Of course, Yu Ningning could see that Wei Er's worldview was undergoing a dramatic transformation. She neither confirmed nor denied it, but asked with a smile, "...After hearing such a long story, has Director Wei Er had any inspiration?"

After a moment of silence, Wei Er hesitated before speaking, "...I do have some inspiration, but..."

He looked up at Yu Ningning: "From what Brother Jing Ke just said, I have a vague guess that the main audience for the film that Miss Yu is going to make may not be us... or rather, the people of 'this world'..."

"This is more like an advertisement, aimed at the large number of history tourists who, like Brother Jing Ke, are tormented by their relentless obsession day after day, right?"

"You are telling them that you can give them peace."

"And what they have to do is find you, get bound to you, and work for you."

"Despite the existence of a so-called system, Miss Yu's ambitions are clearly no longer limited to having the system control everything and arranging all the so-called guests."

"You are used to taking full control of everything and having a firm grasp on every possibility in life... Ms. Yu, you are a very strong person at heart."

"Excuse me for speaking frankly, Miss Yu, this is far too difficult a task."

Yu Ningning revealed a sly smile and coaxed, "Director Wei Er, for the sake of my thirteen million, I believe you have the ability and strength, don't you?"

For a moment, Wei Er was choked by the thought of money. He felt wronged for a long time before he could only say with a pitiful expression, "...Considering how generous Miss Yu is, I naturally have to have the ability to do so."

"If that's the case, what about the film's profitability..."

Knowing what Wei Er was about to say, Yu Ningning simply took a sip of tea and calmly added, "...Oh, I forgot to remind Director Wei Er. I'm the kind of person who likes to have my cake and eat it too."

"So after taking my 13 million, in addition to the goals mentioned earlier, this movie still has to be profitable."

"Unless you can find another person to give you thirteen million."

Wei Er: ...

If he could find her, he probably would have turned and run away without looking back the moment Yu Ningning said her first words.

Now it's just a matter of "a tiger fallen into the plains being bullied by dogs," "people die for wealth, birds die for food," "when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head," "even a hero can be brought down by a penny," and "a man's knees are worth gold"...

Clearly on the verge of tears, Wei Er finally managed to utter, "Okay, as Miss Yu said, the investors have the final say. I promise to do everything as Miss Yu says."

Yu Ningning smiled with satisfaction: "Then I'll have to trouble Director Wei Er. I don't have much time myself, could you bring me the script in three days?"

Even though he was already aware of Yu Ningning's exploitative nature, Wei Er was still stunned for a moment: "Three days?"

Yu Ningning nodded obediently: "Is there anything wrong with that?"

Having long been accustomed to Yu Ningning's capitalist demeanor, everyone around Wei Er looked at him with pity, their expressions revealing undisguised sympathy.

How did such a pure and innocent director, dedicated to art, end up in the hands of this ruthless devil who devours people without spitting out the bones?

How pitiful.