Huayu: From charlatan to great entertainer

Chapter 507 Mother and daughter fighting, do you have no daughter?
Xiao Liu and Jing Tian sunbathed in the sunroom for over an hour, and then strolled around the manor for a long time before Da Tian Tian finally left.

The main problem is that today is Lunar New Year's Eve; otherwise, she would have shamelessly stayed here for several nights anyway.

In short, now that Liu Yifei is pregnant, she is no longer afraid of hearing any frivolous or embarrassing music, nor is she afraid of picking up any childish things.

Liu Yifei pushed open the door to the study on the second floor, where Lu Kuan was engrossed in studying several drafts on his computer.

It's not a movie, it's the design plan for Zeng Wenxiu's cemetery.

Last month, taking advantage of the discovery of the Buddha's relics, the local government of Nanjing decided to build a tourist area on Niushou Mountain.

Wenjie has registered a non-profit cultural foundation called the "Jinling Cultural Heritage Protection Foundation," with Liu Yifei nominally serving as the foundation's president.

After contacting relevant departments in Nanjing, the foundation has obtained development plans for the area near Zhenghe Lake.

The local government understood during the communication that Wenjie wanted to designate a small piece of private land that wouldn't affect the overall development of the scenic area, and he could also receive a donation, so why not?

In addition, the close relationship between the "Sky of History" project and the local government, from top to bottom, provides access to a network of people who can help promote the rationalization and implementation of the project.

Liu Yifei was in excellent physical condition and showed no signs of fatigue typical of mid-pregnancy. She had just taken a walk for over an hour and was now sitting slowly next to her husband, holding his arm without even breaking a sweat.

"This one you have is from Yu Kongjian. Have you looked at the previous ones that included the Suzhou team?"

"Yes, I've seen them all, and they're all pretty good."

"Hehe." Liu Yifei felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey, and took the manuscript from her husband to explain these...
She has read it several times and given her feedback, revising it several times.

"Specifically, most of the area is enclosed by vegetation mazes, rather than traditional walls and high courtyards."

"Yu Kongjian's team's plan is to construct a three-layered isolation zone using native plants from Nanjing—"

"The outer layer is planted with thorny holly and purple bamboo to form a natural fence, the middle layer is planted with dense privet and camphor, and the inner layer is covered with ornamental flowers and grasses, surrounding my mother's tombstone."

In a sense, vegetation is far more effective than walls in creating a tranquil, undisturbed environment for Zeng Wenxiu's tombstone, one that keeps out tourists and other unauthorized personnel.

When the mischievous child sees the locked gate and wall, their first thought is that there are good things hidden inside, so they climb over to take a look.

However, if a green wall of 2.5 to 3 meters high is used as a barrier, and the plants are thorny and not easy to climb, then there won't be so many idle and uninvited guests.

The original shoreline of the wild lake was reused to build micro-topographical mounds, the highest of which reached 3 meters, which were connected with the mountain. At the innermost part, a wall and brick and wooden buildings were set up to place sacrificial and cleaning tools, and also to facilitate the setting up of surveillance.

Xiao Liu has definitely put a lot of effort into this: "We will communicate with the scenic area and mark this area as an 'ecological conservation area' so that tourists will not be allowed to enter."

"Signs will be placed at this three-way intersection to guide the main tourists toward the Buddha Palace, which is 200 meters away."

Lu Kuan just kept nodding. His wife had been resting at home during her pregnancy and had already thought out every single detail.

He stuffed the design draft back into the file folder. "Jing Tian's gone?"

"Come on, did you hear the noise?" Liu Yifei was a little thirsty, so she picked up her husband's teacup and took a sip.

"Her little bull is a bit too flashy, a V10 engine, it sounds like thunder when it starts up cold, even our double-glazed windows are useless."

When the renovation was done, the actual usage scenario was not considered. Ever since Xiao Liu suspected that her intimate sounds during passionate moments might be heard by Liu Xiaoli in the next building, she replaced all the glass with double-glazed windows.

Safe, private, scream your lungs out, indulge in silky smoothness!
"The car is so cool! I wanted to sit in it and experience it, but I couldn't even squeeze in."

Liu Yifei, who is now tall and overweight, is quite distressed: "The Enzo and the RV that you gave me are just gathering dust at home. I've been looking at them for a long time before I can finally use them."

The luxury RV, resembling a small apartment, was originally intended to be delivered to the film set of "Under the Hawthorn Tree" in Bailihuang, Hubei Province. However, Liu Yifei later discovered she was a twin, and after rushing to finish filming the movie and return to Beijing, it was transported directly from Tianjin back to Wenyuhefu.

