How did capitalists squeeze out profits?
First, liberate the productive forces, then throw the workers into endless production to reap even greater profits.
As a qualified capitalist, Luo Chuan naturally understood this principle.
So he needed to free Shinkai Seiko from her wrangling over the script and point her in the right direction.
With a direction to move toward, she could devote herself body and soul to filming, providing Luo Chuan with more—and better—movies.
Both sides were delighted.
This was called a win-win situation.
Shinkai Seiko said her goodbyes. Judging by her excited expression, tonight would most likely be another sleepless night.
If not for the powerful constitution granted by cultivation, Luo Chuan would have been somewhat worried that she might suddenly drop dead from overwork.
"Pair of fives."
"Pair of sixes."
"Pair of twos!"
"Pass."
"Pass."
"..."
Soft, bright lights illuminated the shop as the girls gathered together, tossing cards from their hands.
When Shinkai Seiko came out, this was the scene she saw.
"How did it go?"
Yao Ziyue turned around and casually asked.
"The boss has already written the story and handed it to me," Shinkai Seiko said.
After a brief silence, Yao Ziyue and the others immediately crowded around her in excitement.
"Let me see, let me see."
"Is it the story called Violet that the boss mentioned before?"
"When are you planning to start filming?"
There were too many questions, and Shinkai Seiko had no idea whom to answer first.
"Stop, stop, stop. The boss only gave me a rough outline of the story. I'll let you know when the actual filming begins. That's it, I'm leaving first."
Before her voice had even faded, she was already striding toward the door, not waiting at all for Yao Ziyue and the others to respond.
"How