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Chapter 376 Second Trip to Hollywood

The convoy slowly drove into the manor.

The villa was built in the very center of the estate. In front of the villa was a lawn divided into two sections by three wide stone paths, but it was no longer clear that it was a lawn because the withered grass was thickly covered by heavy snow.

Next to the stone path on the left side of the grass is a garden with many newly planted trees. Now they are bare, with hardly any leaves left and the branches have been pruned. The base of the tree trunks is wrapped with hemp rope more than a meter high, making them look extremely ugly.

Next to the grassy stone path on the right is the indoor sports field, which covers a considerable area and is only one floor lower than the villa. He Daqi has not been inside, but according to Zhou Huimin, it has already been renovated, especially the underground swimming pool, which is built very luxuriously.

He Daqi opened the door of the nanny van and said with a smile to the three children who were peering out the window, "Go down and run around for a bit. Don't take off your gloves, or I'll get a scolding if your hands get cold."

The three little ones were Huanhuan and Lele from He Daqi's family, and Xiao Charlie from He Bing's family. From the moment the convoy entered the manor, the three of them pressed their eyes against the car window, staring intently at the two large expanses of snow, jumping and skipping around, clearly filled with anticipation.

Upon hearing He Daqi's words, they quickly jumped out of the car, laughing as they left three footprints in the snow. They squatted down, eager to make snowballs, remembering He Daqi's instructions and still wearing their gloves.

"Daqi, is this entire manor?" The old lady got out of the car, looked around the manor, and asked with a slight frown.

“Yes.” He Daqi nodded with a smile.

How much money would that cost...?

The old lady was a little worried. When they arrived, her eldest grandson had said that the new house was very big, but she hadn't expected it to be this big.

Hearing that her granddaughter-in-law designed the new house, the old lady was thinking of taking a stroll around and visiting it. Now she can forget about it; she'll probably have to spend half a day just walking around the villa.

Clearly, this mansion didn't quite align with the old lady's values. She wanted to say a few words, but then she remembered that the estate was built by her grandson and granddaughter-in-law, two generations removed, so some things were harder to say.

She glanced at her husband and noticed that Grandpa He was also looking at her and gently shaking his head. So the old lady smacked her lips, said nothing, and turned to go to the three children.

Go and comfort the kids. Young people have their own lives; as long as they're happy, that's all that matters.

At this moment, Li Haiyang and He Bing got out of the back car, looked around, and Li Haiyang said in surprise, "Wow! Daqi, did you build yourself a castle?"

"No! I just wanted a bigger place to stay." He Daqi chuckled.

"Isn't this way too big? Do we need to keep several electric bikes at home, so we can ride them from the bedroom to the dining room in the morning?"

“Auntie, you’re exaggerating a bit…” He Daqi replied, scratching his head.

Li Haiyang made a couple of jokes and then stopped. He came over, took Zhou Huimin's hand, and started asking her all sorts of questions. The two chatted and laughed as they entered the villa.

After hearing his aunt's words, He Daqi imagined the scene and suddenly realized that the house he lived in was too big and might not be convenient at all.

He Bing stood beside He Daqi, clicking his tongue in amazement. He watched the three mischievous children running around the old man and woman not far away, lit a cigarette with a chuckle, and said, "You really have money to burn."

"My pleasure."

He Daqi had originally wanted to show off in front of his family, but instead received few kind words, which left him feeling very hurt.

Sigh! It seems I'll have to wait until my child starts school and then have them describe this big house in their composition for the teacher.

Thinking of this, He Daqi bent down, kneaded a snowball, and gently tossed it onto the hat of little Charlie, who was running happily not far away. Little Charlie was startled and turned to look at him. He Daqi immediately pointed to the side and said, "Your dad threw it. Quick, make a snowball and throw it back to get revenge."

He Bing was amused and kicked He Daqi.

With He Daqi leading the way, the three little ones started making snowballs and throwing them over here with big smiles. It was clear that they had wanted to do this earlier, but with Grandpa He and Grandma He around, they didn't dare to cause too much trouble.

He Daqi is quite successful; he's happily preparing to have a snowball fight with three three-year-old children.

Finally, He Bing couldn't stand it anymore and grabbed his arm, dragging him into the villa.

……

……

Box office figures tend to grow more slowly over time.

After finishing the roadshow on New Year's Day, the box office of "When My Flowers Bloom, All Others Wither" rebounded by 10 million yuan. However, just two days later, the box office had dropped to just over 5 million yuan per day.

This is already quite good. In this day and age, piracy is rampant, and this achievement has exceeded many people's expectations.