Lu Kuan turned his head to look at his wife's chubby cheeks: "I've known you for a long time, but I don't understand how you developed an interest in racing."

Liu Yifei chuckled: "New York has an international auto show every April, and there's also the Canal Street area in Lower Manhattan and the industrial area in Brooklyn, where underground street racers often gather in the middle of the night."

"My mom took me to see it from afar once. There were modified Honda Civics, Mitsubishi EVOs, and Subaru Imprezas. The roar of the engines made the whole street shake. It was so exciting!"

Boss Lu opened his eyes wide and looked at his wife with great interest: "I didn't expect you to be so wild at heart."

"We country kids all think you New Yorkers live the life of Upper East Side tycoons like in Gossip Girl!"

The show "Gossip Girl" started its first season in 07. The plot was extremely melodramatic, but that didn't stop it from becoming a huge hit.

In a nutshell: the extravagance and betrayal of the wealthy elite of New York's Upper East Side.

Liu Yifei had obviously seen it before, and she laughed and patted him on the shoulder: "Stop insulting me, you're the New Yorker! I'm a girl from Jiangcheng."

Lu Kuan helped her sit on the sofa and poured her some tea: "Outsiders see you as gentle and playful, but your personality can be quite wild at times."

Xiao Liu raised an eyebrow: "For example?"

The washing machine blew out wisps of steam: "When driving and riding a horse."

"Haha, you big rogue!" Liu Yifei, recalling her slender waist, giggled, "I have to be wild, otherwise how could I go through all those trials and tribulations to privatize and transform you?"

When this topic comes up, she can't help but share gossip with her husband.

"By the way! Did you know? Tian Tian has someone pursuing her!" Xiao Liu was considering whether to create a QQ group and invite all her best friends except Jing Tian to chat about it.

During her pregnancy, she found each day as dull as being in prison.

Mr. Lu hesitated and said, "There are quite a lot of people pursuing her. I remember there were all sorts of rumors online after 'Meteor Shower' became a hit."

"Oh, those are some of their classmates' simps, like Long and Tianlin." Liu Yifei said excitedly, "This time it's different, they should be about equal in social standing, the gap isn't too big."

. . .

The rustling sound of paper turning could be heard, and seeing that he had hunched over his desk again, Liu Yifei couldn't wait any longer: "Go ahead and ask! Do you know how to tell a crosstalk routine? Where's the straight man?"

Lu Kuan, intending to tease her, suddenly turned his head and laughed, "Let's see if you can hold it in."

"Wang Sicong!" Xiao Liu's gossip-loving expression deepened. "I met Wang Jianlin's son from Wanda once at the Oscars. I don't know if you saw him, do you remember him?"

"what?"

In my previous life, there was even a rumor that Da Tian Tian was Wang Sicong's stepmother! Although it was obviously nonsense at first glance.

The washing machine was speechless. What a chaotic timeline! It had ruined itself, turning Wang Sicong into a complete sycophant.

Based on Uncle Jing's future career path and his connections, Wang Sicong, this sycophant, might not even be good enough to catch his eye now.

He's still a deputy now, but what about later?
"Wang Sicong has a very keen sense of smell, or rather, Old Wang," Lu Kuan said with a smile, then asked with some curiosity, "What's Jing Tian's attitude?"

"Huh? You seem to be somewhat interested in this topic? You used to never bother talking to me about gossip."

Liu Xiaolv raised an eyebrow, having just finished teasing Da Tiantian, she turned to tease her husband: "I'm here to interview a certain extremely controlling man~"

"If you found out that your admirer is now being pursued by someone else, and someone who seems quite respectable, would you feel anything unusual?"

The washing machine smiled and said, "Do you think college students are dating? Stop watching those kinds of cultural dross movies like 'Tiny Times' lately, and don't give my son that kind of prenatal education."

"Haha! That was brought by Tian Tian." Liu Yifei waved her hand: "Don't change the subject, did you bring it or not? Tell the truth!"

"No."

Xiao Liu raised an eyebrow: "Lying to me won't work. Don't forget that my mentor is Xi Kaiyuan, a world-class psychologist."

In this life, the University of Chicago female master's student began to analyze in detail: "Male like you, who occupies an absolute advantage in social resources, has a strong sense of territory, and your dominant personality traits are very obvious. You want to control everything yourself."

"Even if you didn't respond to an admirer like Tian Tian before, now that your dominance is threatened, it will instinctively trigger the defense mechanism in your male genes."

