The King of Soft Rice in Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 338 Help me, Brother Wuji
"So what did Liu Jing do before?" Xu Jiuyang asked the question he had wanted to ask earlier.

"I used to be a female host on CCTV. At the beginning of last year, I left CCTV due to some changes. Then I studied management on my own and took a correspondence course before applying for this job," Yang Mi replied.

Xu Jiuyang narrowed his eyes. Just hearing the words "CCTV female host" gave him some ideas. And when he heard that she left CCTV at the beginning of last year due to changes, it was almost certain.

He left CCTV last year due to changes, so there's only one possibility: he was implicated in Li Yunxin's actions.

After all, Yunxin had previously said that although CCTV would not apologize, it would at least fire a few people as a sign of respect, and then, in order to show its sincerity, she would help settle the affairs of those who were fired.

No wonder Liu Jing gave him a similar vibe to Dong Qing and Tu Jingwei, especially that rather subtle flirtatious look in her eyes; I almost thought I was seeing things.

But, even though it was Xiaoli who helped with the recruitment, how come Yunxin's people were the ones they hired?

Xu Jiuyang thought for a moment and then gave himself the answer. Judging from the filming process of "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils", they should have had some interaction. After all, the four important female roles were all played by Xiaoli's sister, Red Boat Pictures, and Yunxin had no objection or interference.

Yes, not only Yunxin, but also Angela and Fan Bingbing are like this, so they must be collaborating.

"They've all lumped together... Is this some kind of extraordinary aggregation effect?" he couldn't help but sigh.

"What are you talking about now?" Yang Mi finally finished signing.

"I'm saying, you either need to come up with a different name, or just call it Function Pictures. Something like 'Han Shu' is just a hodgepodge," Xu Jiuyang criticized.

"It has something special, so what's wrong with it?" The little girl didn't care at all.

"Alright, alright," Xu Jiuyang said, having already intended to change the subject, so he didn't elaborate further. "Speaking of which, both of your best friends have signed?"

“They’ve signed it, and they’re all shareholders now.” Yang Mi shrugged, then frowned. “I remember sending it to you, right?”

"Hmm... With so many things happening at the end of the year, it's normal to miss something," Xu Jiuyang chuckled awkwardly. "So, now that the company is established, what about the projects?"

"That depends on you," Da Mimi, who had just been looking down on him, suddenly became fawning. "Brother Yang, do you have any good projects? Can you recommend a couple?"

That sweet, childlike voice made Xu Jiuyang shudder: "Be serious, okay? You were all high and mighty just now, but in less than two seconds you became all groveling. You need to stick to your persona."

“Even the phrase ‘who else but me’ has to be appropriate for the situation,” Yang Mi pouted. “You said it yourself, there needs to be a project, a project that can make money, for the company to truly thrive. Where do I get the connections right now, and I can’t always rely on Qianqian, so—”

She suddenly grabbed Xu Jiuyang's hands, her big eyes blinking rapidly: "Brother Wuji, you don't want me, the eldest sister, to die before I even get started, do you?"

“My Japanese friend, please tone it down,” Xu Jiuyang shuddered again. “And who the hell is this Wuji brother?”

“Nine Yang is equal to Nine Yang Divine Skill, which is equal to Zhang Wuji. Anyway, you’ve played Zhang Wuji before, so it’s not unreasonable to call him Brother Wuji.” Da Mimi said with a grin, then shook his hand again: “Please help me out.”

"You're so skilled at this, and it feels so familiar." Xu Jiuyang's lips twitched. He remembered now; Fan Bingbing looked exactly like this when she was begging for help.

However, I don't know if it's just my imagination, but Yang Mi seems to be more sincere?
He coughed lightly: "There is a project, would you be interested in playing Zhao Ling'er?"

"This..." Yang Mi, whose eyes had already lit up, immediately pouted upon hearing this, making no attempt to hide the look of disgust on her face.

