On the way back, Zhou Xinyan held her phone, still excited.
"Hubby, look. I posted four videos of Little Red Date, and the most popular one has already gotten 500,000 likes. Even the least popular one has over 100,000. Little Red Date is definitely going viral."
"Let me read you some comments!"
"This horse is so beautiful. Definitely a Blood-Sweating Horse. Case closed."
"This is the first time I've ever seen a horse this smart."
"Its eyes are so lively."
"Fun fact: Akhal-Teke Horses are well-proportioned, majestic and powerful. They are strong, fast, enduring, and temperamental, but become very obedient once trained. Having watched footage of this horse racing, its bearing is dignified and its gait light. It is undoubtedly a Blood-Sweating Horse."
"It's definitely worth more than a million."
"Are you kidding? Many Blood-Sweating Horses are worth tens of millions. Only truly wealthy people can afford to play with them. They're more impressive than buying a sports car. The Douyin creator is rich. Case closed."
"Blood-Sweating Horses are worth a fortune, yet this one is making a living by being cute. It feels like it could rival our national treasure, Rolling Rolling."
Seeing how happy Zhou Xinyan was, Jiang Hao smiled as well. Fine, as long as it made his woman happy, the reward had been worth it.
Just then, Zhou Xinyan suddenly paused and said, "Hubby, someone tagged me. He says he's a film director and asked whether our horse could perform in a movie. He wants to make a humanistic film about people and horses. If it qualifies, he can pay us an appearance fee."
Jiang Hao was stunned. Something like that could happen? Could he be a scammer?
Then again, even if he was a scammer, so what? Was Jiang Hao afraid of scammers? He said,