Mu Kongwen smiled as he approached Jiang Haitao.

"Hai Tao, I didn’t expect to bump into you here. What brings you to Tianhe?"

"Oh, I’m here to do some promotion for a new stage play," answered Jiang Haitao.

Mu Kongwen nodded, "Promoting is good. Hai Tao, you are indeed a rare talent in today’s literary and artistic circles. Remember, not only must you cherish your own feathers, you must also continue to produce good works, understand?"

"If there’s anything you need my help with, feel free to come to me at any time."

Mu Kongwen had always had high regard for this rare combination of moral character and talent in the literary circle.

Because of this, he had provided quite a bit of resources and help since the other party’s debut.

Otherwise, there wouldn’t be today’s Jiang Haitao.

As for Jiang Haitao, he had always regarded Mu Kongwen as a senior who had shown him kindness, and his respect was profound.

"Thank you, Mr. Mu. If there’s a need, I won’t hesitate to come to you," he said.

"Good."

The brief exchange between the two instantly ignited the media.

Cameras were raised all around.

Mu Kongwen didn’t want to give the media too much fodder, so he nodded and was about to leave.

But just then, his gaze suddenly swept over another figure in the crowd.

His body jolted to a halt.

As he saw clearly who the figure was, his serious expression immediately changed to one filled with smiles, and he made his way through the crowd.

He came up to a young man in his early twenties, leaned forward slightly, and greeted respectfully, "Mr. Ye, I didn’t expect to run into you here."

"Yeah, me neither. Are you here for a meeting, Elder Brother Mu?"

"Yes, yes. I’m planning to start a few projects here in Qingyun Province, and I came over in response to an official invitation to have a meeting and discuss these matters."

Mu Kongwen then looked towards the woman beside Ye Fei.

"This must be Mrs. Ye. I’ve heard so much about you! Indeed, one must see for oneself to believe. Only such a beauty could be a perfect match for Mr. Ye. Haha!"

Su Yueru politely responded, "You flatter me too much, Mr. Mu."

The three of them chatted amiably, causing surrounding onlookers to react with varying degrees of surprise and speculation.

"Who are that young couple? Even Mr. Mu is so respectful towards them. They must be quite significant."

"Who else could they be but big shots! Think about it—as the second-generation head of the Mu Family, one of the great pillars of the Daxia Nation, he’s being so courteous to them. Could their status be anything but lofty?"

"To have such stature at such a young age is truly the envy of others!"

After exchanging greetings, Mu Kongwen motioned for Jiang Haitao to come closer.

"Let me introduce you. This is Mr. Ye Fei, a benefactor of my Mu Family, and this is his wife, Miss Su Yueru."

"And this is..."

As Mu Kongwen was about to introduce Jiang Haitao, he spotted the poster in Su Yueru’s hand.

"So, it appears Mr. and Mrs. Ye are here for Haitao. Haha, then my introduction is somewhat superfluous. Mrs. Ye, do you also like Director Jiang’s stage plays?"

Su Yueru nodded, "I like them very much."

Ye Fei also looked up with a smile, "To be honest, Elder Brother Mu, my wife and I came here specifically to ask Director Jiang for his autograph."

"Really!"

Mu Kongwen feigned surprise but his eyes were already on Jiang Haitao.

The latter felt a flurry of panic.

Mr. Mu was his benefactor, and Mr. Ye was Mr. Mu’s benefactor.

Thus, by association, Mr. Ye was also his benefactor.

Realizing this, Jiang Haitao quickly bowed, "I am flattered by Mr. and Mrs. Ye’s appreciation. If it wouldn’t be too much trouble..."

Jiang Haitao looked towards the poster in Su Yueru’s hands.

She got the hint and passed it over.

Jiang Haitao immediately took up a pen and signed his name on the poster.

He then called over the main cast members of the troupe to sign it as well.

Finally, he presented the poster with both hands, along with two premiere tickets.

"Mr. and Mrs. Ye, these are two first-class box seats, please accept them. If you have the time three days from now at the premiere, we would appreciate your attendance and feedback."

Ye Fei accepted the tickets gracefully without demur.

This scene made the surrounding fans green with envy.

Especially those fans who had scoffed at Ye Fei just before, they were now left with their mouths agape, tongues lolling, deeply ashamed of their earlier words.

After all, who would have thought that someone who came to request an autograph would turn out to be a VIP even the stars themselves must look up to?

The group then parted ways.

Ye Fei, with his wife, spent the afternoon touring the convention center, savoring the long-lost world of just the two of them.

When night fell and they had eaten dinner, Ye Fei and Little Ye took a chauffeured car to Dongling City in Canglang Province.

Because Su Yueru was too busy with work, she wouldn’t be able to join the Dragon Boat Festival the next morning.

After a drive of over three hours, Ye Fei and Little Ye arrived at the Dongling Tianhao Hotel.

As soon as they got out of the car, dozens of people were waiting to greet them.

The red carpet was rolled out, with neatly arrayed greeters on both sides.

Around them stood numerous bodyguards on alert.

Zhu Guangbo and several of his closest associates bowed in greeting.

"Mr. Ye, Miss Ye, you must be tired from the journey."

Ye Fei patted Zhu Guangbo’s shoulder, "There’s no need for such pomp, Zhu Lao. Keep it casual, we’re all old friends. There’s no need for this."

"Yes, yes! You’re right, Mr. Ye."

With that, Zhu Guangbo escorted Ye Fei and his daughter to the top-floor presidential suite.

After seeing to their comfort, Zhu Guangbo prepared to leave to let them rest.

But Ye Fei raised his hand to stop him.

"Zhu Lao, you seem preoccupied. Are you facing some kind of trouble?"

Although Zhu Guangbo always had a smile for Ye Fei,

the astute Ye Fei had picked up on a trace of disquiet in his manner and thus posed the question.

"Ah? No, not at all. Maybe I’ve just been a bit tired these days. Please, don’t worry about it, Mr. Ye. Have a good rest. I’ll take my leave now." 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Seeing that Zhu Guangbo didn’t want to talk about it, Ye Fei didn’t press further.

He nodded, indicating that Zhu Guangbo could leave.