Huayu Chunqiu, starting from being adopted by a fairy mother

Chapter 261 Invitation to the Opening Ceremony (8,000 words)
The director yelling "Continue!" was purely out of spite.

This scene was indeed a one-man show for Jiang Wuyang, but with only him in the shot, it was impossible to continue filming.

The soldiers stood three meters away from Jiang Wuyang, hesitant to approach.

Jiang Wuyang drew his sword and looked around, his expression blank.

However, the director still had an idea. He felt that this scene could be used in another scene during editing.

"That's all for now, time to go home!"

Liu Jing threw away the remaining dagger, clapped his hands, and headed straight for the dressing room.

The director and the action choreographer couldn't see eye to eye; they bickered, fought, and watched each other's mishaps with amusement.

I'm acting, not performing a monkey show.

"Hey, Liu Jing, stop messing around." Li Lianjie had a headache.

Of all the films he's shot, this one is giving him a real headache.

He acted as a bridge between the director and the action choreographer, although this bridge was not very stable and often collapsed.

After finally maintaining a delicate balance, the lead actor also decided to quit.

"Liu Jing, I apologize to you." Cheng Xiaodong quickly chased after him.

“Brother Dong, I’m not angry with you, I was just joking. I’m not someone who can’t take a joke.” Liu Jing stopped and waited for the others to catch up before continuing, “Uncle has a line in the movie that’s very true: on the battlefield, there’s only one leader. Filming this movie is like fighting a war; we have to conquer cities and overcome one difficulty after another. It’s been twenty days, and we haven’t even finished filming the first scene. We’re arguing and bickering every day, not a single day of peace, and it’s all pointless arguments. If this continues, not only will we lose our motivation, but will you still have any creative ideas? Everyone’s time is precious; we’re not here to fool around. You’d be better off going home and sleeping soundly with your wives than arguing like this.”

Whether they were extras or staff members, everyone remained silent.

It does cost money for a day, but the experience is not pleasant.

“The young man is right,” Wei Zongwan agreed with a smile.

"Intermission, half an hour." Liu Jing didn't even need a megaphone; his voice still carried throughout the entire set.

The silence was broken, and everyone started whispering among themselves, creating a noisy atmosphere.

Those who praised him said that the third brother was good at handling things and had long been fed up with it.

Some complained that this director gave instructions in this way, that director gave instructions in that way, and none of them got anything done.

Some people complained that Liu Jing was just meddling, and that he only got paid for each day he filmed.

There are dissenters, this bastard...

Peter Chan, holding a megaphone, announced, "Take a one-hour break. All directors, producers, screenwriters, instructors, and actors, come over for a meeting."

Where is the meeting held?
The meeting place is wherever the director is.

Liu Jing plopped down on the ground, leaning against a wooden stake.

Li Lianjie crossed his legs and sat in meditation in the mud.

Liu Dehua propped his head up with one hand and lay down at an angle.

As an actor, I've encountered conditions far more difficult than this; lying on the ground is nothing compared to that.

With these individuals setting an example, some squatted, some sat, and some half-reclined, each with a different posture.

Only the director stood there, script in hand, becoming a beautiful sight to behold.

"I need to sit down." Wei Zongwan found a small stool from somewhere, sat down leisurely to the side, put his hands in his sleeves, and waited for the meeting to start.

"Old Huang, find someone to film this. These are just behind-the-scenes moments. Putting them online later will be better than any kind of publicity," Li Lianjie suggested.

"Haha, don't worry, Mr. Li, the machine is still running." Huang Yuetai laughed.

“Take pictures of them all, and see how ugly these people are trying to force us to resign,” Peter Chan joked.

"It was all Liu Jing's doing. We must film it well so his fans can see it," Li Lianjie said, shifting the blame.

"Uncle, you're the best at stirring things up." Liu Jing said speechlessly.

"Ahem, I apologize first for wasting everyone's time. Filming a movie like this, being forced into it like a duck on a shelf, is a first for me. I used to think of things as too simple. Only when filming actually started did I realize how difficult it was. I lacked control and basic knowledge of war scenes and action scenes..." Peter Chan didn't want the two to continue, otherwise the atmosphere they had worked so hard to create would definitely be ruined.

He analyzed himself earnestly, with a very sincere attitude.

His Mandarin is not very good, and it is difficult to understand him.

