Chapter 114
The morning classes ended quickly.
For Jiang Zhou, it just felt like two extra naps.
He took Feng Siruo out for lunch, then leisurely strolled to Ganfanren headquarters.
Lu Qiang had been sitting in the office since morning, picking through orders and scratching his head so much he was nearly bald.
Lately, there had been more and more off-campus orders and all from unfamiliar phone numbers.
They weren’t even all under Yin Shuya’s name anymore.
All he could do was sort through them, then call each one to apologize and explain that the service only covered university students for now.
The other side never replied. They just hung up after listening.
“Boss, you’ve got to do something about this. Otherwise, we’ll need a raise!”
Jiang Zhou’s eyes widened. “You’re getting bold now, huh?”
Lu Qiang stammered. “It’s just that the off-campus orders are a real headache. And we’re understaffed.”
“Alright, I’ll have Han Rou post some ads. We’ll hire more delivery riders.”
“But the off-campus issue still needs solving.”
“I’ve got a plan. You don’t need to worry about that.”
Lu Qiang hesitated for a long time, then made a throat-cutting gesture. “Boss… how about you just take down that woman?”
Jiang Zhou nearly choked on his smoke. “I run a legit business. Get outta here.”
“Oh, then I’ll head out for deliveries.”
“Go. Oh, and one more thing. From now on, if the delivery group has issues, don’t post in the main group chat.”
Lu Qiang had just mounted his scooter and turned around, confused. “Why?”
Jiang Zhou flicked his cigarette away. “When I hear a notification ding, I want to see a message from someone I like, not your dumb ass tagging everyone!”
“G-got it!”
Jiang Zhou watched him ride off, then turned and headed into the office.
He opened the search engine and started looking up Yin Shuya’s name.
There wasn’t much relevant information, but a few entries did pop up.
However, it seemed like they all belonged to different people with the same name.
Jiang Zhou thought for a moment, then directly opened the official business registration website.
He figured this woman was like some kind of lunatic.
Whenever she saw something interesting, she just had to buy it, which meant she probably had her eyes on more than just Ganfanren.
That project might not be the only one, so there had to be some trace of her activity in the public records.
Jiang Zhou had already made up his mind.
Constantly butting heads with Yin Shuya was not a long-term solution.
After all, his business was already starting to suffer.
Smashing windows or calling her to yell might provide temporary relief, but it wasn’t solving the real issue.
The best approach was to give her something to do.
Wasn’t she just some rich young lady bored in her mansion?
Fine. Then he’d make her busy.
Jiang Zhou entered her name into the site and filtered results to only show businesses registered in the capital.
Sure enough, quite a few companies showed up under her name.
Film studios, ad agencies, game development firms…
From the registration dates, it seemed she really did buy whatever seemed fun at the time.
But judging by the annual reports, all of them had been running at a loss for years.
Clearly, her wanting to purchase Ganfanren had just been out of idle amusement.
Damn rich girls, throwing money around like it’s nothing.
Jiang Zhou leaned back in his executive chair and thought deeply.
How could he divert her attention away from Ganfanren?
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration hit him.
Got it!
He knew exactly how to keep her busy.
Jiang Zhou opened his laptop and began typing furiously.
After an hour, a 3,000-word pitch document was done.
He printed it out and bound it neatly.
With the folder in hand, he got in his car and drove off.
By the time he arrived at Hongye Estate, it was already 3 in the afternoon.
The sun had passed its peak, and the air was starting to turn chilly.
Jiang Zhou wrapped his coat tightly around himself and rang the villa’s doorbell.
Soon, the old butler in white appeared at the entrance. “Mr. Jiang, long time no see.”
Jiang Zhou smiled. “Uncle, it really has been a while.”
The butler opened the gate. “You’ve come to see the young lady, I presume?”
“Yes, I have something to discuss with her. Is she in?”
“She is. Please, come in.”
Jiang Zhou stepped through the garden, pushed open the ornate European-style doors, and entered the living room.
Yin Shuya was sprawled on the couch playing video games.