It will continue to fall. Without applying for an extension, it would be virtually impossible to reach 3.6 million within a month, which is a bit of a drawback. However, even if it reaches 3.6 million after the extension, it will still be considered a record-breaking achievement.

He Daqi was too lazy to look at the box office data. This period of time was very precious to him. He only had a week off. Next Monday, he would have to fulfill his promise and fly to the White Eagle to join the cast of Rush Hour 3.

So He Daqi is now eager to make up for all the sleep he missed before. He absolutely will not get out of bed until he is woken up by hunger or the urge to urinate.

Today was the same. It was 10:30, and Vivian Chow was already up doing yoga, but he was still fast asleep.

Jingle Bell!
The ringing of his cell phone startled him from his sweet dream, and He Daqi answered it groggily.

"Mr. He, I'm getting married this Saturday!"

Um? Who?

He Daqi slightly opened his eyes, took the phone from his ear to his face, and looked at the name. Oh! It was Yan Jiu calling.

"Congratulations..." He Daqi started to say, then suddenly realized what he was doing and exclaimed, "You're going to marry Li Yixin?"

"Yes, this Saturday, January 6th, the 18th of the 11th lunar month."

"Did your father agree?" He Daqi continued to ask.

"agreed."

Wow! Good heavens! They actually succeeded!
Would I be considered a matchmaker?
"This Saturday, right? I'll definitely go!"

After exchanging a few words of blessing, He Daqi hung up the phone, then walked out of the bedroom in his pajamas. He cheekily kicked Zhou Huimin's butt while she was practicing yoga. When she turned around and glared at him, He Daqi grinned and said, "We're going to Macau on Friday night. Yan Jiu is getting married to Li Yixin on Saturday."

"Really? Tell me the details!"

Zhou Huimin's gossipy nature prevented her from getting up to take revenge. Instead, she clicked her tongue in amazement and pulled He Daqi aside, wanting him to explain in detail.

He Daqi doesn't know much more than Zhou Huimin, so what can he say at this point?

After stammering for a while, Zhou Huimin remembered the guy's jerk behavior earlier, so she rushed over with her head down, ready to take revenge.

……

Saturday, Haojiang.

As a top-tier second-generation heir in Macau, Yan Jiu's wedding was no small affair. Especially since his family owned an entertainment complex, people from all walks of life came to offer their congratulations.

He Daqi and Zhou Huimin kept a low profile and didn't join in the commotion. They went directly to the hotel to wait for the wedding banquet.

Wang Rui and Lin Jie were also there. They were even more low-key, dressed up like celebrities even more than He Daqi. They specifically chose to wear masks that covered most of their faces. If you didn't know better, you would think they were two assassins.

It was almost noon, and He Daqi, getting a little bored from playing on his phone, started whispering to Wang Rui about gossip. Wang Rui knew quite a bit about Yan Jiu's wedding.

"Brother Rui, are you saying that Li Yixin's family didn't agree to her marrying into the family, and then Li Yixin didn't agree and made the decision on her own?"

"Her father even sent people to try and take Li Yixin back to South Korea, but unfortunately, her family's influence in Macau is negligible. The people who came were sent back as soon as they got off the plane by that kid Yan Jiu." Wang Rui shook his head with a light laugh.

This gossip amused Zhou Huimin, who had been eavesdropping, and she nudged He Daqi, urging him to continue asking questions.

Helpless, since his wife wanted to hear it, He Daqi could only continue gossiping: "After Yan Jiu got married, did he stay in Haojiang to take over the family affairs?"

"No, he's just someone who takes money from the family trust. There are several capable people in his generation, so it's not his turn. He'll be the same as before and the same as before. He'll go to work. If he doesn't go to work, he'll just stay at home having babies every day."

Hearing Wang Rui say this, Zhou Huimin asked in surprise, "That's not right, is it? How will his father's inheritance be divided? Will it only go to those who are capable?"

"There will be profit-sharing rights, but absolutely no management rights. It's different here than in Hong Kong. If the successor isn't chosen carefully, it could be fatal," Wang Rui explained vaguely.

As the group was chatting, the music changed, the hotel's auditorium doors opened, and the newlyweds walked hand in hand into the venue.

He Daqi stopped chatting with Wang Rui and started clapping happily. This was the first time he had attended someone else's wedding since he transmigrated, and he just wanted to have a good time.

I don't know how it was arranged, but it was somewhat simplified. Maybe it was because the bride's parents didn't come. The emcee hosted for a short while, and the bride and groom finished drinking the nuptial wine. Then Yan Jiu's father went up and said a few words, and then it was time for the newlyweds to toast.

