This director is vindictive.

Chapter 380 This is a Mahjong Game, Chen Mo: Nobody Understands Hot and Spicy Things Better Than Me

Yang Mi finally got tired of fighting.

He plopped down on the mat and reached out to Chen Mo to help him take off his boxing gloves.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yuqi immediately took off her boxing gloves and came over, her sports vest still glistening with sweat: "She certainly knows how to pick her timing, isn't she? She's taking advantage of our current surge in online traffic, hasn't she?"

He deliberately bumped Chen Mo with his shoulder and said, "Some people rejected me so decisively that I had to take a roundabout approach!"

Chen Mo glared at her irritably, and while helping Yang Mi take off her gloves, he said, "The movie is nothing special, but I really can't help with the promotion. There are two reasons for this: firstly, I don't really like the movie, and secondly, the movie is a bit special."

"Special?" Fan Binbin asked, puzzled.

“Yeah, the marketing for this movie went too far.” Chen Mo stood up, and Zhang Yuqi and Fan Binbin helped him remove his gear, one on each side.

Fan Binbin asked thoughtfully, "You mean losing weight?"

Chen Mo nodded, picked up two bottles of water, unscrewed them, took a sip, and then handed them to Yang Mi.

"This movie keeps hyping up her losing 100 pounds, but have you noticed? There are almost no photos of her after losing weight online. It's really keeping netizens on tenterhooks!"
This directly led to the movie being labeled as a weight-loss movie!
And the topic of weight loss, frankly speaking, while very attractive to you women, is also the easiest to be criticized!

"You mean you don't think this movie will be successful?" Yang Mi asked, taking a sip of water.

Chen Mo shook his head and said, "Quite the opposite! This movie has the potential to be a huge hit."

"That's something that's really got them all stumped."

“She knows how to use her strengths. There are too few female directors in the entertainment industry, and you all know the current situation and atmosphere. So, this movie is not lacking in hype,” Chen Mo said.

"However, this film is destined to cause a lot of controversy, especially with this kind of publicity strategy."

"No matter what I say when I help with publicity, to be honest, it's very easy for it to backfire, because I'm a man!" Chen Mo said.

He understands this all too well.

Especially his own style, he's a master of yin and yang, so movie fans and the media will read whatever he dares to say in a distorted way.

At that time, Chen Mo will probably get himself into a lot of trouble.

"So I refused?" Fan Binbin asked.

Chen Mo shook his head and said, "That's not necessary. It's no big deal to help out, since the company has also invested."

"Besides, you're women, so it's not a big deal for you to say a few good words about her movie and promote it."

"Guess how I would promote this movie if I were to review it?" Chen Mo asked with a smile.

Fan Binbin stroked his delicate chin and plopped down next to Chen Mo.

"Tell me quickly, I'm quite curious."

Yang Mi and Zhang Yuqi were equally curious, after all, their men's sarcastic comments at premieres always made headlines.

Chen Mo grabbed a bottle of mineral water and gulped it down, laughing as he said, "If I were to promote this movie, I would only write eight words: 'Jia Ling has lost weight, and the box office is in!'"

The gym fell silent instantly. The three women looked at each other, then suddenly burst into laughter at the same time.

Yang Mi laughed and patted the cushion: "As expected of you, this copywriting is ten times better than their official Weibo account!"

Fan Binbin wiped away tears of laughter from the corners of his eyes: "No wonder Jia Ling insisted on finding you; you have such a talent for reverse marketing."

"So now you understand why I refused, right?"

Chen Mo shrugged: "If I really post this, I'm afraid tomorrow's trending topic will be #ChenMoMomocksJiaLing#."

"And that's not all. Maybe those young ladies will stir up trouble and say that I, Director Chen, am suppressing and discriminating against female directors."

"Isn't that a bit much?" Fan Binbin frowned slightly.

"Hehe, things could be even more fantastical than this. Besides, everyone knows about my relationship with you guys," Chen Mo said, pursing his lips.

"As for you guys, it doesn't matter. If you're free, you can help shout a few slogans. If you find it troublesome, then forget it. Don't worry about whether the company has invested or not," Chen Mo said indifferently.

He has never been the type to be a chauvinist. When it comes to women, unless it involves matters of principle, he is usually quite open-minded.

Moreover, it's perfectly reasonable for them to help promote the movie; after all, the entertainment industry is all about personal relationships.

"Alright, let's not talk about that. We're all sweaty and sticky. How about we go take a bath together?" Chen Mo couldn't help but look at the three women after their workout.

Before Chen Mo finished speaking, his gaze had already swept over the three men's tight-fitting sports vests, which were soaked with sweat.

Fan Binbin's black vest clung to her skin, and sweat pooled in the hollows of her collarbone, trembling slightly with her rapid breathing, outlining her full and alluring curves, like a ripe peach, radiating the rosy glow and warmth of exercise.

As Yang Mi's high ponytail swung, a few glistening beads of sweat splashed out, sliding down her slender swan neck and disappearing into the depths of her barely visible collar, leaving a damp trail that made her skin appear even more radiant and translucent. Zhang Yuqi was the most unrestrained, directly pulling open her collar to fan herself. A bead of sweat, about to fall, clung to the edge of her athletic shorts, swaying slightly with her light movements. It reflected a delicate halo under the light, as if it were about to drip at any moment, yet lingered there, adding a touch of alluring tension.

"Have you seen enough?" Yang Mi pressed her boxing gloves against Chen Mo's chest, her sweaty temples clinging to her flushed cheeks, her fox-like eyes still brimming with fighting spirit, while a provocative smile played on her lips.

