Huayu: From charlatan to great entertainer

Chapter 529 After Xiao Liu gave birth, in the richest man's living room (Feeling like the ice cream boss has joined the alliance! 80100)

Wearing sterile gloves, Zhu Lan probed Liu Yifei's abdomen with her fingertips. The uterus contracted like cooled lava under her palm: "The placenta was delivered intact, and there were no cervical lacerations."

Before she could finish speaking, the midwife pressed an ice pack onto the woman's lower abdomen, and Liu Yifei curled up in pain again.

This is a standard procedure at Peking Union Medical College Hospital to prevent postpartum hemorrhage; zero-degree stimulation causes the uterine blood vessels to close instantly.

The young mother wrinkled her nose at the stimulation of the ice, her gaze seemingly locked by some invisible force, unable to look away from the two infant lives in their swaddling clothes.

Her pale fingertips trembled slightly as she gently stroked the baby's wrinkled face, like a new leaf in early spring touching the morning dew.

Zhu Lan didn't give the family of four much time to enjoy their happiness, interrupting with a smile, "The umbilical cord has stopped pulsating, it's time to cut it."

During umbilical cord pulsation, placental blood continues to flow back into the fetus, which can increase iron reserves and reduce the risk of anemia.

This is the first time a newborn receives nutrition from the outside world after birth, and it is still a gift from the great mother.

"Would you three like to cut the umbilical cord, or should the midwife come?"

With tears still wet in her eyes, Liu Yifei looked at her mother and husband. Liu Xiaoli's hands were still trembling. "Xiaolu, go ahead."

"Okay, I'll do it." Lu Kuan took the sterilized scissors, his fingertips trembling slightly from cutting film countless times.

The shadow he cast as he bent down gently enveloped the two babies, and with a soft "click," the life-giving bond that had once connected mother and daughters snapped.

The pink folds around the daughter's navel have the same curve as the bottom of the wife's abdomen. Two universes were once conceived there, and now they have transformed into a small nebula vortex on the child's navel.

As if he had accomplished some incredible task, Boss Lu turned around and glanced at his wife and mother-in-law as if to claim credit. Seeing Liu Xiaoli's lips unconsciously curving upwards, he took the initiative to invite her: "Mom, you can do it yourself, my eldest grandson."

"Ah? Me! I..." The mother-in-law's voice trembled slightly and she couldn't hide her joy. Then, urged by her daughter, she stepped forward.

The elderly mother's wrist was surprisingly steady; she cut the baby boy's umbilical cord with the deftness of cutting a kite string, her face radiating the doting affection and satisfaction typical of an elder.

"These two little guys... are so adorable."

The battle, which began at 1 p.m., left everyone exhausted, but the even more complicated postpartum procedures never stopped.

The nurses deftly clamped the umbilical cord stump, disinfected it with iodine-soaked cotton balls, and then put on a sterile valve core ring, completing the umbilical cord ligation.

The midwife then quickly took the baby, gently wiped away the vernix caseosa with a preheated sterile towel, and lightly tapped the soles of the feet with her fingertips—

"Wow!" The baby boy's loud cry rang out in the delivery room, and the "breathing" column on the newborn assessment form was immediately given a perfect score.

Why isn't the baby girl moving?

Logically, babies born later in the womb might have inhaled contaminated amniotic fluid because they stayed in the womb for more than ten minutes. This can usually be cleared with a rubber suction tube.

But my older sister came out first, didn't she?
The family's hearts were on edge again; they wanted to ask her something but dared not disturb her.

Zhu Lan personally took the baby girl from the midwife. The baby lay quietly in Zhu Lan's arms, her pink face slightly flushed, and her chest rising and falling well. Judging from her physical characteristics, her breathing should not be poor.

It's even more impossible that she's a little mute; she was crying loudly when she first came out.
Lu Kuan walked over, his mind in turmoil. Under the spotlight of the delivery room, his tall figure cast a gentle shadow like a silent mountain, enveloping the baby girl.

