Becoming a Billionaire after Divorce

After enjoying himself for a long while, Sun Dasheng, who was in a state between sleep and wakefulness, suddenly opened his eyes. "How much was the investment for that suspenseful detective web series where you're playing the lead?"

"Manager Sun said it was twenty million. He wants to shatter the stereotype that web dramas are just low-budget, crude productions costing a few million," she replied.

"Hmm, not bad. I'll have him add another ten million to the project. We'll spend a bit more to create a web drama classic. Hopefully, it will benefit your acting career as well."

Hearing her sugar daddy's words, Guli Nazha's eyes lit up, and her touch became even more gentle. "After so many years in the industry, everyone has always called me a pretty but useless 'vase.' This time, I will pour my heart into this role and make everyone see me in a new light."

Lying in the bathtub, Sun Dasheng's lips twitched at her words. Forget about your 'vase' acting. Just being a quiet and beautiful vase is the greatest thanks you can give to the fans and audience who have always supported you.

After a refreshing bath, Guli Nazha, all bundled up, sneaked back to her room like a thief.

The moment the door opened, a woman of about her age rushed out from inside. She poked her head out to cautiously scan the surroundings before closing the door and asking in a low voice, "How did it go?"

This woman was her agent and also her elder sister, so there was no need to hide anything from her.

"Don't you have faith in your little sister's looks? When I make a move, of course, I win over the sugar daddy right then and there," Guli Nazha said smugly as she removed her mask and hat.

"But... you..."

Guli Nazha knew what her sister wanted to say. She hugged her arm and guided her to the sofa. "My dear sister, look at how old I am. I'm already in my early thirties. My looks are still here, but for how many more years? If I don't take advantage of my beauty while I still can and plan for myself, then there really will be no future for me."

Her sister nodded in understanding, then gave her a complicated look. "You've changed so much recently, ever since that scumbag two-timed you."

"Don't mention that scumbag." The mere mention of him made her blood boil.

It was her own fault for being such a love-struck fool and falling for a young, pretty-boy actor. In the end, while he was wooing her, he was also making eyes at Zhang Tianai, the lead actress from *Go Go Princess Go*. The affair was eventually exposed online, and the gossipmongers found out she'd been cheated on even before she did.

That incident completely cured her of her romantic delusions.

But it seems she might be heading in a direction of self-abandonment now, doesn't it?

"Sister, don't look at me like that. I know what I want. I won't just carelessly use my body as a bargaining chip."

"I'm not the kind of woman who sells her body for resources and fame."

"Well, it's a relief you haven't gone completely off the deep end. But this..."

Noticing her sister's hesitant expression, Guli Nazha smiled faintly and showed her the picture she had taken of his upper body while they were playing around in bed.

Her sister's eyes lit up, and she practically drooled. "Such an amazing physique?"

"Hehe... of course. What do you think I like him for? Obviously, it's because he's handsome, has a great body, and has resources. If he were just another one of those greasy old brutes from before, I would never have done this."

Hearing her sister's explanation, her agent finally relaxed. As a woman, she understood all too well the powerful attraction of a man who was rich, handsome, and had a fantastic body.

But soon, another layer of worry appeared on her face.

My sister won't...

Seeing her sister's expression, she instantly understood her concern. "Sis, are you afraid I'll start taking the act too seriously? That I'll actually fall for him?"

Her sister nodded. "Shouldn't I be? He's so outstanding."

"I know my place. In his eyes, I'm nothing but an actress. I don't harbor any such delusions," Guli Nazha said with a self-mocking smile.

Hearing her words, her sister's heart ached, and she pulled her into a tight hug. "How can you put yourself down like that? In my heart, you're the absolute best."

Sun Dacheng made the opening ceremony a grand affair. He invited numerous heavyweight media outlets and many influencers with massive followings.

The headline was also sensational: "Xingdian Media's Billion-Yuan Star-Making Plan."

Standing on the stage, naturally, were the 'new stars' the company was heavily grooming. The reporters below saw the grandiose headline and were chomping at the bit, eager to dig up some explosive news.

"President Sun, does your Star Point Company really have that kind of capital? A one-billion-yuan investment, can your company actually come up with that money? Or is this just a publicity stunt?"

The first question was a bombshell that threw the venue into an uproar.

Sun Dacheng, however, glanced confidently at someone in the crowd, a look that gave him all the assurance he needed. He cleared his throat twice before speaking slowly and deliberately. "That's an excellent question from our friend in the press. While Xingdian Media is no small enterprise, to be honest, a billion yuan is not something we can come up with on our own."

His words caused an even bigger explosion in the audience.

Good grief, is he just outing himself? No one has even exposed him yet, and he's just admitting it?

"President Sun, are you admitting that today's headline is a lie?"

"President Sun, you don't seem afraid that we know it's a stunt. Is this also part of your plan for today?"

"President Sun, can you please explain why you're doing this?"

"Quiet down, everyone. Look at you all, in such a hurry. Let me finish what I was saying. You new-media people, you're all the same. In a word: impatient. I bet some of you have already published the story, haven't you?" Sun Dacheng asked.

Several influencers in the crowd replied proudly, "For us in new media, speed is everything! How fast you break the news determines the size of your audience."

"So you don't care about the truth, then? I haven't even finished speaking, and you've already sent it out. Aren't you afraid of being accused of taking my words out of context?"