Huayu Chunqiu, starting from being adopted by a fairy mother

Chapter 374 The Book of Changes
Yang Mi was bewildered. What did eating Japanese food have to do with venting her anger? Shouldn't it be about satisfying her cravings?
She made a phone call to arrange a meeting place, pushed Liu Jing aside, and stood affectionately next to Qianqian. The two women soon burst into laughter.

The onlookers were bewildered. The three of them seemed so harmonious, so why did I feel something was off?

Oh, I see. Triangles are indeed the most stable.

When Tang Yan came out, the three beauties standing together looked even more out of place.

Quadrilaterals are quite stable, oh, if Tang Yan were replaced by Liu Shishi, it would definitely collapse.

"We're one short for the three of us. Don't you guys think we're missing Liu Shishi?" Zhao Shiyao, the leader of the gossip group, hesitated.

“Imagine Liu Shishi standing there, tsk tsk, no, something still doesn’t feel right.” Someone shook their head.

"I understand now, Liu Jing standing there is too conspicuous. Without Liu Jing, the four beauties are very harmonious."

"Indeed, they are the four beauties of the Legend of Sword and Fairy."

"Holy crap, the four beauties from Chinese Paladin have left with Liu Jing."

"Another day of envying Liu Rijing."

"Sigh! I envy him every day."

Liu Jing was not envious of himself at all. He felt like he was sitting on pins and needles the whole way, and halfway through the journey, he felt like he was walking on thin ice. He didn't feel like he had a fishbone stuck in his throat.

At that moment, he wished he were deaf and couldn't hear anything, so that you wouldn't ask him anything.

The three women were chatting, and whenever a question arose, they would always end up asking him. With three pairs of eyes looking at him, he had no idea which way to drive.

Purely academic questions are fine, but subjective questions can offend two people if you side with one, and offend three if you pretend not to hear.

Yang Mi is quite familiar with Hengdian. There are very few actors who frequently travel to different production sites and are not familiar with this place.

The Japanese restaurant she chose was quite far away, which Liu Jing secretly resented. Why was it so far?

Finally arriving at their destination, Liu Jing hadn't even had a chance to breathe a sigh of relief before he took another deep breath because he saw Shu Chang.

Three women make a drama, four women make a tragedy. If these four women come together because of one man, the tragedy is doubled.

As soon as the three of them entered, Shu Chang jumped out from the corner, "Surprise..."

Then she flew out; the upgraded Yang Mi's Bajiquan was even more powerful.

If it weren't for Xixi's quick reaction and the fact that she blocked a lot of the force, Shuchang would have been in even worse shape.

Sisi and Yang Mi exchanged a few quick moves, their lightning-fast skills having already covered two rounds.

If you weren't paying close attention, you wouldn't even notice the two of them quietly exchanging blows.

Yang Mi rubbed her wrist. She had forced herself to grow too fast, and with the same level of advancement, she was no match for Qianqian at all. The outcome was clear from the start.

"Yang Hanshu, you're taking this opportunity to get revenge, aren't you?" Shu Chang was furious and rolled up her sleeves, ready to fight.

Liu Jing was about to help Shu Chang up when he grabbed her by the neck and immediately became obedient, saying, "I was wrong, it was my recklessness."

Yang Mi pouted, "What a spineless coward! How come he's just as cowardly as me? We're even cowards in the same way."

"Okay, she didn't do it on purpose." Xixi understood what was going on. When Yang Mi threw the punch, she probably didn't know it was Shu Chang.

"For Sisi's sake, I won't stoop to your level."

Liu Jing released her restraints, and Shu Chang perked up again. She rubbed her chest, staring at Yang Mi's chest. Yang Mi was definitely doing it on purpose, worried that I would surpass her in that area.

Yang Mi snorted lightly, "You think I'm afraid of you? Without Liu Yifei's help, you'd be eating my ass right now."

"How come you're faster than us?" Sisi asked in surprise.

"If you're not enthusiastic about eating, there's something wrong with your thinking. I live close by, and Yang Mi is treating us to dinner, so I definitely have to be enthusiastic." Shu Chang figured it out. She probably couldn't beat Yang Mi, so she'd eat her way out, ordering whatever was expensive.

"If I'd known you were coming, we would have gone to the buffet today. It's 29 yuan per person; anything over 30 is a luxury," Yang Mi mocked. "You're only worth that much."

