"Ahem, Director Li is pretty famous. The film he's currently preparing, Galaxy Exploration Team, was originally written by me. Later, after you revised it, I sent it to He Jianhui, and then He Jianhui passed it on to a film company we invested in. In the end, Director Li took a liking to it at first sight.
As she spoke, Little Four thoughtfully transmitted some information about Director Li into her mind, giving her a general understanding of the person before her.
"..."
Su Qiao hadn't expected that, after going around in circles, it would circle right back to her.
By the way, the other shows we wrote have already started filming too. One of them should be released soon, and the response probably won't be any worse than the songs you wrote before.
To fulfill the original host's wish to "have more money than she could ever spend in a lifetime—the more, the better," she and her system had racked their brains for every possible way to make money and brought out every skill they had. In every industry, as long as there was a way to make money quickly, they would get involved.
Writing screenplays, investing in films and television shows, writing songs and composing music—these were all relatively fast ways to make money, so of course they wouldn't pass them up.
And so, they had achieved what they had today.
It was just that no one knew the author's true identity.
Because of Su Qiao's instructions, He Jianhui had kept her identity secret to the highest possible degree.
Although quite a few people knew that he had a Big Boss behind him, no one had been able to uncover that person's true background.
"Miss Su, really, can't you give it some more thought? I'm being completely sincere."