t be appropriate for him to be overly sentimental at this point.

Perhaps, the best time had finally come...

"Then let’s say next week," decided Ren He on the timing.

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Elder Jiang sat in his spacious room, his mind replaying the incident of Zhang Ming not answering his calls; it left him feeling uneasy.

Having spent so much time in the entertainment industry, he was accustomed to everyone’s reverence. Suddenly, a big shot barged in and told him he wasn’t even qualified to stand on equal footing. How could he bear such humiliation?

Some called him an old thief behind his back, others regarded him the dark force of the entertainment industry. But who dared to openly disrespect him?

Now, even the actor he wanted to ban was being employed by his opponent; talking about it was like a blatant slap in Jiang Wensheng’s face!

But was the entertainment industry really that simple? He’d just have to wait and see.

Jiang Wensheng picked up the phone and dialed: "Director Zhang, you’re taking my call amidst your busy schedule?"

"Elder Jiang, don’t say that, haha. How could I dare not answer your call? What can I do for you?" The voice of Director Zhang on the other end of the line was full of laughter.

"It’s been a while since we last met. I was planning to hear your guidance on our entertainment circle. How about it, shall I treat you to dinner tomorrow night?" Jiang Wensheng used polite language on the phone, and the conversation between the two was oddly formal.

"Tomorrow night? Sure, you set the place," Director Zhang said cheerily.

"Alright, we’ll contact again tomorrow!" Only after Director Zhang hung up did Jiang Wensheng disconnect the call.

He stood up and retrieved a small case from the cabinet. Upon opening it, a pair of crystal-clear jade bracelets shone flawlessly under the light.

The other party might speak courteously, but when it came to tempering his physique, Jiang Wensheng never dared to be careless.

To put it nicely, they were giving him face as an old-timer. To put it bluntly, if they really turned against him, he would have nowhere to appeal.

Jiang Wensheng’s expression darkened. An amateur thinks he can produce a film? Just wait for the crushing blow of being branded as touching upon politics!

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