Huayu Chunqiu, starting from being adopted by a fairy mother

Chapter 387 The Lord of Sisi Island

Liu Jing was watching the replay, ignoring the insults exchanged among the group.

The filming went very well; Lao Han perfectly captured the character's sinister, disheveled, and pathetic nature.

He clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention, "Congratulations to Wang Tianxiang for logging off, I hereby announce..."

Before he could finish speaking, the entire audience erupted in thunderous cheers.

Zhou Xun, especially, who was in a wheelchair, shouted and clapped until his hands were red.

For Li Ningyu, the most despicable person in the entire movie is Takeda.

For Gu Xiaomeng, it was definitely Wang Tianxiang.

When filming first started, Zhou Xun had several erotic dreams. The main characters in her dreams were often Wang Zhiwen, sometimes Liu Jing, and occasionally Chen Kun. Her boyfriend was never involved.

In the days leading up to the wrap-up of filming, she had nightmares every night, all featuring Wang Tianxiang. He manipulated her in every way imaginable, completely destroying her.

"Filming wrapped!" Liu Jing finally had a chance to shout after the cheers subsided.

Then... it boiled again.

"Oh oh oh……"

Paper scraps, props, and flowers flew everywhere.

Some people were extremely excited, finally it was over, and they could leave this hellish place.

Some people were moved to tears, saying that these past twenty-odd days had been unbearable, filled with constant anxiety.

Some people feel a sense of loss; it was a beautiful memory.

Liu Jing also sighed and lamented that of the three films he had made, the one he enjoyed the most was "The Yin-Yang Sacred Fire Order".

The oppressive and indignant atmosphere of "Under the City Wall," the horror and cruelty of "The Message"—the actors had these emotions, and so did he. It's just that as a director, he had to pretend.

"Wood, come back to the house with me..." Before Liu Jing could change his clothes, Xixi pulled him away.

"What's wrong?" Liu Jing asked, completely bewildered.

"I've disliked your beard for a long time..."

"Holy crap, is this even in your sight?"

"It's getting in my way. Why does he have a beard at such a young age? He looks like a pervert," Sisi complained.

She joined the crew yesterday, and seeing Liu Jing's unkempt beard almost triggered her OCD. She suppressed the urge to shave countless times last night.

Filming wrapped, the beard was no longer needed, and she couldn't hold back any longer. She felt that watching for even a second longer was torture, immense torture.

She was just chatting with Zeng Li, saying that Liu Jing always wanted her to suffer, which actually referred to Hu Zi.

Zeng Li didn't understand the crux of the problem and thought it was a joke.

Liu Jing sighed. Sure enough, everyone has a different perspective. Zhang Min and Zeng Li both thought he looked sexier with a beard, but they never expected that Qianqian would think he looked like a pervert.

"Boss, the wrap party is tonight..." Shen Ao shouted from behind.

“We’re not leaving,” Sisi replied from afar, reserving a spot for us.

Everyone watched the young couple leave in a hurry, a mysterious smile on their faces. It's good to be young; if you have some time, don't waste it.

A chance encounter in the golden autumn breeze and dewy moonlight—how long will it take?

Sisi was unaware that her actions had been misinterpreted by a group of old scoundrels.

Her period came, and last night she really wanted to eat Liu Jing, so much so that she couldn't wait to do it. In the end, she had no choice but to eat him.

Of course I have to attend the wrap party tonight, that way I'll have a reason not to go to Zhang Min's place.

She's leaving Shanghai tomorrow; the Spring Festival Gala rehearsals are waiting for her. It's perfectly reasonable for her to take a trip there during the day.

She could go to Zhang Min's place by herself, and Liu Jing could go alone, but she always felt awkward about the two of them going together, especially if they stayed overnight.

Liu Jing was unaware of Sisi's little scheme, and even if he did, he wouldn't care. If she didn't want to go, she didn't want to go; he hadn't planned to take Sisi that evening anyway.

"Change your clothes first. I bought you a few new outfits, specially brought from Yandu. Wear them during the New Year..." Qianqian closed the door and began rummaging through the drawers.

