At eight o’clock in the evening, at Duolun Restaurant, Song Zhiyi saw Chen Fei and Zhao Bai standing outside the hotel as soon as she got out of the car.

　　The two walked over, their faces a little embarrassed and apologetic. Chen Fei said, “Ms. Song, I’m really sorry. I don’t know how the news about the investment leaked out.”

　　”It’s a small matter, don’t worry about it.” Song Zhiyi took out a blue notebook from her brother’s bag, pulled out a few A4 papers from it and handed it to him. “I hastily wrote an investment plan before coming here. The official one will be out in a few days. You can take a look at it first.”

　　Chen Fei and Zhao Bai didn’t know who leaked the investment information, but she knew very well that with Zhang San as a role model in the crew, there were many people who wanted to curry favor with Boss Wang to get promoted.

　　What’s more, Boss Wang was only threatening the crew with the investment, and he didn’t really want to withdraw his investment. But now Zhang San is completely in trouble, and Chronical of Wind and Cloud crew was intercepted by him. He has no way out, and those who are watching them guessed his intention and handed her over as a pretext.

　　If she could be forced to give up, that person might catch Boss Wang’s eye. However, this bed is not so easy to climb onto, and I don’t know if they can accept cow play.

　　”Are we there yet?” Song Zhiyi asked when she saw Chen Fei and Zhao Bai, who were leading the way, suddenly stop.

　　Chen Fei and Zhao Bai looked at each other, then looked away in tacit understanding and replied, “Still ahead.”

　　The five of them continued forward. Liu Bai, who had followed them stubbornly and was now walking at the back, had a look of regret on his face. Seeing Song Zhiyu’s reaction, he had thought that only he could hear the sound. It seemed he had been overthinking it… Wait, what if Boss Wang could hear it too…

　　Liu Bai silently clutched his phone, wondering whether he should contact a few thugs in advance.

　　When they entered the private room, Boss Wang hadn’t arrived yet. Chen Fei had already ordered the dishes and told the waiter to serve them in ten minutes. Song Zhiyi found a seat and sat down, chatting with them about the crew. While chatting, she glanced at their character card books, secretly clearing mines.

　　Not long after, Boss Wang walked in.

　　To be honest, this was the first time Song Zhiyi saw him wearing normal clothes, and she almost didn’t recognize him, but after she recognized him, the picture in her mind was a little distorted.

　　[Black suit and white shirt, or the familiar cow color scheme, hahahaha what should I do? I can no longer look at this combination.]

　　Boss Wang paused, lowered his head and glanced at his outfit, feeling a little bewildered. Isn’t this quite normal? He then looked at Chen Fei and the others, all of whom looked normal. Could it be that he had misheard?

　　He walked towards the empty seat hesitantly, and smiled in Song Zhiyi’s direction: “This must be Miss Song, you are so young and promising.”

　　”Thank you for your compliment. I will learn more from seniors like you.” Song Zhiyi nodded to him politely, then quickly turned her head to avoid the handshake.

　　Boss Wang’s eyes flashed with impatience, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a lukewarm arc: “Investment is not a child’s play. Miss Song is so young, you still need to discuss it with your family.”

　　Song Zhiyi nodded nonchalantly. Chen Fei interrupted her at this moment to greet Boss Wang, and she let her thoughts wander.

　　[Boss Wang must have a very good waist.]

　　Boss Wang spoke calmly, with a hint of self-satisfaction: “Yes…”

　　[After all, if he loves crawling on the ground like a cow, he definitely doesn’t have a herniated disc. Hey, did he speak?]

　　”Pfft…” Liu Bai couldn’t help laughing, then coughed madly as if to cover it up, with an impeccable apology on his face, “Sorry, I choked.”

　　The waiter came in to serve the dishes at this moment, and Song Zhiyi also stopped her racing thoughts.

　　Boss Wang had a gloomy face and glanced at everyone else, finally landing on Song Zhiyi’s face.

　　Who is this woman?

　　I didn’t pay attention to it at first, but now I think about it, although the strange voice sounded like Song Zhiyi’s voice when I listened carefully, it had a vague feeling and was hazy as if it was covered by a layer of cloth. Moreover, Song Zhiyi didn’t seem to open her mouth.

　　Is it ventriloquism? But if it is ventriloquism, how does she know these things?

　　”Boss Wang, come here, I’ll toast you a glass.” Song Zhiyu picked up the high-heeled glass of Coke and looked at him with an icy cold look in his eyes. What kind of person dared to look at his sister in such a way?

　　Boss Wang looked away and perfunctorily offered him a drink. The young people nowadays really don’t know how to be polite.

　　Song Zhiyi focused on eating. Boss Wang, no longer hearing any strange noises, gradually relaxed and joined the others in toasting. Of course, it was mainly Zhao Bai and Boss Wang who were drinking. Zhao Bai, who usually looked frail, had a surprisingly high alcohol tolerance. Judging from her attitude, it seemed she was aiming to get Boss Wang drunk.

　　After three rounds of drinks, Boss Wang became more and more excited and talked at length about his own story of making a fortune. Song Zhiyi listened, glanced at the personality card album on her lap, and couldn’t help but get distracted.

　　[Boss Wang was a cattle herder when he was young. It’s really not easy for him to climb up to where he is now.]

　　It came again and again. As soon as Boss Wang stopped talking, everyone present except the two men with the surname Song pricked up their ears.

　　[However, this also shows that raising a child is not just about providing material conditions, but also about caring for their physical and mental health.]