"Alright, alright, you two stop arguing here. Go to a private room to argue, so you don't embarrass yourselves. If someone with ulterior motives sees this, it'll definitely be headline news tomorrow: 'Fairy Queens Fight Over Man, Accidentally Injuring Xiaoyu.'" Tang Yan was the oldest and had a good relationship with both of them, so she was the most blunt in her speech.

"Wrong! Little Dragon Girl Guo Xiang accidentally injured the ancestor Tianshan Child Granny while fighting," Shu Chang corrected.

Yang Mi snorted, Shu Chang scoffed, and they turned their heads away, not wanting to see each other.

Sisi and Liu Jing looked at each other and reached a consensus: you will sing Shu Chang's songs, and I will sing Yang Mi's songs. Let's have a peaceful meal together.

The moment Liu Jing saw Shu Chang singing, he still had a thought: the character "爽" (shuang, meaning "satisfying") had to be completed. Without the great Tang Dynasty poet, now there are four "six old women" (a derogatory term for women).

Now I have no more expectations, I just hope this meal goes smoothly.

The private room had a nice ambiance, considering it's a Japanese restaurant where the average cost is several hundred yuan per person.

The wooden frame, double-sided fabric covering, provides better sound insulation than paper-covered frames. The fabric is decorated with Japanese patterns, allowing light to pass through while maintaining a light and elegant appearance.

The door is a sliding door, and the space inside is quite spacious. There's a small entryway at the entrance, slightly lower than the floor; this is the area for taking off shoes.

The ceiling is made of bamboo, with several washi paper lanterns and some spotlights hanging from it.

Tatami mats are naturally indispensable, with a cushion placed on them, and some calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall next to the tatami mats.

"It stinks!"

When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Since we're here, we should naturally follow the rules of a Japanese restaurant.

Shu Chang was the fastest to take off her shoes. While looking at the ukiyo-e print, she suddenly wrinkled her nose and smelled a foul odor.

Everyone smelled it, but she was the only one who blurted it out.

Yang Mi's face was flushed, a redness she had never seen before, a redness that could only be seen at certain times, and coincidentally, the other four people present had all seen it.

Her quick wit failed her, and she stammered, "I...I forgot...I forgot to change my socks when I was changing my clothes, I..."

"Wearing boots all day must be stuffy. Here are some tabi socks, put them on." Shu Chang opened the drawer and handed them to Yang Mi.

Yang Mi didn't answer, not because she was embarrassed, but because she was surprised.

After she changed her clothes and came out, Qianqian said that she was going to a Japanese restaurant and there was no time to wash her feet. She thought she would find an opportunity to wash her feet when she got to the restaurant, but she ended up slapping Shuchang and exchanging a few moves with Qianqian, and forgot about it.

When I took off my shoes to go inside, I thought it wouldn't smell that bad. But the room was fragrant, which made the smell even more pronounced.

She forced herself to explain, already prepared to be ridiculed by Shu Chang.

Shu Chang not only didn't laugh at her, but also understood and offered her a solution, which was really unexpected.

"I'm going to wash my feet." Yang Mi ran out, looking somewhat disheveled.

"Hello, hello..." Shu Chang called out twice, but couldn't get through to him at all.

She sighed and spread her hands, "This Japanese restaurant prohibits foot baths in the dining area and does not offer foot bath services. In Japanese culture, the feet are considered a relatively unclean part of the body. In a dining area, especially where food is involved, openly cleaning one's feet is extremely impolite and very rude."

"The place isn't big, but there are a lot of rules," Liu Jing muttered.

"I wanted to eat Japanese food to help Mu Tou calm down, but now I realize I've just gotten myself into trouble," Xi Xi sighed.

"Since we're here, we might as well make the best of it." Shu Chang didn't take it to heart and continued to observe the painting.

"Changchang, why didn't you take the opportunity to make fun of Mimi just now?" Tang Yan asked curiously.

"Don't your feet smell when you take off your shoes after filming all day? Everyone's the same, what's there to be sarcastic about?" Shu Chang smiled and pointed to the small table. "This place isn't professional; they're just copying without understanding. Instead of putting up Buddha statues, they should have placed some decorative landscaping or bonsai trees, which would better reflect Zen. And here, the straw baskets are not as good as bamboo baskets..."

"You know all this?" Tang Yan asked in surprise.

"After filming, I had nothing better to do, so I read all sorts of random books," Shu Chang explained.

"You're amazing. I don't even have enough time to memorize my lines," Tang Yan said with admiration.

"That's because someone is harassing you at night and not letting you have any peace." Shu Chang snorted lightly, and Tang Yan's face turned red. She glanced guiltily at Qianqian.

