Sun Dasheng smiled and said to the reporters, "The Wanda Group is currently seeking transformation. It is no longer just a professional real estate company. Its performance in cinemas and the entertainment industry is obvious. We hope everyone gives it time, because it has the best leader and will definitely shine brilliantly again."

These flattering words won him a round of applause.

But privately, everyone still referred to this investment as: a fool with plenty of money.

He also acquired a new title: the reckless rookie of the investment world.

At the celebration party afterwards, Old Wang kept toasting him, and having drunk quite a bit, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Brother, thanks to you this time. Otherwise, the company I raised with my own hands would have slipped away from me. During that time, I was truly worried sick, it was like a fate worse than death.

It was even more painful than losing my own son!"

Principal Wang beside him: "..."

You're truly my good old man! Is this how you make comparisons?

"Kid, what are you staring at? Don't you have any sense, hurry up and toast your Uncle Sun!" Old Wang was unhappy.

This son seemed okay at first.

But compared to President Sun of the same age, he really pales in comparison, person to person, sigh... better not compare, my own son is not even worthy to carry his shoes.

Little Wang: "..."

Seeing the awkward scene, Sun Dasheng stepped in to mediate, "Older Wang, no need for that. Little Wang and I hit it off straight away, we can just talk among ourselves in the future.

I call you Older Brother, call him Younger Brother, no problem, right?"

Old Wang, probably from drinking too much, wasn't clear-headed, didn't see any problem, having a peer in the business world call his son Younger Brother, that's giving face to the son, what problem could there be.

So he picked up his glass, "No problem! Come on, Younger Brother, I toast you!"

Despite being 70, he still had a heroic demeanor, downed his drink in one go, looked at his son and said: "What are you standing there for? Quickly go and toast your Older Brother."

Little Wang: "..."

Today I really shouldn't have come.

But under Old Wang's intense stare with eyes like a thousand needles, he didn't dare not move.

So he raised his glass and said, "Thank you, Older Brother, for supporting my dad heavily!"

Sun Dasheng replied, "I trust Older Wang's character and ability, I trusted him as a person, so I invested this money."

Old Wang loved hearing this, drank even more happily.

Then... slipped under the table.

And was subsequently supported by his entourage to rest.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to tell Little Wang to take good care of Brother Sun.

After the older generation left, the atmosphere at the table became much more relaxed, less serious.

Little Wang also loosened up.

He got interested and made a suggestion, "Brother Sun, do you want to invite a few celebrities over to liven things up?"

"Celebrities?" Sun Dasheng was naturally interested, but he asked, "It's quite late already, can they come out if called on such short notice?"

Little Wang thumped his chest confidently, "No problem, just wait and see."

Truth be told, Little Wang wasn't bragging.

One phone call, not long after a bunch of celebrities arrived.

And they weren't just any celebrities, most were at least B or C-list, there was even an A-list star.

Seeing the stark difference between how the celebrities acted at the dinner and their public personas was eye-opening for Sun Dasheng.

Although he had been with several celebrities in the past, those invited to drink at banquets were a different breed.

They seemed well accustomed to such affairs, each one adeptly persuading others to drink.

No shyness or reluctance in their demeanor.

To put it bluntly, they were high-class hostesses.

During a bathroom break, Sun Dasheng quietly asked Little Wang, "Aren't these celebrities earning well? Why are they willing to come out for some extra cash?"

Little Wang gave him a mysterious look, "Do you think they come out to drink for the money?"

"It's more about making connections and expanding their network, although you can't rule out that some do it for money, but those are usually not so well-off D-list ones."

"But at slightly higher-end places, it's impossible for D-list celebrities to even get a seat at the table."

Sun Dasheng indicated he understood, but he had another question: "How did you manage to call so many people with just one phone call? All these celebrities must have their own commitments and can't all be free at the same time to come over."

Little Wang chuckled mysteriously, "Don't think too highly of them, those nightclub girls have madams, don't they? These celebrities naturally have intermediaries too."

With that explanation, Sun Dasheng understood.

A more upscale version of Kunkun.

Just as they finished their business.

A girl unexpectedly burst into the men's restroom.

Upon taking a closer look, it turned out to be the female celebrity from the table earlier.

Sun Dasheng thought she had entered the wrong place and kindly reminded her, "The ladies' room is on the other side."

Little Wang gave him a knowing look and then circled around and left.

Sun Dasheng instantly understood—was this a delivery to the door?

So casual?

But why refuse a freebie?

So he took her to a stall, lifted her skirt, and got started.

Hehe... truth be told, it was rather exciting. The thrill wasn't from this being a new scenario.

Rather, it was because this moment brought to mind an enlightening film: "A Kind Sister-in-Law."

What can this be called now, "A Kind Celebrity"?

Bang bang... crackle clash...

The Toilet God of War emerges!

The brilliant scene ended, and the celebrity obediently retreated, leaving only a WeChat friend request.

She didn't say anything but somehow said it all.

Did she just want a chance?

What was her fault?

As he stepped out of the restroom, a new obstacle blocked his way at the hotel entrance.

Someone discreetly slipped a card into his jacket pocket, then walked away, swaying her hips in high heels.

Sun Dasheng took it out, seeing it was a room card, with a clear lipstick print on it.

Making sure he understood her intentions.

Interesting.

This slightly reserved celebrity was the only A-list celebrity that night.

Compared to other B or C-list stars, this was a more subtle move.

Had Principal Wang not wanted to disturb matters in the restroom and sent everyone away, perhaps tonight his own Wanda Hotel would be rumored haunted.

After all, the small restroom can't fit too many people.

"Beep!~"

Swiped the card, and the door opened!

Sun Dasheng tiptoed inside.

It was an executive suite, not quite as grand as a presidential suite but still luxurious, the top choice for traveling celebrities.

After all, even if their money was like falling leaves, they couldn't live every night in presidential suites costing tens of thousands, like the lavish Sun Dasheng.

Upon entering, the living room and bedroom were empty.

Only the soft sounds of water from the frosted glass were heard.

Ah, a shower.

Showers are good.

Sun Dasheng undressed, leisurely walked in like an imposing grandfather clock.

The bathroom door was wide open, revealing her intentions clearly.

Sun Dasheng moved so quietly; she didn't hear a thing.

Until... huh? A scream rang out.

"Don't scream! Don't turn around, it's me!"

Hearing his voice, she calmed down, slightly irked: "You scared me to death; I thought some thief had broken in."

"You're not wrong; I am a thief, just stealing something rather unusual."

"Oh, you rich people are so wicked."

"Aren't you a rich person too? I heard you make over a hundred million for a series." Sun Dasheng teased while caressing her smooth skin.

Yang Mi turned, her stunning face appearing before Sun Dasheng: "Hmph! Just lying to ignorant outsiders; do you as a big shot in the entertainment industry truly not know how much we stars actually get?"

"Oh? I'm a big shot in the entertainment world?" An unexpected title amused Sun Dasheng.

Yang Mi was even more surprised, "Aren't you? Your internet celebrity live-streaming company, film company are famous within the industry, and now as a major shareholder of Wanda, who in the entertainment circle dares deny your status?"

Hearing this, Sun Dasheng happily slid his hand forward, firmly grabbing two lush mounds, exclaiming, "Mimi, truly well-deserved, authentic merchandise!"

"Naughty!~" Yang Mi reddened, her eyes dreamy.

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