This Girl Wins Three Hundred Million Dollars

Chapter 42

Shen Youlin's freshness wore off quickly, and he was like a naughty child, yelling that he wanted to go back to the hotel. Yu Shu was also a little tired, and the two of them left without disturbing the crew.

"Pah! What the hell is this? He thinks he's some big shot director! You see my prop, what's wrong with it? And he tells me the plastic feel is too heavy!"

"It's made of plastic to begin with. He's complaining about it. If he wants the real thing, let him buy it himself."

Around the corner, two crew members were chatting while sucking on cigarettes.

"Buy the real thing? Have you seen how little he has? He can't even afford to rent a studio and build sets - he finds locations to film everywhere for free. Let me tell you, I'd change my surname if this movie gets finished filming. It's been two years already, and filming has stopped three times, all because the punk ran out of money. He'd stop filming once the money was gone, and start again when he found more money..."

"What?! Will I get my pay then?"

...

This familiar feeling, the familiar feeling of money falling into her lap.

Yu Shu suspected she might be the long lost daughter of the God of Wealth, why else would he keep sending her money, placing it right in front of her? It was barely different from shoving the money directly into her hands.

Returning to the hotel, Yu Shu calculated how much funds she had left. Buying the car and house had cost around 14 million. She had invested 5 million with Qi Yue and Fan Caiyun's company, plus other expenses here and there, she only had 21 million left, with around 1 million being interest earned over the past two months.

Sigh, she really was a wasteful woman.

Yu Shu couldn't help but criticize herself.

Yu Shu didn't know much about the film industry, so she searched online for some basic profitable models, and concluded that filmmaking was a money burning art.

Well, art requires money to burn.

Her funds were low, but she still wanted to invest. However, she really didn't have much money left, yet she really wanted to invest...

After struggling for a while, Yu Shu took out Wan Tusui's business card and gave him a call.

He should be free by now right? No, she was the investor daddy with the cash, why was she thinking so subserviently? She had to be more arrogant!

When Wan Tusui picked up, he was swearing and yelling fiercely at the film set: "Who the hell is this?!"

Yu Shu: "...Invest..."

Silence filled Haikou Bay tonight.

A few seconds later, Wan Tusui let out a cry of agony: "Daddy! Investor daddy!"

Yu Shu rubbed her temples with a headache, suddenly regretting making this call a little.

The next morning, Yu Shu left the hotel very early, but when she reached the elevator, she turned back and knocked on Shen Youlin's door, knocking for a long time before he finally opened it.

Shen Youlin had intense morning face and stretched his face in displeasure: "What do you want? Quacking so early in the morning..."

The last "quack" broke and cracked due to his agitated emotions and uncomfortable morning throat.

Yu Shu smiled ingratiatingly: "Go with me somewhere, and then I'll treat you to a meal."

"Hainan chicken rice?"

"I'll let you eat emperor crab, spotted garoupa, wild yellow croaker, whatever is expensive we'll eat!"

Considering the emperor crab, Shen Youlin reluctantly agreed and followed her out.

Yu Shu was going to meet Wan Tusui. She wanted to take a look at the full script and footage from the film he had shot so far before investing. Wan Tusui had set their meeting place at a private theater.

The location was very remote, and the country didn't have comprehensive industry regulations on private theaters yet, leading to chaotic management of current private theaters, with lots of mixups and shady business. Yu Shu valued her life and didn't dare go alone.

"I'm very reliable?" In the taxi, Shen Youlin proudly straightened his back.

Yu Shu: "You know in your heart how reliable you are. You don't have a single muscle on your body, just bubbly fat."

"Then why did you ask me to go with you?"

"In case we get kidnapped, you're so valuable that my chances of being rescued go up." Yu Shu analyzed reasonably, "In the tiny chance we meet a psycho who throws us both into the sea to feed sharks, with you as a buffer, I wouldn't lose out either."

Shen Youlin looked indifferent: "Driver, stop the car please, I want to get off."

Yu Shu's lips quivered as she was about to cry: "Dear, can you bear to let me go alone?"

"Yes, very much."

"Look at me, I'm so young and beautiful, and sexy, also rich, it's so dangerous for me to go out alone~"

The two bantered without realizing the cab driver had taken them on a detour. By the time they noticed, they were very far from their destination.

Young master Shen Youlin's temper cooled down: "Just you wait, trying to scam me! I'll make sure you lose your job!"

Shen Youlin launched a tirade while Yu Shu took pictures of the driver's credentials, noted down the license plate, and recorded audio of them both.

After getting off the cab, Shen Youlin furiously sent the evidence Yu Shu captured to Wei Bo, muttering under his breath: "Dare to scam my money! Screw you!"

"We didn't pay him anything."

That driver was stubborn at first, threatening them vaguely. He didn't expect Shen Youlin to be a tough nut, unafraid and spewing even nastier words back at him. Worried they might have some powerful background, the driver didn't want to entangle with them further. He drove them away without taking their money.

"I'm still mad we didn't pay!" Shen Youlin fumed and stomped his feet. "What did that turtle grandson say when we got off? That he was unlucky to run into us? F*ck that! I don't acknowledge it!"

Unable to hail a cab where they were, they bought two ice pops at a small shop by the road and sat under a tree to wait for Wan Tusui.

Shen Youlin's fiery young master temper came and went quickly. By the time he was halfway through his ice pop, he was no longer angry, sighing deeply from his soul: "Life..."

Yu Shu waited for him to share some profound insight on life.

"Unfamiliar place."

"..."

Yu Shu covered her face - she shouldn't have expected any wisdom from this idiot.

Wan Tusui arrived late in a rundown bread van, dusty enough to draw on. Shen Youlin backed away three steps at the sight: "This young master doesn't take cars less than a million."

"How expensive are the cars young master usually takes?"

Shen Youlin casually waved his hand: "Oh, just small broken cars worth a few ten million, occasionally I might take a 3.5 billion target."

Wan Tusui stared wide-eyed in shock: "What car is worth 3.5 billion?"

"Harmonious Number." Shen Youlin's face seemed to say "I just love how uncultured you are."

"..."

Yu Shu covered her face: "I...actually don't know him well, really not well."

"Right, not well at all." Shen Youlin nodded seriously. "Just slept together twice."

Yu Shu exploded: "When the hell did I ever sleep with you!!"

"On the plane."

"..."