The King of Soft Rice in Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 336 Are you ready?

Now the question is, given their covetousness for someone, will they let him find an assistant on his own?
Think about how Angela sent two temporary assistants to Xu Jiuyang, how Sister Yuanyuan got two literary assistants, and how Sister Xiaoli sent Teacher Bai to Shenlei Technology.

Fan Bingbing didn't, but did she not want to? She practically put herself on the plate!
As for Li Yunxin, she doesn't really care, but once other women start to push people into her life, she definitely won't do nothing. Otherwise, what about Dong Qing, Tu Jingwei, Son Ye-jin, Jun Ji-hyun, and Ha Ji-won?

Moreover, this is just the beginning. After having an assistant, should we set up a studio? After setting up a studio, should we find a person in charge? Once we have a person in charge, should we have people for human resources, finance, and public relations?
Xu Jiuyang certainly didn't want to be in the entertainment industry, and even if he really wanted to, he didn't want to stay in the spotlight. Unfortunately, he couldn't handle Fan Bingbing right now.

Not to mention that she still has a film contract with her company, just the fact that she knelt in front of him, with tears in her eyes, and hugged his leg to beg him was enough to leave him helpless.

If she frequently made unreasonable demands, it wouldn't be so bad; he couldn't refuse but could run away. However, most of her demands were within his bottom line. Occasionally, she crossed the line, but as soon as he brought it up, she would immediately back down.

To put it more bluntly, it's hard to dislike such a gentle and obedient little fox, even if you know it's mostly an act.

So? So we still need to set up a studio just in case.

In this way, Xu Jiuyang could basically foresee that they would use all sorts of means to stuff people into their studio, and they would all be women.

Now that Sister Yuanyuan has said this, the subtext is that she won't place any people around him, at most literary assistants like Zhang Shuang and Zhao Shu. How can that not be considerate?

"Why don't I just marry Sister Yuanyuan?" Xu Jiuyang muttered to himself as he returned to his villa.

Of course, this was a joke. Putting aside marriage, just the fact that he has met Sister Yuanyuan's parents will, if word gets out, make Fan Bingbing think about bringing him back to Qingdao.

"When will I stop being chased around and fed by a gigolo?" Xu Jiuyang sighed, then a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips. "I wonder what the benefits of Sister Yuanyuan are."

Perhaps sensing the contradiction in his two sentences, he immediately coughed lightly and changed the subject: "I hope I left a good impression on Uncle Gao and Brother Gao tonight."
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"This young man is alright. Although he's a bit arrogant, his spirit and energy are commendable." Mr. Gao had a very good impression of him.

"Dad, you're being too unprincipled. You can't just accept it because someone said some nice things," Gao Fangming said half-jokingly.

“What do you mean by saying nice things?” Gao’s father glared at his son. “These are all the truths—didn’t I tell you to call Xiao Zhen over too? Why haven’t I seen her?”

Although the topic shift was particularly abrupt, Gao Fangming had no choice but to explain: "You know, Dad, the hospital staff have been working overtime like crazy these past few days."

"He's working overtime with Xiao Zhen over there... oh..." After realizing what was happening, Gao's father fell silent. So Gao Yuanyuan poked her head out to smooth things over: "Brother, when can I have a nephew?"

"Almost there, almost there." Gao Fangming glared at his younger sister, clearly knowing she was there to shut him up.

He had originally intended to use a similar topic to shift Gao's father's attention to his younger sister, but Gao Yuanyuan didn't expect to say something like that right away. After saying that, she immediately pulled her head back and continued to help Gao's mother, leaving him no time to say anything.

Being too clever isn't always a good thing.

"You're meddling again," said Aunt Gao, who was tidying up the room, indifferently.

"I'm not being nosy at all. I'm very serious. Don't you want to have a grandson soon?" Gao Yuanyuan joked with her mother with a smile.

"If you hadn't gotten your brother into the city's propaganda department, you might already be holding your grandson," Gao's mother scolded.

"What do you mean I got my brother into the city's propaganda department? If he didn't want to, would I have forced him to go?" Gao Yuanyuan pretended not to understand.

“You…” Gao’s mother poked her daughter’s forehead with her finger, stared at her for a moment, and then said, “Yuanyuan, do you know… just a few days ago, during the New Year’s Day holiday, I was at Joy City and saw Yinyin holding hands with a young man to watch some movie, I think it was called ‘Hero’. That young man… is Xu Jiuyang today.”

"So that's why Mom was unhappy today," Gao Yuanyuan suddenly realized. "I know that."

"You know?" Gao's mother's eyes widened. "Yes," Gao Yuanyuan nodded, "He asked me out that day, but something came up at the company and I couldn't go, so I asked Yinyin to go in my place."

“Go in your place… in your place?” Aunt Gao’s eyes widened.

"Don't worry, Mom, I know what I'm doing." Gao Yuanyuan waved her hand, as if it were a perfectly normal thing.

“Yuanyuan…” Gao’s mother was still very unsettled.

“Your daughter started a cultural company from scratch and is running it quite well. What do I have to worry about?” Gao Yuanyuan said with a smile, then exclaimed “Oh dear!” and snatched the pillow from her mother’s hand: “No, no, it has to be placed like this so I can sleep soundly.”

"Is that so? That can't be right." Gao's mother immediately shifted her attention—at least that's how it seemed.

After tidying up, Gao Yuanyuan finally managed to reorganize her small bedroom at home.

"I still miss it," she said with a sigh after rolling around in bed.

"I miss you, but you don't come back often," Gao's mother snorted.

"Oh, okay," Gao Yuanyuan got up and hugged her mother again, "I'm back now, and I even brought my boyfriend back with me."

Before her mother could speak, she immediately added, "By the way, Mom, the house in Yuefu Community can't just stay empty forever. You and Dad can stay there sometimes."

“Oh dear, your dad and I are used to living in this compound, and all our friends are here. Why do we want to move to that Yuefu residential area?” Aunt Gao shook her head repeatedly.

"Then I bought it for nothing." Gao Yuanyuan blinked and put on an unhappy expression.

“Yuanyuan, Mom knows you have money now, but you still need to be careful with your money.” Gao’s mother still held the old-fashioned view.

"So what? If Jiu Yang gives me an idea, I can easily make millions." Gao Yuanyuan said in a nonchalant tone, resting her chin on her hand.

Then, before Gao's mother, who was still a little confused, could speak, she immediately added, "How about this, Mom, you and Dad don't have to live there, but at least you have to allow me to find a designer to redesign and renovate this house!"

After thinking for a moment, Gao's mother said, "We need to discuss this with your father."

"Sure, but you can only choose one. Otherwise, I'll be unhappy," Gao Yuanyuan said.

Then she seemed to be talking to herself and said, "From now on, that apartment can only be rented to my older brother, but it's not easy to charge a high rent. It's a huge loss."

At this point, how could Gao's mother not know her daughter's plan? She was both amused and touched, and wanted to say a few words, but then she saw Gao Yuanyuan take out her laptop.

"Okay, I need to do some preliminary work for tomorrow." She started to urge people on.

Gao's mother shook her head and left her daughter's small bedroom.

After she left, Gao Yuanyuan breathed a sigh of relief, remained silent for a moment, then took out her phone and sent Zhang Yin a text message: "Are you ready?"

A moment later, Zhang Yin replied to the text message: "Ready!"

(End of this chapter)