The shooting schedule was very tight.

He only gets half a day off each week.

He usually spends half a day video chatting with Xiao Qingyin—the filming location is not in City A, so they have to live apart.

On the 7th, after finishing work, which was also a day off, he and the crew had lunch and were about to return to their rooms when they saw someone unexpectedly appear there.

"Let's talk."

Ni Yan said calmly.

Yi Shuihan chuckled lightly: "Alright."

He wanted to see what kind of wine this man had in his gourd.

The two sat down in the coffee shop on the first floor of the hotel. The coffee shop was very quiet with only two or three tables occupied.

After ordering coffee, Ni Yan got straight to the point: "I'll give you 100 million. Break up with her immediately."

A smile crept across Yi Shuihan's lips.

"One hundred million? In RMB or USD?"

Ni Yan's face darkened.

"Of course it's Hua Yuan."

One hundred million yuan is more than enough, yet this person still covets rice!

How greedy and shameless!

Xiao Qingyin was still as naive as ever, never able to see through people's true nature.

Yi Shuihan crossed his legs, leaned back in his chair, and chuckled, "You have hundreds of billions in assets, yet you're only willing to give me one hundred million. Are you too stingy, or is she too insignificant?"

Ni Yan's face fell.

“One hundred million is more than enough for you. With your current net worth, to save one hundred million, you would need to take on at least a dozen TV dramas and film for nearly ten years. If you had one hundred million now, you could invest it to increase its value, and in ten years it would be worth tens or hundreds of billions.”

Yi Shuihan smiled and said, "You said it yourself, with my current net worth, if I accidentally become famous, I can easily make a hundred million by taking on a few advertisements. Why would I give up the only daughter of the Xiao family for your little bit of money?"

Sure enough, this person was only with Xiao Qingyin because of the Xiao family.

A hint of disdain flashed across Ni Yan's eyes.

"Then name your price, how much will it take for you to leave her?"

Yi Shuihan opened one hand.

Five hundred million?

Yi Shuihan shook his head.

"Fifty billion?"

Yi Shuihan shook his head again.

Ni Yan's face turned completely dark.

"Fifty billion is already an astronomical figure, and you want five hundred billion? Even if you become incredibly famous, you won't earn that much in ten years."

Yi Shuihan shook his head slightly: "Wrong, it's not five hundred, it's five thousand."

Ni Yan: "..."

He doesn't even have 500 billion in his entire fortune.

What kind of daydream is this person having?

One hundred million is enough for him to have someone kill him silently several times over.

He said coldly, "At most one billion."

Yi Shuihan shrugged: "It seems we can't reach an agreement."

Ni Yan flew into a rage: "Don't you even know who you are? Do you think you can get whatever you want just because you have a pretty face? One day you'll offend someone and you won't even know how you died. You still dream of 500 billion? Ha!"

Yi Shuihan put his leg down, stood up, and shrugged.

"I may not be anything special, but she just likes my face, so what can you do about it?"

Ni Yan was so angry she almost had a heart attack.

After Yi Shuihan left, the waiter brought over the coffee, which he gulped down several mouthfuls of, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"You refused a toast, so you'll have to suffer the consequences. You asked for this."