**Chapter 2: From Today On, I Am the Capital!**

Wayne listened for a moment, then fell into deep thought. It took him more than ten minutes before his frown relaxed again.

The *Film Investment System*, as the name suggests, provides you with funds to invest in film projects. However, unlike most systems in typical novels, this system doesn't require box office hits. Instead, it offers a 300% return on your investment.

This means that as long as Wayne invests in a movie, once filming and post-production are complete, he can immediately receive a new round of funding three times his original investment. He doesn't have to wait for the movie's release or box office results.

He can co-invest, but his share cannot be less than 10%.

However, the system funds can only be used for film production, so if Wayne wants to buy a yacht or a mansion, or throw parties with Hollywood actresses and Victoria's Secret models, he'll need to use his earnings from salary or box office cuts.

At this point, Wayne immediately thought of investing in a movie where he stars and gives himself a $100 million salary, achieving financial freedom.

Unfortunately, the system doesn't allow that. Salaries and profit shares for actors, directors, and other staff can't exceed 50% more than industry standards.

This means even if Wayne reaches the level of stars like Leonardo DiCaprio or Will Smith, his salary for a single movie can't exceed $30 million, and his maximum profit share is capped at 10%.

So if he wants to achieve financial freedom sooner, he'll have to make more blockbuster films.

But even so, with the system, Wayne's biggest limitation has already been resolved.

**[Name: Wayne Anderson]**

**[Age: 20]**

**[Current Investment Funds: $10 million]**

**[System Inventory: $1 million; Primary Gene Enhancement Serum ×1]**

Wayne opened the system panel and glanced at the simple personal interface before turning his attention to the system's inventory.

To his surprise, the system had been quite thoughtful.

Besides the $10 million initial investment fund, the system also gave him $1 million in free spending money, which he could use as he wished.

But the most important item was the *Primary Gene Enhancement Serum*.

After rereading the system's description, he concentrated, and a bottle of sea-blue liquid, resembling the T-virus from the *Resident Evil* movies, appeared in his hand.

Wayne took a deep breath, opened the bottle, and downed the serum.

It felt cool at first, but as soon as it hit his stomach, it turned into a raging fire, burning through his body like molten metal.

However, perhaps because it was only "Primary," the burning sensation wasn't too intense. Instead, the feeling of his body quickly strengthening was much more vivid.

Five minutes later, the enhancement was complete. Although his body was covered in a layer of foul-smelling black sludge, Wayne couldn't help but smile in excitement.

Although he wasn't quite at *Captain America* levels yet, he was about on par with an unarmored *Batman*, having reached the peak of normal human abilities.

Of course, if he were to fight *Batman*, even unarmored, he'd still probably lose in a few moves. After all, despite having trained in boxing and some free fighting techniques, Wayne was no match for Batman's combat skills.

And considering that this was America, where gunfire was a daily occurrence, Wayne's excitement dimmed a bit.

After all, no matter how much his physical body improved, it wouldn't stop bullets. Not even Batman or Captain America could survive that.

In truth, this *Primary Gene Enhancement Serum* was most useful for improving his appearance and physique.

His features had become even more refined, his skin smoother—so smooth it was practically poreless, like an East Asian's complexion.

Even his height, which had been a mere 181 cm, now stood at 185 cm.

To put it mildly, if he had once been comparable to a young DiCaprio, now Wayne's looks had far surpassed him.

"And this is just the *Primary Gene Enhancement Serum*!"

Wayne quickly glanced at the system's extensive, but outrageously expensive marketplace, and then closed the system panel with a neutral expression.

No joke—a single *Primary Gene Enhancement Serum* cost $200 million. There was no point dreaming about other items anytime soon.

"I'll take a shower first, then think about the investment."

Wayne thought to himself, casually tearing off his sweat-soaked clothes and tossing them into the trash before heading into the bathroom.

Ten minutes later, as he was finishing his shower and preparing for a bath, Wayne got a call from Mia.

"Hello? Mia?"

"Wayne... I'm feeling down. Can you come over for a drink?"

"Of course!"

Wayne glanced at his reflection—his defined abs, narrow waist, V-cut, and even the *Captain America*-like rear—smiling confidently as he quickly agreed.

Not only had he realized that Mia was key to his investment plan, but considering the sunk costs of the past year and Mia's looks, it was worth paying her a visit.

After all, up until now, he hadn't even gotten as far as holding her hand.

Wayne, a tall and muscular man with dark hair and piercing blue eyes, arrived at Mia's dorm twenty minutes after getting dressed in fresh clothes. Compared to his average dorm, Mia's was far more luxurious. He knocked on the door, and two seconds later, Mia, dressed in a silk nightgown, threw herself into his arms, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Wayne—", she whispered, her warm breath tickling his ear.

"Mia—", he replied, pulling her closer.

Mia quickly pulled Wayne into her room. The table was covered in beers, though neither of them ended up drinking. They sat down on the couch, and Wayne couldn't help but notice the way Mia's eyes sparkled in the dim light.

"I'm glad you came," she said, her voice low and husky.

"I'm glad I did too," Wayne replied, his hand reaching for Mia's.

They sat in silence for a few moments, their hands intertwined, before Wayne leaned in and kissed her. Mia responded eagerly, her lips parting to let his tongue explore her mouth. Wayne could feel her heart racing as he deepened the kiss, his hand moving up to cup her breast.

"Wayne..." Mia moaned, arching her back as he pinched her nipple through the silk of her nightgown.

Wayne could feel himself getting hard as he continued to kiss and touch Mia, his hand sliding down to her thigh.

"Mia, I want you," he whispered, his lips brushing against her ear.

"I want you too, Wayne," she replied, her voice trembling with desire.

