Xia Qinghuan pursed her lips when she heard that. “Money makes the world go round.”
Obviously, to ask Yun Buyao to return to acting in a television drama, they would have to invest heavily.
“How much is it?” Jian Ai asked with raised eyebrows.
“Eighty-five million yuan after tax!” Even the daughter of the Xia family couldn’t help but shrink her neck when she said this sum.
Jian Ai was even more shocked. Although the film industry in the future was developing rapidly, in 2002, there were twenty to thirty episodes in a television drama. Eighty-five million yuan for a drama meant that each episode cost up to four million yuan. It could be said to be a sky-high price.
Initially, she was still thinking about setting up a subsidiary company in other fields after her trip to Macau. Now, with moving thoughts, Jian Ai seemed to have a direction.
The entertainment industry was the direction of the younger generation in the future. Be it singers or actors, once they became famous, they would bring rich returns to the entertainment company.
Moreover, as long as an entertainment company was sensitive to the market and could control the direction of the market, they could quickly earn money for the company as long as they promoted a few people.
“I’ve always wanted to act,” Xia Qinghuan suddenly said. “My Xia Entertainment Group produces dozens of television dramas and movies a year, but my father doesn’t want me to be an actress. If it weren’t because I wanted to enter the production team with my idol that I begged him for half a month, coupled with Director Wang Yiming’s insistence, my father wouldn’t have agreed!”
As she spoke, Xia Qinghuan pouted helplessly. Seeing this, Jian Ai smiled helplessly. She understood.
As the daughter of a large corporation like the Xia Group, everyone would definitely dote her on. As an actress, she looked glamorous on the surface but would in fact face exhaustion. He was probably reluctant to let his daughter take on this tough job.
The classroom was noisy when it suddenly hushed down.
Xia Qinghuan was afraid that others would hear her, so she quickly stopped talking. Jian Ai looked up and instantly understood.
Lin Yi and Jian Yiyi entered the classroom.
The appearance of this rumored couple walking to class together verified the rumors. Everyone’s gazes instantly became ambiguous.
Lin Yi knew this would happen, and he was momentarily upset. He lowered his head and hurried to his seat.
Jian Yiyi, on the other hand, smiled. Her face was red as she sat down shyly.
“He knows?” Xia Qinghuan guessed it when she saw Lin Yi’s expression. She immediately blinked at Jian Ai.
Jian Ai nodded gently. “I told him.”
Lin Yi didn’t say a word. He took out a pencil case and a book from his bag. He opened the pencil case and saw a silver-gray pen.
Lin Yi’s gaze softened as he carefully picked up the fountain pen. His mood instantly improved.
Jian Yiyi saw this scene. She looked at the fountain pen in Lin Yi’s hand and was puzzled.
When she gave Lin Yi the fountain pen, she specially observed that the fountain pen in Lin Yi’s bag was of the same international brand, which was why she bought that brand.
However, Lin Yi was holding a locally made Guoyou fountain pen. Although it was a top-tier stationery brand in the country, it was nothing compared to the international brand she gave him.
She couldn’t help but look at Lin Yi’s open pencil case, but she couldn’t see the one she had given him.
“Lin Yi, remember to use the fountain pen I gave you. Although it’s a limited edition, you don’t have to feel reluctant to use it,” Jian Yiyi couldn’t help but say.
“I’ve left behind the one you gave me at the hot spring villa,” Lin Yi said expressionlessly, with no apology in his tone.
Jian Yiyi: “…”
