Lu Shao is cunning; Miss Nan has fallen for his tricks again.

Chapter 50: A Ten Million Investment – ​​Invested Without Hesitation
Nan Xu stood up abruptly, kicked the chair behind her aside, and looked down at the man in front of her, asking, "Who are you?"

The man snorted and thought to himself, "He's just a nobody. What can he do to me?"

"Me? I'm Cai Wang, the investor in this drama." The man said smugly.

Now you know you should rush to throw yourself into their arms, right?

Cai Wang? What nobody?
She had never heard of it.

Lin Jingshu once said that she could do anything she had never heard of before.

Seeing that Nan Xu remained silent, he spoke again, "If you apologize to me, I'll pretend that what just happened never occurred."

"Nothing happened? You really think you're something special?" Nan Xu said bluntly, her eyes full of contempt.

Cai Wang is always flattered wherever he goes, but he has never met such a fiery little chili pepper.

He suddenly became interested and grinned lewdly.

"Okay, then I'll apologize to you, alright?"

Seeing that Cai Wang was about to apologize, Zhang San breathed a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, a fight didn't break out.

Nan Xu, also wanting to avoid trouble, said irritably, "No need."

"Of course I'll use it, how can I not?" He said, and was about to reach out and take Nanxu's hand to wipe the wine that had spilled on her wrist.

Nan Xu stepped back, dodging Cai Wang's outstretched hand, and frowned. "I said it's not necessary."

But Cai Wang insisted, "Why not use it?"

Those present understood the situation to some extent.

She's got her eye on Nanxu and's trying to take advantage of her.

But no one spoke up to stop them.

Nan Xu said irritably, "I'll say it one last time, no need!"

Zhang San finally squeezed to the front and stopped Cai Wang, who wanted to come forward. "President Cai, President Cai, please give me some face."

Cai Wang is an investor he can't afford to offend, but Nan Xu is even more untouchable.

Comparing the two sides, Cai Wang is the one who can be offended.

Upon seeing Zhang San arrive, Nan Xu immediately picked up her bag and said, "Director Zhang, I'm not feeling well, so I'll head back to the hotel first. I'll apologize to you in person another day."

Zhang San nodded hastily.

Let's go, let's go quickly, he really can't hold on any longer if we don't leave.

After receiving Zhang San's permission, Nan Xu pulled Sang Tingwan and turned to leave.

Seeing that the man was about to leave, Cai Wang hurriedly called out to him, "What are you pretending to be so high and mighty for? It's your good fortune that I've taken a liking to you."

Nan Xu paused, stuffing the bag in her hand into Sang Tingwan's arms.

He turned around and pulled Zhang San aside, then raised his hand and slapped Cai Wang across the face.

The sound was crisp and clear, and everyone present was stunned.

Cai Wang staggered, covering her face in disbelief. "You, you dare hit me? What right do you have to hit me, you little slut?"

The insults were so vulgar that Nan Xu kicked Cai Wang to the ground and stomped on him with her high heels.

Nan Xu was wearing calfskin high heels, which kicked Cai Wang, leaving several bruises on his body, and the heels also made his fingers red.

It's clear that Nanxu is putting in all her effort.

Cai Wang rolled on the ground, repeatedly shouting, "Zhang San, Zhang San, please save me!"

Zhang San rushed forward to stop her, saying, "Nan Xu, Nan Xu, don't be impulsive!" He then gave Sang Tingwan a wink, and Sang Tingwan quickly stepped forward and hugged Nan Xu from behind.

Nan Xu took two steps back, and Zhang San quickly helped Cai Wang up.

Cai Wang's face was flushed, as were his fingers, and the exposed skin on his arms was covered in bruises.

Nan Xu felt unsatisfied and wanted to kick him a couple more times, but Sang Tingwan held her tightly.

"Zhang San, is this the quality you expect when you hire actors? You dare to hit investors? Do you even want the investment back?" Cai Wang said angrily.

Nanxu gestured for Sang Tingwan to let go, and Sang Tingwan released Nanxu.

While tidying her messy hair, Nan Xu said, "Do you think I need your measly three or four cents?"

Zhang San reassured Cai Wang, "Mr. Cai, this is an agent, not an actor."

"Then what right did she have to hit me?"

Why should I hit you?
Because you're trying to take advantage of me, you deserve a beating. Zhang San thought silently.

So cheap and sassy.

"Ah, this..." Zhang San didn't know how to reply.