"Zhu..."

"Wow wow wow!"

The quiet baby girl suddenly wrinkled her nose, kicked her pink toes on the sterile towel, and opened her little mouth as if awakened by some mysterious force, crying almost as heartbreakingly as her mother had just done.

Zhu Lan's eyes lit up, and she gently tapped the baby girl's feet, making her cry even clearer.

Perfect, and the pain sensation is normal.

Liu Xiaoli and her daughter felt as if they had been granted a pardon. Little Liu found humor in her suffering: "From the moment I was born, I knew how to be affectionate with my dad. I would only cry if my dad was watching me!"

As if hearing her words, the baby girl, with vernix caseosa still clinging to her wet eyelashes, opened her bright, dark eyes.

Her pupils were a pure black, reflecting her father's sharply defined jawline. Her crying gradually subsided, replaced by soft, kitten-like whimpers.

After a brief one-minute interruption, the midwife weighed and recorded: "The girl weighs 3020 grams, and the boy weighs 2950 grams. Both twins are within the normal weight range."

After the basic breathing and weighing, there's a set of standardized "assembly line procedures": the midwife hands Lu Kuan a registration card with his footprints printed on it.

"Dad came to check the information. The girl's arch lines are 98% clear, and the boy's are 96%, both are very standard."

Zhu Lan's team of neonatologists simultaneously began their examination, their stethoscopes sweeping across the infant's back: "Clear breath sounds in both lungs, strong heart sounds, and normal primitive reflexes."

Then, gently lift the baby boy's right leg; the pink skin folds in his groin resemble the inner wall of a seashell under the light.

On the other side, a nurse was using a cotton swab to apply vitamin K solution gently to the baby girl's gums to prevent neonatal hemorrhage.

"My mother took plenty of vitamin D during her pregnancy, so her skull is very strong."

The entire examination process took no more than 5 minutes. As Lu Kuan, Liu Yifei, and Liu Xiaoli listened to the professional assessments, it was like listening to a beautiful symphony.

Every word tells them how normal and healthy these two little lives are.

Zhu Lan then lightly tapped the soles of the babies' feet with her fingertips to test their stepping reflex. Two pairs of pink little feet immediately drew clumsy arcs in the air. After finishing the examination, she smiled at the new couple and said, "Apuga score: 9 points for the girl and 8 points for the boy."

"The younger brother has slightly weaker muscle tone, but his breathing and heart rate are both perfect, which is a common phenomenon among twins."

Mr. Lu chuckled and cursed his son in his heart, glancing left at his daughter and right at his son, his mouth almost stretching to the back of his ears.

Zhu Lan directed the midwife to wrap the baby in a preheated sterile towel and gently place it on the mother's bare chest. The baby's lanugo brushed against the mother's sweaty collarbone, carrying the sweet scent of amniotic fluid.

This is the "golden hour" of skin-to-skin contact that Peking Union Medical College Hospital insists on. The newborn's heartbeat will be automatically regulated by the mother's body temperature, and the secretion of colostrum can also be stimulated by the baby's instinctive sucking.

As is the nature of mammals, this is to familiarize the cubs with the mother's scent, providing them with enough security to get through the initial novice period in this world.

Zhu Lan's voice interrupted the chuckling new father: "Mr. Lu, as per your request, we have permanently preserved the umbilical cord blood and placenta."

"Okay, regarding confidentiality..."

"Don't worry, there won't be any problems. It can be moved to another location at any time."

Umbilical cord blood and placental tissue both contain hematopoietic stem cells, and placental tissue also contains mesenchymal stem cells. These are essentially "bioinsurance" for the child's future.

No one knows how far biotechnology will develop in the future, but considering only the most cutting-edge medical science in the world today:

Umbilical cord blood can be used to treat more than 80 kinds of blood and immune diseases, such as leukemia and aplastic anemia.
Placental tissue is mainly used in research on spinal cord repair, diabetes, Alzheimer's disease, and other degenerative diseases.

