Gu Xingyi felt like he must’ve been out of his mind before to actually pity Chen Feng!

He pushed open the door and the two of them entered the office. Gu Xingyi sat down in a chair and gave Chen Feng a resentful look.

“Not to roast you, Fengzi, but how the hell did a rich second generation like you get bullied by two little punks?”

Hearing that, Chen Feng’s expression turned serious. As he poured hot water for Gu Xingyi, he said,

“I was tricked. That’s on me, not about whether I have money or not! And even though I called Wang Jun a useless piece of trash, to be fair, he actually is quite capable. He’s got decent skills, and his family background isn’t bad either.”

After speaking, Chen Feng took a sip of water and let out a bitter smile.

“Lao Gu, you know how it is—when you’re trash-talking someone, all you want to do is tear them down. Honestly, he wasn’t that useless.”

Gu Xingyi nodded. What Chen Feng said made sense. If you fall somewhere, you get back up there. He supported that mindset.

“So then, what did you mean by the five million not being enough?”

Lately, Gu Xingyi had only been focused on studying how to write an anime script. He wasn’t really familiar with the actual production side of anime.

Seeing that Gu Xingyi was getting serious, Chen Feng’s face also turned solemn as he began to explain.

“Lao Gu, you don’t really know how the anime industry works—it burns money like crazy! Even an average anime costs around ten million!”

“Bringing an anime to life isn’t as simple as people imagine. In the early stages alone, you need planning, scriptwriting, art design, scene design, character design… all of which require specialized professionals…”

“Hold up…”

Gu Xingyi cut off Chen Feng’s upcoming monologue. Just hearing “ten million” made his head buzz. He knew anime was expensive, but he didn’t realize it was that expensive!

Now Chen Feng was throwing all these technical terms at him, and he had no idea what any of it meant.

Sure, he was someone who had transmigrated—but it’s not like he got one of those cheat systems transmigrators are supposed to have. He wasn’t omniscient or anything!

“Fengzi, dumb it down a little, would you? All that professional jargon—I don’t get a word of it.”

“Er… basically, we first have to pick the right script, and it has to meet both the company’s and the TV station’s requirements and standards. You know why Hua country’s animation lags behind? Because our domestic regulations are just way stricter!”

Chen Feng scratched his head and switched to a simpler explanation.

“Once the script passes review, we have to take the audience and market expectations into account to make the anime. During production, we need to finalize character designs, costumes, personalities, voices, and so on. Then we make music that matches the vibe and visual aesthetic of the anime. Only after these steps can the actual, more complicated production begin.”

“You could say, every single minute of anime production burns money—and once it’s finished, there’s still a ton of marketing costs! So yeah, don’t underestimate a ‘simple’ anime. Every frame is basically cash going up in flames.”

Hearing all that, Gu Xingyi fell into deep thought. After a moment, he finally looked up.

“Fengzi, if even a regular anime costs around ten million, what are you going to do after this?”

Chen Feng spread his hands as if helpless.

“Take it one step at a time. Besides, we’ll be cutting a lot of costs! First, we don’t need to pay for the script—since it’s completely original and fully owned by us. No revenue sharing needed! Second, heh~ when it’s time to promote the anime, I’ll be counting on you and that celebrity saozi of yours. I know just how hot you two are right now!”

“If you guys just casually cosplay as the characters from the anime, the traffic’s gonna skyrocket!”

Chen Feng chuckled slyly, and Gu Xingyi rolled his eyes. This chubby guy sure liked to think ahead.

“Alright, fine! Since you’ve already thought it through, I’ll give you the script. What you do with it is your business. But I have one condition—you absolutely cannot mess up this anime!”

He had poured a huge amount of time into writing every single word of this script, and it was a treasure from his original world. If Gu Xingyi didn’t truly trust Chen Feng, he would never have taken it out.

Chen Feng took the file folder from Gu Xingyi and opened it for a closer look. And with just that glance, he was completely sucked into the script.

The thrilling, twist-filled plotlines immediately grabbed him, and from his professional perspective, Gu Xingyi had nailed every setting, every character’s appearance, personality—even the tiniest of details were beautifully portrayed.

Even the dialogues between characters were written from a professional anime perspective. The more Chen Feng read, the bigger the smile on his face grew. With a script like this, he was confident he could succeed!

An hour later, Chen Feng suddenly stood up and looked straight at Gu Xingyi.

“Lao Gu! Don’t worry! With your script and my expertise, I swear it won’t be wasted!”

Hearing that, Gu Xingyi let out a breath of relief. He had written this script by self-studying online guides, so getting Chen Feng’s approval meant he hadn’t done it wrong.

He smiled, stood up too, and gave Chen Feng a strong pat on the shoulder.

“Alright! You said it! I believe in you!”

Handing over the Under One Person script to Chen Feng lifted a weight from Gu Xingyi’s heart. He glanced at the time and added,

“It’s almost noon. Come on, let’s grab some lunch. This time, I’m definitely going to squeeze a fat meal out of you, you filthy rich dog!”

“Eat! Eat all you want! But before we eat, you’ve got to sign this first!”

Chen Feng laughed heartily, chatting with Gu Xingyi while pulling a document out of his desk drawer and handing it over.

Gu Xingyi took it with a confused look, not sure what this guy was up to again. He glanced at the document.

What met his eyes was a bold, prominent title at the top:

Share Transfer Agreement

Gu Xingyi immediately frowned. He looked up at Chen Feng, clearly displeased.

“Fengzi, what’s the meaning of this?”

But Chen Feng was dead serious. He looked Gu Xingyi in the eye and spoke solemnly.

“Lao Gu, don’t get the wrong idea. I told you from the start, right? If you join me in this, I’ll split the company’s shares fifty-fifty with you. Now that you’ve given me the script, and you’ve reignited my hope of making this anime, it’s only natural that you get half.”

“Cut the crap! Fengzi, I gave you the script because I didn’t want to see my bro get bullied and lose his dream. If you don’t want it, give it back—I’ll just walk out with it.”

Gu Xingyi rolled his eyes and tossed the share agreement back at Chen Feng. He appreciated the gesture, but he couldn’t accept it.

“I don’t care! You’re signing it today whether you like it or not! If you won’t sign it, I’m not leaving! Just look at the company name on the paper—if you won’t accept it, then consider it a gift from me to Nainai. She’s grown so much and her uncle here hasn’t even given her a proper gift yet!”

“……”

Looking at Chen Feng now sitting on the ground, hugging his leg and howling like a ghost, Gu Xingyi couldn’t help twitching at the corner of his mouth, and even his eyebrows gave an involuntary tremble.

He’d seen people cry to borrow money—but crying to give money?

And this little bastard—when the hell did he learn a move like this?

Even if Nainai were here, she’d probably have to bow down in defeat after seeing that!