Chen Mo's Adam's apple bobbed twice, then he suddenly reached out and gently brushed his thumb across the glistening bead of sweat on her nose, chuckling softly, "Isn't this just waiting for approval?"

Zhang Yuqi had already kicked off her sneakers and stepped barefoot onto Chen Mo's instep, her toes maliciously grinding against it, her voice tinged with a hint of spoiled arrogance: "You're approved to be a bathhouse attendant~"

She deliberately stood on her tiptoes, her taut calves showing smooth and firm lines. Her workout pants created a breathtaking curve at the junction of her hips and thighs, and her full buttocks trembled slightly with her movements, like a silent seduction. Well, Chen Mo admitted that it was indeed hard to resist.

Fan Binbin chuckled softly, slowly unfastening the metal buckle of her boxing gloves with a soft "click," accompanied by her lazy teasing: "If someone keeps staring at me like this, the pool water might boil over."

Chen Mo swallowed hard, his throat tightening. He could only pretend to be calm as he got up and headed towards the changing room.

Inside the dressing room, the rising heat made the air sticky, and three graceful figures were projected as hazy silhouettes onto the frosted glass—long legs, slender waists, and full curves, every inch of them faintly visible, like a carefully designed temptation.

Okay, it's not my imagination, they did it on purpose.

Although they are an old married couple, they know Chen Mo's preferences all too well and don't mind showing him their graceful figures.

The results were clearly better than expected; of course, how could they not be good?
All three women are top-tier beauties and have amazing figures in the entertainment industry; any one of them could easily outshine many others, let alone all three together.

Even Chen Mo couldn't take it anymore! He admitted that he was a complete pervert!

As soon as Chen Mo pushed open the bathroom door, warm steam rushed towards him, instantly blurring his vision.

Yang Mi was adjusting the jacuzzi with her back to him. When she bent over, her spine was clearly visible, like a string of pearls disappearing into the edge of her swim trunks, its full and rounded curves appearing particularly alluring in the mist.

Fan Binbin stood beside the aromatherapy lamp, flicking his wrist to drip essential oil into the lamp. With the movement, the collar of his bathrobe slid down halfway, revealing half of his snow-white shoulder. His collarbone was deep, and his skin glowed with a radiant sheen under the light, perfectly embodying the phrase "old shoulder with a cunning heart."

Of course, compared to Yang Mi, Pang Bing's large plate is the real example of a good fertility, and at this moment, it is particularly outstanding, making Chen Mo almost unable to resist taking a bite.

Zhang Yuqi stood in front of the mirror, her red lips tucked into a hair tie, her hands gathering her long hair into a bun. She raised an eyebrow at him in the mirror, her eyes filled with blatant provocation: "What are you standing there for? Go easy on me."

"Cough cough." Chen Mo coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment and walked to the bathtub to start turning on the water.

The moment the warm water flowed over Yang Mi's waist, Chen Mo was suddenly pulled into the bathtub by three hands at the same time! Amidst the splashing water and bubbling bubbles, he felt his body completely enveloped by softness and warmth.

Fan Binbin whispered in his ear, her breath hot, her voice laced with laughter: "Now you know what 'hot and fiery' means?"

Although Chen Mo had played Dou Dizhu a few times, he had played mahjong relatively rarely.

In games like Dou Dizhu (a popular Chinese card game), he's always the landlord, but in Mahjong, it's not always the case who wins and who gets the winning tile.

In short, a hot and exciting mahjong game is truly mahjong!
In this respect, Chen Mo still has to thank Jia Ling. After all, without her, it wouldn't have been so easy for him to put together this mahjong game.

The three women ultimately decided to get involved.

Fan Binbin was the first to post on Weibo.

She posted a nine-grid photo of herself boxing training on Weibo, her black sports vest soaked with sweat, with the caption: "After boxing training, I finally dare to drink a whole glass of water (laughs) @Jia Ling Thank you 'Hot and Spicy' for letting me unlock a new skill #Women'sPower#.

As a true top star in the entertainment industry, Fan Haomei has always maintained high popularity.

This wave of Weibo posts attracted the attention of countless netizens.

The comments section exploded instantly:
"Fat Bing is gone forever. Sister, you call this fat? Her waist is thinner than an A4 sheet of paper!"

"If Fan Bingbing practices boxing, who will she hit with her powerful punches? @ChenMo!"

"My sister is killing me! This photo is irresistible! I'm so envious of Chen Mo!"

However, some critics commented: "It's just a show! If they really practiced boxing, their fingernails would have broken long ago."

Fan Binbin immediately replied by posting a close-up of his filed-down nails!

That night, #FanBinbinBoxingNail# trended on Weibo. When Jia Ling reposted it, she cleverly incorporated a line from a movie: "The first lesson boxing taught me was to treat doubts as punching bags."

This time, Fan Binbin truly demonstrated Fan Bingbing's influence.

The entry has countless comments.

"Are Fan Bingbing's boxing gloves studded with diamonds? One punch from them would be worth half a year's salary for me! But seriously, those muscle lines are amazing. Director Chen should probably sleep with one eye open at night (doge emoji) #FanBinbinBoxingNail#"

"Finally, a female celebrity isn't marketing herself as 'fair-skinned, young, and slim'! Fan Binbin's sweaty, bare-faced boxing practice photos are ten times more beautiful than her retouched red carpet pictures! I support all women to gain weight if they want and to exercise if they want, just don't follow that movie's example of treating weight loss as a monument to merit! #RejectBodyAnxiety#"

"Looking for a link to the same sports vest! Also, just a little whisper: Fan Bingbing's gloves didn't have the Velcro properly fastened. Was Chen Mo just looking at her chest when he helped her put on the gloves? (From a microscope-like girl's gaze)"

(End of this chapter)