She wore a simple white spaghetti-strap tank top and a pair of tight gray yoga shorts she hadn’t changed out of yet.
The TV was blasting at full volume, the screen a chaotic mess of sound effects and colorful visuals.
Jiang Zhou didn’t say anything.
He poured himself a glass of water and sat down to watch for a while.
To be honest, this woman was terrible at gaming.
She couldn’t hit anything even after firing an entire clip.
And when she ran out of bullets, she didn’t even know how to reload.
Every time she ran out of ammo, she’d scream like a total idiot.
Still, there was one perk.
Whenever she got worked up, she moved around a lot, and her neckline… provided some entertainment.
Finally, the game round ended.
“Wahoo! So close to winning!” Yin Shuya threw her hands up in celebration.
She was about to call for someone to bring her tea when she turned around and noticed Jiang Zhou sitting there.
“You… You you you! How dare you come back?!”
Jiang Zhou put down the teacup. “Why wouldn’t I? What is this, a demon’s lair?”
Yin Shuya looked furious. “You smashed my window!”
“You told me to. You said, and I quote: ‘This miss has houses to spare. Smash away if you want.’”
“I…” Yin Shuya suddenly had nothing to say.
She remembered now.
She had said that.
But she hadn’t expected Jiang Zhou to be so shameless about it.
“So what, you here to sell Ganfanren?”
Jiang Zhou shook his head. “I said it before. Unless it’s sixty billion, I’m not selling.”
Yin Shuya crawled across the carpet like a kitten. “Twenty million. Not a cent more.”
“Then I’m not selling.” He glanced downward. “Not bad, the scale’s pretty impressive.”
“…What scale?” Yin Shuya froze, then suddenly covered her chest, her cheeks flushing red. “Pervert! You’ve got some nerve!”
Jiang Zhou didn’t waste words.
He tossed the folder onto the table. “Ganfanren isn’t for sale, but we can cooperate.”
“Cooperate? Oh, you want me to invest? No way.”
“No. I want to invest in your company. Let’s do a project together.”
Yin Shuya frowned slightly. “What company are you even talking about?”
Jiang Zhou choked. “You don’t even remember which companies you own?”
“I’ve got too many to keep track of. Who knows which one you mean?”
“That one. Galaxy Light & Shadow Media.”
Yin Shuya thought for a second. “Oh, right. The one that makes movies?”
Jiang Zhou nodded. “We go fifty-fifty, make a film. You’ll be the producer.”
“You? With what money? Don’t think I’m interested in your pocket change.”
“I’m not investing with cash, I’m investing with a script.”
Yin Shuya glanced at the folder with interest. “This the script you wrote?”
Jiang Zhou opened it and handed it to her. “Just a synopsis for now. If you agree, I’ll write the full screenplay.”
“Dying to Survive”
Weird name, she thought.
She flipped through it.
Barely a few lines in, her expression began to change. She was clearly drawn into the story.
“You’ve got the company, I’ve got the story. You’ve got time, and you’re bored out of your mind. So, you in or not?”
Yin Shuya looked up in surprise. “You came up with this?”
Jiang Zhou shrugged. “Doesn’t matter. I’m only asking if you want in.”
“…And how much of a stake do you want?”
“Fifty percent.”
Her eyes went wide. “Fifty?! Are you crazy? I spent fifty million buying that company!”
Jiang Zhou scoffed. “So what if it cost you a hundred million? You’ve been losing money on it every year.”
“…That’s true.”
“We partner up and turn this thing around. Sound good?”
Yin Shuya stayed silent for a moment. “Will making a movie be fun?”
Jiang Zhou took a moment to choose his words carefully. “Picture this: A theater packed with people, all crying over a story you brought to life. Your film has the power to influence society itself.
“And then, you, Yin Shuya, become the most profitable figure in the movie industry, widely recognized as the top producer in the business.”
As Jiang Zhou spoke, Yin Shuya unconsciously opened her mouth in awe.
Her family had always been wealthy.
Money, to her, was just a number.
But what Jiang Zhou described, that was something she had never experienced before.