This director is vindictive.

Chapter 612 Twenty years have passed, and your acting skills still have a lot of room for improvement!
In Jiuzhaigou, Sichuan, the clear water reflects the green peaks. On the misty mountain paths, Chen Mo holds Liu Yifei's hand and strolls along the filming locations of "The Return of the Condor Heroes".

Twenty years have passed, and the scenery here remains as picturesque as ever. However, the bustling atmosphere of filming back then has long since faded away, leaving only tranquility.

"It's been twenty years." Liu Yifei looked at the waterfall in front of her, a hint of nostalgia flashing in her eyes.

"The conditions for filming back then were much tougher than they are now," Chen Mo said with a smile, squeezing her hand. "But the final result is still praised as a classic."

This is something that must be said. It explains why, despite so many remakes of Jin Yong's works, the older versions are still considered the best. While the filters certainly play a part, the filming techniques of that era were indeed very different from those of today.

Liu Yifei nodded slightly, her gaze falling on the rushing waterfall, her voice softening: "Back when we were filming the scenes in the Valley of Heartbreak, I almost got swept away by the water here."

Chen Mo frowned, recalling the news from years ago: "Was it that accident?"

"Yes." Liu Yifei nodded, a hint of lingering fear in her eyes: "The current was very strong at that time. I was filming on the rocks, and I lost my footing and was almost swept into the water. Fortunately, Brother Xiaoming reacted quickly and saved me immediately."

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo squeezed her hand and said earnestly, "Then I really have to thank him properly another day. If it weren't for him, I might have lost a wonderful wife."

Liu Yifei was amused by him and lightly punched him: "Come on."

Chen Mo looked at her with a smile in his eyes: "To be honest, the actors back then really went all out. The environment was poor and the equipment was rudimentary, but the shows you made are still much better than some of the 'big productions' now."

Liu Yifei blinked and teased, "What, does Mr. Chen think my acting skills have deteriorated?"

"That's not true."

Chen Mo shrugged, somewhat teasingly saying, "Your acting skills have improved quite a bit, but some people might just put all their talent points into their looks."

Liu Yifei glared at him, feigning anger: "Are you praising me or insulting me?"

Chen Mo laughed heartily and put his arm around her shoulder: "Of course I'm praising you. After all, you're a fairy descended to earth. It's already good enough that you can act. What more could you want?"

As the two laughed and joked, a mountain breeze blew from afar, carrying a cloud of mist. Sunlight pierced through the mist and shone on the waterfall, creating a scene reminiscent of the fairyland in the old play.

Looking at the beautiful scenery before him, Chen Mo couldn't help but sigh, "Time flies so fast. So many years have passed in the blink of an eye. You've gone from Little Dragon Girl to Mrs. Chen."

Liu Yifei leaned on his shoulder and whispered, "But nothing here has changed; it's still so beautiful."

"Yes."

Chen Mo nodded: "However, the conditions on set are definitely much better now than they were back then. At least you won't have to take any risks anymore."

Liu Yifei smiled and said, "We were young back then, so it's normal to take a chance."

"Tsk, as expected of the fairy sister, her professionalism hasn't changed at all," Chen Mo joked. "As for her acting skills... there's still a lot of room for improvement."

"Chen! Mo!" Liu Yifei angrily raised her hand to hit him.

Chen Mo laughed and dodged her, then took her hand and said, "Alright, alright, stop fooling around. Come on, I'll take you out for a nice meal to make it up to you."

The setting sun cast long shadows on the two of them, reflecting in the landscape that held so many memories.

After leaving the scenic area, Chen Mo and Liu Yifei arrived at a restaurant and naturally started chatting while waiting for their food.

The topics of conversation inevitably included the currently hotly debated Chen Mo fan club and domestically produced cars.

"Lei Jun hasn't made up his mind yet? I saw that the Hong Kong stock market closed today, and Dami Technology's stock price dropped another three points." Liu Yifei scrolled through her phone, her tone tinged with schadenfreude.

"What's the rush? It's not that easy."

Chen Mo shook his head with a smile: "Don't be fooled by his high net worth. He wouldn't be so quick to throw around hundreds of millions of dollars all at once."

Liu Yifei blinked: "Isn't he known as the 'Cash King'? What, he can't even part with this little bit of money?"

"Cash King?" Chen Mo scoffed. "That's because we have money in our pockets, so we can spend it however we want. If we lose, it's our own problem, and nobody can stop us. But he's different—"

He counted on his fingers for her: "Dami Technology is a listed company. Every large expenditure has to be explained to the shareholders. Do you think those old foxes on the board would agree to him spending money so lavishly? Besides, no matter how powerful Lei Jun is, he can't use the company's money as a personal charitable foundation."

"Moreover, the real economy is different from ours."

Chen Mo leaned back lazily in his chair: "When we make movies, the investment cycle is shorter and the capital return is faster compared to doing real business. Whether we make a profit or a loss is our own business. They manufacture cars and mobile phones. Research and development, production and sales, every link requires money. Their cash flow is very tight. Unlike us, we can throw money around without even frowning."

Liu Yifei pondered: "So... he actually wants to spend money to salvage his reputation, but he's afraid of the financial strain?"

"Yes!"

