“Ah!”
A high-pitched voice echoed through the room.
Da Bing Bing abruptly opened her fox-like eyes from the couch, quickly glancing around.
She was confused for a moment, then patted her chest with a lingering sense of fear.
“It was just a dream...”
The events in her dream were simply unbelievable.
Being on authoritative magazines, on CCTV news, how was that even possible?
Then there was the tax evasion issue and the crackdown, being made an example. While she had done such things, everyone did it. How could they possibly investigate her?
Then there was the matter of Li Chen, the "舔狗" (literally "licking dog," a term for someone who fawns over another). She thought carefully but couldn’t be sure, as their interactions were limited.
He had always pursued her.
But none of those matters left as strong an impression as the man named Chu Ming.
So manly, so secure, so charismatic.
He wasn't interested in her body, and he was so physically strong...
He was the perfect choice for a boyfriend!
She shook her head with amusement, “Just a dream, I have to get back to work.”
As she rose from the couch, her manager strode in, his face beaming with joy. "Bing Bing, you're on the cover of the international fashion magazine, Cosmopolitan!"
“What?” Da Bing Bing was stunned.
“Don’t get too excited, there’s more good news. We’re on the news!” The manager, overflowing with happiness, pulled out his phone and showed it to Da Bing Bing.
At that moment, Da Bing Bing looked at the information on her phone, and her brain simply shut down.
She quickly pinched herself.
“Hiss!”
It really hurt. This wasn't a dream!
Seeing this, the manager burst into laughter, “Bing Bing, this isn’t a dream. Our fame is going to skyrocket, haha.”
Then he felt his phone vibrate. He answered, "Hello, Director Feng. You want to invite Bing Bing to act? What’s ‘I’m Not Pan Jinlian’? Maybe we can choose another film, this name...”
“No, take it!” Da Bing Bing said urgently.
She was slightly disoriented.
If the first two pieces of news were somewhat understandable.
Then the invitation to be in ‘I’m Not Pan Jinlian’ was completely unexpected, something no one could have predicted!
Her phone buzzed again.
“Hello Bing Bing, congratulations. You’re going to be on the news. Let's celebrate tonight.” Li Chen's voice came through the phone.
Looking at the phone and recalling the events of her dream, Da Bing Bing hung up directly.
The series of events made her feel like everything in the dream was actually going to happen!
She shuddered and quickly said to her manager, "Hurry up and pay back the tax debt."
“What?”
“I said, pay the tax!” Da Bing Bing said sternly.
“Bing Bing, it's over two hundred million. Besides, no one knows anyway.”
“That’s still better than being fined over eight hundred million later. Go quickly!” Da Bing Bing pointed to the door and urged him with small steps, anxious.
“Okay, okay, I’m going. But Bing Bing, are you okay? Your pants are wet… ”
Watching her manager leave, Da Bing Bing quickly checked her pants.
Her face instantly flushed red.
Recalling the events of her dream, recalling that man, her heart thumped violently.
She quickly changed her pants and covered her burning cheeks.
“It's so embarrassing, that Chu President had no idea about cherishing beauty.”
“No.”
“If my dream has predictive power, then Chu President must be real, and he helped me in the end!”
“And he's so manly, so connected, wouldn't it be better to build a relationship with him now? Maybe I could even be his girlfriend...”
Thinking of this, she went to the computer and started searching.
Jiahang International (佳航国际)
There was nothing!
Where was this company?
Had she made a mistake?
It was normal for a dream to be half real, half fake.
But as her mouse scrolled, the search results for Jiahang Media (佳航传媒) appeared on the screen, making her eyes widen.
She gently clicked the link, entering the webpage.
“Yang Mi's company?”
“Chu Ming!!!”
Da Bing Bing looked at the promotional photo on the webpage, then recalled Chu President's face from the dream, and the two images suddenly overlapped.
This discovery caused her to unconsciously clench her hands, her expression filled with excitement.
She continued browsing and discovered that he was currently just an artist under Jiahang.
She then went to Weibo and checked Chu Ming's page, looking at the photos of his abs and becoming even more certain that it was the same person.
Because no one knew his abs better than she did.
“So Chu Ming is still an artist under Jiahang, but he might eventually take over Jiahang. He has also made a lot of connections with capital and people...”
Thinking this, she chuckled.
He was young and promising, didn't lust after her beauty, and was secure.
Wasn't he worth investing in?
This was a far greater opportunity than winning an award or making profits from movies!
“Investing before he takes off, and securing a position in his heart, it’s such a good deal!”
Da Bing Bing, as if she had discovered some enormous business opportunity, couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
She then took out her phone and called Yang Mi.
“Mimi, you have an artist named Chu Ming, right? I'd like to invite him to my studio. Do you think it's possible...”
“No? I’ll pay the breach of contract fee.”
“If it really won't work, then forget it. Do you have Chu Ming's contact information? Give it to me, no reason.”
“Okay, okay. I’ll write it down. I’ll treat you to dinner later.”
Da Bing Bing, looking at the phone number written down on the table, burst into a joyous laugh.
She would occasionally glance at the number and then at Chu Ming’s photo on the computer.
She displayed the shy bashfulness of a young woman, muttering to herself,
“I have to figure out how to approach him. I can’t miss out on such a good man.”