"Am I not going back to Yandu for the New Year?" Liu Jing asked, puzzled. "Why don't you just bring me a set of clothes?"

“…” Sisi paused for a few seconds, then continued to thrash around.

"No wonder you're carrying three suitcases, aren't you afraid of all that hassle?" Liu Jing shook his head, not understanding at all. Just like Sister Li, every time Qianqian went out it was like moving house.

He travels very simply, carrying only a small bag, and sometimes he doesn't even need to bring a suitcase.

"Two boxes are for your clothes, I only have one." Sisi took out a new set of clothes and threw it on the bed.

"Um, it seems like this company also has a store in Shanghai, right? You're not supplying the airline with..."

Sisi paused again, then became angry and embarrassed. "Why are you making such a fuss? Hurry up and take a shower. All these old clothes need to be thrown away, and we need to get new ones."

Liu Jing shrugged, understanding. When this girl was buying clothes, she was single-minded, only thinking about buying, buying, buying. When packing her suitcase, she was focused solely on packing, not thinking about anything else.

"Use new shower gel, face wash, shampoo, and conditioner. This place is like the underworld; you're practically pickled in it. Also, be careful when you shower; you have a wound on your ear. Don't wash your hair yet; I'll wash it for you later." Before Liu Jing had even taken off his clothes, Qianqian took out an unopened set of toiletries from another suitcase.

Liu Jing really wanted to say something: This is the last time I'll take a bath here. Tomorrow you're going back to Yandu, and I'll stay somewhere else. There's no need to demolish a new one.

But after looking at the items in the suitcase, he couldn't help but exclaim, "This is a razor! What is this thing? It looks like a hair clipper!"

“Yes, I bought it specially. You have to shave your hair too, so it can grow back. Your ear is injured, so it looks like you can’t shave it.” Sisi continued to rummage around.

"Sis, I just finished filming, not just got released." Liu Jing broke down; she was clearly disgusted.

"It's all the same, even worse than a prison. The structure is like a matchbox, dark and damp, with all sorts of messy things. I didn't sleep well last night, it just felt unclean." Sisi looked disgusted.

"I really didn't sleep well. I don't know who it was, but they took the blankets away several times during the night. I tried to wake them up early this morning, but I couldn't get them to wake up even if I pinched their noses." Liu Jing couldn't help but say, "You slept better than anyone else, you were practically drooling."

When I woke up this morning, someone was curled up next to me with a kitten, and his arm was so numb from being used as a pillow.

"That was in the middle of the night. I didn't sleep well in the first half of the night," Qianqian explained, then directly started tearing off her clothes. "What kind of lousy costume is this? It smells rotten. Oh my god, your underwear is even ripped, and you don't even know to change into new ones. Bai Bing too, what is she doing? I've never seen you like this when you were filming before."

Before Liu Jing could respond, she sneered twice, "I understand. Zhang Min is in 'The Sacred Flame of Yin and Yang,' Gao Yuanyuan is in 'Under the City Wall,' I'm in 'Painted Skin,' and Liu Shishi and Yang Mi are in 'Chinese Paladin 3.' They can take good care of you. You can't even take care of yourself in this film without your lover. Young Master, are you planning to bring your lover with you to every film you make in the future?"

"It's snowing." Liu Jing felt wronged; he really hadn't thought so. But he also understood that Qianqian was trying to make amends because he had embarrassed her.

When Zhao Xiaodao was around, he would also help him wash clothes, tidy up the room, and clean.

After Zhao Xiaodao left, Da Qingyi was too busy enjoying the thrill to care about his personal hygiene. As for Liu Jing's room, Zeng Li hadn't set foot there since the second night at Qiu Manor.

"Is it snowing? Wow..." Sisi's face lit up with joy, and she quickly went to draw the curtains.

"Oh my god, do you want to be secretly photographed?" Liu Jing exclaimed in shock and quickly ran to take a shower.

"Liar, you big liar, it didn't snow at all." Sisi pulled back the curtains and then quickly closed them again.

The setting sun was shining brightly outside, and there were no snowflakes falling at all.