However, not everyone present is from Hong Kong or Taiwan. People from Hong Kong and Taiwan can understand Mandarin, but people from the mainland cannot understand Hong Kong dialect.

“Director Chen, this film couldn’t have been made without you. You excel at using ordinary people to reflect the grand era, uncovering their stories and shining qualities. You don’t force sentimentality in your emotional handling; you often move the audience with details. Besides, you’re familiar with international production processes and can accommodate both Eastern and Western cultures, balancing the two markets.” Li Lianjie, a peacemaker by nature, habitually chimed in.

"Director Chen is an all-rounder. He's not familiar with war scenes, but we can take it slowly. Xiao Dong is familiar with this area. The two of you can work together, complement each other's strengths, and you'll definitely be able to create a wonderful film," Andy Lau responded.

"Director, I was wrong too. I've been under a lot of pressure lately, and my temper hasn't been very good. I wasn't careful with how I spoke." Cheng Xiaodong's attitude softened considerably, and he took the initiative to admit his mistake.

“You’ve been busy preparing for the Olympic Games opening ceremony lately, and there are some things that I haven’t handled well,” Peter Chan said understandingly.

It's not right not to understand; we can't just abandon this show.

He is one of the investors, and he will also suffer losses if the film is shelved.

I used to be the boss in movies, and I always felt that everyone had to listen to me.

During the twenty days of filming, he gradually realized that war scenes and love scenes are indeed different.

The director is stubborn, and the action choreographer is inflexible; when they clash, there are no sparks, only anger.

Two years ago, Zhang Yimou, Chen Kaige, Jiang Wen, Ang Lee, and others competed for the directorship of the Olympic opening ceremony, and Zhang Yimou ultimately won the contract.

Cheng Xiaodong and Zhang Yimou have collaborated three times: "Hero", "House of Flying Daggers" and "Curse of the Golden Flower". They had a pleasant working relationship and a close friendship.

Zhang Yimou invited him to be the chief designer of the aerial acrobatics performance. As 2007 approached, the various aspects of the Olympic Games opening ceremony were progressing rapidly.

"It's my fault for not handling it well..."

Sometimes, that's how disputes are; if both sides take a step back, the matter can usually be resolved.

Everyone understands this principle, but when faced with a real situation, they all forget it. By the time they want to back down, it's probably too late.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Liu Jing exposed the flaws, which can be seen as paving the way for a better outcome.

Taking advantage of the situation, the two of them readily backed down.

The director and action choreographer were friends before, otherwise they wouldn't have collaborated.

Both of them wanted to solve the problem and had the attitude to do so, so the problem was naturally solved.

Finally, an agreement was reached: for the war scenes, Cheng Xiaodong would be in charge, with the director having the right to make suggestions and reject proposals. For other scenes, the director would be in charge, and the action choreographer would remain silent.

Liu Jing remained silent throughout, offering no opinion whatsoever.

The teacher asked him to write a 10,000-word reflection, and he felt he could write 30,000 words, dissecting the "Warriors" crew from multiple angles, aspects, and levels.

Before the first scene was even finished, he was even confident that he could write three 30,000-word reflections after filming wrapped.

"Okay, that's all for today. Let's keep going!" Peter Chan was full of confidence, and the spirit he had when the crew first started filming had returned.

"come on!"

"come on!"

The three brothers, Li Lianjie, Liu Dehua, and Liu Jing, put their hands together to encourage each other.

Seeing this, the others put their hands up, forming a circle, and shouted "Go for it!" in unison.

The extras and staff waiting in the crowd also shouted, their voices echoing throughout the area.

With just that one shout, his momentum returned, and his state of mind returned as well.

"Director, it's only been half an hour. You said an hour earlier, you must have misspoke," Liu Jing said with a smile.

“You’re right. We have half an hour left, so let’s have a good talk.” Peter Chan put his arm around Liu Jing’s shoulder, looking a little strained.

He is a little over 1.6 meters tall, while Liu Jing is 1.8 meters short, just one centimeter shorter.

If I get enough sleep and have a peaceful night, I can sometimes reach 1.8 meters tall when I wake up in the morning. Unfortunately, Xixi doesn't agree with this; she reserves all rights to interpret the height. According to her standard, height is measured before going to bed at night.

"What did you say?" Liu Jing asked, puzzled.

