That evening, Yun Shudai shared her two million yuan painting with Lao He, and Lao He shared her treasure chest with her.
"Old He, what kind of luck did I get? Two million, plus 500,000 in compensation. Although the numbers don't sound great when put together, every penny counts. I don't mind, the more the better."
"Old Yun, you've got a great script! You started with a billionaire boyfriend, and now you have an illustrator's alias. You're guaranteed to win this round."
"The painting was a complete accident. Two million was only because Zhang Zihang had some reputation in the industry before, so he was worth that price. I got a bargain. Lao He, what treasure chest were you talking about?"
"I had a close call today, but I managed to make a deal with a black market boss in the city." After saying that, he sent pictures of the antiques to Lao Yun one by one: "I've already appraised them myself. Some of them don't match the era in your area, so I'll keep them. You can take some to your Mr. Bai to sell directly. These pieces of jewelry and such look to me in good condition. You can keep them for when you attend an event or walk the red carpet."
Yun Shudai was stunned by the ruby necklace: "The craftsmanship and the style are so exquisite. How could they be so willing to spend so much?"
"In this day and age, these things are just toys if you keep them, but they're pretty ruthless; they've got so many that they're worth 10,000 yuan."
"Ten thousand it is, it's worth it for us."
"Old Yun, when are you going back? Have someone appraise it and see if it's real. If it is, we can sell one or two pieces and we'll have a villa in our hands. What's there to worry about?"
While Lao He was talking to Lao Yun, he was also scrolling through his phone, looking at villas that were more expensive.
With money, we'll naturally choose better options; we must make sure Lao Yun is comfortable.
A week has passed in the blink of an eye, and one episode of "Dance King" has already aired. The response has been lukewarm, without making much of a splash. However, Zhou Lanlan has the most highlights, probably because she bought her way into the trending searches. Tang Zhe is also a good example; he is indeed very talented.
While Yun Shudai was busy filming, An An kept an eye on the comment sections of "Dance King" and "A Hundred-Year Family".
Many also say that she has a good foundation in dance, and that her dance moves are graceful and can draw people in without them even realizing it.
When she heard An'an say that, Yun Shudai gave her a haughty look, thinking how much effort she had put into her skills in her previous life.
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"Three million, or we're not talking."
City B was brightly lit at night, but in a place where the moonlight couldn't reach, two cars were parked side by side on a sparsely populated road.
Shen Jimeng was wearing a black mask that covered almost her entire delicate face except for her eyes. With the addition of a wide-brimmed hat, Zhang Zihang could hardly tell who she was.
There's no need to know who she is. This time, because of the painting theft, he offended Producer Yang and Director Wang, with whom he had long-term collaborations. He won't have an easy time in the industry anymore. He was still angry about the heavy losses he suffered, but just after paying the penalty for breach of contract, he received a mysterious phone call from someone wanting to buy the chat history between Yun Shudai and Jiang Yi that he had.
Zhang Zihang initially suspected it was Jiang Yi, but upon seeing it today, he realized it was a woman. He then suspected it was Yun Shudai, but the voice was different.
No matter who it is, I can't let myself suffer a loss.
Hearing his outrageous demands from inside the car, Shen Jimeng's eyes flashed with disdain, but she still said generously, "Sure, but how can you prove you didn't keep a copy?"
Zhang Zihang gave her a computer hard drive: "This is the computer hard drive where I logged in before. All the data is in there. I don't know Yun Shudai's WeChat password. I just found it in the data. That data can't be copied."
Shen Jimeng took the hard drive with some skepticism and then handed it to a bespectacled engineer next to her.
The man took the hard drive, connected it to the laptop, and nodded to Shen Jimeng twenty minutes later.
Shen Jimeng then tossed a handbag to Zhang Zihang and drove away without saying another word.
Zhang Zihang opened the money and checked it. After confirming that everything was in order, he wanted to write down the woman's license plate number, but found that the license plate was blocked.
She thought to herself that she was really cautious, but looking at the money in her arms, a smile appeared on her face again.
After going around in circles, although he suffered some reputational damage, the money that was rightfully his can be recovered even if he runs away.
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