Liu Yifei looked at her husband with a grin and said, half-jokingly, "If you're unhappy, tell me, and I'll help you ruin Wang Sicong's deal, how about that?"

"Of course you can't say it out loud, but I have a significant influence on Sweetie, you can trust me."

The washing machine scoffed, "Did you borrow my son's and daughter's intelligence? Look how many roundabout ways you went to test me with this question!"

Xiao Liu couldn't help but burst into laughter, looking even more pleased with himself: "You're so boring! Can't you let me lie to you just once? Then I'll catch you red-handed!"

"Don't you take it every morning?" Boss Lu smiled at his playful wife: "Hua Mulan, she's always been good at wielding weapons."

"I'll beat you to death, you pervert!" Little Liu smirked. "Do you still need me to test you? Last time you saw all that girl naked, you're no good!" (Chapter 452)
The young woman rested her chin on her hand and looked at her husband: "But don't worry, I think she's trapped in your spell for the time being. She won't even answer Wang Sicong's calls."

Boss Lu smiled and said, "I think you should be the one to relax, right? I've seen you bully her so many times. You're not really a celestial beauty who's dominant like the netizens say, are you?"

"If that's true, you have to tell me. There's a kind of love called letting go. I wish you both happiness!"

Liu Yifei retorted righteously, "Get out of here! You'll never be able to let go of me in this lifetime! And even if every woman in the world were gay, I would never be!"

"Oh why?"

The young woman leaned closer, her eyes filled with seductive allure, and gently rubbed her pert nose against the back of the man's ear, humming softly like a spoiled kitten, her voice tinged with sweetness.
"Because my husband is tall and strong, he's so charming, what woman could resist him? Even if she's gay, he'd be able to bend her back..."

"Ugh! Let's not talk about things that everyone on Earth knows, it's boring!" Washing Machine grinned and pinched her plump, dewy cheek.

This wife is truly wonderful!
These days, people are more eloquent than good-looking, and those with interesting souls have reached a whole new level.

Boss Lu immediately retorted with a compliment, feigning surprise: "I was wondering why the toilet in our bathroom was clogged today."

Xiao Liu was stunned: "Is it blocked? Did your poop block it?"

The washing machine smiled and said, "It's not me, it's just that your emotional value has been fully utilized."

"Huh? Get lost! Disgusting!" Liu Yifei laughed heartily, showing her teeth, and collapsed onto the soft sofa.

. . .

For Lu Kuan, who is busy with many things, these few days are probably the most leisurely time of the year. He can chat and laugh with his wife without any worries and enjoy ordinary family time.

The storms and disturbances of the outside world couldn't penetrate the strict security and double-glazed windows of Wenyu River Mansion at this moment.

Examples include LeTV's 404 error, Damai.cn's online ticketing advantage, and Wuyue Plaza's listing on the stock exchange immediately after the Lunar New Year.

Of course, there's also the Valentine's Day premiere of "Under the Hawthorn Tree" and "Ball Lightning," which will begin filming in late February.

The Chinese New Year is all about creating a festive atmosphere. After the afternoon nap, under the wise leadership of Commander Liu Yifei, Boss Lu and Afei got to work and started decorating their home with New Year's supplies.

The main villa where the two lived was naturally the first place to hang the Chinese knot, but the living room had a ceiling height of nearly six meters, so Afei had to climb a ladder to hang it up first.

Then, the Suzhou embroidery "One Hundred Children Welcoming Spring" was hung on both sides of the living room TV to celebrate the addition of a new member to the family this year.

A hand-woven reed mat was laid out on the coffee table, and celadon bowls were placed on it, holding candied hawthorns and candied kumquats, symbolizing "a string of sweetness and good fortune."

These are all auspicious items that Aunt Zhou Wenqiong brought for her niece a few days ago.

After finally getting the main villa sorted out, the owner was covered in sweat from climbing up and down the road.

The family pushed open the door and stepped outside. Looking at the vast estate that had once been the subject of his boastful words to his wife, "This is the empire I conquered for you," the washing machine was somewhat dumbfounded.

"My goodness, having a house that's too big isn't a good thing! It'll exhaust everyone."

Xiao Liu covered her mouth and laughed: "You're good at showing off your wealth, always coming up with such unique ideas."

The downsides of having a large family and business are becoming apparent now. It's more meaningful and interesting to do these things to bring good fortune and happiness yourself, but the key issue is that this family is just too damn big!
After nearly two years of sporadic renovations, the 70,000-square-meter estate now features a "回"-shaped layout for its main villas.

The central building is naturally the main villa, complete with a sauna, private cinema, and other related facilities; it is also the couple's residence.

