Becoming a Billionaire after Divorce-Chapter 627 - 222: Wang Churan: My Cat Can Do Backflips

Chapter 627: Chapter 222: Wang Churan: My Cat Can Do Backflips

Oh dear.

He quickly recognized the scent of the perfume.

Isn’t it Dior’s newly launched man-killer? No wonder it smells so familiar; Yun Yuqing from the trio uses this one.

How could he not be familiar?

Looking at the vivid lipstick shade on her lips, Sun Dasheng tagged her as a scheming woman.

He always stays respectfully away from girls like this.

However, the next thing she said made him retract that label.

"President Sun, you’re not mistaken, I really am trying to seduce you."

"Unfortunately, you’re not falling for it. Is it because I am not charming enough? Or you just don’t like my type?"

Watching her sit back down with a hint of disappointment.

Sun Dasheng was a bit surprised by her sudden honesty.

This is not at all like the scheming girl he had in mind.

Interesting, really interesting.

Just like how you can’t find identical leaves in the world, naturally, people are also diverse; how can a single label define them?

"Interesting, aren’t you afraid I’ll kick you out for saying this?" Sun Dasheng looked at her with interest.

She, however, ignored him and instead grabbed a pack of cigarettes from the storage box in the middle of the car, took one out, and asked, "Got a light?"

"You smoke?" Sun Dasheng’s interest in her suddenly waned: "I don’t like girls who smoke."

"Do you still want the light?" Sun Dasheng asked again.

Wang Churan didn’t argue, took the lighter Sun Dasheng handed over, lit it, took a puff, and then started coughing uncontrollably.

Sun Dasheng frowned and took the cigarette from her mouth, "If you can’t smoke, don’t learn to; it’s not a good habit."

A cigarette shouldn’t be wasted either.

Sun Dasheng took a deep puff, opened the car window, and blew the smoke outside.

At this moment, he heard Wang Churan’s melancholic voice: "My early life was always smooth sailing, especially with the opposite sex, it’s always been simple mode. I just had to curl my finger, and they’d come running, didn’t expect to hit a wall with you, was feeling a bit upset just now, so I wanted to smoke to relieve the mood."

Then her sorrowful eyes looked over: "When you guys need to vent, don’t you like to have a smoke? Why can’t us girls do the same?"

Ha...

This question left him a bit speechless.

To seriously answer the question, the answer would of course be: yes.

Just smoking to let off some steam, not having developed an addiction, it’s no big deal.

Like him, he only smoked a cigarette to relieve stress or after an incident, normally one pack lasts him a month. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

This actually is fine, the impact on health is minimal.

Discussing toxicity without considering dosage is nonsensical, as long as it’s controllable, it’s generally fine, of course, certain uncontrollable poisons are not within the scope of discussion, such things Sun Dasheng keeps at a respectful distance.

"Sure, of course, sure, want another?" Sun Dasheng said, handing over the cigarette.

Wang Churan pretended to be disgusted: "Are you trying to make me eat your saliva?"

But she moved quickly, took it, and puffed a bit, with prior experience, she didn’t choke this time.

Still, she frowned and said, "The taste of this cigarette is not great either, why do so many people like it?"

Sun Dasheng smiled and remained silent, instead directly saying: "So, why are you looking for me?"

Faced with his straightforward question, Wang Churan paused for a moment, suppressed her cough, extinguished the cigarette and said: "Since you asked, I won’t hide, I want to ask President Sun to open the back door."

"So direct?" Sun Dasheng looked at her in surprise.

Wang Churan smiled wryly: "If I don’t get straight to the point, President Sun will impatiently kick me out the car."

"You can tell?"

"Of course, as an actress, maybe my acting skills aren’t up to scratch, but I can still read people well." Wang Churan joked self-deprecatingly.

Speaking of acting skills, Sun Dasheng suddenly became interested.

"You young generation all have formal training, why are your acting skills declining?"

"You really want to know?" Wang Churan asked.

"Of course."

"Are you really here to chat idly with me?" Wang Churan looked around the car.

Sun Dasheng immediately understood what she meant and smiled, starting the car: "Alright, this indeed isn’t a place for chatting, let me buy you a coffee."

"Sure!" Wang Churan amiably agreed.

Her face turning toward the car window revealed an unintended smile of a plot coming to fruition.

Shanghai City’s resident woman.

Ordered two cups of coffee and a few pastries.

The two chatted at the window-side seats.

Naturally, the topic wasn’t about acting skills, that was just a pretext, the conversation immediately shifted elsewhere.

Mainly regarding company film and TV drama investments.

The aim was nothing but what she previously mentioned, wanting to go through the back door and hitch onto the bandwagon.

"You can’t blame us young generation for poor acting skills, many good scripts don’t even come our way, where is the stage for us to hone our acting?"

"Scripts the company hands me are either period piece silly romantic comedies or urban Mary Sues, you tell me, such stereotype roles, where’s the room to display talent?"

"President Sun, don’t you agree?"

"Oh, maybe, I don’t really understand." Sun Dasheng didn’t respond to her words and continued drinking his coffee.

Wang Churan felt a bit annoyed but knew she couldn’t rush.

This needs to be taken slowly, hopefully forming a friendship, otherwise why would he give you good resources?

She knows very well the unwritten rules in the industry.

It’s not that she hadn’t thought about it.