He Daqi watched expectantly, just waiting for Yan Jiu to come over so he could tease him a bit, but he didn't expect that Yan Jiu's first words would leave him dumbfounded.

"Mr. He, you're flying Bald Eagle on the 8th, right? Don't worry, I definitely won't let it interfere with my work. I'll go with you."

He Daqi looked at him with a puzzled expression, and asked somewhat blankly, "No! You just got married, you're not on a honeymoon yet..."

"Cough! Cough!" Yan Jiu interrupted him with a cough.

Wang Rui smiled and patted He Daqi's arm, signaling him not to ask anymore.

He Daqi observed the people following Yan Jiu and Li Yixin and wisely kept his mouth shut.

Two days later.

On the plane, He Daqi learned why Yan Jiu was so eager to go to Bald Eagle with him.

Looking at Yan Jiu, who was sighing and complaining, He Daqi felt a sense of sympathy for him.

"You mean, because your older brother is so successful, your grandma wants to keep you at home so you can have as many children as possible?"

"Yes... My grandfather had four wives, and my grandmother was the first, so we are the eldest son's wife. My grandmother is quite stubborn and always wants to compete with her aunts. Our generation has the most children, six in total. She couldn't persuade my father and uncle to stay, so she wanted to surpass the other wives' wives in the next generation. My marriage just happened to fulfill the old lady's wish..."

“Brother, I understand you.” He Daqi patted him on the shoulder.

You don't understand anything! Your family isn't pressuring you to have children!

Yan Jiu pouted in frustration and didn't respond to He Daqi.

Unfortunately, he didn't know that He Daqi truly understood him.

……

……

This is my second time visiting Bald Eagle.

This time was better; at least I didn't encounter anything too complicated after leaving the airport.

It's also possible that he didn't encounter any psychopaths because Jackie Chan sent a car to pick him up.

"Qi Zai, you can stay here with me from now on. You've come at just the right time. The director is hosting a party tonight, and you've just happened to be there."

As soon as He Daqi got out of the car, Cheng Long gave him a hug, then winked and said in a knowing tone.

"Is this the kind of party I'm thinking of?"

Jackie Chan grinned and bumped shoulders with He Daqi: "What do you think? Our film's director is an expert in this area, especially when it comes to picking girls, which suits my taste perfectly."

Wow, a foreign woman! I've never tried that before!

He Daqi rubbed his hands together, happily deciding to go and see for himself that evening.

It's a pity. He did see something, and the girls here were indeed very uninhibited. After a few drinks, they started behaving wildly on the sofa without any regard for others. But that had nothing to do with He Daqi.

Not long after the party started, Jackie Chan coldly pulled Ho Tai-kai, who was still eager to see more, away.

"Brother, why are you in such a hurry to leave? I haven't even finished my drink yet."

"Damn it! Someone's smoking something in the bathroom! We agreed not to do this! These idiots are bound to cause trouble sooner or later! Sigh... another party I can't go to."

He Daqi was taken aback upon hearing this, secretly glad that Cheng Long was knowledgeable and experienced. Although he didn't know if the police in the United States would investigate parties of Hollywood celebrities, if they did, he would have no way to explain himself. He Daqi had just gotten off the plane today, and encountering this mess was no ordinary trouble.

The two returned home disappointed and drank alone, feeling listless, and went to bed early. This made the Dragon and Tiger brothers, who had been secretly observing He Daqi, secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

The next day, He Daqi got up early to prepare to go to the film set with Cheng Long.

After waiting for a long time, Cheng Long yawned and told him that he didn't need to go today.

"What's wrong? Is it closed on Tuesdays here?"

"How could we possibly have a day off on Tuesday? The director was investigated last night. Because he was not thinking clearly, he didn't have time to notify his assistant. He was only released on bail at 3 a.m., so we can't start work today."

What the hell is going on?
He Daqi squinted at Cheng Long, secretly wondering if it was Cheng Long who had reported him last night, given how badly his brother looked.
"The director is in trouble, isn't the film production company going to take responsibility?"

"It's a minor matter, commonplace here. It only takes a day to stop because of this. The director will lose money, and they don't plan to replace him, so it doesn't matter to the film production company."

He Daqi has learned a lot. He can't just stay at Cheng Long's house all day with nothing to do. Shouldn't he go out for a stroll?
The problem is that the last experience was so bizarre that He Daqi is now reluctant to go out for a stroll.

(End of this chapter)