Sisi wasn't paying attention to any of that; she was replying to text messages.

"There are no outsiders here. What's done is done. There's nothing to be embarrassed about. You, Yang Hanshu, and Liu Shishi are together..."

Shu Chang fell silent, and Liu Jing placed his hand on her neck, gently stroking it.

Tang Yan felt even more uncomfortable. She had never played mahjong, but she often played Dou Dizhu (a card game). Today she would play against Yang Mi, tomorrow against Liu Shishi, but that was only in the first few days after she joined the crew.

She blushed as she thought of certain scenes; that dead man really knew how to make the most of everyone's talents.

"Wood, my agent said the Spring Festival Gala organizing committee contacted me and invited me to participate in the Year of the Ox Spring Festival Gala. Should I go or not?" Sisi put down her phone, completely unaware of the awkwardness that had just occurred to her.

"You're all smiles, and you're asking me if I'm going. I said no, are you going to listen?" Liu Jing said irritably.

"Hehehe..." Sisi chuckled, just showing off a little.

"Painted Skin broke box office records and became a new legend, so the Spring Festival Gala will definitely invite you. They always do this; whoever generates the most buzz each year will definitely be invited." Shu Chang seemed unsurprised, because she had discussed this topic with Qianqian a while ago.

"What about Mu Tou? He's been generating more buzz than Xi Xi this year." Tang Yan quietly rubbed her cheek.

"They invited me a long time ago, but I'm too busy this year," Liu Jing explained.

"Tch! You talk like you're never free. The year before last you were filming 'The Warlords,' last year you were filming 'Painted Skin,' and this year you're filming 'The Message.' You're never free!" Yang Mi walked in wearing slippers, just in time to hear the conversation about the Spring Festival Gala.

Sisi received an invitation, and she wasn't jealous at all; it was to be expected. She felt perfectly content as long as Shuchang didn't receive an invitation.

"Yeah! Zhou Tao even joked that I like to film during the Chinese New Year." Liu Jing sighed. Zhou Tao also added that any film shot during the Chinese New Year is bound to be a good one.

Yang Mi wanted to say something more, but Shu Chang diverted her attention. Shu Chang pointed to a painting, "Sister Tangtang, doesn't it look like a golden eagle?"

Yang Mi's face instantly darkened. "Why is Tangtang looking at me like this? Why did she have to ask me this now that I'm back?"

She had been secretly grateful just moments before, but now she felt that Shu Chang could never be a good person.

Tang Yan reacted somewhat slowly, then explained seriously, "This is a green pheasant, a protected animal. It doesn't look like a golden eagle at all."

"Oh dear, I was blind! It's a green pheasant, not a golden eagle," Shu Chang exclaimed in realization.

"You..." Tang Yan stammered, tapping her head. Only then did she realize that she had been caught up in a mess. How could she have forgotten about the Golden Eagle Goddess competition between Shu Chang and Yang Mi?
"It's not that you're blind, it's that you're completely blind. You don't even recognize your own sister," Yang Mi mocked.

Shu Chang was stunned for a moment. What biological sister? I don't even have parents, so where would I get a biological sister? I do have a god-sister, though.

"Lu Su." Qianqian said irritably, "Why are you looking at me? You started this trouble yourself."

"I only need to know Jin Ying; that person can't even touch a chicken's butt." Shu Chang suddenly realized, "They're calling me a chicken." She played Lü Su in "The Myth," a drama that had just finished filming. Lü Su is Lü Zhi's sister.

"Changchang, shut up! If you cause trouble again, go eat outside by yourself." Qianqian's face darkened, and Shuchang grumbled a couple of times before falling silent.

Worried that ordering food might cause trouble, Sisi ordered five dishes without asking anyone.

"MiMi, are you going to open a studio next year?" Qianqian asked Yang Mi after ordering.

"Yeah! If you have any good resources, don't forget to recommend them to me." Yang Mi admitted it directly, there was nothing wrong with saying it.

"Congratulations! Other people are unemployed after graduation, but you became a boss after graduation." Tangtang said enviously.

"What kind of boss? Just a small business owner," Yang Mi said modestly.

"This is a good thing; it means your career is taking another step forward. If you need money, just let me know, although I'm short of money too." Sisi wasn't jealous; she was genuinely happy for Yang Mi.

"Pfft..." Yang Mi almost spat out her drink. What kind of talk was that? But she could still feel the sincerity in Qianqian's words.

"When are you ever short of money?" Liu Jing muttered. The box office revenue from "Painted Skin" hadn't even arrived yet, and the money from "The Message" had arrived but was already gone.