"At this time last year, the snow blocked the door." Liu Jing sighed, "Time flies, another year has passed."

Around this time last year, he, Sisi, and Fat Bing were filming "Painted Skin" in Hengdian, and the snow was really heavy.

"Pshaw! You're trying to say you're more wronged than Dou E, aren't you?"

"bingo."

"Dou E was wronged until it snowed in June, and you were wronged until it snowed in December, but you weren't wronged much either."

"Men and women are different."

"Forget it..." The two of them, one packing their luggage and the other taking a shower, were chatting through a glass wall.

Liu Jing took a quick shower and came out wrapped in a new bath towel in no time.

The bath towels were also brought by Xixi from Yandu; the three suitcases were practically a treasure chest.

The bed sheets and duvet cover were provided with the bed; they were just changed last night.

Sisi is like this, and so is Jingtian. Whenever they travel and stay in a hotel, they always bring their own bedding and absolutely refuse to use the hotel's provided linens.

Jing Tian is even more of a germaphobe than Xi Xi; she doesn't even use the hotel's disposable slippers and brings her own.

"Why did you wash so quickly? Did you not wash properly?" Sisi asked suspiciously.

"Ten minutes is quite a long time; this isn't like a pig shedding its skin," Liu Jing muttered.

"Lie down first, I'll apply shaving cream," Sisi urged. There was a wrap party tonight, and if they stayed in the room too long, who knows what gossip would spread outside.

As soon as Liu Jinggang lay down, she sat directly on his chest and started working with a serious expression.

"How are the preparations for the Spring Festival Gala going?" Liu Jing didn't dare to say more; this was sitting on his chest, and if he said anything more, the other person would dare to ride on his neck.

"We've rehearsed so many times. Teacher Song sings so well. If only she were from Hongxingwu, we'd have another trump card." Qianqian said regretfully.

"You're dreaming. One Angela Chang is enough to make you an ace." Liu Jing clicked his tongue. This girl really dared to think like that. He had never had such thoughts before.

"Just tell me, why are you taking it so seriously?" Sisi applied shaving cream, her expression full of excitement, as if she was having a great time.

"Sigh! Next year, when 'The Message' is released, I guess the fans will say I'm exploiting you again." Liu Jing had a headache. Fans really are a double-edged sword, too unpredictable.

He doesn't quite understand, and finds it hard to understand, the behavior of some fans.

A few months ago, he witnessed the power of fans and began to pay attention to this group.

"So what if I spend money? If you don't spend money on me, who will? Besides, I often spend money on you too. I'm not angry, I don't mind, let them object." Sisi didn't care, since the paycheck was all in her pocket anyway, she could spend it as she pleased.

"Oh, right! I forgot to tell you something. Huayang is raising funds and expanding its share capital, and Sister Min offered me 5% of the shares. I really don't want them, but she insisted. I'm short of money, I need cash, not shares. She might as well give me a few hundred million in cash; I'm planning to build a seaside estate in Hainan..."

"Are you addicted to building houses? After finishing Yandu, you're going to Hainan. Will you go out to sea and buy an island next?" Liu Jing frowned.

"Hey! Great idea! There's a West Island in Hainan. I'll build a Sisi Island. Sounds pretty good. I'll be the island lord of Sisi Island, and I'll appoint you and Jing Tian as deputy island lords. Wow..." Sisi's eyes lit up, and she kissed Liu Jing on the forehead. This idea is awesome!

"He's gone mad," Liu Jing muttered.

"Let's get this straight first, Jing Tian is allowed on the island not because she's your concubine, but because she's one of my shareholders. No other woman is allowed on the island without my permission, or I'll throw them into the sea to feed the sharks," Qianqian warned.

"Sigh..." Liu Jing could only sigh. The matter was still in its early stages, yet they had already started to establish rules and regulations.

"When the time comes, I'll build gardens, swimming pools, and lots and lots of beautiful houses on the island, European, American, Chinese style..." Sisi looked on with longing, forgetting to shave.

"My God, you learned this idea of ​​building houses everywhere from your godfather, didn't you?" Liu Jing groaned. How could this be?
“My godfather said it’s still good to acquire land now, but in a few years it won’t be worthwhile,” Qianqian explained.

