He didn't know what the other person said, but his face stiffened. He glanced at her and then hung up the phone.

Li Mu said with a slight apology:

"I'm sorry, I'm quite busy here and can't help you with anything else. You can go and collect your wages for today's performance."

Before Wen Jiaojiao could say anything, Li Mu sat back down and got busy.

She suddenly felt awkward and had no choice but to obediently return to the changing room.

"That's strange. Why did his attitude change like this after he answered the phone?"

Wen Zhaoye walked back and said to Li Zhu:

"Can you help me? I'd like to invest in some TV series and movies."

Li Zhu walked to the car and was about to open the door when he said:

"Young Master is also interested in this line of work?"

Wen Zhaoye leaned against the car door, his long legs crossed, the hem of his suit trousers rolled up to reveal his fair ankles.

With a cigarette dangling from his lips, his handsome face, though roguish, exuded a calm demeanor as he said, "I'm not interested, but my little sister seems quite interested, so I'd like to cast her as the lead actress."

Li Zhu advised:

"The entertainment industry is quite chaotic. If she really plays the female lead, it's easy for her to develop feelings for the male lead on set."

Wen Zhaoye was speechless for a moment, then spoke the next second:

"Then replace all the male leads with ugly, fat, and old ones."

Who's going to watch that?

Li Zhu didn't dare to say it outright, but nodded awkwardly and said, "I'll send you some scripts; you can choose a few."

Wen Zhaoye gazed thoughtfully ahead and said calmly, "Just give it to my sister directly. Whichever role she wants to play, I'll cast my vote."

Li Zhu: "..."

It's rare to find a boss who could have such a devoted son.