"You wanted to invest in the seasoning factory from the very beginning?"
Shen Ranran repeated it, then said tentatively, "But he said from the start that he wanted to invest in the movie..."
"Didn't you tell him, word for word, how I built my business from nothing? He even said that after hearing what you told him, he looked into my affairs in detail. Only then did he say he wanted to invest in my movie. When he found out the movie wasn't going to work, he suggested having dinner with me and making friends instead."
Wang Yan started peeling shrimp and looked at Shen Ranran. "You heard what we were talking about just now. How many sentences did he actually spend on the movie? Everything he said was about my seasoning factory. You still don't understand what he was after?"
"No way, Brother Yan? But what if our movie doesn't get any investment from a production company?"
"He doesn't care about those two hundred thousand anyway, and it's a sure win for him. He read the script too. He's been knocking around the film industry for years, so he can tell whether it's good or bad. Even if it loses money, at worst he loses two hundred thousand. Besides, we can still recoup some of the costs. It's not like we won't sell a single ticket. We'll make some money, one way or another. And then there's you."
"Me?" Shen Ranran was utterly confused.
"Chu Caiyuan is still pretty interested in you. When we first sat down, you sat over here instead of beside him. I could tell he wasn't too happy about it. The way he looked at me then wasn't quite right."
Wang Yan said with a chuckle, "You brought him the script, and you told him