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Chapter 143: Want to Know Where She Is

Chapter 143: Chapter 143: Want to Know Where She Is

Not long after Chen Jie had left, Song Yi was summoned to the office by Fu Shinian. Before Fu Shinian could speak, Song Yi took the initiative:

"The news from Song Zhengxian is that he wants to bid on a plot of land but lacks funds."

Fu Shinian couldn’t help but look up at him:

"You know what I want to ask?"

Song Yi smiled slightly:

"Chen Jie must have only discussed Qin Nianwan with Mr. Fu, aside from her conversation."

Fu Shinian responded lightly:

"How big is the funding gap?"

"One billion."

"Land in H country is indeed cheap."

Song Yi: "..."

How come these words sounded so irritating? For someone like Mr. Fu, naturally, it was cheap, but for someone like Song Yi, a salaried worker, it might be an unachievable height in a lifetime.

"Is a market research needed?"

Fu Shinian glanced at him lightly: "Why conduct research? Do not waste that energy, the money in H country doesn’t interest me."

Song Yi: "... Yes."

This meant that Fu Shinian had no plans to lend money to Qin Nianwan again.

"Keep an eye on Song Zhengxian’s activities lately, I always feel if Qin Nianwan can’t raise the funds, Song Zhengxian might come himself." Fu Shinian rose from his seat: "Just be extra careful."

Song Yi acknowledged, and seeing that Fu Shinian had taken a glass of water for himself and then stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window without moving, he initially thought there was nothing else to be discussed and was about to leave quietly when he was stopped:

"Song Yi."

Song Yi halted, looking at Fu Shinian’s back:

"Mr. Fu."

"Go check..." He paused for a few seconds, an unusual hesitation for Shinian, who was known to be resolute and decisive—afterwards, as if having made up his mind, he spoke flatly:

"Go check Mrs. Fu’s location."

Song Yi doubted what he had just heard and couldn’t help but exclaim:

"Wha... what?"

"She’s likely at Wei Shaoqin’s turf, focus on inspecting Wei Shaoqin’s properties, including his parents’. There’s no rush, take your time with it."

Song Yi dared not ask further, but he understood that some conflict had arisen between Fu Shinian and Su Mu; his instinct told him that this conflict might be the biggest ever.

"Yes."

——

When Qin Nianwan arrived at Studio Ten, Chen Jie had not yet returned. She had come to inquire about her work arrangements, as she had been out of work for half a month, and with Song Zhengxian pressuring her intensely, she grew increasingly worried that she might never see Xuanxuan again.

Han Lu sat beside her, somewhat dissatisfied:

"What’s the use of looking for Chen Jie? Why don’t you go to Mr. Fu? If you just ask him, he naturally has plenty of resources for you. Although Chen Jie is capable, she’s ultimately just an employee. Those so-called plans might make someone a future movie star, but Qin Nianwan, did you come back to become a movie star?"

Although Han Lu’s words were unpleasant, they almost provoked Qin Nianwan to anger, but she still tried to suppress her dissatisfaction:

"I already borrowed 50 million from him. Now, to go to him for work would inevitably reveal flaws. We determined earlier that coming back meant taking advantage of Fu Shinian’s resources to make a good sum in the entertainment industry. You and Song Zhengxian saw it yourselves, Fu Shinian indeed allowed us to earn money. If it weren’t for Song Zhengxian suddenly wanting to develop some land, we wouldn’t be in such a passive position."

Han Lu chuckled lightly:

"Are you blaming my brother with that comment? But Qin Nianwan, don’t forget who saved your life back then. Without my brother, where would you be today? Everything he does is for our future well-being. Don’t you want Xuanxuan to have a good life? Don’t you want to see her continue to live in a slum in Country H?"

"I don’t want that, of course I don’t, but there should be a limit to everything. I just borrowed 50 million and now they say I need another hundred million, where am I supposed to get all this money?"

"Mr. Fu won’t miss that little bit of money."

"No matter how rich he is, it’s still his money!" Qin Nianwan looked at Han Lu dissatisfiedly, "Are you and Song Zhengxian thinking that I won’t ever pay it back?"

Han Lu smiled faintly:

"Qin Nianwan, remember you’re Fu Shinian’s ex-girlfriend. When you broke up, he gave you a big sum as a break-up fee, didn’t he? Even though you’re not involved with him now, relationships can be rebuilt. If you want, nothing is impossible. If you find a way to reconnect with Fu Shinian, surely he won’t be stingy about giving you some money."

Qin Nianwan incredulously looked at Han Lu:

"What do you mean by that? Are you suggesting I seduce Fu Shinian?"

"Why must you make it sound so harsh? It would just be reigniting old passion."

If Qin Nianwan remembered correctly, originally Han Lu had been set to monitor her by Song Zhengxian to prevent her from entangling with any man and to ensure she wouldn’t keep pining for Fu Shinian, adversely affecting their plans. But why had Han Lu changed her tactics so soon?

"Did Song Zhengxian tell you to say this to me?"

"It’s just a suggestion, for your consideration. Of course, if you can gather a hundred million in the remaining time, you can disregard my words. But Qin Nianwan, you don’t have much time left if you still want to see Xuanxuan."

Everyone has their vulnerabilities. If Grandma is Fu Shinian’s soft spot, then Xuanxuan is Qin Nianwan’s. What she could least bear was Song Zhengxian and Han Lu repeatedly threatening her using Xuanxuan, yet the most helpless fact was, Xuanxuan was in their control, and she was utterly unable to resist.

Seeing Qin Nianwan’s repressed appearance, Han Lu couldn’t help laughing:

"Why put on such a tortured act? Weren’t you the one who wanted to drive Mrs. Fu away from Mr. Fu and take her place? Now that my brother doesn’t care about it anymore, why do you suddenly act like a paragon of virtue? I advise you to know when to stop and not to play the ingrate."

"You..."

Just as Qin Nianwan was about to retort, Chen Jie came in from outside and interrupted her, sensing that the atmosphere was off, she asked:

"What’s going on here?"

Qin Nianwan shook her head slightly:

"It’s nothing."

Artists have their privacy, and although agents can know everything, Chen Jie wasn’t that type of person. Proper privacy still needed to be maintained for artists. Seeing Qin Nianwan didn’t want to speak and Han Lu showed no peculiar expression, she didn’t press for the reason:

"Did you come to see me for something?"

Qin Nianwan smiled faintly:

"I primarily wanted to discuss a sponsorship matter with you."