“You weren’t in the right state of mind during that scene you were filming just now. You were surrounded by many soldiers, fighting like cornered beasts, you couldn’t possibly be so spirited. Your expression was wrong, your movements were wrong, and your charging posture was wrong…”

Peter Chan talked on and on for a full ten minutes before finally stopping, still wanting to say more.

Liu Jing didn't utter a single word. He understood the problem as soon as the director started speaking. The director's subsequent remarks were purely out of revenge.

Without Liu Jing responding, Chen Kexin gradually lost interest in talking.

"Director, are you trying to make things difficult for me?" Liu Jing asked with a sullen expression.

"Yes," Peter Chan admitted directly, without the slightest embarrassment.

"..." Liu Jing's eyes widened. Could someone really be this shameless?
"Xiao Dong, come here for a second. The remaining ten minutes are yours. You design the choreography for him. We need to make it a full hour, so that someone won't say I'm just talking nonsense," Peter Chan called out to Cheng Xiaodong.

"Okay, I can talk for half an hour..."

"You're the action choreographer, what's the use of just talking?" Peter Chan scoffed, and seeing the action choreographer's stunned expression, he left satisfied.

"A petty person who's gotten his way." Cheng Xiaodong laughed and cursed, putting his arm around Liu Jing's shoulder. "Brother, haven't I been good to you?"

"This is bad," Liu Jing warned.

"There's something I need your help with," Cheng Xiaodong said to himself. "Do you know why we didn't use wires for this scene?"

"I don't know." Liu Jing didn't want to respond.

"For the sake of realism and the camera, we're not doing a martial arts drama, so there's no need for wire work. This really tests your skills, and thankfully, you and Boss Li are both incredibly skilled." Cheng Xiaodong patted Liu Jing on the shoulder, his eyes burning with enthusiasm. "Especially you, those moves just now completely stunned this old hand. Leaping into the air, flying kicks—it practically defied the laws of mechanics."

"Brother Dong, what do you want to say?" Liu Jing asked, puzzled. Was he going to add more drama to my story again?

"Hey bro, ever heard of the Olympics?"

"No," Liu Jing quickly shook his head.

"Your brother was the aerial stunt designer for the opening ceremony, and now you've been recruited to become a glorious designer." Cheng Xiaodong was overjoyed. He had been having some headaches lately, but while filming that scene just now, he saw Liu Jing's performance and suddenly had an idea.

"I'm not."

"You are, I say you are, so you are."

"You're not Zhang Yimou."

"Zhang Yimou is nobody..."

Cheng Xiaodong reasoned with Liu Jing, appealed to his emotions, and even invoked the greater good, which completely persuaded Liu Jing.

Liu Jing still had concerns: "Your opinion doesn't count; the organizing committee has to agree."

Cheng Xiaodong patted his chest and said, "Leave this to me. Just wait and see."

The two reached an agreement and smiled at each other.

One person thought that such a grand event as the Olympic Games opening ceremony should have a lot of entertainment elements, right?

A smug look on his face. "You little rascal, I've finally caught you."

Peter Chan, holding a megaphone, shouted at the two men, "What are you two doing? It's broad daylight!"

The two quickly moved three zhang away, one patting the shoulder and the other the arm.

"You can handle the action design yourself. I'll sit down for a bit."

"it is good."

And so, with Peter Chan looking bewildered, the action choreography for this scene came to an end.

"What are you looking at? Listen to me when it comes to war scenes. This is what we just agreed on." Cheng Xiaodong glared at him.

"All departments, get ready..." The director was too lazy to pay attention; they were all big shots, and he wasn't going to put up with it anymore.

The rest of the filming went very smoothly; Liu Jing was in good form, and everyone else was in good form too.

Liu Jing nailed the scene where Jiang Wuyang takes the enemy general's head in one take.

However, as required by the director, several more takes were filmed to gather some footage, which he intended to use in other ways.

In the final scene, Pang Qingyun was pierced by a spear, Jiang Wuyang pulled out his own spear, and Zhao Erhu tried to stop him. Finally, the brothers joined forces and severed the spear.

This scene was filmed in three takes. The first take was because Liu Jing casually asked, "Why can't we pull it out?"

Andy Lau responded, "It's inserted too deep, I can't pull it out, or I'll bleed a lot."

Liu Jing suddenly thought of Tang Yan, and his mind went blank for a moment. The director, who was fully focused, noticed this and immediately yelled "cut."