　　Liu Bai picked up the cup and thought, why did the topic change so quickly? He didn’t come here to hear this.

　　If Boss Wang’s parents had paid more attention to this, he wouldn’t have considered cows his family just because he grew up with them. Cows were probably a reflection of his mother’s image in his childhood. In a sense, is this behavior a manifestation of his mother complex?

　　Song Zhiyu buried his head in his food. Chen Fei and Zhao Bai exchanged a bewildered glance. Liu Bai’s eyes lit up, a fire of gossip igniting. As for Boss Wang? His reaction wasn’t important.

　　[No, I still can’t convince myself. This is too perverted.] Song Zhiyi’s face showed obvious disgust.

　　[How could someone gain XP by dressing up as a simulated cow and having someone milk them? Is this something a carbon-based creature could do? I can’t understand it, I’ll never understand it in my lifetime, but I have to say, this Zhang San… his mental strength is truly amazing!]

　　[With that kind of mentality, there’s no way he can’t succeed in anything. He’s just playing the role of a shepherd with a human-shaped cow, and he’s even milking him. Ugh, he’s narrowing his path.]

　　After sighing, Song Zhiyi shook her head and met Liu Bai’s surprisingly bright eyes. She realized belatedly that everyone was looking at her and asked blankly, “What’s wrong? Is there something dirty on my face?”

　　Song Zhiyu shook his head, replied “I don’t know,” and continued to eat his meal. He was just following the crowd.

　　Liu Bai avoided her gaze and tried his best to suppress the corners of his mouth that were curling up wildly. He finally ate the whole melon!

　　Chen Fei and Zhao Bai were still in a daze as their worldviews had been refreshed, while Boss Wang was holding his chest and looked like he was about to faint.

　　Three seconds later, he really fainted.

　　*

　　Boss Wang was admitted to the hospital ICU, Zhang San went to the police station to eat prison food, and Song Zhiyi accompanied Song Zhiyu to stay up all night on the crew.

　　They (cross out) She has a bright future!

　　With no one causing trouble and Song Zhiyi being generous, Chronical of Wind and Cloud crew quickly returned to normal operations.

　　Song Zhiyu has a group variety show schedule in half a month. In order to catch up with the schedule and because the actor for the third male lead has not yet been in place, the crew has been concentrating on filming his scenes during this period. Song Zhiyi stayed up all night with him twice. Her biological clock, which had been stable for twenty-three years, was disrupted, and she felt unusually lethargic.

　　Therefore, after receiving the news that Chen Fei wanted her to participate in the casting, she agreed without hesitation, and repeatedly instructed the new assistant to carry Song Zhiyu away immediately if he saw him behaving abnormally.

　　After staying up until the early hours of the morning last night, Song Zhiyi slept until noon the next day before getting up, eating something and rushing to the casting site.

　　The calendar shows that autumn will begin next Wednesday, but summer in Anchuan City is not over yet.

　　Song Zhiyi held up the parasol, and in the tote bag on her shoulder, besides tissues and pens, there was still the blue hardcover notebook.

　　She’d been flipping through it whenever she had a free moment these days, and she’d discovered some patterns. Perhaps because “Spoiled Canary” was a novel about the entertainment industry, outsiders weren’t normally worthy of a name. She, for example, only got two lines of writing because of her blood relationship with Song Zhiyu.

　　As for those in the circle or those who have close ties with the circle, they all have relatively complete character cards with varying degrees of detail. This led to her not finishing the booklet even after several days of reading it. Even though it looked only as thick as an ordinary notebook, she could never finish reading it!

　　Fortunately, she discovered a new function. As long as she wrote down her name on any page, the next page would automatically change to that person’s character card. Otherwise, just searching would tire her to death.

　　After walking about a hundred meters along the sidewalk, Song Zhiyi arrived at an office building, closed her umbrella, and walked in according to the address given to her by casting director Li Ziteng.

　　She arrived at the perfect time, the interview was about to start in ten minutes.

　　This is the final round of auditions, and the role I’m interviewing is the third male lead, Wu Ren, which is also the role played by Zhang San.

　　Wu Ren’s character is likable, and Chen Fei’s team is also quite capable, so many people are eyeing this role. The three people who have reached this point are equally strong. In any case, Song Zhiyi can’t tell who is better.

　　Li Ziteng carefully glanced at her face, but could see nothing, nor did she express any strange thoughts. He could only tell the three actors to wait for further notice after the audition. After they left, he poured Song Zhiyi a glass of water and carefully inquired, “Ms. Song, which of these three do you think is more suitable for the role of Wu Ren?”

　　Song Zhiyi yawned softly, picked up the pen, lowered her head and flipped through the character card book: “This role is very important, and I need to consider it further.”

　　[I was so sleepy that I didn’t look carefully. Let me clear it up first.]

　　Just as she finished speaking, there was a knock on the door, and a bright and elegant lady walked in, accompanied by one of the three actors.

　　She smiled and said to Li Ziteng, “Old Li, long time no see. Yesterday, I heard this kid say he wanted to audition for your play, so I thought I’d come and see it. I hope I didn’t disturb your work.”

　　”Of course you didn’t bother me,” Li Ziteng said politely. “So Deng Guang is actually your son. No wonder he has some of your charisma when you were a big shot in the film industry.”

　　[Bullshit, he’s lying with his eyes open. He’s completely wasting his mother’s beauty!] Song Zhiyi turned her pen and wrote Deng Guang’s name. After turning the page, her eyes suddenly widened.

　　[What! This Deng Guang is actually the offspring of his father and grandmother!]