The bank account that started with a zero balance now boasted 21.58 million.
More than half of this sum came from the bounty of her tasks on the dark web and other assorted incomes.
Another small part came from Fei Yu Livestream.
Earning twenty million in just half a year, others might wake up laughing from their dreams.
But Ye Wan only felt an immense pressure.
Time was running out for her.
One hundred million.
A year and a half.
Ye Wan dialed Su Jingqiu's number, "Aunt Qiu, I just calculated the total funds needed from shooting to post-production and then to marketing, it's about fifty million."
"You can contribute over ten million, I'll put in twenty million. When we get to the later stages, let's see if we can pull in some sponsors. If we can't, then you might have to sell the house."
On the other end of the line, Su Jingqiu inhaled sharply.
A fifty million gamble.
If they won, they could each make a small fortune.
And she wouldn't have to sell her villa.