The second mistake was also due to Liu Jing; he doesn't tend to fall into the same trap repeatedly.

Liu Jing slashed at the gun barrel with a bit too much force, as the gun was technically attached to Li Lianjie's body.

Liu Dehua didn't grip the spear tightly enough, and Liu Jing knocked it to the ground. If this got out, it would definitely give them away.

"Filming wrapped up, two days of rest, then back to work."

As the director announced the end of the scene, everyone cheered, even happier than when a whole film wrapped up. Filming one scene every twenty days was physically and mentally exhausting; you were tired in every way.

Liu Jing felt it necessary to have Gao Yuanyuan give him a good time that night.

"It seems like they're after you." Li Lianjie didn't shout, but slumped to the ground and nudged Liu Jing, who was also slumped down, with his leg.

"Mr. Wu from Orange Sky is also an investor in this film. He's probably here to inspect the situation. Which investor wouldn't be anxious about shooting a scene every twenty days?" Liu Jing pretended to be confused.

He waited all afternoon but didn't receive a call from Mr. Wu. Little did he know that Mr. Wu had come straight to the film set.

With such sincerity, if we don't set a trap for him, who will we set a trap for?

Mr. Wu looked very impressive, with a cigar in his mouth, chatting with the director.

He was flanked by two beautiful women, and followed by his assistant and bodyguard team.

“Their eyes never left you; their attention was fixed on you,” Li Lianjie reminded him.

"Maybe it's because I'm too handsome," Liu Jing said with a narcissistic look.

"He is indeed very handsome," Andy Lau replied earnestly.

Liu Jing sighed. This is so boring. How am I supposed to continue?

A good straight man (the main comedian) always needs a good supporting comedian (the one who plays the straight man).

If Jackie Chan or Fatty Wong were here, they definitely wouldn't give that answer.

Zhang Min said that Andy Lau is good at interpersonal relationships and is very shrewd, but isn't he just straightforward like me?

The three were discussing the upcoming filming when Mr. Wu greeted the director and walked towards them.

"Second brother, third brother, eldest brother is leaving." Li Lianjie sprang up from the ground, not wanting to face the other party.

"Big brother, I'll look for you later."

Liu Dehua didn't leave. He patted his bottom, got up, wiped his hands on his clothes, and greeted Mr. Wu with a warm handshake.

The two exchanged pleasantries with great enthusiasm, as if they were old friends.

Liu Jing didn't have time to mutter about how clever Liu Tianwang was; he was surrounded by two beautiful women and had no interest in looking at any men.

One is Chen Hao, a charming and popular actress, and an old friend of Xixi. They once filmed "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils" together.

Liu Jing had dealt with her several times, all because of Qianqian.

One is photographer Jiang Yiyan, Xixi's old classmate and classmate for four years.

Liu Jing's interactions with her were also due to Xixi.

"You know each other too?" Chen Hao asked, somewhat surprised.

“We’ve known each other for five or six years. When he was in middle school, we often drank together.” Jiang Yiyan smiled, her face showing the excitement of reuniting with an old friend, and the joy of seeing him again.

"Heh, he was still a minor back then. You're really wicked, capable of anything," Chen Hao mocked.

“Yes! He was just a child back then. When he came to my place, we got along very well.” Jiang Yiyan seemed not to have heard her, gesturing with her hand above her chest.

Liu Jing has grown taller now and doesn't care anymore about people saying he was short back then.

But I really mind saying I'm close to him. You're not Zhou Yang, so what if you're in the same class as Qianqian?

He doesn't mind people creating hype around him, whether it's scandals or news. The only condition is that they're his own people; Liu Shishi, Yang Mi, and Fan Xiaopang are all welcome to be involved.

He doesn't care whether the relationship is so good that they're inseparable, or that the relationship is so bad that they fight every time they meet, or that he's a scumbag who starts a relationship and then abandons the other.

“You weren’t this big back then.” Liu Jing followed the direction she was gesturing, and several faint finger marks stood out starkly on the bulging, tight-fitting sweater.

"Hehe, Liu Jing has grown up. He knows how to look at girls now. Five years ago when we were eating, he wouldn't even glance at his older sister. He was so aloof back then." Jiang Yiyan didn't feel offended at all; instead, she laughed heartily.

"Maybe they just don't like you," Chen Hao chuckled.