The original budget for "The Message" was 60 million yuan, but China Film Group got involved, and the budget became 100 million yuan. The film would only be profitable if it grossed over 300 million yuan.

For Chunqiu, the money was already in their hands even before the movie started filming.

Thirty million was allocated to production, thirty million to marketing and distribution, and forty million to actor salaries. Liu Jing, as director, lead actor, and screenwriter, took twenty million in salary, after tax. If the box office exceeds three hundred million, he will also receive a share of the box office revenue.

He's worth the price; nobody thinks it's expensive. "Painted Skin" earned over 40 million yuan, but it grossed over 400 million yuan at the box office.

With a budget of 100 million yuan, China Film Group invested 20 million yuan for a 20% share, and Shanghai Film Group invested 10 million yuan for a 10% share. Huayi Brothers and Eagle Entertainment each invested 15 million yuan, purchasing a 10% share at a premium.

Many other investment companies were eager to enter the market, but Liu Jing rejected them all.

Nobody's stupid. Films with special themes are hard to get approved, but once you get the filming rights, it's money.

Moreover, Liu Jing's past achievements provide further reassurance.

Even if it doesn't make money, participating in the production of such a show can enhance the company's prestige.

Eagle King didn't actually pay out the 15 million; Chunqiu hadn't finished settling accounts with the other party for the land in Shanghai.

With the success of "Painted Skin" preceding it, several companies had high expectations for "The Message," aiming for a box office of 500 million yuan.

Liu Jing thought it was unlikely, so he decided to get the 20 million yuan first. "Painted Skin" was able to rake in 400 million yuan, thanks to perfect timing, location, and support. "Nine-Tailed Fox" laid the foundation, and "Feng Jing Lian" added fuel to the fire.

The fee was 20 million, but they gave him 10 million first. Before he could even warm up to it, Qianqian took it all.

Yang Mi was both amused and exasperated. "You're short of money, how can I possibly ask you for it?"

"Function, I'll lend you 20 million. Is that enough? If not, there's more. Just ask, there's no limit." Shu Chang patted his chest. Liu Jing glanced at him. It had been a while since they last met, and he seemed to be catching up with Yang Mi, but unfortunately, they weren't on the same level yet.

Of the eleven bonds, Yang Mi stands out in this respect; no one can surpass her or replace her.

"I don't want twenty million, just lend me two hundred thousand." Yang Mi raised her sake and clinked glasses with Shu Chang. They had all agreed to keep Liu Jing from drinking, so as not to spoil the sisters' fun.

when……

"No." Shu Chang's refusal was even more decisive than the sound of a wine glass.

"You, Shu Chang, you actually have 200,000? Give it back to me..." Qianqian's face hardened, and she stretched out her delicate white hand in front of Shu Chang.

"Sis, you didn't even leave me any money for sanitary napkins? Even Huang Shiren wouldn't act like this. He even left money for Yang Bailao's red ribbon." Shu Chang looked incredulous.

"Am I too stupid? I don't quite understand what you're saying," Tang Yan said, distressed.

"You're not stupid, you just have too long legs, it takes too long for them to reach your brain," Shu Chang comforted her.

"Your legs are short, but you don't seem to react much faster than her," Yang Mi mocked.

"Big boobs, no brains, you know nothing."

"Your eyesight is good this time."

Seeing that the two were about to argue again, Sisi quickly changed the subject, "I've always been short of money, it's all my mom's fault, the manor is a bottomless pit. Hongxingwu has been doing well recently, especially after Liangying sang 'Painted Skin,' which boosted the company's business. The finance department roughly calculated that we can make a profit of half a percent this year. The ringback tone business is great, it's like picking up money. If we hadn't acquired a few more companies this year, the books would look even better."

She then changed the subject, saying, "If you need 20 or 30 million, I can still make it up to you."

Yang Mi's eyes were red. She had privately mocked Hongxingwu for losing money for two consecutive years, but this year it actually made so much money.

She was happy when Liu Jing made money, because the more successful her older brother became, the higher she could soar. For Qianqian, making money was more painful than losing it.

Before Yang Mi could speak, Shu Chang exclaimed anxiously, "Qianqian, you promised to transfer tens of millions to me..."

“You said you wouldn’t move it, I didn’t say anything,” Sisi interrupted.

"My godmother said that there is money in the Hongxingwu account, and she asked me to borrow some from you first. She will make it up to you next year." Shu Chang said with a bitter face, at a loss. After all, she owed Qianqian too much money and had already sold herself into servitude, so she had no say in the matter.