Lu Kuan communicated with the hospital and arranged for the provision of a specialized cord blood bank centrifuge and liquid nitrogen tank, which, under certain conditions, can theoretically be preserved indefinitely.

This is the key to the baby's regeneration and the future mini life bank. This is all the father could do for them in 2009.

When they reach their seventies or eighties, by 2090, humanity may already possess fairly advanced genetic technology, and the wealth and gene pool he leaves to his children will come in handy.

The nurse asked the child's father to leave first so she could clean the new mother. Then she was wheeled directly into a clean and tidy special care ward, with a blue "Mother and Baby Rooming-in" sign hanging above the bed.

The advantage of LDR (Labor, Delivery, Recovery) rooms is that there's no need for the hassle of moving the baby around, and the two healthy babies who have undergone examinations can stay with their mother and spend the most important postpartum observation period together.

Zhu Lan concluded by saying, "Princess Yi, you need to be observed for two hours after the twins come into contact with each other. We will monitor your contractions and bleeding regularly."

She reached out and adjusted the ice pack on Xiao Liu's abdomen. "Once you've rested and adjusted a bit, we'll check your milk supply and then we can guide you through your first breastfeeding session."

"Okay." Xiao Liu turned to her husband: "You should go out and tell everyone, it's already 11 o'clock."

Zhu Lan smiled and said, "I was surrounded as soon as I went out. I only said that everything was fine. Please let Mr. Lu explain the rest himself."

Liu Xiaoli gratefully grasped her hand: "Director Zhu, we really don't know how to thank you enough for your help during Qianqian's delivery."

"Director Zhu, thank you so much. You put my mind at ease. Otherwise, things wouldn't have gone so smoothly." After receiving some IV fluids, Xiao Liu's complexion quickly returned to normal, and he looked at Zhu Lan with heartfelt sincerity.

The latter shook her head and said, "I am from Changshu, Jiangsu Province, but my ancestral home is Mianyang, Sichuan Province. My husband is from Chengdu."

"When we calculated that Yifei's due date was May 512, I felt that it was a preordained arrangement. Everyone has seen what you and your husband have done for the disaster area. Good people will surely be rewarded."

Zhu Lan laughed and said, "You might think I'm a bit superstitious, but to be honest, I've been in this industry for two or three decades and have seen life and death. Some things are hard to explain with science. From the very beginning, I felt that these two babies would definitely be healthy and have a smooth life."

At 22, the mother was in the best physical condition of her life. Her family was well-off and had ample nutrition. In addition, she had access to a top-notch obstetrics team in the country, which meant she was in first-class condition for childbirth.

Moreover, Juran also had his own premonitions that couldn't be explained by science.

While not many Western doctors truly believe in Traditional Chinese Medicine, there are plenty who are somewhat superstitious, especially those in critical departments and positions like Zhu Lan's, who have witnessed countless life-and-death situations.

Even though she is already a director, doctoral supervisor, and foreign academician of the French Academy of Obstetrics and Gynecology, some of her intuitions developed through immersion in the industry are often proven true.

Mr. Lu smiled. He wasn't originally a superstitious person, until...

He looked at the two babies lying on his wife's chest: "The power of the 512 vow is too heavy and too great; they can't bear it."

"Today is a good day. It will remind my children often how hard their mother works for them."

"They don't need to remember, as long as they are healthy and safe." Xiao Liu's eyes never left the two little ones, and she now radiated a unique maternal glow.

Saying she walked through the gates of hell might be an exaggeration, but the arduous journey of her ten months of pregnancy until this afternoon and evening was truly unbearable; Liu Yifei had endured every kind of suffering she could possibly experience in her life.

Thankfully, everything from now on will be sweet.

"Okay, Yifei and the baby can rest for a while. The nurse will come later to take them to get the BCG and hepatitis B vaccines. These must be done within 24 hours."