The east wing connects to the annex where Liu Xiaoli lives, with a flower strip and sunroom in the middle.

The west side features guest rooms and villas exclusively for visitors. The three buildings are connected by a glass walkway, so you don't have to worry about getting wet in the rain or snow.

Because one side of the villa is adjacent to the Wenyu River, it is said that only half of the wall is enclosed.

In the entire estate, besides the temperature-controlled swimming pool with "automatic opening lid", the badminton, tennis and football field, the multi-functional gym, and the sports recovery center prepared for Liu Yifei, there are actually large areas of vacant land that have not yet been built.

The group walked along the corridor toward Liu Xiaoli's residence. Looking at the remaining empty space, Liu thought to herself, "It's really too big. There's such a large area of ​​empty space left unused. We need to think about how to use it."

How big is 70,000 square meters?

Assuming it's a square, the distance around the manor's boundary is about 1.1 kilometers, and it would take 15-20 minutes to walk around it at a slow pace.

A standard FIFA football field has an area of ​​7140 square meters, so 70,000 square meters is equivalent to nearly 10 football fields side by side.
Or take Shanghai's People's Square as an example. The latter has an area of ​​14 square meters, while Wenyuhefu is about half that size.

Upon hearing Xiao Liu's words, surprisingly, it was Liu Xiaoli who first offered advice. The expectant grandmother had already made up her mind: "Why don't you and Xiao Lu find someone to design something? At least we need to build a place for the child to play, right?"

"That's right!" Xiao Liu exclaimed excitedly, "Let's build a small children's playground for my son and daughter!"

"Mom, do you remember the neighborhood we lived in when we lived in Douglasston?"

Liu Xiaoli laughed and said, "I was just about to say, how old were you back then, and you still went for a walk every day."

Liu Yifei stared blankly at the empty space in front of her, seemingly having just participated in the design of Zeng Wenxiu's tombstone and now possessing considerable knowledge of architectural structures.

“If we’re going to build one, we have to build one with style!” She stood on the covered walkway, her eyes sparkling as she pointed to the open space to the west: “First of all, we need a treehouse, made of Canadian red cedar wood, with a spiral slide.”

"Then build a log climbing frame, connect it to the treehouse slide, and lay three layers of cushioning pads underneath so that they won't get too much pain if they fall."

"These are all physical things, let's add some cultural ones, like graffiti walls, insect observation boxes, astronomical observatories—"

The expectant mother excitedly grabbed her husband's arm: "What do you think, Lu Kuan? What do you think of my suggestion?"

Mr. Lu clearly cares a lot about his child: "Sure, but these are things that you can only play with when you're five or six years old. I think we should also prepare a 'sensory development zone' for one or two-year-olds."

"For example, we can build some anti-corrosion wooden boardwalks and soft rubber mats, and set up some tactile and auditory devices such as pine cones, bark, and wind chimes to let the baby experience nature and the world."

Liu Xiaoli smiled and said, "Xiao Lu is right. I've read more than ten professional books on parenting from China and abroad in the past few months. Providing children with multi-sensory experiences and stimulation is good for their brain development."

"Keeping them indoors all the time isn't necessarily scientific. It's good for them to crawl around on the floor and scratch the soil. The microorganisms in the soil can stimulate the development of the immune system, unlike many foreign children who are too pampered and have a lot of allergens."

Lu Kuan laughed and said, "The Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic says that the earth gives birth to all things. There must be a reason why the older generation insists on letting children walk barefoot on the mud."

"Let them be naughty and get roughed up, so they'll grow up to be more resilient."

Ah Fei also offered a rare suggestion: "I see that many families in Hong Kong buy ponies for their children. You could set up a small horse farm, raise a couple of ponies, and they can ride them when they're a little older."

"Great idea! That's a good idea too!" Xiao Liu exclaimed. "I've seen some really cute children's equestrian outfits online."

The family chatted and laughed as they went about their business, methodically decorating their cozy home for the new year.

The sky was clear and blue, with a few wisps of thin clouds lazily hanging in the sky. The winter sun shone through the corridor, casting long and leisurely shadows of the people there.

A gilded "Fu" character has been hung above the door of the main villa, and red silk hanging from the eaves sways gently in the wind, contrasting with the unmelted snow in the distance, resembling a vivid New Year painting.

Liu Yifei's fingertips traced the newly pasted paper-cut on the corridor pillar, a "double carp playing with a pearl" design that she had chosen herself, symbolizing the upcoming safety and joy of her twins.

