"Dad, why did you come to me so mysteriously?"

Yan Zhen looked excited: "Son, what do you think of this?"

After saying that, he took out a document. Yan Mofei took a look at it and was instantly disillusioned.

"Dad, are you still addicted? The last drama hasn't even aired yet, and you're sponsoring another one?"

"This time, we're fully sponsored. I think this script is good and suitable for you to play the male lead. What do you think?"

Yan Mofei's mouth twitched. Don't you really know what your son's abilities are?

"Dad, to be honest, if you let me play the male lead in this drama, it will definitely flop. All the investment will go down the drain."

He glanced at it and threw a small target, but he definitely couldn't lose because of him.

"That won't work. You have to play the male lead in the script my dad invested in."

Yan Mofei picked up the script beside him and took a look. It was a fairy tale drama. The male protagonist was originally detached from love, but later fell in love with the young fairy servant beside him. After a series of twists and turns, such as saving the other person and being saved by the other person, his love deepened, but he still refused to admit it.

Later, the little fairy servant died for him. He regretted his decision and went to look for the little fairy servant's reincarnation, but unexpectedly, the little fairy servant had fallen in love with someone else.

In the end, in the face of great love, he sacrificed himself and fulfilled everyone.

Regardless of the script, just talking about the role, if he wants to perform this kind of feeling, it is not something he can do now.

"Or, you withdraw your investment?"

Yan Zhen's face immediately turned serious: "That won't do. This is the second time your father has made the decision to invest on his own. There is no way I will withdraw the investment."

Others live under the shadow of their elders, but he lives under the shadow of his own son.

When people who knew him saw him, they would compliment him, saying, "Old Yan, you have a good son." "Old Yan, I heard your son has made some good investments again. Can I borrow your son for a while?" "Uncle Yan, can you help me ask if he's accepting any apprentices?"...

Although he was very pleased with the compliments, he was also very proud.

However, since his son had finally entered the entertainment industry and was able to take charge, he naturally wanted to realize his ambitions and become a good businessman.

Prove that he can also achieve something.

So, investing in an area that his son has never invested in is the goal he set for himself.

He wants to use this small goal he has invested to earn more small goals.

Yan Mofei smiled. Since his father wanted to play, then let him have fun. With such a small amount of money, he could still afford it.

"Then let's both take a step back. I won't persuade you to invest, and you won't let me be the male lead."

Yan Zhen nodded and thought this method was good.

After ordering, he realized something was wrong: "No, wait, I invested in this play because I asked you to act in it, how could you not act?"

"Dad, my acting skills can't support this drama. Wait a little longer. When my acting skills improve, you can invest in me again and I'll play whatever role you want me to play."

Seeing his son's confident look, Yan Zhen could only nod in agreement.

I can't beat my son.

"Then see if there's a role you'd like to play in this play. If you think it's suitable, Dad will invest in it."

Yan Zhen chuckled and took out another script.

You didn't expect that he had a second plan!

Yan Mofei picked up the script again and took a look. It was an urban drama. The male lead was a genius designer who specialized in robot design.

However, because a robot's program was tampered with and it killed its own master, it was no longer tolerated by the world and had to live a life of escape ever since.

All the robots he created were destroyed, but the simulated robot that had always been by his side was preserved and protected him all the way.

Later, after being invaded, he awakened himself and died to protect his master.

"How's this protagonist? He's pretty good, right? He's a genius, just like my son."

"You can definitely play yourself."

Yan Mofei shook his head and pointed at the robot character: "I think this one suits me better. It's a robot, so it doesn't require high acting skills. Besides, my body shape also fits the setting of this robot."

Yan Zhen was very happy: "Okay, as long as there is a role you like, I will invest and find a screenwriter to adapt it."

"Change, change what?"

"Of course, change this robot into the male protagonist."

Yan Zhen laughed and didn't give Yan Mofei any chance to regret. He just called him.

After discussing with Yan Mofei, Yan Zhen nodded frantically: "Okay, I understand. I will definitely select a few beauties for you to join the group then."

Yan Mofei: ...

It seems that he just gave a lot of suggestions for the role, but his father didn't listen to any of them. Is his mind full of thinking about inserting beautiful actresses into his role?

There was a knock on the door, and Lao Song's voice rang out: "Master, Boss, my wife asked me to call you to dinner."

Yan Zhen immediately ran out the door: "Madam, I'm here."

When Yan Mofei went out, Yan Zhen had already run downstairs.

"Ma'am, why are you sitting here? Come, sit next to me."

Song Wan sat next to Yang Xiaoli, their hands on the dining table, arm wrestling. The table was shaking slightly, and it looked like the two were evenly matched.

"Ma'am, it's time to eat. Come from me."

Yan Zhen patted Song Wan's shoulder carefully.

"Don't rush me. Xiaoli and I haven't decided the winner yet."

Song Wan's face was full of excitement. It was the first time she had met someone who could tie with her in arm wrestling.

The people she had met before were all too weak, and she won every time. Even the bodyguards at home couldn't beat her in arm wrestling.

Yang Xiaoli's appearance was such a pleasant surprise to her. She had heard that this girl was very strong, so she wanted to try it out. However, her son had been hiding her outside with her until today when he finally decided to bring her back.

She must have a great time.

"Let's eat first." Yan Mofei walked over and sat opposite Yang Xiaoli.

Yang Xiaoli's eyes lit up instantly, and he snapped Song Wan's hand onto the table.

"Boss, you're here. Boss, Auntie is really like you said, nice and beautiful. Boss, your house is so big. I just went out for a while and almost couldn't get back, boss..."

Yan Mofei directly stuffed a chicken leg into her mouth.

"I'll flatter you later. If you get lost, I'll find someone to take you there. Now, don't talk. Let's eat first."

Yang Xiaoli bit the chicken leg in his mouth, his eyes sparkling even more: "Boss, your food is delicious."

Song Wan looked at Yang Xiaoli and liked her more and more. This was a woman who could beat her in arm wrestling.

She slowly moved back to sit next to Yan Zhen, her movements large and graceful, and tilted her head slightly to whisper in Yan Zhen's ear.

The voice was soft and gentle, yet everyone at the table could hear it.

"Old Yan, what do you think about letting Xiaoli be our daughter-in-law?"

"Plop!" The chicken leg in Yang Xiaoli's hand fell.

"Cough cough!" Yan Mofei, who was drinking soup, choked.