Why didn't he take it?

“This incident with Tongchan has been a big blow to him. Mom said it has completely destroyed his ambition. Lately, he's been spending all his time at the kennel; he has no interest in developing real estate anymore. Mom also said that the tax evasion allegations against him might be influenced by us,” Qianqian sighed.

"Flies don't land on eggs without cracks." Liu Jing snorted lightly. He hadn't been honest with himself, so who could he blame?

"You're strict about taxes, and Mom is strict about all the companies. Those rivals can't get to our company, so they've set their sights on Tongchan. Mom's gone to great lengths to keep him out, spending money and pulling strings. Two months ago, Mom and I went to see him. He told me that Hainan is a good place, with lots of land worth developing. When we went to Sanya last time, I also thought it was pretty nice. A few days ago, Jingtian and I discussed it, and we're planning to invest in that land there..."

"What about money? Don't expect Mom to give you money for something like this. She likes buying houses, but she looks down on the real estate industry, thinking it's too slow and the cycle is too long." Liu Jing didn't want to listen anymore.

“The two of us, plus Jing Tian, ​​make money just as fast as a whole company, right? Jing Tian even suggested that you take on more advertising and endorsements, and act in more dramas, so you can make money even faster.” Qianqian blinked.

"..." Liu Jing took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and didn't want to say a word. These two women had been eyeing my wallet for a while now. Jing Tian, ​​that little brat, deserved to be taught a lesson again. Not content with just eyeing my wallet, she wanted me to do even more work. Luckily, we're only at the unmarried stage; if she were in charge, I'd be in even worse shape.

"Hey! Say something! If you don't, I'll shave your eyebrows off too," Sisi threatened.

“Since Sister Min is offering you shares in Huayang, you should accept them. If you insist on not accepting them, she will feel uneasy,” Liu Jing sighed.

"Heh, do you really think I don't know what she's up to? Sister Min wants to make Xiaoxue's existence public, so she's giving me five percent of the shares to bribe me first, so she'll feel at ease," Qianqian mocked.

"She...she talked to you about this?" Liu Jing felt a little guilty. He looked at the cold, menacing razor and gestured with it on his face, feeling even more guilty.

"She hasn't told me yet, but Mom told me." Qianqian stared at Liu Jing, snorted, and sneered, "Actually, even if she doesn't give me shares, I'd still agree to go public. A little girl can only grow up healthily in the sunlight. Your father is someone you can't show to others, but her mother is. Just make up a father for everyone, and Xiaoxue will have a complete family."

"Sigh..." Liu Jing was too ashamed to say anything more and could only sigh.

"Guess what Mom said? She said it's a good thing. With Min-jie doing this, Xiaoxue won't be able to compete with our child for the inheritance. Can you believe how many ulterior motives a grandmother can have? Zhang Min is a Forbes billionaire; she has more money than she can spend. Huayang is like a goose that lays golden eggs; its cash flow is terrifying. She doesn't care about our family's businesses." Qianqian sighed, her mother's actions were all about profit.

“Sister Min is giving you five percent of the shares, just accept it. The annual dividends will be substantial. Aren’t you planning to build a manor in Hainan? The dividends from Huayang are more than I earn making a movie in a year,” Liu Jing suggested.

"I'm sorry, but I don't think Huayang will be giving out any dividends in the next two years. Huayang is making some big moves. They've acquired a controlling stake in Gigi Lai's skin management business, increased their research into precision skin rejuvenation technology, and are also innovating with minimally invasive delivery technology, microneedling technology, and so on. Huayang is building a research and development center, investing heavily in anti-aging, regenerative medicine, and other areas like high-efficiency hair removal and non-surgical body sculpting. Mom said Huayang has applied for a lot of patents. They're also going to build a separate production line to develop and manufacture their own products, no longer outsourcing to Kangmei," Xixi explained in detail.

Liu Jing found it strange, "You remember these names quite clearly."