Zhu Lan looked at the richest man in mainland China, who was also a gesticulating new father: "Mr. Lu, you can get the child's birth certificate after you are discharged from the hospital, but if you have decided on the name in advance, you can get it done at the hospital."

"Okay, I'll have to think about it."

Zhu Lan couldn't hide her weariness at this moment. After giving a few more instructions, she left. Xiao Liu looked at her husband with annoyance: "I told you to think about it earlier, but you insisted on waiting for the birth date and time. Now that you have it, do you hear me?"

"Don't be too casual!"

Mr. Lu said confidently, "No rush, the birth certificate can be processed anytime. You and Mom can think of a nickname first."

"He's just a kid, let's call him by his nickname for now." He glanced at his phone. "I'll go out and thank everyone first, then see them off from the hospital."

"Well, let's go."

……

The obstetrics outpatient clinic at Peking Union Medical College Hospital was already quite crowded. The medical staff moved the patients to the corridor of the special care ward to alleviate some of the staffing pressure.

There was no way around it; these people were all big stars, local politicians, and social elites. They probably heard that Xiao Liu had given birth and had connections to find out the location, so they all rushed over immediately.

There were even people like Feng Xiaogang who made a mistake in the afternoon, and now, realizing their mistake, sheepishly gave a gift and left.

He couldn't be sure if Boss Lu was targeting him and had leaked his story about Shen Xing to Xu Fan online, but even if he was, he could only pretend it wasn't true for now.

Fortunately, these people were all respectable and well-mannered in public places. No one made a loud noise. The nurses secretly took photos and gossiped, marveling at the female celebrities' beauty in private. In fact, some of them were much prettier than on camera.

For example, the fairy-like woman who was delivered in the afternoon, compared to her appearance in TV dramas and movies, is also incredibly pure and beautiful in real life without makeup.

There were also Jing Tian, ​​Su Chang, Zhou Xun, Tang Yan, Fan Bingbing, and others standing together, forming a small circle. Zhang Liangying and Yao Beina were performing out of town and might be a little late in returning.

Not long after Xiao Liu gave birth, another female celebrity broke through the crowd and walked over in high heels.

"Changchang, Tiantian, Sister Bingbing." Da Mimi was a little embarrassed at first, but her expression became much more natural afterward.

Xiao Liu wasn't so bored as to openly announce to all her girlfriends like a primary school student that she would "never hang out with big-breasted girls again."

But everyone here is an adult. After Huayi Brothers changed hands, Yang Mi joined LeTV Culture, and her interactions on Weibo disappeared. Plus, this time, as a celebrity partner in "Penguin Ranch," she sparked a small wave of online infighting between her fans and her idol's fans.

Even someone as naive as Jing Tian knows what's going on.

But as long as Liu Yifei doesn't point her finger at her and drive her away, Da Mimi is confident that she can bite the bullet and come here to offer her congratulations.

No matter how much hatred she harbored in her heart, she had to maintain a facade. She believed that Liu Yifei was not the kind of person who would kill, and now she was accumulating some capital for her future downfall.

For her, this kind of double-dealing is a routine operation.

Jing Tian and the others smiled at her, chatted briefly for a bit, and then stopped short of embarrassing her in front of others.

Only Bingbing completely ignored this traitor, walked away in her high heels, and went to chat with Han Shanping and the others.

These days, top female CEOs rarely have to compromise their principles.

In particular, Wuyue's films this year, including Stephen Chow's "A Chinese Odyssey," Lu Yang's "Brotherhood of Blades," and its own "My Love from the Star," are all in the midst of filming, and the company's stock price has been performing exceptionally well since stabilizing.

With a creak, the moment Boss Lu pushed open the delivery door, the noisy chatter in the corridor suddenly fell silent.

The smell of disinfectant was diluted by the perfume that wafted in. He squinted, and before him stood a large group of people, including local politicians and businessmen, business partners, film industry colleagues, and star directors. There were also people who had said goodbye to Chen Zhixi, who had come to help, left gifts, and left first; the latter was now whispering something to him.

