Capital of Capital

"Then... turn off your phone." Zhang Yang glanced at Ouyang Feifei's phone. "It keeps getting a call, it's so noisy."

Ouyang Feifei hesitated for a moment, as if she had made up her mind.

"Okay, Young Master Zhang."

With that, she decisively turned off her phone.

In an instant, the surroundings became clear, and finally, it was quiet again.

"Young Master Zhang, let me pour you some tea."

Ouyang Feifei obediently sat down and quietly made tea for Zhang Yang, without glancing at her phone that was placed to the side the entire time.

It was dusk.

"Come on, we have a few guests arriving soon." Zhang Yang pulled Ouyang Feifei along and headed straight for the private room.

Ouyang Feifei was confused and had no idea who had come.

But all she knew was to obey.

As night fell, there was a gentle knock on the door of the private room, and then several people walked in one after another.

Ouyang Feifei looked up and was immediately stunned.

The people who came were actually the producer and director of the movie she was auditioning for; Zhang Shao had managed to get them here with just one phone call.

Instinctively, she wanted to stand up.

"Oh, Miss Feifei, please... please sit down."

The two well-known directors and producers in the industry were in a panic and hurriedly bowed repeatedly, saying...

Ouyang Feifei was at a loss and looked at Zhang Yang.

"Please have a seat." Zhang Yang nodded, then looked at the two men. "Come, please have a seat too."

The two were flattered and sat down one after the other.

Zhang Yang ordered drinks and dishes, and the two women eagerly raised their glasses one after the other, first to Zhang Yang, and then to Ouyang Feifei.

Ouyang Feifei was so stunned by what she saw that it felt so unreal.

"I invited you here for no other reason than this." Zhang Yang put down his wine glass, pointed to Ouyang Feifei standing to the side, and said, "I heard your drama is casting for the female lead. What do you think of Ouyang Feifei?"

Although I'm only saying this now.

But those two weren't fools; before they came, they had already anticipated everything and considered everything that needed to be considered.

At this moment, naturally:

"Perfect, Miss Feifei is just right."

"Looking at it now, this show seems tailor-made for Miss Feifei."

The two of them kept nodding and praising him.

Are you kidding me? Who's this guy who's talking?

Mr. Zhang from Beijing.

For truly powerful and influential figures, it's a blessing if someone asks them for a female lead role!

"Alright, it's settled then. I won't let you lose out; I'll invest a little in this production." Zhang Yang raised his glass. "Come on, happy to cooperate."

Upon hearing this, the two were overjoyed.

What's exciting isn't the investment, but rather that Mr. Zhang is involved in this production—isn't that like adding prestige to the project?

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang. It is our honor to cooperate with you."

"With Mr. Zhang's help, our new show is sure to be a huge hit!"

The two of them excitedly downed it in one gulp.

Ouyang Feifei sipped her drink, while secretly glancing at the handsome profile of the person next to her.

"Is this all the power Young Master Zhang has?"

Can something so important be settled with just a phone call and a meal?

"Feifei," Zhang Yang patted Ouyang Feifei, "Call your agent over and take over this matter."

Ouyang Feifei snapped out of her daze, as if waking from a dream.

"Okay... Young Master Zhang, I'll make the call right away."

She hurriedly took out her phone, and subconsciously pressed a button, only to realize that she had already turned it off.

Power on.

Suddenly, a flood of messages and missed calls came in, making one's scalp tingle.

Zhang Yang glanced at it from afar and laughed, "Looks like your manager... is in a pretty hurry? Go get the call."

Ouyang Feifei hesitated for a moment, then made a phone call in front of everyone in the private room.

The call was answered almost instantly.

In the quiet private room, every word spoken across from me could be heard clearly.

"You finally answered! Feifei!"

"You're so willful! Do you even realize how much of an opportunity you missed because of your absence this afternoon?!"

"Do you want to be sidelined?!"

Zhang Yang listened with amusement.

"You want to sideline me? You've got quite the nerve, Feifei. Have someone come over here."

The two directors and producers standing nearby also found it amusing.

Here comes the fun!

Who is this agent? How dare they claim they're going to sideline the person Zhang Shao wants to promote? Are they just clueless? Or... completely ignorant of their own limitations?

Ouyang Feifei nodded.

"Um... Sister Luo, how about we talk in person? Can you come over?"

"Me? Where are you now? Are you scared now?!" The voice on the other end was unusually stern, clearly belonging to a woman who was quite difficult to talk to.

Ouyang Feifei gently gave the address, then hung up the phone. Then, tentatively, she gently hugged Zhang Yang's arm.