"Go find whoever made that promise, just don't come to me." Sisi's attitude was firm. Ever since Hongxingwu's third-quarter financial report came out, her mother had been trying to get money out of her.

"My godmother told me to find you, and you told me to find her. Are you two playing games with me?" Shu Chang was almost in tears. Don't goddaughters and godsisters have any rights?
"Why don't you look for wood?" Tang Yan suggested.

"His pockets are emptier than his face." He looked dejected.

"What are you going to do with tens of millions? Are you going to open a studio too?" Yang Mi asked curiously.

“Zhouyi is facing a tight cash flow and is about to go bankrupt. I want to acquire Zhouyi,” Shu Chang explained.

"You have quite an appetite, aren't you afraid of overeating?" Yang Mi asked in surprise.

Shu Chang pouted, "You're already a self-employed business owner, of course I have to be better than you. I'll become a boss in one step."

Yang Mi groaned softly, feeling a pang of heartache. Her godparents were indeed the most supportive.

She glanced at Liu Jing and said, "How about we stop being brothers and I call you godfather?"

"You want to acquire Zhou Yi? Are you crazy?" Liu Jing was eating sashimi, the wasabi filling his senses, and Shu Chang's words hit him like a ton of bricks.

"Pang Bing has become a major shareholder of Tangde, why can't I acquire Zhou Yi?" Shu Chang retorted, feeling slighted. You can look down on me, you can even insult me ​​however you want, but not in front of Yang Mi.

"What year is it this year?" Liu Jing asked Qianqian solemnly.

"November 29, 2008, Saturday. What year is it? Oh, the Year of the Rat." Sisi glanced at her phone with a strange look on her face. "She filmed a 'Chinese Paladin' movie. Does she really think she's cultivating immortality?"

"Isn't he a cultivator?" Yang Mi muttered.

"I thought so many years had passed." Liu Jing sighed. Since taking over the opening ceremony, he felt that his information was outdated.

“Tangde Group is undergoing restructuring and also wants to go public. Last month, it introduced external capital, and Sister Min took the opportunity to get involved, acquiring 25% of the shares. Sister Min, together with other shareholders, acquired a significant portion of Zhao Yanzi’s brother’s shares, and Fan Xiaopang’s mother, holding 15% of the shares, became Tangde’s third-largest shareholder,” Qianqian explained.

"Wu Hongliang is willing?" Liu Jing asked in surprise.

“Wu Hongliang also ate quite a bit. I don’t know what agreement he reached with Sister Min. Now he’s the largest shareholder, holding 40% of the shares. Because of this, Zhao Yanzi and Pang Bing have been arguing a lot lately, and the two families are almost at each other’s throats,” Qianqian continued to explain.

"What's the deal with the Book of Changes?" Liu Jing wasn't very interested in Tang De, but he was quite interested in the Book of Changes.

Tangde is a new company, established just over three years ago. Its founder, Wu Hongliang, graduated from the Production Management Department of Beijing Film Academy and was formerly Lao Han's assistant, possessing extensive connections in the film and television industry.

This time, it was Shu Chang's turn to explain, "I've worked with Zhou Yi before, and this time they invited me to star in 'Peacock Feather.' When we talked, I found out they couldn't even afford my salary. Their idea was to use my salary to offset the investment, and once the film sold and the funds were recouped, I'd get a share. Of course, I wasn't willing. After further investigation, I learned that Zhou Yi was already broke. I told my godmother about it, and she was quite interested in Zhou Yi and suggested I buy it. I'm dirt poor, even poorer than you are, where would I get the money to buy it? It's more like it's buying me. My godmother told me to wait until Zhou Yi is desperate, then she'll step in, and then let Qianqian..."

“No,” Sisi interrupted.

"Good sister..." Shu Chang said coquettishly.

Not to mention Yang Mi shivering, Tang Yan rubbed her arms, feeling goosebumps all over.

Liu Jing was so startled by the shout that he lost all interest in asking any further questions.

Listening to Gao Yuanyuan act coquettishly is a blessing, but watching Shu Chang act coquettishly is deadly.

"Starting today, we're breaking up." Sisi looked disgusted and moved her cushion to the side.

"Which one should I pay?" Shu Chang asked cheekily as she leaned closer.

Snapped……

Sisi slapped Shu Chang on the back of the head, almost shoving her into a plate.

"I have a concussion. You decide what to do. I won't be discharged without tens of millions."

(End of this chapter)