During this warm and festive Spring Festival, the family is eagerly anticipating the arrival of their two little angels.
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At six o'clock in the afternoon, Liu Yifei, who had finished getting ready to go out, was already having a splitting headache from her mother's nagging.

The reason is that the husband was invited to attend the Spring Festival Gala and will sit with top leaders in the "VIP" seat as a mascot, and his pregnant wife insisted on going along to join in the fun.

Why did Mr. Lu go to the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala?
For Southeast University, the Spring Festival Gala is far more than just a celebration; it also carries strong positive messages and a powerful guiding principle for uniting people.

The Spring Festival Gala has always been directly led and directed by the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China and the State Administration of Radio and Television. This year's theme is "Grand Chinese Celebration," and its core task is to condense the three major national memories of 2008.

Earthquake relief, the Beijing Olympics, and the Shenzhou VII spaceflight. Lu Kuan was deeply involved in the first two events, and even incorporated aerospace elements into the second half of the opening ceremony program. His invitation to attend represents the political honor bestowed upon this key figure by the state.

This move is also in line with the University of Tokyo's tradition of "recognizing the leaders of national projects of the year".

"Mom, have you been nagging me for days? Stephen Chow is currently working with Wuyue on 'Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons.' If there's a role like Law Kar-ying's, I think you'd be perfect for it."

Liu Xiaoli scolded her daughter with a stern face: "You're too willful! Xiaolu went to the Spring Festival Gala because of personal connections and because of national recognition. You're so pregnant and you still insist on going to join in the fun. Isn't that dangerous?"

She then looked at her son-in-law. As a grandmother whose ancestral home was in Northeast China, she naturally had a strong presence, but her tone softened a bit: "Xiao Lu, you shouldn't spoil your wife like this. Look at what she's become! She's seven months pregnant and still wandering around aimlessly. Is that acceptable?"

"Yes, yes, I need to reflect on this." Boss Lu awkwardly touched the tip of his nose, suppressing a laugh as he looked at the lifeless Liu Xiaolv, and then adopted a stern expression:
"You need to reflect on yourself too! How angry did you make Mom?"

"She was already the ugliest one in the family, and now she's become the most troublesome one!"

Liu Yifei rolled her eyes at her husband, then put on a fawning smile for her mother: "Yes, yes, Mom, I'll just go out one last time. After that, I won't go to crowded places again except for the premiere of Under the Hawthorn Tree!"

"You two, sigh!" Liu Xiaoli sighed helplessly as she watched her two young children flirting with her.

Xiao Liu clung to his elderly mother's arm and said sweetly, "Mom, you should come too. I've saved a spot for you."

"You guys go ahead! Aren't we having New Year's Eve dinner? I'll prepare it at home."

"I just ate a nutritional meal an hour ago, how can I eat anything? Please don't bother."

Pregnancy is not easy, Little Donkey sighed: "You're raising me like you're raising your flowers, feeding me like crazy, I'm so dizzy from all the eating."

Liu Xiaoli was determined not to give her daughter a kind look today; if she tried to be nice to her, her daughter would probably fly into a rage.

"Huh? What you're saying doesn't make any sense."

"Your husband found the nutritionist team; I'm just responsible for carrying it out. How can you blame your mother for this? I think you'd better not go tonight!"

Liu Xiaolv's stubbornness flared up: "I've only gone out once this month! And that was with Lu Kuan to see Leader Liu."

"No way! I can't stay here even for another day! I'll be so bored!"

Liu Xiaoli stood with her hands on her hips, her eyebrows raised high;

Liu Yifei, with her round pregnant belly and chin held high, looked like a cat with its fur standing on end.

The mother and daughter were at loggerheads, which made Ah Fei, who had just warmed up the car, turn back to the car and sit up straight.

At the center of the storm, Boss Lu quietly took two steps back, wondering for some reason whether his daughter would have a stubborn temper like Xiao Liu's in the future.
If these two start arguing, I'm really doomed, and this family will never have peace again!
"Liu Yifei! How dare you talk to your mother like that!" Boss Lu suddenly shuddered, looking at his wife with a stern expression, as if he hadn't called her by her full name in a long time.

"Mom raised you with great difficulty, and now she has to take care of two babies. It's so hard for her!"

"Isn't it for your own good that I'm giving you extra nutrition? You're always being picky, it's outrageous!"

The model son-in-law then turned to his mother-in-law and said gently, "Mom, it's really too cold outside. If you don't want to move, just stay home, drink tea, and eat melon seeds."

"Just make a few simple dishes for dinner, and I'll have a drink with you when we get back."

