Jiang Nuan had just hung up the phone when she received a file that had been sent over.
She sat cross-legged on a chair and clicked on the file, growing increasingly surprised as she read it.
Fu Yi hadn’t lied to her; he indeed sent her a project requiring tily handling, and she was curious because the project itself was completely unrelated to the Fu family’s domain.
Though the Fu family was an aristocratic family, they sowhat dipped their toes in the business world. However, such business was usually managed by relatives, while Fu Yi, the successor of this generation in the Fu family, rarely handled these affairs personally. Besides, the Fu family had an upright ethos, and the industries they ventured into were clean ones like education and equipnt, seldom touching gray areas.
Jiang Nuan swiftly read through the entire file, growing more suspicious.
What Fu Yi sent her was a file to advance a collaboration project with an entertainnt company, showing that Fu Yi owned an entertainnt company, and the two companies wanted to co-produce a movie.
Tomorrow was the day of movie auditions; ordinarily, such matters didn’t need intervention from investors, but apparently, he had requested to be personally involved in casting, so the other party emailed him reporting on project progress, and casually ntioned the interview tomorrow...
How did he start an entertainnt company?
Jiang Nuan opened the browser, typed the nas of the two companies, and pressed Enter.
Fu Yi’s company appeared clean, with little information online, but Bright Starry Sky, the collaborating partner, indeed had a lot of news.
She randomly clicked the top one and saw a familiar na—Rong Yan.
"Isn’t this the actress Lemon ntioned this afternoon?" Jiang Nuan couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise.
Her phone, placed to the side, began vibrating.
She picked it up and saw, "Speak of Cao Cao, and Cao Cao appears," the person ssaging her wasn’t anyone else but Lemon, who had given her a ride back this afternoon.
She tapped open the chat box.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
Inside shared links to seven or eight songs, as soone’s profile picture kept bouncing endlessly until it finally stopped.
Jiang Nuan focused again, still not at ease. Yet another ssage arrived.
[Raise Hand to Pull Off Light]: You must listen seriously. I’m not bragging, her songs are amazing, let know after you listen! I have more info on her!
Oh... she’s exaggerating too much!
Jiang Nuan casually replied—[No need, I’ll likely et her tomorrow.]
Not even two minutes after she replied, Lemon’s call ca through.
Jiang Nuan’s brow furrowed with helplessness, answering the call.
"Hello?"
"You’re saying you’re eting soone tomorrow? Are you sure you’re going to et Rong Yan?"
The background noise on her side was loud, indicating she was still outside.
Jiang Nuan couldn’t help but tease, "Lawyer Lemon, aren’t you too old to be a fangirl?"
"Rong Yan isn’t just a celebrity; she doesn’t mix in the entertainnt circle. I’ve told you, she’s different from regular actresses, she runs her own company and married a husband..."
"Hold it." Jiang Nuan interrupted her non-stop explanation, "Her husband’s assets are in the billions, money isn’t an issue! You told this afternoon, and you’ve forgotten again."
Lemon replied sullenly, "Why do I feel like you’re dissing ?"
Your sixth sense is spot-on! Jiang Nuan rubbed her forehead, looking at the report she’d yet to touch since evening, "I need to go write the report."
"Wait a mont."
Lemon stopped her before she hung up, shalessly asking, "Get an autograph for ."
"..."
"Are we sisters or what, get an autograph."
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