It was dimly lit and very quiet inside.

"Sir, the wine you requested."

“Bang!”

Lin Zhi leaned over and placed a bottle of whiskey on the coffee table. The sound of a lighter came from the sofa opposite, and then a noble face was illuminated.

"Mr. Fu."

Lin Zhi slowly stood up and looked straight at the noble man who was lazily leaning on the sofa.

He took a puff of his cigarette, and the white smoke instantly obscured his face.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Lin Zhi continued, "The female lead of 'Jun Wan Yue' was originally chosen to be me, and you invested in the middle of the process and brought in an actor. What's the point of holding an audition? Mr. Fu, we don't owe each other anything. There's no need to be so picky about me, right?"

The lights in the box suddenly lit up.

A teasing male voice appeared behind him: "Yo, I've been waiting for you."

Lin Zhi subconsciously turned around and saw a man in a leather jacket leaning against the door, waving at her with a playful smile, "Ms. Lin, long time no see."

After a glance, Lin Zhi looked away.

The man sat on the sofa, his long legs crossed, his whole body exuding a lazy posture. The sleeves of his expensive black shirt were half-rolled up, revealing his strong wheat-colored forearms. A lit cigarette was held between his fingers, smoke curling up.

Suddenly, he leaned over and knocked the cigarette butt into the ashtray on the coffee table in front of him. "I'm not qualified to target you."

The cold voice had a somewhat ruthless tone.

Lin Zhi raised his chin and looked away.

"If that's the case, with so many film and television projects under your belt, why did you suddenly choose to invest in 'Jun Wan Yue'?"

"Your broker should tell you the purpose of my investment."

"Wang Mingyue is yours? I didn't even know when the Fu Group got involved in the film and television industry?"

"Businessmen naturally do whatever makes money."

"Mr. Fu is praising a female star so much. Does your wife know?"