"Oh, right," the washing machine added, "This time it was a leader from the department who came to communicate, so it wouldn't be good not to go. However, they also arranged for us to receive leadership-level treatment."

"We'll enter through the side door. There are dedicated rest areas and passageways before and after the event, so Sisi won't run into too many people. The security is almost as good as the Olympics, so nothing should happen."

Liu Yifei secretly gave her husband a thumbs up, and immediately smiled broadly: "That's right, Mom. Even Director Zhu from Peking Union Medical College Hospital praised me as the strongest and healthiest pregnant woman she's ever seen. Don't worry so much. There were pregnant women in your generation who worked until the last month of their pregnancy. It's okay!"

Liu Xiaoli's helpless gaze swept over the two of them.

This young couple played good cop and bad cop, and in the end they both became shameless, leaving the mother-in-law completely speechless.

Go ahead and stir it up, stir it up, just keep stirring it up!
It kept my grandson and granddaughter from getting any peace in their wombs, and made me, their grandmother, worry every day!

After finally calming Liu Xiaoli down, the couple slunk out and got into their car.

"It's rare to see your mother-in-law angry, you're still the same!" Boss Lu gave his wife a thumbs up, praising her as a master of courting death.

"You can't blame it all on me, can you? My body is like it's possessed by a demon right now, all sorts of hormones and progesterone are like different kinds of internal energy, and I don't really have a good way of controlling my temper, okay?"

Lu Kuan smiled and said, "Wait until you have your own daughter before you start having headaches. I'll be fighting with you every day."

"She wouldn't dare! Give her a spanking!"

The young couple chatted and laughed for a few moments, and then Ah Fei drove out of the slowly opening gate.

At 6:30 a.m. on a winter day, Beiping was enveloped in the festive atmosphere of New Year's Eve. The snow on the roadside reflected the orange glow of the streetlights, and the red lanterns on the sycamore branches swayed gently in the cold wind.

Liu Yifei suddenly noticed a familiar sapphire blue Z4 parked by the roadside. The window was slowly rolling down, revealing a face with exquisite makeup and sunglasses.

"Afei! Quick! Get out of here faster!"

The cold-faced bodyguard, unaware of what was going on, lightly pressed the accelerator while ensuring safety, and the Volvo XC90 sped past the Z4.

"Luckily, there are privacy screen protectors in the back. Yang Mi shouldn't have seen us, right?" Liu Yifei stuck out her tongue and looked in the rearview mirror. Yang Mi waved her hand anxiously, her chestnut curly hair fluttering slightly in the cold wind.

It only took a dozen seconds, leaving Boss Lu completely bewildered: "What are you afraid of Yang Mi for? You're making us look like Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian."

Xiao Liu said helplessly, "You have no idea how many messages and calls she's sent me these past few days..."

Ring ring ring!
Liu Yifei, who ultimately couldn't bring herself to block Yang Mi, turned pale first.

The call came again.

She made a "shh" gesture to her husband: "Hello? Yang Mi? Huh? Were you at the front gate just now? I really didn't notice!"

"Go back quickly, don't be so polite, why are you giving me gifts? That's too much."

Xiao Liu feigned helplessness on the phone, not knowing what Da Mimi on the other end said. She quickly added, "No, no, we're going to the CCTV studio. We probably won't be back until almost 1 a.m. after watching the show. Please don't wait here."

"Okay, that's all for now. My baby keeps kicking me, so I have to hang up. Bye!"

Beep, beep, beep…

Lu Kuan watched her "acting without props" like a Beijing Film Academy entrance exam with great interest. "Your lines are pretty good now. If I were Yang Mi, I would believe it."

Liu Yifei let out a long sigh: "My goodness, how can there be such a persistent person!"

"Let me tell you, I'm really fed up with Yang Mi. After the vote at Huayi, everyone should have known what was going on, right? That's it, nobody else should act anymore!"

Liu Xiaolv looked utterly dejected: "But she just acted like nothing was wrong, sending text messages and making phone calls every few days."

“If it were anyone else, I would have turned on them immediately, but she always comes with that pretty, smiling face, so I’m too embarrassed to just slap her.”

Mr. Lu smiled and said, "Yang Mi is actually quite suited to the entertainment industry. With that kind of tenacity, she won't do badly at anything."

This is a relatively neutral assessment. Even if Yang Mi has switched sides and formed her own faction, there's no need for Wenjie to specifically target anyone.

He never intended to dominate the entertainment industry. The Chinese film market is far from being a saturated market. On the contrary, Lu Kuan hoped that LeTV Culture could produce more good films and blockbusters.

