Transmigrated as a vicious stepmother, I raised a child who became a heartthrob.

"it is good."

Jiang Zhuhua agreed, made sure there were no problems with her makeup, and put some simple touch-up tools in her bag.

There were quite a few people around at noon, many students, jostling each other as they crossed the zebra crossing. The car made its way through several turns before finally arriving at a courtyard house. There was an antique-style courtyard in front, and the car stopped behind.

Entering from the front, the interior is also decorated with various artificial mountains and streams. It has a unique classical charm. A faint scent of incense permeates the entire room.

The melodious sound of the zither seemed to emanate from nowhere, and the moment you stepped inside, it felt as if you had instantly entered an ancient world.

Once we arrived here, someone came to guide us.

"I contacted his assistant, and he has arrived."

Wang Xianghai lagged half a step behind and whispered to Jiang Zhuhua, "There are others besides the two of us here to discuss the contract."

"it is good."

The staff knocked on the door first, and only opened it after the person inside said "please come in".

Jiang Zhuhua immediately noticed the person sitting at the round table inside. He was wearing a black suit, was tall and straight, nearly 1.9 meters, with pale skin, so pale that you could even see the veins. Even the solid color of his skin was pale.

Despite being so tall, he looked somewhat sickly.

Upon seeing people approaching, they politely stood up and walked over.

"Hello, I am Jiang Zhuhua. You must be the famous Zhang Wuling."

Jiang Zhuhua took a few steps forward, and the two shook hands politely. Although he had come to seek investment, Zhang Wuling appeared neither humble nor arrogant.

Her light-colored lips twitched slightly, polite yet distant.

"President Jiang, I'm Zhang Wuling. I'm here to discuss cooperation with you."

Zhang Wuling gently shook hands; this legendary President Jiang was not the same as the rumors suggested.

Rumors say that this Mr. Jiang is infatuated with love, even to the point of being obsessed. Despite his success in the business world, he seems to lose his mind when it comes to love.

However, seeing is believing. After the divorce, this President Jiang appeared much more aloof and rational, with a dignified and elegant appearance and an air of nobility.

The two assistants also politely shook hands with him and then stood behind their boss.

"Please sit down and order first."

Jiang Zhuhua was surrounded by a group of people and took the seat of honor. Zhang Wuling sat next to her.

The first dish ordered at the table practically determined the price of the rest. Jiang Zhuhua wasn't particularly concerned about what to eat, so he simply picked an expensive one. After flipping through a few pages of the menu, he came across a snack.

It's creamy and glistening with syrup; the picture looks incredibly tempting. Almond tofu?

Jiang Zhuhua paid more attention to it and temporarily put the matter aside.

One after another, the other people ordered dishes, but none of them were more expensive than the one Jiang Zhuohua ordered.

This is an unspoken rule.

"Director Zhang looks young and promising, what brings you to making movies?"

Jiang Zhuhua chatted idly with this person.

"I loved watching movies when I was little, and now that I'm older, I want to make movies. Does Mr. Jiang like watching movies?"

I initially thought that people who organize their thoughts like this were not good at socializing, but I didn't expect them to be willing to start a conversation.

"It's alright. I recently watched your movie. It was pretty good."

At this point in the conversation, Zhang Wuling clearly became more interested.

"Which segment does Mr. Jiang prefer? Or do you prefer its commercial value?"

It seems that many people have talked to him about money, and Zhang Wuling clearly seems quite bothered by it.

"Your talent is commercial value, and your inspiration and ingenuity will also bring me profits."

Jiang Zhuhua admitted.

"As for the film clip, I like the scene where the young man is forced to drink and socialize among a group of dignitaries. The irony of fate, the tragedy of the little man, and the highest point he can reach all overlap, creating a strong sense of satire."

Because I had actually seen the movie, I wasn't flustered at all when asked about the plot.

The two chatted about the movie for a while; the meal was secondary.

The group chatted casually. Soon, they were full and satisfied.

"Director Zhang has only sent us the contract; he hasn't shown us the script yet. What are they planning to film this time?"

Trying to attract investment without even having a script is a bad idea. The profit margin is high, but the investment is also high; if it can't break even, it's a losing proposition.

"The Legend of the White Snake. Although this theme has been filmed to death, I think we can still find something different in it."

Now that Zhang Wuling was sitting at the table, she naturally had no intention of continuing to hide it.

“Tell me more. If the script isn’t good, getting money from me won’t be so easy.”

Jiang Zhuhua needs to think carefully about the cost of making a movie, which can easily reach hundreds of millions.

"Xu Xian, who poisoned Lady White Snake with realgar wine, is not worthy of the woman on the bridge. He is even less worthy of Lady White Snake's generous gift. A snake that was about to become an immortal is not worth it because of such a person."

Zhang Wuling waved to her assistant, who quickly handed her a thick script.

"I wasn't originally planning to show the script. But..."

Zhang Wuling stopped mid-sentence and simply handed over the script.

Jiang Zhuhua picked it up and looked through it, but after only a few casual glances, he put it aside.

"Tell me, what clever ideas are you planning to put in it?"

A clever idea and a good angle are key to going viral online.

Whether it's a myth or a legend, no matter how many times it's been adapted, what truly goes viral online is often just a few lines or a few scenes.

"Let's have a dramatic reversal. Lady White Snake is just going through a love tribulation. Once she gets past this hurdle, she'll have a bright future ahead of her. The women's market shouldn't be all about love."

As Zhang Wuling spoke, he added some commercial considerations to his film to increase the likelihood of a contract being signed.

“We need to take a look at the script first. I believe in your reputation and talent, but asking for 90 million is a bit too much.”

The company isn't short of money, but it also has other artists under its management, and there are various collaborations that require spending money.

Investing requires caution; Jiang Zhuhua wouldn't just make a decision after reading the contract.

"of course."

Zhang Wuling gestured for him to proceed. Jiang Zhuhua read very quickly, almost skimming through the text. He had a general understanding of the plot's direction.

He turned and showed the script to his assistant, then asked about other things.

"What about the team? What about the filming crew and the selection of the artists? And the makeup team, the props team? And who's in charge of editing the film?"

Jiang Zhuhua then asked. Wang Xianghai also quickly glanced at the script, while his colleague kept an eye on the conversation.

The script, investment, post-production, and actors are all indispensable.

"If you're going to do it, you should do it to the best of your ability."

Zhang Wuling smiled confidently, a hint of excitement and arrogance on her cool face.