I never expected that even after leaving the entertainment industry, I could still become popular.

But my heart is no longer in the entertainment circle.

Whether I'm popular or not doesn't matter anymore.

Xia Mian has come to find me a few times. I spread my hands and show her that I'm rich.

Then I told her that I plan to establish my own entertainment company.

She acknowledged it.

The next day, I saw my senior, Sang Youyou, who used to spit a cup of water in the homes of various CEOs for one minute, appearing confused in my house.

We looked at each other in surprise and then turned to Xia Mian.

"What's going on?"

"He was sent by you," Xia Mian replied.

Sang Youyou cleared her throat and looked a bit embarrassed.

"It's not good, Mian Mian. I sell talent, not my body."

"But if it's a beautiful sister, I can!"

Really, is it that urgent?

Ever since Sang Youyou became popular in a strange way and left the industry, she couldn't extricate herself from it.

She stopped taking acting roles and became obsessed with performing acrobatics.

The company gave up on her and let her fend for herself.

Sang Youyou looked at Xia Mian helplessly.

"Mian Mian, I just think acrobatics is more interesting than acting.

"And it brings in money quickly. Who wouldn't love it!"

After saying that, she quickly took out her phone and showed us the Alipay page.

The long string of zeros almost blinded Xia Mian.

She silently opened her own Alipay and let out a cry of despair.

"Fine, fine, fine. So you're all rich people, and I'm the only poor laborer!"

I looked at Sang Youyou and had only one thought in my mind.

Can spitting a cup of water in one minute really make that much money?

I couldn't help but ask her.

Sang Youyou smiled and shook her finger, saying, "NO, it's all thanks to Lin Xingchuan being stupid and having a lot of money."

I silently thought about Lin Xingchuan, whom people in the industry often mentioned.

A business genius and extremely stingy.

They even nicknamed him "Cold-blooded King Turtle".

No one could get any advantage from him.

But when I thought about Sang Youyou's mention of his generosity.

Maybe my skeptical expression was too obvious, as Sang Youyou looked at me seriously.

"He pays me 30 million every month to perform the one-minute cup-spitting act for him. Tell me, is this not a case of a fool and his money?"

Me and Xia Mian: "..."

Even a perennial lonely king like me understood.

Is there a possibility that he's not a fool with money, but he actually likes you?