However, when it comes to specific strategic objectives related to border issues, they are not allowed to waver or advocate for the enemy; the core of the industrial chain must always be in their own hands.

Liu Yifei said helplessly, "Then she can do it herself. Why is she in such a hurry this time? It's just that LeTV was subject to pre-trial asset preservation."

She gestured to her phone: "How many short articles have they posted? They've explained tirelessly that they absolutely have no intention of clinging to Damai.cn or opposing Wenjie. It's all a misunderstanding."

The young woman rolled her eyes: "Does she think I'm an easy target because I'm a naive pregnant woman?"

Lu Kuan took his wife's phone and saw Mimi's long text message, which had been divided into many parts.

At this point, a text message, including punctuation, can have a maximum of 70 characters. Yang Mi's "Letter of Apology" stretched out for seven or eight messages before finally ending with a sense of lingering satisfaction.

Boss Lu clicked his tongue in admiration: "Yang Mi is really a talent. After Huayi, she can still put aside her pride and befriend you. She can do what others cannot."

"If she hadn't already been deeply involved with the coal bosses, the turnover would probably have been quite high if Yang Siwei had been in charge of managing it."

Da Mimi has been working as a coal miner for three or four years now, and the latter has provided her with quite good resources.

However, even without being tied to anyone, Yang Mi is still out of place in the entire Wenjie system. It's not a matter of how much money she makes or how good her acting is, but rather that her personality and career path are incompatible.

The artists in the industry are all extremely low-key. They know that the company has its own plans, and that as long as everyone has representative works and can continue to improve, that's enough.

The most immediate question is how to balance things with Su Chang now that Da Mi Mi is here?

The latter's position is actually unshakeable.

It's true that she's part of the Empress's faction, but it's also true that she's part of the Emperor's faction. The core high-level members of the Ask World are actually a small circle where people get along well, and Yang Mi's personality would ruin that atmosphere.

As Liu Yifei watched the large Mimi car in the rearview mirror grow smaller and smaller, and then after turning another corner, the sapphire blue Z4 disappeared from view.

"She should just focus on making her own movies. There's no need for her to worry about offending anyone or who's targeting her all the time. It's just a guilty conscience."

Boss Lu smiled and said, "Did you see any resemblance to Bingbing in her?"

Ok?
Liu Yifei nodded thoughtfully, then shook her head: "Much different. Bingbing is a woman with great spirit. Many men are not as good as her."

"Putting aside my own perspective, I dared to risk being purged by you by showing photos at my birthday party, and then at the last minute I risked my life by driving my car to run over Zhou Jun."

The young woman clicked her tongue in admiration: "If Bingbing were a man, she would probably be very successful in the entertainment industry. Compared to her, Yang Mi is just a nobody."

Whether you take the right path or the wrong path, your overall perspective is crucial.

Bingbing dared to use unconventional methods to break the deadlock at critical junctures, but Da Mimi remained stuck in resource exchange and interpersonal relationships, which naturally made her a step weaker.

Mr. Lu took out his phone and sent New Year's greetings to the management and other leaders of Wenjie, while chatting with his wife:

"People are shaped by experience. As the saying goes, things teach people. Yang Mi has witnessed Bingbing's methods and has also dated you. She will evolve as well."

He looked up and smiled, "How about we make a bet? Yang Mi will definitely be here when we come back."

"They might leave for a while, but they'll definitely be back soon, waiting in front of the gate. Believe it or not?"

"It's so cold? Has she gone mad?" Liu Yifei was somewhat skeptical, but thinking about how persistent she had been these past few days, she thought that perhaps it was true.

. . .

"It's so cold! Are you crazy?"

Many Jin got out of the car, looked at his girlfriend in disbelief, and reached out to pull her back into the car.

He was too ashamed to come down, and he wasn't even very willing to come with his girlfriend.

This second-generation coal miner, who once aspired to make a name for himself through directing, believed he had seen through the capital-intensive nature of the industry and thus avoided twenty years of detours. He then took a producer position at LeEco Culture, venturing into the blue ocean of Chinese cinema.

Yang Mi gently shook him off, her expression resolute: "It's not that I'm crazy, I'm doing this for your investment, for LeEco Culture."

Many Jin looked displeased, unsure how to persuade her.

This time, Jia Yueting expanded LeTV's business, which was preparing for its IPO, into the film industry. The Xu family is also one of the behind-the-scenes shareholders; otherwise, Yang Mi would not have become the top female executive at LeTV Culture.

Gan Wei, who is already married, has retired from the spotlight and is an actress who doesn't generate much buzz or star power.