This is where the host's experience in welcoming and seeing off guests comes into play. He first greeted the actresses he was close to, such as Jing Tian, ​​Su Chang, and Bing Bing, saying, "You all go in and get disinfected, just take a look and come out quickly, don't waste time."

The tone wasn't particularly polite, but everyone who heard it felt quite envious.

Those who can enter the house first are the closest people to Liu Yifei. Her aunt, uncle, and others have already left after they finished looking at the house.

Lu Kuan then stepped forward and shook hands with Secretary Pan and Secretary Zhang.

Secretary Pan thought that as long as he came out and showed his face, the task would be completed: "Leader Liu is still in a meeting, otherwise he would definitely come in person. Let's reschedule."

"He asked me to convey his congratulations to Comrade Lu Kuan on becoming a proud father, and to thank him for his contributions to the country's eugenics and the cultivation of future successors!"

Everyone laughed when they heard this; the news that Leader Liu was ranking the numbers had already spread like wildfire.

To be honest, Lao Han, who is in the system, and Zhang Lei, Cai Fuchao's secretary, were quite surprised to hear these words said in front of everyone.

This is an open and unreserved interaction with domestic business people. Both of them can leverage each other's influence, but given the heavier responsibilities Liu now bears, he must have absolute trust in Lu Kuan's stance, inclinations, and style of doing things.

Otherwise, he himself would also be affected if a black swan event were to occur.

From the beginning of the Beijing Olympics to the acquisition of domestic patents for drones and military-civilian cooperation, these two entities are already considered by insiders to be firmly bound strategic allies.

Zhang Lei came on behalf of Cai Fuchao. He naturally took the lead in front of Secretary Pan for the time being, since Cai was still the deputy for the time being. He only went up to exchange pleasantries after Secretary Pan left.

"Mr. Lu, the leader asked me to convey his congratulations to you. As for the Beiping Film Festival, we can schedule a time after you finish your work here."

Lu Kuan guessed that this was the matter, and replied with a smile, "Okay, no problem. Please thank Leader Cai for me."

Even if the Beiping Film Festival doesn't take his advice and insists on catching up with Category A films, he still has to cooperate closely.

Firstly, it's to gain control over the film evaluation system; secondly, this person is also a future leader in the cultural and media industry, so it's an early investment.

After the two chief secretaries left, they were immediately replaced by representatives from various bureaus in Beiping, or at least departments with which they had previously had contact.

For example, today I was in charge of clearing the way, which enabled Xiao Liu, whose water had broken, to get from Gongjian Hutong to the comrades from the Municipal Bureau and the local police station who were waiting to give birth at Xiehe Hospital in less than 10 minutes.

"Thank you so much, police officers! Thank you for helping people solve their problems."

"Not at all, it's my pleasure. We'll be going now. Congratulations, Mr. Lu."

Boss Lu warmly shook hands with them and greeted them, regardless of their position or status, and escorted them all to the elevator.

Putting everything else aside, today he is simply a father receiving blessings, and all those who come are thoughtful guests.

There's no way to avoid being contacted in a certain order, but everyone should be treated equally in terms of etiquette.

After several officials left, it was the film industry association, university, and government officials who arrived.

Boss Lu exchanged pleasantries with representatives from the Film Festival Association and the Beiping Federation of Literary and Art Circles. Then came Han Shanping and Zhang Heping from the Beijing People's Art Theatre, who were actually of higher rank and status. However, they were too familiar with each other to care about the order of precedence.

The richest man in mainland China nodded to the two men, then ignored them and shook hands with Lao Tian, ​​who was smiling at him.

"Teacher Tian, ​​you didn't even give me a chance to give you a gift during the New Year! How's 'The Wolf's Tale' coming along?"

"It's in post-production now, your 'Mending the Sky' movie..."

Boss Lu waved his hand: "50% off! And round it down! If it really doesn't work, you can pay me back, it's no problem!"