"Of course, girls pay special attention to these things." Sisi smiled brightly. "Once their techniques are more advanced, I'll give it a try too. Who doesn't want to be more beautiful and stay young forever?"

"Then you should accept these shares. With the latest technology, you'll be the first to know."

"Alright, for your sake, I'll reluctantly agree." Sisi grinned, feeling that the beard was soft enough, and began to work.

"How many people..."

"Don't talk, or I'll cut your face," Sisi warned.

Liu Jing shut up; his ear was already injured. If his handsome face got hurt too, how could he celebrate the New Year?

His mouth was shut, but his hands weren't tied.

"Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary, thyme..."

Seeing that Liu Jing was obedient and well-behaved, Qianqian felt satisfied and even hummed a little tune.

To make it easier to work, she tied her hair up and looked very serious, as if she found shaving quite relaxing.

After shaving, Xixi helped Liu Jing wash his hair, and more than half an hour passed.

"Your face is a bit rough, let me put on another face mask for you." Sisi nodded repeatedly, very satisfied with her work; the middle-aged man had transformed into a handsome young man once again.

"We've been back inside for almost an hour, and we still don't know what's going on outside," Liu Jing said hesitantly.

"You're definitely going to drink tonight, and I don't want to put a face mask on a drunkard." Sisi pouted. "This face mask of mine costs several hundred yuan, plus the service fee, charging you hundreds of thousands wouldn't be unreasonable..."

"Big sister, didn't you already take the first payment from 'The Message'? I only have a few million now, I'm so poor I'm eating chaff and wild vegetables." Liu Jing quickly interrupted, knowing that if they continued, they would be talking about the cost of shaving and shampooing.

This girl is shrewd at making money; she's single-mindedly focused on squeezing money out of him and Sister Li.

"You're poor my foot. Once I went to Qin Shi to beg for alms—cough, cough, to drop by. Uncle Lei and the others were drinking tea, talking about poverty and wealth. There was a saying that went really well: It's not about how much money you have in your account, but how much wealth you can control. You have far more wealth to control than I do, so stop pretending to be poor." Qianqian was dissatisfied.

"This chicken soup is quite nutritious; no wonder businessmen can't compete with officials." Liu Jing's expression was strange. Who said that? Quite ambitious, huh?

“Just say the word, and I’ll have the funds to buy an island, let alone a manor. We understand, you’re all doing big things, and mine are just small things.” Sisi was very distressed.

"Sweetie! It's an economic crisis right now. Once we get through this, Sister Li definitely won't stand idly by." Liu Jing pulled Qianqian into his arms, secretly blaming Sister Li for setting a trap for her daughter. What a terrible mother...

Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse, let alone one that isn't dead yet. It would be very easy for Sister Li to raise several hundred million yuan; she's just deliberately making things difficult for Qianqian.

Liu Jing felt a pang of pity, but he couldn't express his suffering. The mother and daughter were locked in a power struggle; which side should he take?
"Let's not talk about that. Let's talk about what's in front of us. The last batch of salaries for 'Painted Skin' and the second batch for 'The Message' should be arriving by now, right? That's forty or fifty million in total. After taxes, that's enough for our family's third phase of construction." Sisi became increasingly uneasy as she spoke, as if she had gone a bit too far with his demands. Should she make his wallet even fatter?
"Painted Skin" was taken off the screens at the end of November, and Liu Jing's box office share had not yet been settled. This amount of money was not small, and Xixi had been eyeing it for a long time.

"Liu Yifei..." Liu Jing said angrily, pointing at Qianqian and accusing her, "Zhou Bapi, Huang Shiren, Liu Wencai, Nan Batian..."

"I'm doing this all for our family. Men with money go bad, that's what Sister Min told me. If you're not satisfied, we'll go to her house tomorrow and cause her trouble." Qianqian became more and more self-righteous as she spoke.

"I want to break off all ties... I want to break off all ties..." Liu Jing murmured, unable to bear this any longer. Jing Tian and Zhang Min, what kind of ideas are you both instilling in Qianqian?

"Are you really going to break off our friendship?" Sisi lifted Liu Jing's bathrobe, a mischievous smile playing on her lips.

(End of this chapter)