After Rebirth, the Celebrity Daughter is the Medical Expert!

Chapter 564 - 442: Wishing Them an Encounter with Someone Who Shines

Zhonghai Wanli, Yiran Hall.

Shi Wangyue put down his phone and mentioned the information he had just seen, "A few years ago, we invested in a classic anime character, positioned as a spokesperson for office workers. At that time, we were very optimistic about the market trend for this project, but now it’s somewhat lukewarm. The team of partners is discussing whether to sell it off."

"Your thoughts differ from theirs?" Ning Youguang ate a piece of freshly sliced tuna sashimi.

"Yes, I want to wait a bit longer. I think the style of their lead artist is very warm; there’s something in it that touches the heart." Shi Wangyue took a sip of white wine.

"Let me see your anime." Ning Youguang thought for a moment and said.

Shi Wangyue picked up the phone that was placed to the side and looked up the company’s invested comic.

Ning Youguang took it and, after carefully looking at it, gave the phone back to him, "Has the lead artist had any major life changes recently?"

Shi Wangyue asked, "What do you mean by life changes?"

Ning Youguang smiled, "Anything from being single to not, married to unmarried, or moving to a different city could qualify."

Shi Wangyue said, "Let me ask Assistant Jin."

Then he directly called Assistant Jin.

Half a minute later.

"The lead artist recently became a father, he had a daughter." Shi Wangyue hung up the phone.

"Why don’t you ask him if he can draw some daily life scenes with his daughter? I think with his style, it could be interesting." Ning Youguang suggested with a smile.

"Alright, I’ll have Assistant Jin contact the lead artist later and have a talk." Shi Wangyue happily agreed, but thinking about this project, he couldn’t help but sigh, "Even the most professional market planning doesn’t mean much without real market testing."

"I don’t understand your market planning." Ning Youguang chuckled, "I only know how to appreciate art. In the lead artist’s comics, I can feel that he is drawing a process of accepting life, filled with hope and regret, and also the strength to bravely move forward and self-rescue. I think that resonates with contemporary emotions. Once this feeling is simply magnified, it will evoke a lot of resonance. The character settings he drew before were a bit thin, not very routine, and lacked some softness; that’s why I suggested this idea to you."

"How do you perceive the emotions in a painting?" Shi Wangyue asked curiously, "I can feel something when looking at art, but I can’t articulate it more specifically."

"Vincent Willem van Gogh said, ’I dream of painting and then I paint my dream.’" Ning Youguang gently put down his chopsticks, "What he means by ’dream’ is mostly things in his subconscious. So, I have a habit of observing the subconscious feelings that an artist unintentionally brings out in their paintings; this is often more interesting than directly looking at or listening to someone."

"Subconscious..." Shi Wangyue nodded slowly, "So, is this your deciding factor for investing in an artist?"

His sister once told him, subconscious determines life.

"You can think of it that way." Ning Youguang said, "However, my method might not always work. After all, you said ’Even the most professional market planning without real market testing is pointless,’ not to mention my not-so-scientific planning calculations."

Shi Wangyue lightly laughed and raised his wine glass, "Then let’s gamble on luck."

"Let’s gamble on luck." Ning Youguang picked up her sparkling water and drank it.

As she lowered her gaze, the complex smile in her eyes was hidden.

Shi Wangyue’s speculation that she invests in artists based on observing their subconscious can only be considered half-correct.

The real reason for her decisions to invest in an artist’s future is her past life experiences. That’s the safest planning.

Of course, she often buys works from obscure artists without any intention of profiting from investments.

Purely wanting to support them out of spontaneity.

"If the lead artist is insistent on not listening to your advice..." Ning Youguang came back to her senses and reminded Shi Wangyue, "You can have Assistant Jin talk to him about your team’s plan and tell him there’s no need to overthink things; slowly things that cause regrets will expire. If he truly doesn’t want to leave regrets and feels unsatisfied, it’s best to take action quickly."

"Okay." Shi Wangyue smiled.

...

When the two left the private room and passed through the hall,

Ning Youguang slowly walked hand in hand with Shi Wangyue, while the chatter of other guests reached their ears.

A particularly sharp middle-aged female voice stood out, "You don’t get married or have children, when you die old, no one’s going to burn paper for you, you’ll be impoverished down there."

Yet another stubborn, old-fashioned mother urging her daughter to marry.

While Ning Youguang inwardly sighed, she curiously glanced at the speaker and coincidentally heard the young woman’s response—"Why? I have my hands and feet, I can work down there."

She couldn’t help but laugh and then looked away.

"What’s wrong?" Shi Wangyue asked curiously.

"Nothing." Ning Youguang slowly shook her head, unable to suppress the smile on her lips, "I just think many people in this world live amusingly; they love to dwell in their self-deceived worlds, pointing fingers at others’ lives. Yet they don’t realize, they haven’t actually understood anything or truly seen anything. What they think they’ve understood about the other person is purely a manifestation of self-awareness and has nothing to do with the real person. If they haven’t truly comprehended the other person, how can they interfere with their life without such shallow commentary? They don’t even have the right to comment."

"That’s why most people live so blandly." Shi Wangyue continued, "Every day they live muddled and pretentious lives."

"You’re absolutely right." Ning Youguang nodded, looking at the patch of ground beneath her feet, "I can only hope that when they finally read a truly soulful book, they feel even a little ashamed of the time they’ve wasted living so inauthentically and thus awaken."

"If they can’t understand the book." Shi Wangyue lowered his head, his smiling eyes falling on the dark and soft top of the person next to him, "then I wish them to meet a radiant and brilliant person soon."

...

Afternoon.

The orange-yellow sun gradually disappeared behind the distant horizon.

Ning Youguang’s fair fingers gently tended to the flowers and plants in the rooftop garden, while she chatted with Li Qing on her headphones—

"Oh, your leg got injured?" Li Qing’s surprised voice came through the phone, "How did you get hurt?"

"A medal for bravery." Ning Youguang snapped, cutting off a slender yellow wintersweet branch. 1314