"Haha, Liu Jing, hello. I'm Wu Kebo from Orange Sky. I didn't expect you two to know each other. What are you chatting about? You seem to be having a great time." Mr. Wu seized the opportunity to join the conversation.

"Let's talk about Mr. Wu. He has a keen eye and is very wealthy. He invested in the movie 'The Warlords.' That's what gave us the opportunity to get together," Liu Jing said casually.

He didn't believe that Boss Wu didn't know they knew each other, otherwise he wouldn't have brought these two along.

Orange Sky Entertainment has many female celebrities under its umbrella. In addition to Wang Jinghua's old subordinates such as Zuo Xiaoqing, Zhou Yun, Yang Xue, Liu Zi, and Wang Yan, it has also signed many female celebrities in the past two years, such as Song Jia, Li Nian, Yin Yitong, etc.

Mr. Wu didn't bring any of these female celebrities with him because he wasn't familiar with Liu Jing and had never dealt with him before.

Of course, there's another possibility: Mr. Wu simply can't manage it.

Boss Wu specially brought Chen Hao and Jiang Yiyan along for a friendly get-together, so that they could talk business later.

"Mr. Wu, you two chat, I have other things to attend to." Liu Dehua knew it was time for him to leave.

"Brother Hua, let's collaborate sometime. Orange Sky has several filming projects planned. At least five this year." Boss Wu extended an invitation, holding up his palm to represent five.

"Okay." Liu Dehua glanced at Liu Jing, nodded, and said goodbye to his third brother.

"Liu Jing, are you free tonight? Let's have dinner together." Boss Wu winked at Jiang Yiyan, who quickly invited Liu Jing.

"Mr. Wu, I have something to do tonight. You mean the shell company deal? Someone at the company told me about it. It's really unfortunate, you're a step too late. Last year, Mr. Wang from Huayi already took action. As you know, it's extremely difficult for entertainment companies to list in mainland China. Without government policy support, it's a step-by-step process, and it can take several years to get it done. Huayi also wants to list, and there's a shortcut right in front of them, so they're tempted too." Liu Jing sighed and offered sincere advice, "Mr. Wu, I have a good relationship with Sister Chen Hao; we're on the same side. Listing in Hong Kong isn't difficult. The review standards there are lenient, the listing process is faster, and the company doesn't need to undergo shareholding reform. With Orange Sky's strong capital and Mr. Wu's forward-looking vision, listing should only take one or two years."

“You’re right, it’s still easy for Orange Sky to go public. Now there’s an even faster way, and we want to go public as soon as possible. Time is money, spending some money to buy some time is a worthwhile deal. Meiya is just an empty shell, it’s useless in your hands, it doesn’t matter who you sell it to, you might as well sell it to our own people. Huayi is ambitious, they have ill intentions towards your Chunqiu. Brother, listen to my advice, selling the shell to them is aiding the enemy.” Boss Wu was even more sincere than Liu Jing.

“Mr. Wu, you’re mistaken about something. Meiya isn’t an empty shell; it’s still operating normally. Its assets and distribution channels are still there, so of course they’re useful to us,” Liu Jing corrected.

“Meiya and Jiahe have a lot of overlapping business, why don’t you free up one of them?” Mr. Wu wanted to roll his eyes.

Meiya has been nearly hollowed out; its distribution channels are now just an empty shell, and its assets consist of a few rented offices. The offices are filled with desks and chairs, and all the office supplies are there, but how much are they really worth?

A few months ago, the company was worth several hundred million, but now it is suspended from trading.

Its market value before trading was suspended was only a little over 400 million.

“Mr. Wu, you don’t understand. Because the business overlaps, we can’t sell it. That would be creating a competitor. If it weren’t for the price offered by Huayi, which was so hard to refuse, the company wouldn’t have considered selling Meiya,” Liu Jing said seriously.

"Brother, we hit it off right away. Help me figure out a way. If you can get this done, I'll definitely treat you well." After playing the emotional card, Boss Wu started playing the interest card.

"Sigh! Mr. Wu, you've seen the company's attitude too. They're pushing the problem onto me, but they've already made a decision. If I could make the decision, I would definitely sell it to Orange Sky for Sister Chen Hao's sake," Liu Jing sighed.

