The King of Soft Rice in Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 459 Aren't you breaking the rules by doing this?

Having said that, there was no need to continue the conversation. Angela immediately said, "Let's leave it at that for now. I will prepare the shell of the real estate company in the United States for you, and try to come up with a specific charter before the end of the year."

“No problem.” Fan Bingbing gave an “OK” sign and then stood up.

Seeing that Angela was still somewhat distracted, she couldn't help but tease her, "Actually, you don't need to be so anxious. If you really feel uncomfortable, you can just stop playing. It's not like you can't quit."

"Then you can divide up my share, right?" Angela sneered.

“Of course,” Fan Bingbing said matter-of-factly, “Power abhors a vacuum. Since you have chosen to leave, the power you leave behind naturally needs to be filled by someone.”

Angela narrowed her eyes, then suddenly took a few steps forward and looked down at her.

Although Fan Bingbing raised her head slightly, she wore a polite smile on her face, as if to say: This little bit of pressure can't scare me.

“To be honest, when we were arguing about those things before, I was somewhat contemptuous of you. After all, you seemed to have been…” Angela snorted. “I wondered if it was a mistake to tell you those things.”

She paused here, a meaningful smile appearing on her face: "But now I've changed my mind. You do know what you want, and you'll stop at nothing to get it. If only you could be a little more clear-headed."

“I think I’m clear-headed enough,” Fan Bingbing said bluntly. “Yuanyuan and I are allies, so please don’t try to sow discord between us.”

“I didn’t mean to sow discord between you,” Angela’s lips curled up even more. “I just think we should have more in common.”

As she spoke, she reached out and lifted her chin, then lowered her head.

It took Fan Bingbing several seconds to react. She opened her eyes wide and tensed her body, but she couldn't do anything until they separated. Then she took two steps back and stood against the wall.

"What...what are you trying to do?!" Fan Bingbing stared at her, her expression a mixture of fear, confusion, and a hint of lingering thought.

"It's not like you haven't done it before, why are you so nervous?" Angela wiped her lips. "Hmm, it seems much better than before. Who did you practice with? Your secretary?"

"What...what are you saying?!" Fan Bingbing glared at him guiltily.

“Don’t forget who I am,” Angela scoffed. “Your secretary’s gaze towards you is completely undisguised.”

"So what...so what?" Fan Bingbing tried her best to maintain an angry expression. "That also means you can...um!"

What followed was another exchange, this time exceptionally intense, to the point that someone pressed their hand against the wall, making a "wall slam" sound, while someone stretched their leg back and pressed their heel against the wall.

Just then, Li Yunxin pushed open the door and entered: "I forgot something... oh?"

She opened her eyes wide, but her face was full of confusion, as if she didn't understand what they were doing.

Fan Bingbing finally realized what was happening and shoved Angela, who was still continuing, away: "That's enough!"

"Not bad." Angela seemed quite satisfied, then looked at Li Yunxin.

"You guys continue." Li Yunxin said, about to leave, but after taking a step back, she stopped as if she remembered something.

"You two wouldn't have already..." she asked, squinting her eyes.

“We tried it,” Angela said without any denial. “It felt great, and he liked it too.”

Fan Bingbing's face immediately flushed red, and she twisted her head back and forth, unsure of what to do.

"You've broken the rules!" Li Yunxin frowned, her face also slightly flushed.

“Breaking the rules? How could that be?” Angela smiled. “We didn’t say it was forbidden.” Li Yunxin snorted, slightly annoyed and embarrassed. Angela, however, added fuel to the fire by teasing her: “If Yunxin is interested, you can try it together.”

"Boring!" Li Yunxin finally frowned, turned around and quickly left the private room.

“You are indeed a bit too boring,” Fan Bingbing, who had recovered, said, and then left.

Once she was alone in the room, Angela's smile completely vanished, and she even became somewhat gloomy.

“Isn’t that how it is? Step by step, he’s forcing us to his side, to become completely bound to him,” she murmured to herself, her tone even a little mocking. “Now it’s even better; he wants us to have his children.”

Even so, she had no choice; quitting was out of the question, especially with such a tempting offer right in front of her.

That was a financial crisis!
Angela had no plans to make any more money on her own. Through the simulation system, she had come to a profound understanding of the consequences of being too greedy.

However, since there is a crisis, there will be a ladder to climb, especially since it is a financial crisis, which is the industry she built her business on.

No matter where you end up in the Pacific, the more capital you have, the better. If you can actually build a consortium, that would be even better.

"Do you really exist, God?" Angela made the sign of the cross on her chest, and eventually left this place as well.
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Because he still had a TV series to film, Xu Jiuyang only stayed at home for two days, watching Xiao Tangyuan kick her little feet in the cradle before leaving.

Although it's already November, the climate in Zhejiang Province isn't very cold yet, and there's no continuous rain, so the environmental factors that most affect shooting aren't very prominent.

As for the people involved, the problems were either with other actors or various staff members; in any case, it had nothing to do with Xu Jiuyang and Liu Qianqian, and they were both in surprisingly good condition.

Of course, the other actresses were in pretty good shape, though not as good as the two of them, especially those who had been in someone's room.

As a result, all the men in the crew distanced themselves from him.

Xu Jiuyang let things take their course, especially after Zeng Li and Hu Jing crawled into his room, he didn't care at all.

Anyway, after this, unless they or their people are in charge of production, he won't join any film crews. It's too damn embarrassing.

“But boss, even so, even if it’s another big boss organizing the event, there are still a lot of male staff and male actors.” After Xu Jiuyang’s habitual complaint, Yang Ying said in a low voice.

"If you can't speak, you don't have to speak." Xu Jiuyang glared at her.

The little one immediately shrank his neck and stopped talking, but his eyes kept darting around, and his eager expression was very obvious.

Xu Jiuyang knew exactly what she was thinking. Yang Ying, who had figured out his personality, loved to do things that were a little outrageous but not too outrageous, so that he would punish himself.

This precious baby of mine seems to have a bit of a masochistic tendency.

Zhang Yan should have been brought along as well. She and Yang Ying don't get along well, so she would be a good counterbalance.

"He's taking his anger out on the people around him again." A voice reached his ears.

Xu Jiuyang knew who it was without even turning his head, and replied irritably, "Have you finished your homework?"

“Of course,” Liu Qianqian said proudly as she sat down next to him with her script in hand, striking a pose as if rehearsing a scene. “I’m aiming to be the top scorer in the college entrance exam next year.”

"I wish you all the best." Xu Jiuyang said rather perfunctorily, then changed the subject and asked, "Speaking of which, you always come here to see me. Do you know what other people think?"

"It's not like they wouldn't look at me like that if I didn't run away," Liu Qianqian snorted arrogantly.

(End of this chapter)