"Honey, I understand your fear of the world... but do you think this will help?" Xu Duojin's face grew increasingly gloomy. He didn't want to see his girlfriend humiliating herself like this; wasn't this a slap in his own face?

"From the moment Huayi started voting, you were no longer someone they could trust, so why bother?"

Yang Mi looked at her boyfriend with a sense of helplessness. Sometimes she thought he was a reasonable person, and he had even considered asking her to act as a matchmaker to see if she could get in touch with Wen Jie.

However, the film and capital circles in the world of Wenjie are extremely closed, forbidden zones that even Liu Chuanzhi could not open. How could a time traveler possibly be interested in the money of coal bosses?
If you want to make a living in this industry, but the industry won't let you in, and Huayi has been brought down, then you have no choice but to form your own group and try to make a living. This is why coal mine owners collectively entered the industry.

In their positions, they should fulfill their responsibilities. Many Jins now think like Wang Sicong: through the several big directors signed by LeTV Culture and popular actresses like his girlfriend Yang Mi, they can freely roam the blue ocean of the film industry.

The attitudes of Wenjie and Lu are important, but if they always have to listen to their competitors, then the coal bosses wouldn't need to make a living in this industry.

The second-generation coal miner put his arm around his girlfriend's shoulder and said, "Honey, back in the 1980s, my father was just a small mine manager."

"Back then, wherever there was coal in Shanxi, Shaanxi, and Inner Mongolia, there was a world of intrigue and bloodshed."

Xu Duojin squinted, his voice low, "The mine was a gold mine, but also a blood mine. Back then, whoever had the guts, the connections, or even the gun... could control the mountain."

"It's just normal business competition. We exchange punches and kicks, and as long as we don't cross the line, there's no need to be subservient."

He didn't say anything more, but the intelligent Yang Mi already understood.

Da Mimi looked dejected: "The thing I regret most now is that Huayi didn't vote decisively enough that day, which cost us a lot of points."

"Even if they are not allies, it is always beneficial to be on good terms with Lu Kuan and Wen Jie."

Xu Duojin scoffed: "Liu Tiegui told us to support Ma Yun, and you were already planning to leave Huayi Brothers and join LeTV Culture. Is this a wrong choice?"

"In the end, you still voted to remove Wang Dajun, so at least you didn't completely break ties, and besides, you came here today—"

The second-generation coal miner unconsciously raised his voice: "That's enough, I think that's enough. If you're already putting yourself below Liu Yifei, what are you thinking about surpassing her?"

"It's true that Liu Yifei is very popular, but she has the negative impact of her marriage and will have to take a whole year off to have a baby. It's worth our efforts to catch up with her at this time."

Surpass her? Do I really still have a chance?

Yang Mi, absent-minded, was pushed into the passenger seat by her boyfriend, and the Z4 roared away.

The young woman and the capital behind her in this world often feel helpless.

Because the public opinion front was firmly controlled, they were unable to use the most common methods in the entertainment industry, such as spreading rumors, smearing, and attacking with online trolls, to drag Liu Yifei down.

The last two people to do this, Zhou Jun and Wang Xiaolei, didn't have grass growing two meters high on their graves, but they were indeed cremated and turned to ashes.

During his last conversation with Wang Dajun in the office of Zheng, the criminal investigation team leader of the municipal bureau, the time traveler said the following:

The Film Bureau formulates administrative rules, the industry sector seeks to formulate industry rules, and in the future, it aims to integrate into and attempt to change the rules of the world.

The current industry, through its control of the entire film industry chain, is using both polite appeals and ruthless iron fists to discipline volatile capital, regardless of whether you are a veteran of the Beijing circle or a rising star in the coal industry.

If you want to make money, just make movies honestly and follow the industry rules I set. Nobody will care about you.

But if you want to show off your skills, then you'll have to prove yourself with your hands.

From a certain perspective, Jin's judgment was not wrong, but Yang Mi, who was more astute, always felt uneasy.

Sometimes, a woman's emotional perception can guide her to a considerable extent; this is their way of thinking.

Around 6 p.m., a Volvo XC90 with a pass entered through the dedicated passage at the CCTV compound at No. 11 Fuxing Road, Beiping, and came to a smooth stop.

The young couple got out of the car in a relaxed mood, seemingly having forgotten their previous bet and the topic of whether Yang Mi would "wait" in front of the Wenyu River Mansion gate at dawn.

The leader fiddled with the white chess pieces in the chess box, while the pursuer stared at the specks of dust on the scale.

Such is the way of the world.

(End of this chapter)