The director and producer at the table, observing each other's expressions, noticed this scene and exchanged a discreet glance.

In the evening, several people clinked glasses.

Zhang Yang didn't put on airs all the time; he chatted with the two of them in a very friendly manner.

Entertainment industry

Although he already had such authority, he hadn't really been involved in some of the details of this industry, but he was quite interested in them, so he asked whatever came to mind.

The two of them, of course, spoke frankly and without reservation, telling everything they knew.

Just then, hurried footsteps came from outside.

And then... a knock on the door.

Before Zhang Yang could speak, the people outside pushed the door open and entered.

"Feifei, you're incredibly brave!"

This was a very capable-looking woman, who was now acting aggressively, almost like she was there to interrogate someone.

The private room was completely silent.

The two directors and the producer looked at the newcomers with mocking expressions.

Suddenly, the woman stopped talking.

"Director Zhang... and Producer Wang?"

"Feifei, stay a moment and explain to your agent. I'll wait for you in the car," Zhang Yang said with a smile, then politely said goodbye to the two guests and left the private room first.

He certainly wouldn't directly intervene and get involved with such insignificant figures.

In the blink of an eye, only a few people remained in the private room.

"Feifei, what... what's going on?" the woman stammered.

"Sister Luo, Young Master Zhang has already arranged everything for me regarding the role," Ouyang Feifei said softly as she stood up. "Would you like to coordinate with the two of you?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhang has given the instructions. Ms. Feifei, please go over quickly, don't keep Mr. Zhang waiting. We'll talk to your agent." The producer said with a smile.

"Miss Feifei is truly blessed to have Mr. Zhang's favor," the director remarked.

"Mr. Zhang... Mr. Zhang?" The agent froze on the spot, his lips trembling.

"Well... Sister Luo, I have to go now, Young Master Zhang is still waiting for me." Ouyang Feifei's mind was completely focused on Zhang Yang at this moment, and she didn't have time to explain to her agent. She just hurriedly left a sentence.

Then, the two passed each other.

"Sister Luo, right? You're so clueless. If I were you, I'd come in and immediately drink three cups as punishment to admit my mistake." The producer looked at Sister Luo and shook his head regretfully.

"I bet you made quite a few phone calls this afternoon. You're really bold, daring to spoil Mr. Zhang's enjoyment. Luckily, Mr. Zhang is magnanimous and doesn't hold grudges," the director chuckled. "Logically speaking, Miss Feifei should have told you about this sooner. Since she chose not to, it's your dereliction of duty, or perhaps she simply doesn't trust you."

By this point, Sister Luo was well aware that Ouyang Feifei had hooked up with someone incredibly important.

"Please enlighten me!" she cried, flustered. "Who exactly is this Mr. Zhang?"

"You don't know Mr. Zhang?" Both of them were quite surprised. "You're in the entertainment industry, and you've never heard of Mr. Zhang?"

"I..." Sister Luo stammered. "I'm just a nobody, there's so much I don't know... Director Zhang, Producer Wang, I'd really appreciate your guidance."

"Indeed... your level is not high enough." With no outsiders present, the two resumed their arrogant demeanor.

Furthermore, both of them knew that Mr. Zhang was also dissatisfied with this agent.

Since Mr. Zhang is in a high position, he naturally can't get involved personally. This is the time for them to step in on his behalf.

"Since you don't know anything, you must at least know about the Huaying Film and Television Base in Beijing, right?" Director Zhang said with a smile.

"Huaying... of course I know Huaying," Sister Luo muttered to herself, then suddenly her eyes widened in terror. "Could it be... that General Manager Zhang from Huaying..."

"You're right!" they both laughed.

"It's actually Mr. Zhang from Huaying, it's that one." She murmured to herself, completely immersed in disbelief.

Putting everything else aside, the Huaying Film and Television Base alone, with its investment of tens of billions of yuan, is like a towering mountain to those in the film and entertainment industry, something they can only Yangwang to.

Moreover, she had vaguely heard that this Mr. Zhang's businesses extended far beyond this; he was a true business tycoon, a capitalist among capitalists, and a person with truly powerful connections.

But why didn't Feifei say anything?

Could it be that I really don't trust her enough?

For a moment, Sister Luo's face turned pale, and she found herself in a state of self-doubt.

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Inside the Maybach, Ouyang Feifei took the initiative to kiss him as soon as she got in the car, which seemed quite affectionate.

"Young Master Zhang, I never knew you'd helped me so much."

