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Rewarm
墨書 Inktalez
The sky seemed to grow even darker, the lead-gray clouds hanging heavily like a suffocating blanket over Yunshi, as if they were trying to envelop the entire city in a stifling atmosphere.
The early winter in Yunshi was always like this; the biting cold wind howled sharply like a piercing whistle, rushing in with a nearly frenzied intensity, causing the trees and grass to tremble.
At the same time, the torrential rain came galloping in like a wild horse, pounding down on the ground with a crackling sound, splashing up murky water droplets.
It seemed that overnight, this bustling city, where every inch of land was precious, had been stained with the dull yellow of fallen maple leaves.
In the morning, a car sped by like lightning, whipping up a gust of wind that swirled the fallen leaves into dazzling vortices.
Those leaves twirled helplessly in the wind, like dancers lost in direction, before slowly drifting down, resembling a leisurely yet somewhat melancholic dancer.
Su Qianyu departed from Hungarian Liszt Ferenc Airport and after two layovers finally arrived at Yunshi International Airport at six in the morning. This was his third time stepping onto this familiar yet strange land in five years.
When was the last time he came? Su Qianyu rested his hand on the edge of the car window, slightly furrowing his brow as he fell into thought.
His well-shaped eyebrows twisted into a small knot, seemingly hiding countless confusions.
After pondering for a while, he still couldn’t quite remember.
The cold mist enveloped him like a gentle veil, making him feel as though he were immersed in an illusory dream, giving him a sense of disconnection from reality.
He gently shook his head as if trying to shake off that confusion and then slowly rolled up the car window before casually tuning into the local radio station.
Perhaps it was due to the early hour; the traffic was smooth like an unobstructed river.
Currently broadcasting entertainment news, the radio host's calm voice flowed like trickling water: “On the evening of November 15th, reporters captured popular movie star Yan Silin returning home late at night with rising star Lin Liyou. Their demeanor appeared intimate, and insiders claim their relationship is stable and they will soon be engaged—”
With a click, Su Qianyu quickly turned off the radio, slightly frowning; the creases between his brows seemed to express his inner agitation.
In the next moment, he called out to the person in the driver's seat: “Zhou Ran.”
Zhou Ran is Su Qianyu's assistant, extremely clever, and has helped Su Qianyu solve many tricky problems multiple times.
Upon hearing this, he quickly turned his head and glanced at Su Qianyu. His eyes were filled with concern and inquiry: "You say."
Su Qianyu's voice remained light and gentle, just like his impression on others, warm and jade-like.
Perhaps it had been too long since he spoke Chinese, so each word came out slowly, as if every character carried the weight of time: "What time is the meeting with the partners tonight?"
It was a completely unrelated question, but Su Qianyu was always like this, and Zhou Ran had long since gotten used to it, promptly replying: "Six o'clock, at Xiang Zhuang."
Su Qianyu did not speak further, merely nodding slightly to indicate that he understood.
He held his phone, unconsciously pressing the lock screen button on and off, as if engaged in an unconscious game.
His long fingers gently slid across the phone screen; the WeChat interface was faintly visible, showing only one message that read: "Tonight at seven o'clock, Yan Silin and Lin Liyou are meeting at Xiang Zhuang."
The purpose of Su Qianyu's return this time was to seek investment. If all went well, his upcoming film "Rewarm" would also be completed domestically.
However, smooth sailing was merely a low-probability event; Su Qianyu knew full well that he would likely encounter many troubles.
This was no secret; after all, the entire entertainment industry knew that Su Qianyu's father, Su Chongshan, was a renowned director even internationally and a pivotal figure in the domestic directing circle.
But just a month ago, he was investigated for some disgraceful financial issues. Su Chongshan had suffered greatly.
As if it weren't enough to rain on his parade, the day after Su Chongshan was arrested, he suffered a stroke and became paralyzed. If there had been any chance for a comeback before, now there was utterly no hope.
The shareholders of Su Chongshan's company were embroiled in fierce factional struggles, each wanting to take a share of the pie. This did not include Su Qianyu; in fact, it posed an even greater trouble for him.
Unlike Su Chongshan, who had achieved great success, Su Qianyu seemed like a complete failure with nothing to show for himself. He had made a few films riding on Su Chongshan's coattails and had even been nominated for a few awards, but his persuasive power was minimal.
To put it bluntly, with a father like that, even if he kicked it out with his foot, it would still have to be praised.
Now, fortunes have turned; Su Chongshan has collapsed, and the title of "Son of Su Chongshan" is gone. Su Qianyu is struggling.
The lead actor for the movie "Rewarm" he was preparing has dropped out, and the sponsors have pulled out as well, citing that the risks are too high for continued cooperation.
With no other options, Su Qianyu can only find a way to meet with other investors to see if he can plug this huge hole.
The meeting is set with He Hai, a small giant in the home appliance industry. They had originally planned to collaborate, but Su Qianyu's clever tricks led to a direct rejection from them. With this bit of history, Su Qianyu knows he won't have an easy time tonight.
As Su Qianyu sits in the car heading to Xiang Zhuang, he slightly turns his head to look out the window. The fleeting scenery seems to remind him of the urgency of time.
He lets out a gentle sigh, the sound like falling leaves, filled with endless helplessness as he says to Zhou Ran, "Zhou Ran, this social engagement tonight is crucial; we need to be fully prepared."
Zhou Ran, focused on driving, responds, "Director Su, don't worry. I've prepared all the materials. However, He Hai's CEO, Shao He, is not an easy character to deal with; we need to be cautious."
A hint of worry appears on Zhou Ran's face, but her eyes convey determination.
Su Qianyu nods slightly, his fingers lightly tapping on his knee as he falls into deep thought.
The rhythmic tapping seems to echo his inner thoughts.
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