Becoming a Billionaire after Divorce

The TV station isn't that great.

But the city where the station is located, Changsha, is pretty nice.

The nights in Changsha are livelier than the days.

It's bustling with activity.

Sun Dasheng strolled around until the early morning hours.

The crowd didn't thin out.

If anything, it seemed to be growing.

It truly lives up to being the top nightless city in the country.

He was a bit curious, don't the people of Changsha wake up for work the next morning?

Changsha's stinky tofu, sugar-coated rice cakes, and Tea-yany 'n Roof.

They're all local specialties, not available elsewhere.

He tried quite a bit.

The taste was pretty good.

Changsha barbecue is expensive for others.

For him, it's no big deal.

He ate a bit to try the flavor.

Hmm...

The taste compared to the north has its own merits.

Let's just say southern barbecue has various vegetables.

Northern barbecue is all about the meat, indeed stronger than the southern style.

The portions are big, the meat is good, quite satisfying to eat.

The portions are small, a common issue in southern cities, not just Changsha.

Eating, drinking, and having fun.

It was two in the morning.

He finally got a message.

He raised his hand, looked at it, and laughed: "This TV station recording is really exhausting, keeping the show guests until this hour."

Then, he headed back to the hotel.

Halfway, he received another call.

It was from Tian Xiwei.

She said that after recording the show, Mr. He invited them to dinner.

She asked if he had time to join the fun.

"Sure, send me the address."

After hanging up, he took a cab there.

Since he came here for a brief visit, he didn't have a car.

It was convenient to take a cab, and since he didn't have any appointments, he didn't arrange for a car.

The destination was a private little restaurant.

The address was out of the way; not everyone could find it.

The driver seemed to be in the know: "You sure know where to eat, this private restaurant often hosts celebrities."

Sun Dasheng smiled, "Today, a big star is hosting."

The driver looked skeptical as he got off the car.

Someone was waiting at the entrance.

Upon closer look.

It was none other than Tian Xiwei?

She saw Sun Dasheng's figure.

Quickly walked over with a smile, taking his arm: "Sorry to call you out so late."

Sun Dasheng pinched her cheek: "Why don't I see any hint of you being sorry?"

Tian Xiwei was taken aback, surprised at his bluntness, then returned to her smile: "I wanted you to help me boost my presence, you don't know the people inside, they're either industry veterans or famous actors, I can't compare to any of them, I have to rely on you, brother."

The way she called him brother made him feel a bit mushy inside.

"Trying to sweet-talk me?" Sun Dasheng wasn't buying it.

She pouted: "Just this once, I promise..."

Sun Dasheng got interested, "What do you promise?"

"I promise, I'll help you with that thing..." Her voice trailed off, seemingly a bit embarrassed.

"Then watch, I promise I'll give you the support you need."

Sun Dasheng's assurance was indeed effective.

Once inside.

A gathering of celebrities, and famous hosts, heard he was a big sponsor, greeted him warmly and friendly.

"President Sun, please sit over here."

Mr. He, seated at the main spot, eagerly invited him over.

Sun Dasheng accepted the offer and joined.

Coincidentally, the one giving up the seat was Dilraba Dilmurat, whom he hadn't seen long ago.

As she gave up her seat, she cheekily threw him a flirtatious glance.

Sun Dasheng acknowledged it but didn't overreact.

Typically, an unfamiliar guest at a dinner would cool the atmosphere.

But Mr. He, worthy of being a top host, with a few jokes and jest, warmed up the atmosphere quickly.

He said: "President Sun, how about we order a few more dishes? Pick whatever you like."

Pushed the menu over casually.

Sun Dasheng subtly pushed the menu back, smiling and explaining under surprised looks:

"Interestingly, when Wei Wei called me, I happened to be around Huangxing Road Pedestrian Street."

He said this.

Mr. He understood immediately.

Laughed and said: "So President Sun is quite familiar with our Changsha, knows the best snacks are there, probably had plenty already, no wonder you aren't hungry now, I thought you didn't like this little restaurant's home-style dishes."

Sun Dasheng waved a hand, "No way, just because I have money now, doesn't mean I've picked up lots of bad habits, looking down on this or that."

Ordinary family.

These four words, without backing from someone like Xiao Ma, are just ordinary words.

But now...

With past experiences, who would take it seriously anymore?

Everyone there laughed merrily, as if to say: President Sun, you're joking.

With Sun Dasheng's addition, Tian Xiwei clearly felt the people around her become much friendlier.

Secretly thought, she'd found the right helper.

With a sponsor, she went from a Little Cutie to a hotshot at the dinner.

Everyone wanted to add her on WeChat and be friends.

Including some big-name stars.

During the meal.

Sun Dasheng also gained over a dozen new contacts on his phone.

After-dinner tea time.

Mr. He began to subtly inquire about the situation of his company.

Sun Dasheng didn't hide anything.

Mr. He's eyes gleamed, realizing this sponsor wasn't just about splurging on ads.

He had several companies linked to the entertainment industry.

Especially that media company producing short dramas and web series, which he found very intriguing.