Lao Tian is now the head of the Directing Department at Beijing Film Academy, but he made a comeback last year with a fantasy film called "The Wolf's Tale," starring Joe Odagiri and Maggie Q. This marked his first foray into commercial films.

Tian Zhuangzhuang's face seemed to have deepened its lines, but he was in a great mood today.

Of course, it's not because I jokingly took advantage of Lu Kuan's position, but because I've watched this young director, who had to rely on his own help to make his first film a success, gradually build a huge foundation and achieve remarkable artistic accomplishments.

Becoming a father today marks a significant turning point in a man's maturity.

Lao Tian may not be a very successful director, but as the head of the Beijing Film Academy's department and a senior figure, he spares no effort in mentoring younger generations.

“I represent three parties today,” Tian Zhuangzhuang said with a smile. “First, Dean Zhang is on exchange at UCLA in the United States. He will definitely come to visit you when he comes back, after all, you two are both graduates of Beijing Film Academy.”

"Secondly, on behalf of Xuejian, you still remembered to visit him in the hospital during the Spring Festival. Xuejian's treatment is almost over, and he called me today specifically."

"Finally, on behalf of myself, congratulations, Xiaolu! You're going to be a father now!"

When Lu Kuan first came into this world, he used many people and also received genuine help from many people.

Some were not related to Zhuang Xu, which goes without saying, but there were also film industry veterans like Zhang Huijun, Zhang Yimou, and Tian Zhuangzhuang.

"Thank you, Teacher Tian. Without you, there would be no 'Whiplash'. I will always be grateful to you."

"Alright, you've already donated hundreds of millions to the Beijing Film Academy, you've already repaid that favor." Tian Zhuangzhuang waved his hand dismissively, "I'm leaving, I'll come back for a drink with you when the baby is a month old."

After gesturing to Lao Han, Zhang Heping, and others, he left, and Boss Lu escorted him to the elevator.

With a "ding-dong" sound, Zhang Yimou and his daughter Zhang Mo arrived somewhat late, and the two groups happened to meet.

Zhang Mo asked impatiently, "Director Lu, Xixi, she..."

“Very good, very good. Go in and see her.”

"Okay!" She was among the first to know that Liu Yifei was pregnant and took good care of her on the set of "Under the Hawthorn Tree".

Before Zhang Yimou could even speak to Lu Kuan, he reached out and grabbed his old classmate Tian Zhuangzhuang: "Are you leaving already? I specially rushed back from Tianjin. Let's go for a drink later."

He peeked inside and said, "President Han and Dean Zhang are both here. Xiao Lu can't make it today, so let's have a get-together."

Old Tian smacked his lips: "Alright, you're the big director, it's on you."

Everyone laughed, and then Zhang Yimou patted Lu Kuan on the shoulder vigorously: "You're really something, kid! Congratulations!"

"Hey! Not at all, you're still a bit worse than Director Zhang."

Lu Kuan whispered a riddle to Zhang Yimou: the old man had discussed Zhang Yimou's family situation with him during the filming of "Under the Hawthorn Tree," so he was naturally not worried that this fellow Beijing Olympic teammate and junior from Beijing Film Academy would be of no benefit to him.

He burst into laughter, saying, "You'll be thirty in two years, keep it up! Haha!"

Zhang Heping and Han Shanping lingered in the corner for a while before coming over when they saw Zhang Yimou and Tian Zhuangzhuang chatting happily.

The man with the crew cut feigned anger: "I'm telling you, you really don't treat us village chiefs like cadres at all. You just leave us aside without even asking us how we are doing?"

Zhang Heping chimed in, "Exactly! I'm here on behalf of the Beijing People's Art Theatre to express my condolences to our outstanding actors. You're showing so little respect for the family members' workplaces. It's outrageous!"

Boss Lu waved his hand, deciding not to argue with them today: "Director Zhang just suggested that you guys have a small get-together. I'll pay for tonight's expenses."

"You said it yourself!" The crew-cut man, his scheme succeeding, called to the others, "Let's find an expensive place later and give him a good beating!"