"Are you relieved now?" Zhang Yang laughed. "This afternoon you seemed to have turned off your phone, but you were actually very worried. See, you were overthinking it, weren't you?"

"So Young Master Zhang noticed." Ouyang Feifei blushed.

"The water's all spilled." Zhang Yang casually lifted Ouyang Feifei's chin to take a look.

The little girl obediently let Zhang Yang do as he pleased, her doe-like eyes trembling slightly. "Feifei apologizes to Young Master Zhang."

"We'll talk about it when we get back," Zhang Yang said.

Ouyang Feifei gave a soft "hmm," looking somewhat shy.

In the middle of the night, the car drove straight back to the Beijing Manor.

Hotels aren't a bad option, but for safety reasons, with so many people around, it's much more comfortable and relaxing to go straight back to my accommodation.

After all, that Beijing Manor was so large that it was practically its own world.

Go to the swimming pool on the two underground floors, play however you like, and nobody will know.

That's what Zhang Yang thought, and that's what he did.

Around 9 or 10 p. m., beside the swimming pool on the second basement floor of the Beijing Manor, a slender figure swam gracefully in the water like a flying fish.

With a whoosh.

Ouyang Feifei, her long hair still wet, flicked the water droplets and lay on the edge of the pool, looking up at Zhang Yang with her doe-like eyes.

Zhang Yang looked down at the innocent-looking, yet deeply browed, rising star of the music scene.

Squat down and stretch out your hands.

Ouyang Feifei then leaned in so he could touch her face and hair, just like a well-behaved puppy.

"You seem like a puppy," Zhang Yang laughed.

His words weren't meant as a derogatory term; they were simply a spontaneous expression of his feelings.

"If Young Master Zhang says I am, then I am..." Ouyang Feifei's eyes became misty.

The next second, Zhang Yang felt the wet lick of his T-shirt, and his expression immediately turned to astonishment.

Is she really that sensible and understanding?

"Come on up, little dog." Zhang Yang smiled and bent down to scoop Ouyang Feifei out of the water.

With a scream, he carried Ouyang Feifei straight to the nearest room and then threw her roughly onto the bed.

It's 10 o'clock now.

"What time would you like to finish?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile.

"This... this can be controlled?" Ouyang Feifei blushed, shyly yet boldly hugging me. "Can we stay together all night?"

"All night long, you said it yourself," Zhang Yang said, amused.

So this girl thought he was joking and was just playing along to add some spice to the relationship, right?

We need to show her what it's like.

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The next morning, Zhang Yang got up early and went for a refreshing swim in the pool before emerging from the water, covered in water droplets.

Bathed in the light, his physique was perfect and invincible, as if a god had descended from the heavens.

Looking up, Zhang Yang saw Ouyang Feifei leaning against the wall, her doe-like eyes staring intently at him.

"You're up?"

Ouyang Feifei didn't say anything, her eyes looking somewhat embarrassed.

"What's wrong? Why are you standing still?" Zhang Yang asked curiously.

"Young Master Zhang... I... I have trouble walking," Ouyang Feifei said softly. "Could you help me?"

Zhang Yang smiled and went over to pick Ouyang Feifei up in his arms.

He knew perfectly well that the other person wasn't being pretentious; they genuinely couldn't take the first step, which was understandable.

As for last night...

That was a joke all night; by 11 PM, the girl was already begging for mercy and saying she could try other methods...

They fell asleep in each other's arms a little after one o'clock.

Around 8 or 9 a. m., at the Beijing Manor, the two were having breakfast and chatting in the restaurant.

Although Ouyang Feifei is clingy, she is also very obedient, knows how to behave appropriately, and has a particularly good sense of boundaries. Just as she herself said, she is like an obedient puppy, clinging to you when needed, and obediently not bothering you when not needed.

Just as Ouyang Feifei was radiating boundless youthful energy, chattering like a nightingale.

"Huh?"

Ouyang Feifei's phone rang. When she looked at the caller ID, she saw it was her agent.

She casually turned on the speakerphone.

After connection.

The voice on the other end was cautious and unusually humble.

"Feifei, when are we arranging to pick you up? You have a schedule tomorrow..."

"Of course... If it's really inconvenient for you, the company said it's okay, they can help you cancel, but they just hope you'll let them know in advance."

Ouyang Feifei looked at Zhang Yang.

"Go ahead, I'll contact you if I need anything... Of course, you can also contact me if you need anything," Zhang Yang said casually.

Upon hearing this, Ouyang Feifei's eyes immediately lit up with joy.

"Okay... But I definitely won't bother you normally, Mr. Zhang. However, you can always find me whenever you need me. I'm always here."