"Director Zhang, you have to give me an explanation. Look at my head, look at my arms and fingers." He pointed them out to Zhang San. Zhang San looked at his mangled arms and fingers and looked away.

He didn't want to see it; what difference was there between this and pork turning red from being scalded by hot water?

Seeing that no one spoke, Cai Wang continued, "If you don't give me an explanation, I will withdraw my investment."

Who are they threatening?

Nan Xu glanced at it casually; she was curious to know how much money that man surnamed Cai had invested.

Zhang Sanhe was caught in a dilemma: on one side were investors, and on the other side was his livelihood, which could determine the rest of his life.

He really couldn't afford to offend either side.

Seeing Zhang San's troubled expression, Nan Xu took the initiative to ask, "Director Zhang, how much did he invest?"

Zhang San thought about it for a while and realized that he had invested "five million less".

Nan Xu looked at Cai Wang with disdain. "A mere five million. My handbag alone is worth over two million, and I've invested ten million in this drama. I don't want to see this trash right now."

Zhang San understood with just one look.

Zhang San had long disliked Cai Wang. They had cooperated several times before, but the deals were always stingy, amounting to only a few million, with a maximum of eight million.

Although he mainly directs web series, not big-budget productions, he is still a well-known director of youth dramas in the industry.

In addition, he is quite particular about props and filming locations, which costs a lot of money to travel back and forth.

His dissatisfaction with Cai Wang wasn't because the investment was too small, but because Cai Wang would grope female stars during crew dinners.

He occasionally liked to grope female celebrities on set, but he tolerated it when the budget was tight.

Afterwards, he gave the female celebrity who had been groped a large red envelope as a way of asking for her forgiveness.

"Then, Mr. Cai, please go ahead." Zhang San stretched out his arms to make way for Cai Wang to the door.

"You, Zhang San, you put down your rice bowl and scold the cook! You have no conscience!" Cai Wang said angrily.

Zhang San straightened up and said in a deep voice, "President Cai, let me remind you. You've groped many female stars on my set before. I've turned a blind eye, but don't be stubborn and ask for trouble!"

Cai Wang felt as if his secrets had been exposed, and left indignantly.

He glared at Nan Xu as he passed by.

Nan Xu looked down at him with disdain in her eyes.

No sooner had Cai Wang stepped out of the store than Nan Xu said to Zhang San, "Director Zhang, could you please give me the investment contract tonight? If there are no problems, we'll sign it tonight."

Nan Xu described the ten million investment as as simple as buying a trinket from a street stall.

"Uh, why don't you take a look?"

Ten million? You just invested it all?
"No need, I trust your abilities," Nan Xu said directly.

Zhang San's face was full of joy. "Great, great, I'll bring the contract to you tonight, Mr. Nan."

"You don't need to be so polite with me."

Nan Xu found Zhang San's sudden politeness somewhat hard to accept.

Then, with a slight apology on her face, Nan Xu said, "Everyone, I'm really sorry about today. Because of me, you didn't have enough fun."

"When we finish filming tonight, I'll treat everyone to dinner at Zuiyunju."

Sang Tingwan glanced at Nan Xu, flattered and surprised.

Waiting for her to go to Zuixianju on the day she finishes filming is giving her too much face; Zuixianju isn't a place anyone can go to.

Upon hearing the name Zuiyunju, there was a great deal of discussion among the crowd.

"Zuiyunju, it's super expensive."

"Yes, I heard it's a members-only system. Although there are private rooms, they're not that big."

"Carrying a two-million-dollar bag, investing ten million without hesitation—how could you not have connections?"

Zuiyunju is a nationally renowned high-end restaurant, and it's usually difficult to make a reservation, let alone for a large group.

But Nan Xu wasn't afraid; it was the Ling family's property, and she only needed to greet Ling Shu.

Nan Xu pulled Sang Tingwan out of the store.

Outside the shop, it was completely dark, and the night breeze from Yaocheng carried a slight warmth.

"Are you full? Do you want me to pack you something else?" Nan Xu stopped and looked at Sang Tingwan beside her.

"Thank you, Sister Nan, but no need. Director Zhang said my current posture is just right, and I shouldn't be too fat."

Song Jiaqi died later from illness, and she may have to lose weight then.

Eating too much makes it harder to lose weight.

Hearing Sang Tingwan's words, Nan Xu didn't say anything more.

(End of this chapter)