Wayne didn't need any more encouragement. He stood up and pulled Mia up with him, leading her to the bed. They undressed each other slowly, their hands exploring every inch of each other's bodies. Wayne couldn't help but stare at Mia's perfect curves, her perky breasts, and her shaved pussy.

"You're so beautiful, Mia," he said, his voice filled with awe.

"So are you, Wayne," she replied, her hand reaching down to stroke his hard cock.

Wayne groaned with pleasure as Mia began to stroke him, her hand sliding up and down his shaft. He leaned down and took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking and biting it gently. Mia moaned louder as he continued to pleasure her, her hips grinding against his thigh.

"Wayne, I want you inside me," she whispered, her voice filled with desire.

Wayne didn't need any more encouragement. He positioned himself at her entrance, his cock throbbing with anticipation.

"Are you ready, Mia?" he asked, his voice low and husky.

"Yes, Wayne, I'm ready," she replied, her eyes locked onto his.

Wayne pushed himself inside her slowly, savoring the feeling of her tight pussy around his cock. Mia moaned louder as he began to thrust, her hips meeting his every movement.

"Yes, Wayne, harder," she moaned, her nails digging into his back.

Wayne increased his pace, his thrusts becoming faster and harder. Mia's moans filled the room, drowning out the sound of their bodies slapping against each other.

"Yes, yes, yes," she chanted, her pussy clenching around his cock.

Wayne could feel himself getting close, his balls tightening.

"Mia, I'm going to cum," he warned, his voice trembling.

"Cum inside me, Wayne," she replied, her eyes sparkling with desire.

Wayne couldn't hold back any longer. He thrust into her one last time, his cock pulsing as he filled her pussy with his cum. Mia moaned louder, her pussy milking every last drop from his cock.

They lay there, panting and sweaty, for a few moments before Wayne pulled out and collapsed onto the bed next to her.

"That was amazing, Mia," he said, his voice filled with awe.

"It was, Wayne," she replied, her hand reaching out to stroke his cheek.

The door slammed shut, and two hours passed.

The door slammed shut, and two hours passed.

"You were a virgin?"

Wayne looked at the sheets in disbelief.

Though Mia had always seemed more reserved than most American girls, he hadn't expected this.

But from the signs on the sheets and her slightly awkward yet eager movements, it was clear she had indeed been a virgin.

"Sweetie, you don't like that?"

"No! I love it!"

The reason Mia had remained a virgin until now wasn't just because she came from a producer family and had high standards. She had also just recently turned 18, having skipped grades in high school.

Though most people didn't care about this law, Mia wasn't one to live recklessly.

Still, the main reason she had been so forward tonight was because her family was about to go bankrupt, and she was worried Wayne would break up with her.

Growing up with a mother in the film industry, Mia was fully aware of Wayne's intentions in pursuing her.

But with her family on the verge of financial collapse, she wanted to experience being with Wayne, the incredibly handsome guy she'd been admiring, while she still had the chance.

"If I had known he had such a great body, I would have made a move sooner!" Mia thought, lying lazily in Wayne's arms.

As she mentally prepared to break the news of her family's bankruptcy, Wayne's reaction completely surprised her.

"Wayne, my family's going bankrupt. My mom's investment in Hemera Films failed, and we're in debt, owing the bank over two million dollars."

"Oh, so what?" Wayne's calm response left Mia momentarily stunned.

"What do you mean, 'so what'? My mom and I are about to be broke. I won't be able to help you anymore!" Mia said bluntly.

Wayne, however, remained calm, gazing into her eyes with a soft chuckle before speaking seriously. "I admit, when I first approached you, it was partly because of your beauty, but also because your family could help me. After all, that's how things work here."

"But over time, I realized I really like you. Your looks, your body, your intelligence, and your charm—I'm hooked!"

This straightforward compliment made Mia smile, her heart swelling with a flicker of hope she hadn't expected.

"So, let me help you!"

Mia's breath hitched, as if she were living in a fairytale.

"Sweetheart, y-you want to help me? But you…"

You're just a poor kid from Oregon, she wanted to say, but couldn't bring herself to.

Wayne read her thoughts and explained, "Yes, I'm from Oregon and didn't have much, but who said I can't help? I've secured a significant amount of funding. Plus, I can 'buy' Hemera Films and take over the debt."

Mia was stunned.

She wasn't naïve. Aspiring to be a producer like her mother, she quickly grasped that Wayne's plan was plausible.

If Wayne bought Hemera Films and took on the debt, her family could still keep their house and car by selling off some assets.

They wouldn't become poor or homeless.

"But can you really do that? That's over two million dollars in debt! Even if we sell the rights to the movies in the studio's library, they're only worth about $100,000. The office building is rented, and we still have a staff of 20 to pay—salaries alone are $100,000 a month…"

Mia explained rapidly, her mood sinking as she spoke.

Currently, Hemera Films was a financial burden that no one wanted to buy. Its film library contained only small, low-budget movies with little value.

No one would take it on unless they were willing to assume the debt.

But Wayne remained unfazed.

"The loan repayment isn't due all at once, right?" Wayne asked.

"No," Mia shook her head. "It's a five-part loan, with $420,000 due each month for five months. The next payment is due in two weeks, and Mom is already looking to sell the house."

"And if a new project starts

 within these five months, will the bank freeze the loan or stop collecting payments?" Wayne continued.

"Yes. As long as the new project is worth over $5 million, the bank can offer another loan of at least $2 million. But... Wayne, this is all hypothetical. If the investment goes bad again, the studio will collapse for good, and Mom and I will still be responsible for the debt…"

She was stunned, unable to believe what she was hearing.

"Wayne, are you serious?"

She saw the determination in his eyes, unwavering and filled with confidence, and knew the answer.