Boss Wu wasn't moved, but Chen Hao was. His big, watery eyes stared at Liu Jing. "When did I become so influential?"
"Brother, tell me, how much is Huayi offering?" Boss Wu asked.

"Brother, you're putting me in a difficult position. It's a company secret, I wouldn't dare to just blurt it out," Liu Jing said with a wry smile.

"It's alright, we're all on the same side, this isn't exactly a secret." Boss Wu gave a forced smile, what a cunning little fox, he rambled on for so long, not a single word of it was useful.

If listing on the Hong Kong Stock Exchange were so easy, why would OrangeSky have gone to so much trouble?

But he also has to push Orange Sky to go public as soon as possible, so that it can be hyped up and raised funds. Otherwise, his backers will have objections, and his story will soon be untenable.

Being a white glove is not easy, and getting something for nothing is even harder.

Wang Jinghua is not one to stay quiet; since joining Orange Sky, she has been embroiled in constant conflicts.

Going public can divert internal conflicts, solve funding problems, and eliminate external risks.

"Liu Jing, just tell me, and I promise I won't tell anyone else," Chen Hao said, his eyes sparkling, in a tone that sounded like he was coaxing a child.

"Sister Hao, please don't make things difficult for Liu Jing. He's always been a good boy. One look from Qianqian and he's too scared to say a word," Jiang Yiyan said with a smile.

Hearing "good sister" made Chen Hao frown and look like he wanted to vomit.

Liu Jing wanted to storm off, but they were really treating him like a child.

He hesitated for a moment, "Mr. Wu, I heard Sister Li and Sister Min talk about this. I heard it's partly cash, plus some resources in the industry, but I'm not really sure. Anyway, it's already been agreed upon. If Sister Li hadn't been busy with Kangmei's business, the contract might already be signed."

"Huayi may seem impressive, but they're all bark and no bite. They practically sold everything they owned just to raise the money for 'Assembly.' I'm contributing the resources for five films, plus a 5% stake in Mei Ah Entertainment." Mr. Wu held up five fingers, looking pained.

Liu Jing's expression was strange. This guy wasn't going to spend a single penny; you can't just get something for nothing like this.

What resources for five dramas? That's all empty talk.

There's also Meiya Shares, with a future 5% stake, and they want to buy a majority stake in Meiya now.

Even if Amazon is worthless, it's impossible for it to be sold off cheaply.

If Orange Sky truly has the capability, it can inject its assets into Mei Ya. The channels that Golden Harvest has emptied can be quickly rebuilt, since it's merely restoring existing channels, not creating new ones.

Some of Mei Ya's businesses were considered unprofitable by Golden Harvest, so they basically remained with Mei Ya.

This shell is indeed not empty; it may not sell for four or five hundred million, but selling it for one hundred million is still not a problem.

Mr. Wu, brimming with confidence and speaking with great enthusiasm, declared, "Brother, you know the strength of Orange Sky. Huayi is nothing. Orange Sky has money, power, people, and channels. Financially, we have the support of Avex Japan, Ms. Chen Xiaowei's connections with international capital, and Mr. Chen Guoqiang's expertise in the capital market. In terms of talent, we have Jiang Zhiqiang's strong support in film and television resources, Sister Hua's formidable star team, and music copyrights and top Japanese and Korean artists provided by Avex. What does Huayi have? They have two brothers; we have me and Sister Hua." They have John Woo, they have Chen Kuo-fu, they have Jiang Zhiqiang. They're selling everything they own, we're conquering new territories. They barely manage two films a year, we can easily make five. They're called Huayi Brothers, we're going to build the future Warner Bros. of China. Can they compare? We're brothers, and I'm not afraid to tell you. Fan Bingbing's contract with Huayi is expiring soon, and Zhou Xun isn't doing well at Huayi, so these two will soon be coming to our Orange Sky. With Sister Hua here, the "Four Dan and Two Bing" (referring to top actresses and actresses) are nothing; in the future, everyone at Orange Sky will be one of the "Four Dan and Two Bing."

Chen Hao chuckled and turned his face away.

Jiang Yiyan's eyes lit up as she stared at Boss Wu, as if she were witnessing a miracle.

Liu Jing had finally seen what bluffing and boasting were, and what it meant to exaggerate one thing to the point of exaggeration.

John Woo only collaborated with Orange Sky on "Red Cliff," while Bill Kong collaborated with many companies, and then Mr. Woo referred to them as Orange Sky.