Old Tian is the least likely person to join in the fun, but today he's happy to play along: "You're saying you can eat him out of house and home... save your breath. We'll get a few bottles of good wine to drink later, that's for sure."

"Hahaha!" Boss Lu was in a good mood today, laughing and joking with them. He turned around and called out, "Ah Fei!"

"boss."

Lu Kuan turned to Xiao Pingtou, Zhang Heping and the others: "Where are you eating? Send me a message later, and I'll ask Afei to send you a few bottles of good wine, both white and foreign, as much as you want."

“I think this is a good idea.” Zhang Yimou nodded: “On set, I overheard Yi Fei and Mo’er chatting, saying that the two of them often drink and chat at home, and they must be getting good stuff from European wineries.”

Han Shanping said with satisfaction, "Great, then we've achieved our goal for today. By the way, congratulations on your upgrade! Comrade Richest Man!"

"Thank you, Mr. Han, but this is too perfunctory. I came all the way from the film set today. How could China Film Group come empty-handed?"

"Hey! That hits the nail on the head!" Zhang Heping's eyes lit up, and he then pulled an envelope out of his bag in a serious manner.

"This is a letter of condolence and a monetary gift from the trade union and the street women's federation to Comrade Yi Fei, an outstanding actress of the Beijing People's Art Theatre."

"The money isn't much, just 2000, but it's the organization's token of appreciation. As for the letter, let me read it briefly now!"

Huang Xiaoming, Zhang Guoli, and other celebrities from the Wenjie Group who were watching all laughed and applauded. They were considered the fourth tier after politics, business, and organizations, and would be "received" last.

Even though they are a class with a certain level of wealth and status compared to ordinary people, this industry and society are just that realistic.

But today, apart from those who are from within the industry or those who are just trying to get in by being there, everyone else who is here today is a close industry insider.

They didn't feel wronged at all, having waited outside the delivery room since the afternoon.

This is hardly the delivery room of the richest man's wife.
This is the richest man's reception room!
If you don't believe me, go and see how many people outside want to come but don't have the connections, or who simply don't know about this.
Zhang Heping coughed lightly twice:

To Comrade Xiao Liu—

"We are delighted to learn of the safe delivery of your twins today. On behalf of all our colleagues, the Beijing People's Art Theatre Union and the Women's Federation extend our sincerest congratulations!"

"As an outstanding young actor in our academy, you strive for excellence in your artistic creations and take responsibility in your life, demonstrating the fine qualities of a literary and artistic worker in the new era. We hope you can rest assured and return to the stage with renewed enthusiasm as soon as possible."

"Beiping People's Art Theatre, May 10, 2009."

The crowd cheered and applauded, which angered the nurses who dared not speak out. Liu's secretary had just left, and there were probably many important people in there now!

Boss Lu weighed the envelope on his fingers: "Look at this, this is what you call a professional team. Dean Zhang, isn't Xiao Liu on paid maternity leave?"

"Of course, maternity leave is 98 days according to regulations, and an additional 15 days for twins. Salary will be paid as usual, only performance subsidies will be suspended."

Zhang Yimou exclaimed, "That's why they say you're the richest man; who can compare to you?"

People are in high spirits when they have a happy event. There was another burst of laughter outside the delivery room. Zhuang Xu walked over with a smile and nodded to everyone. Then he whispered a few words to Lu Kuan.

"Don't come, don't come. We're all family, why be so polite?" Boss Lu was just trying to get rid of these people so he could go back and spend some quality time with his wife and kids. If these management team from Wenjie came again, there would inevitably be another round of pleasantries.

"Chen Zhixi, tell everyone that no one is allowed to miss the full moon celebration. Now focus on your work."

"Yes, Mr. Lu."

Han Shanping noticed the weariness in his eyes and knew it was time to retreat after all the commotion.

"Then we'll be going now. Let's get together again another day when you're free."

