"Lao He, what luck do you think I have? Two million, and half a million in compensation. Even though the numbers don't sound good together, every penny counts. I don't mind. The more the better."

"Lao Yun, you got a great script. You started with a boyfriend from a billionaire family, and now you have an illustration master in your hand. You're sure to win this game."

"The painting thing was a complete accident. The two million was also because Zhang Zihang was famous in the circle before, so it was worth the price. I got a bargain. Lao He, what treasure box did you just talk about?"

"I had a narrow escape today. I went to the city to make a deal with the black market boss." He then sent pictures of the antiques to Lao Yun one by one. "I have personally appraised them. Some of them are not of the same age as yours. I will keep them. For the others, you can take them directly to your Mr. Bai. These jewelry and other things look good to me. You can keep them for future events or red carpet walks."

Yun Shudai was amazed by the ruby ​​necklace: "The workmanship and style are so exquisite. Are they really willing to spend so much money on it?"

"In this day and age, this thing is just a toy, but they are also very ruthless. This much is worth 10,000 yuan."

"Ten thousand is ten thousand. It's worth it for us."

"Lao Yun, when are you going to go back, find someone to authenticate it and see if it is real? If it is, we can sell one or two pieces and get a villa. What else is there to worry about?"

While Lao He was talking to Lao Yun, he was flipping through his phone and started looking at more expensive villas.

With money, I will naturally choose a better place and make sure Lao Yun lives comfortably.

In the blink of an eye, a week has passed and one episode of "Dancing King" has been aired. The response was mediocre and it didn't make much of a splash, but Zhou Lanlan had the most highlights, probably because she bought hot searches. And Tang Zhe is indeed talented.

Yun Shudai was busy filming, while An An was staring at the comment sections of "Dancing King" and "A Century-old Family".

Many people also say that she has good dancing skills and her dancing is graceful and can make people unconsciously involved in the dance.

When Yun Shudai heard what An An said, she gave her a proud look, realizing that she had put a lot of effort into mastering those skills in her previous life.

"Three million, or we won't talk." The lights in City B were bright at night, but in a place where the moonlight could not be seen, two cars were parked side by side on a sparsely populated road.

Shen Jimeng was wearing a black mask that covered almost her entire face except for her eyes. With a wide hat brim covering her face, Zhang Zihang could hardly see who she was.

There is no need to know who she is. This time, because of the theft of the painting, he offended his long-term partners, Producer Yang and Director Wang. It will be difficult for him to get along in the circle in the future. He was still angry about the heavy losses this time, but just after paying the penalty, he received a mysterious phone call, wanting to buy the chat records of Yun Shudai and Jiang Yi in his hands.

Zhang Zihang once suspected it was Jiang Yi, but today, he found it was a woman. He then suspected it was Yun Shudai, as the voice was not right.

No matter who it is, you must not suffer any loss.

Shen Jimeng, who was in the car, heard him asking for such a high price, and his eyes were stained with a bit of contempt, but he still said generously: "Okay, but how do you prove that you didn't keep any records?"

Zhang Zihang handed her a computer hard drive: "This is the computer hard drive that I logged into before. The data is all in it. I don't know Yun Shudai's WeChat password either. I just found it in the data. Those data cannot be copied."

Shen Jimeng took the hard drive with some doubt, then turned around and gave it to a bespectacled engineer next to him.

The man took the hard drive, connected it to the laptop, and twenty minutes later, he nodded to Shen Jimeng.

Shen Jimeng then threw a handbag to Zhang Zihang and drove away without saying a word.

Zhang Zihang opened the box and checked the money. After finding nothing wrong with it, he wanted to write down the woman's license plate number, but found that the license plate was blocked.

He thought to himself that she was very cautious, but when he looked at the money in his arms, a smile appeared on his face again.

After going through so much trouble, although he lost some reputation, it was his money and he could get it back even if he ran away.