Chen Mo snapped his fingers: "That's typical entrepreneurial thinking—money should be spent wisely, and even when throwing money around, you have to calculate the rate of return. Unlike me, when I throw money around, I don't even consider whether I'll make a profit or not, I just want to have some fun!"

Liu Yifei couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Then why don't you sprinkle some for me?"

Chen Mo raised an eyebrow: "What, haven't I given away enough money before? Shares, houses, cars, jewelry—aren't they all real money?" "That's different," Liu Yifei said, giving him a playful glare. "What I want is the kind of joy that comes from openly giving away money!"

"Sure," Chen Mo grinned mischievously. "How about I do a live stream tomorrow and give away a 'boyfriend just like Liu Yifei'?"

"You dare!" Liu Yifei lunged at him and pinched him.

As the two were laughing and joking, Chen Mo's phone suddenly vibrated; it was a message from Lei Jun.

He glanced down at it, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Oh, it seems Mr. Lei is really in a hurry."

"What do you mean?" Liu Yifei leaned closer to look.

"He asked me, if we were really going to throw money around, how would we maximize the effect?"

Chen Mo waved his phone: "To put it bluntly, I just want to spend the least amount of money to show off the most."

Liu Yifei chuckled: "Then how will you reply?"

Chen Mo typed rapidly without looking up: "I told him—either don't play, or don't be stingy! Do you really think netizens are idiots? You think you can fool them by giving them a few phones? If you're going to give, give them big ones, give them something substantial, give them something that will make the whole internet kneel down and call you daddy!"

Liu Yifei laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight: "Are you encouraging him to spend money?"

Chen Mo shrugged, looking completely innocent: "I'm just doing my best to help someone through to the end. As for whether he dares to go along with it, that depends on his guts."

But to be fair, using other people's money to give out benefits and throw money around—that's what really feels good!

"Moreover, GAC Toyota has recently set an example for other new energy vehicle companies. Now it's not just them who are anxious; I guess the shareholders of Dami Technology are also anxious," Chen Mo said with a hint of schadenfreude.

"Actually, I find it quite strange. When manufacturing cars, shouldn't safety be the top priority? If a car spontaneously combusts due to issues with its three-electric system, shouldn't the manufacturer be held responsible? Besides, there don't seem to be that many cars spontaneously combusting. Why don't other car companies think of this?" Liu Yifei, who was obviously aware of the news, asked with some curiosity.

"Hehe, it's not that we can't think of it, it's that we can't do it! Actually, taking responsibility for this is just an attitude. If there are too many spontaneous combustion accidents, what's the use of taking responsibility? So they're smart, they were the first to try this." Chen Mo explained with a smile.

“Do you believe that other car companies will soon follow suit? Because in reality, they have no choice but to follow. The new safety policy that will be implemented next July requires car companies to ensure that their vehicles do not catch fire or explode! So whether they take responsibility or not, it won’t actually cost them much money,” Chen Mo continued.

Before Chen Mo could finish speaking, the phone rang. It was Lei Jun calling.

"The board of directors has approved it!" Leibusi said.

"Hmm, and then?" Chen Mo asked.

"Then shouldn't we discuss how to organize this event?" Lei Jun replied.

"Oh, but I'm busy right now!" Chen Mo said casually.

Leibusi was speechless at Chen Mo's "I'm too busy."

But upon closer reflection, he couldn't really be angry, since Chen Mo had no obligation to help.

"Alright, just kidding. Just tell me, how much are you planning to spend?" Chen Mo asked with a smile.

"As you said, 10,000 rice-sized mobile phones, 1,000 rice-sized cars, and some other products as well," Lei Jun said with a sigh of relief.

"That's alright, but Mr. Lei, what about you? Aren't you going to do something personal?" Chen Mo teased with a smile.

"Come on, I'm not like you. Everyone says I'm the cash king, but that's all ancient history. You're the real cash king. And isn't this enough?" Lei Jun said helplessly.

"I guess so. After all, you know my appearance fee is very high. I can help you without charging you, but we definitely need to broaden our horizons, right? Also, shouldn't you rice eaters learn from what Guangfeng is doing?" Chen Mo asked again.

"This is still under discussion, but it's only a matter of time. However, these kinds of things can't be decided on a whim," Leibusi said.

"What about the rest? Spending money can certainly salvage some reputation, but the key is still service. You're like a turtle at a wishing well, aren't you going to fulfill everyone's wishes? Like paying in full to jump the queue for production, or handling compensation for defective delivered cars," Chen Mo added.

"Don't worry, I'll give you an explanation later," Leibusi said.

"That would be best. Don't spend money only to make a fool of yourself. What's wrong with your think tank? Why bring up things like automatic turn signal shutdown? And what about a sudden stop at 200 km/h? Don't you feel embarrassed about that?" Chen Mo asked curiously.

There was silence on Leibusi's end.

"Cough cough cough, no way? No way? Don't tell me you came up with this yourself? Hahahaha!" Chen Mo suddenly couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"That's enough! I just used the wrong words, but the braking performance is indeed very good! And the turn signals turn off automatically, which most cars these days can't do, okay?" Lei Jun said, somewhat embarrassed and angry.

"Oh right, right, right! Should I give you a round of applause?" Chen Mo said sarcastically.

"Alright, alright, I was out of my mind."

(End of this chapter)