The other actors had met and become acquainted with each other today, and had also chatted and joked with the chairman of China Film Group and the president of Beijing People's Art Theatre. They had achieved their purpose for coming and all offered their congratulations and left with good manners.

Lu Kuan and Zhuang Xu saw everyone off, and the area outside the special delivery room was instantly empty. However, they knew that these people would likely be surrounded and chased by reporters outside the hospital.

After all the welcoming and seeing off, it was already 11 p.m.

Zhuang Xu then had a chance to chat with him about company matters: "With the Korean wave scandal escalating and the popularity of Yifei's production, the momentum of 'Wenjie Farm' is predictable. I've been meeting with Gao Jun and the others these past two days to discuss the subsidy program for next month."

Currently, the farm game has accumulated more than 6 million yuan in "movie special funds" for Wenjie Tickets. With Hollywood blockbusters such as "Night at the Museum", "Transformers 2" and "G.I. Joe" coming in June, it is time to really compete with Damai.cn.

Boss Lu nodded: "Okay, you talk to them first. I'll go to the company in a couple of days when Xiao Liu and the children's condition has stabilized."

Zhuang Xu told Su Chang to leave, but Lu Kuan suddenly remembered what Bingbing had just told him: "There's another event marketing you need to ask Weibo to cooperate with. That Han Geng from Super Junior has been poached by Wuyue Culture. He's going to file a contract termination lawsuit against SM in Seoul in a few days. Let's generate some buzz for him."

"Han Geng? Isn't he the only Chinese member of that lousy group? This..." Zhuang Xu looked at his calm expression and instantly understood that this was also a combination of factors with the Korean wave scandal that was brewing today.

The massive exposé of the Korean Wave scandal is still in full swing, and Tencent and Hunan TV haven't even figured out how to handle this public opinion crisis yet, and now they've pulled this stunt.
In fact, Han Gengben in his previous life would have terminated his contract with SM in December, mainly because he was dissatisfied with the company's "slave contract".

Now, with Bingbing's planning, they can dig ahead and take advantage of Han Geng's popularity in China, such as the box office success of popcorn movies like "The Ex-Files" which he directed in his previous life. They can also guide his solo fans to turn against him and launch a holy war against the Korean companies that exploit "Gie Gie".

Furthermore, the current upheavals into Korean entertainment companies already include criticisms of their rigid hierarchies and exploitative systems, as seen in the "Jang Ja-yeon" incident. The "slave contract" scandal involving Korean entertainment companies will undoubtedly amplify the popularity of this narrative.

Zhuang Xu and Su Chang, who had just finished watching her best friend leave satisfied, said goodbye together. Even as they stood in the elevator, Zhuang Xu was still secretly marveling at the ruthlessness of Su Chang's methods.

First, they used the Jang Ja-yeon incident to ignite public opinion, then obtained internal documents through CJ Entertainment, escalating the case into a nationwide discussion about "entertainment slavery under the control of conglomerates."
Further pressured Han to terminate his contract and disclosed SM Entertainment's terms such as "13-year contract, 10% revenue sharing, and forced drinking," thus confirming the label of a slave contract;
Finally, public opinion was guided to condemn the management company, leading fans to spontaneously form a "liberate idols" movement.

This combination of tactics first used South Korean local media to expose its own shortcomings, then had Chinese artists working in South Korea speak out, ultimately achieving the goal of diminishing the influence of the Korean wave on the surface. This approach avoided the controversy of cultural protectionism while completely shaking the commercial foundation of Korean entertainment in China.

It's unlikely that the relationship will be completely severed, but it will definitely deal a devastating blow to Tencent and Hunan TV!

In particular, the drama "Boys Over Flowers," which is currently airing, is a drama in which Jang Ja-yeon directly starred.

After finally seeing everyone off, Lu Kuan breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the maternity ward after disinfecting.

He excitedly pushed open the door and saw Bingbing and Jingtian standing by the bed, looking at the two babies in Xiao Liu's arms with envy.

(End of this chapter)