Jin Shu smiled.

"Never mind that. It's seventy million, right? I'll make a call."

"You're making a phone call too?"

Jin Shu nodded, dialed the number, and then made a "shh" gesture to the director.

"Hey Dad, can you lend me some money? I'll pay you back in six months."

How much money do you want to borrow... maybe 100 million?

One hundred million isn't much to you. I'll pay it back. How about I pay you back two hundred million?

Sigh... Mom passed away early, and you're my only family now. Is the affection between family members worth less than a billion dollars?

"What do you need a hundred million for? You brat, I didn't say anything when you ran off to make your way in the world at seventeen instead of studying properly, but now you're back asking for money and you dare to ask for it?"

Jin Shu fiddled with the paint on the table, her face expressionless.

"So now I'm back to mend my relationship with my daughter. Isn't the first step for a daughter to rely on her father to ask him for money? If I don't ask him for money anymore, how can I possibly trust and rely on him?"

And I've decided to take the college entrance exam.

The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became serious and earnest.

"Really? A proper exam? Not one where you just flip through a book and embarrass yourself? And definitely not one where you show off your combined score of less than 100 in Chinese, Math, and English after your dad has bragged to others?"

The director was completely bewildered.

How many times has this father been hurt?

Jin Shu spoke with certainty and seriousness.

"Yes, the kind of exam that guarantees you'll get into university and bring honor to your family."

"Great! With that kind of spirit, I'll have the finance department transfer the money to you later! How about your dad flies over to see you in a couple of days?"

Jin Shu, who had received the money, provided excellent service.

"Can."

"Really?"

"Yes, really."

Grandpa Jin on the other end of the phone suddenly seemed a little lost.

His daughter used to think he was a disgrace, believing he was a nouveau riche who made his fortune by reselling demolished properties and was incomparable to other entrepreneurs who started out properly.

In addition, he was too busy when his daughter was young and never took care of her. The father-daughter relationship was as distant as that of strangers on the street, the kind that would not greet each other even if they saw each other.

My daughter was rebellious from a young age. After graduating from high school, she didn't want to study anymore and directly followed in her idol's footsteps into the entertainment industry. She has never returned home in all these years and has become famous in that circle on her own.

Old Man Jin felt both heartache and pride, but even more so, guilt and inferiority.

His daughter is doing so well, and he doesn't want her to be ridiculed because of him, so he has cooperated with her all these years and never disturbed her life.

After many years, his daughter finally took the initiative to contact him.

Although he was asking for money right away, the old man was both excited and thrilled.

He only has one daughter, Jin Shu. All the money he has worked so hard to earn in his life will eventually be hers. No matter how much she squanders it, she will never be able to spend it all. Now that she is willing to spend her own money, her father is actually happy.

The money arrived in my account very quickly.

"Then I'll pack my things now? Do you have a helipad where you are? Dad's flying..."

"Taking public transportation and private transportation is bad for the environment."

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you."

After hanging up the phone, Jin Shu checked the money in her card and then looked at the director, who seemed lost in thought.

"The money has arrived, shall I transfer it to you now?"

"...Jin Shu, what does your father do?"

One hundred million, given away without hesitation, and it's in liquid form.

what does that mean?

This means her family's assets are at least several billion.

With that kind of wealth, why bother in the entertainment industry? Why suffer? Why not just go home, inherit the family fortune, and live like a princess?

Jin Shu, however, remained calm.

“My family was very poor before. We received more than 100 million yuan from the demolition compensation. Later, my dad used this money to buy some unfinished buildings. These unfinished buildings gradually became shopping malls, school district houses, and Maoye Building in our area.”

My dad mainly does development work now, and he earns a few dollars a year.

"A few... um...?"

"100 million."

"!!!"

The director almost knelt down before Jin Shu.

She's met a real heiress!

"Your family is so rich... I've never heard of it before. You're quite low-key, huh?"

"That belongs to my dad, what does it have to do with me?"

"...Yes, that's very principled."

"But I've come to terms with it now. He's gone, but the money will be mine sooner or later. If I don't spend it now, I'll never be able to spend it all. So let's set a small goal first: spend 100 million."

"...Hmm, stop talking."

The original owner's father was a well-known wealthy man in Guangzhou.

However, because her father had done some improper things when he was young, he had a bad reputation in the local area, and the proud original owner never mentioned her background to anyone.

Of course, the original owner is the original owner.

Jin Shu is Jin Shu.

The original owner was conflicted and struggled with himself, eventually suffering from depression and passing away, leaving his father's billions of dollars with nowhere to go. In the end, he poured all his longing for his daughter and all his love into his daughter's best friend, Chen Mianyi.

Before his death, his father left a large fortune to Chenmianyi.

Thinking of this, Jin Shu felt disgusted.

With money, the director's backbone instantly straightened.

Chen Mianyi sat in the artists' dressing room, surrounded by several actors from the same production crew.

She was surrounded by everyone, who asked her all sorts of questions.

"You're too outspoken! Actually, I also think the director's treatment of Jin Shu is abnormal, but we don't dare to say it."

"Well, it's only because you have connections and resources that you're confident. If it were us, we would have been kicked out."

"You've offended Jin Shu like this, aren't you afraid she'll make things difficult for you later? I heard she's incredibly generous, often treating her co-stars to meals and buying them luxury gifts. If she gangs up on you, your future is going to be tough."

Despite his deep sleep, he appeared calm and composed, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

"Just because no one taught her a lesson before doesn't mean she won't in the future. If she continues to be so arrogant and domineering, someone will naturally teach her a lesson."

"It has to be Sister Shen. One phone call from Sister Shen and the director doesn't dare to utter a sound. I just heard the assistant director saying that he wanted to add more scenes for Sister Shen."

Chenmian smiled.

"None of this matters. I just want to focus on making movies. I just can't stand some people who think they're so important just because they have some connections. That's how I am. If I don't like something, I'll fight it. So, she either gets out or she has to put up with it."

The group continued to praise him.

With a slight smile, Chenmian opened her phone and sent a text message to that mysterious number.

"Thank you."

"I should thank you in person and treat you to a meal."

Are you free tomorrow? I'd like to treat you to dinner.

She sent out three text messages and stared at the screen, waiting.

I felt inexplicably nervous.

When they first exchanged numbers, she had no idea how capable the other person really was. This time, she called him purely to test him.