Xu Jiuyang was somewhat displeased: "What, is playing Zhao Ling'er a disservice to you?"

"No, no," Da Mimi explained, somewhat annoyed. "I already told you, the reason I asked you for help was because I didn't want to keep bothering Qianqian. Even the best friendships can be worn down by repeated favors. But you just pushed me back again. Aren't you being a little too lazy?"

"Well..." Xu Jiuyang chuckled, "You know quite a lot too." "Of course, I played 'Chinese Paladin' with her, and I saw her confidently declare that she wanted to play Lin Yueru." Yang Mi expressed her contempt again, "I'm not saying this to be mean, but with her looks, she's more suited to playing Zhao Ling'er, how could she possibly play Lin Yueru?"

"Oh, so you want to play Lin Yueru?" Xu Jiuyang raised an eyebrow.

He was just thinking about whether to pair Yang Mi's Zhao Ling'er with Liu Qianqian's Lin Yueru, but now he finds it quite interesting to pair Yang Mi's Lin Yueru with Liu Qianqian's Zhao Ling'er.

"Ugh, please don't mention Zhao Ling'er or Lin Yueru. Can't you be a little more reliable?" Yang Mi said unhappily.

"Okay, okay, I understand, but I can't think of anything right now, so you'll have to wait," Xu Jiuyang reassured him. "Don't worry, I'll definitely give you an answer before the New Year."

Since things had come to this point, Yang Mi couldn't press the matter any further: "Alright, then I'll leave it to you, Brother Wuji."

She used her sweet, childlike voice again, and put on an innocent expression, which made Xu Jiuyang immediately rub his forehead: "Alright, alright, I know a few producers in the industry, and one of them happens to be on my date tonight. I'll consult with them."

"Then I'll wait for your news." Yang Mi pretended to breathe a sigh of relief, then her expression changed drastically as she shouted aggressively, "Get out of the way! Let me play the game for at least an hour!"

By the time I drove back to my villa, it was already dark, which is normal in winter.

Upon entering the house, one could see Zhang Yin moving back and forth between the kitchen and the dining room.

"Don't worry, didn't I talk to you on the phone? I'll get it done when I get back." Xu Jiuyang breathed a sigh of relief, but was also slightly disappointed.

"By the time you get back, the food will be cold," Zhang Yin grumbled, looking quite haughty, without stopping.

Xu Jiuyang shrugged, went to the bathroom to straighten his clothes, and then went to the kitchen. He was in such a hurry that he almost bumped into Zhang Yin, who was holding a plate in both hands.

"Keep an eye on things!" Zhang Yin scolded playfully.

"Okay, okay," Xu Jiuyang replied, placing his hands on her waist and slowly moving behind her.

"Wait a minute!" Zhang Yin realized what he was trying to do, but it was too late. She could only try her best to hold the plate properly and kept calling out "Hey, hey, hey."

Fortunately, Xu Jiuyang didn't make things too difficult for her. He only indulged his desires for a little bit before stopping and thoughtfully took the two plates from her to prevent her from dropping them when she relaxed.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yin, her face flushed, took a couple of breaths, gave him a charming sidelong glance, then grabbed him tightly and kicked the kitchen door back in.

Xu Jiuyang gasped for breath, staring at her in disbelief.

"What are you looking at? Stand still!" Zhang Yin's face was red, but she acted like a spoiled young lady.

"Okay, okay, I'll stand firm!" Xu Jiuyang started to grin.

Not satisfied with her counterattack using the Dragon Claw Hand, Zhang Yin squatted down in front of him, causing him further headaches.

"You reap what you sow..." Xu Jiuyang had to tense up, trying to maintain his balance and gripping the two plates tightly, to the point that he almost pinched off a piece of the edge.

Fortunately, this situation didn't last long, and he finally managed to carry the two plates out of the kitchen and onto the table.

(End of this chapter)