Avex invested in Orange Sky, and its music copyrights, as well as Avex's artists such as Ayumi Hamasaki, also became part of Orange Sky.

As for Xiao Fan and Zhou Xun, that's utter nonsense.

Boss Wu extended an olive branch to Xiao Fan, and Xiao Fan, not wanting to offend anyone, did not directly refuse, which was taken as tacit agreement by Boss Wu.

Zhou Xun was just waiting for Xiao Fan to leave Huayi, so that Huayi's top female star would have one less formidable competitor. As for Bingbing, Zhou Xun didn't take her seriously; she was just a figurehead who had been artificially promoted.

"Orange Sky, the future is promising," Liu Jing remarked.

"Brother, once Mei Ya is in our hands, its market value will soon be several billion. Five percent of the shares is two or three hundred million Hong Kong dollars. In a few years, it will be worth a billion Hong Kong dollars without a doubt." Boss Wu said proudly, with an air of superiority.

Liu Jing chuckled. Golden Harvest's market value is in the billions, not because it's so great at making movies.

The fact that cinemas are being launched in mainland China, and that the company is expanding into the Japanese, South Korean, and Southeast Asian markets, holding shares in several Japanese and South Korean companies, is the fundamental reason for its strong stock performance.

Golden Harvest Cinemas has expanded rapidly in mainland China, adopting a light-asset, franchise model, focusing on quantity. A large number of its small cinemas are franchised, primarily located in second- and third-tier cities.

Spring and Autumn Cinemas has developed slowly because it follows an asset-heavy model and a boutique approach.

“Brother, you’ve said so much, but I’m not in charge. You know, young people are unreliable. They won’t leave such an important matter to me to make decisions,” Liu Jing said bitterly.

Boss Wu choked for a moment, realizing that made sense; it seemed this kid really wasn't up to the task. What was wrong with Wang Jinghua? She said that if she could get Liu Jing on board, the matter would be practically settled. She was really giving this immature kid too much credit, treating him like such a big shot.

"Brother, why don't you go find Boss Wang and get him on your side? That'll solve the problem," Liu Jing suggested.

"Brother, as you know, we don't get along with Huayi." Boss Wu gave an awkward laugh, having already lost all interest in doing business with Liu Jing.

“What’s the big deal? There are no permanent enemies in business. You’re an old hand at this, surely you know this. Sister Hua has a lot of connections in the Chinese entertainment industry, why don’t you ask her to inquire? She’ll definitely know more than I do,” Liu Jing suggested again.

"Brother, you're right. Let's have a couple of drinks sometime." Mr. Wu said goodbye.

He felt that he had wasted his time talking to Liu Jing for a long time, and that he only gained something from the last two sentences.

Since those women at Jiahe are short-sighted and unwilling to sell Mei Ya to him, he might as well go to Huayi.

Several beautiful women and handsome men were brought over; given the two brothers' character, they could discuss anything.

Jiang Yiyan waved and followed without hesitation, while Chen Hao hesitated for a moment, glanced at Liu Jing a few times, as if he had something to say.

The life of Orange Sky's top female streamer is not easy, but that's someone else's business, and Liu Jing doesn't want to get involved at all.

I haven't even sorted out my own affairs yet, how can I have time to care about Orange Sky's problems?

"It's still not as efficient as Mr. Wang's way of handling things. I have to ask the director for two days off, and then I have to see Mr. Wang again in a couple of days. I don't know who to arrange this time," Liu Jing muttered.

Mr. Wang didn't manage to discuss anything concrete that night, but the other party didn't hesitate to keep Da Bing there.

"404? This is a room, okay?"

After Mr. Wu walked away, Liu Jing took out a slip of paper, which was what he had gotten after shaking hands with the two female celebrities.

go? Still not going?

This is not a problem at all.

Liu Jing crumpled the paper into a ball, flicked it with his finger, and it flew off to who knows where.

I have Gao Yuanyuan, who is even more popular than a heartthrob.

"Liu Jing, let's have a drink tonight, it's on you," the martial arts instructor called out from afar.

"No money."

"You little brat, this is Yandu, you're the host, if you don't invite them, who will?"

“I’m from Jiangcheng, Mr. Li is the real landlord.”

"That bastard Mr. Li also said he had no money."

"You're really in a bad situation."

……

(End of this chapter)