Watching Chen Yan's face full of disdain,
Lu Man let out a disgruntled "hmm," sat up straight, and in a quiet yet audible voice said, "Scumbag. Makes a move and doesn't take responsibility."
Chen Yan: ???
Chen Yan had had enough of this celebrity who knew no bounds in conversation. He gestured for mercy and said, "Sister, talk is talk, but don't falsely accuse someone out of thin air."
After saying that, he coughed and added, "How much money do you need to set up this studio?"
When Lu Man heard that Chen Yan was willing to help, her eyes lit up immediately.
She looked at the ceiling, blinking her big eyes, and happily calculated, "Actually... it won't require too much."
"Just renting a place and paying the staff. Initially, it would be about one million."
Chen Yan did the math...
One million. Compared to the profits Lu Man brought him, it wasn't much.
Both sensibly and morally, he should pay this amount.
