1979: The child's mother is a celestial being.

Chapter 250 My Son's First Birthday Party (Please Subscribe!)
Film Bureau.

Director's Office.

Director Shi had just started working.

He had barely stepped into the office when the doorbell rang.

Turning around, he saw Wu Zhifeng and asked in surprise:

"Comrade Wu Zhifeng, weren't you in the United States with Xiao Chen? Why did you suddenly come back? When did you return?"

"Reporting to Director Shi, he returned last night."

As Director Shi ushered Wu Zhifeng into the house, he asked, "Little Chen is back too?"

"Yes."

"What's going on? Didn't you say you were still doing roadshows when you reported last time? Why are you suddenly back without giving us any advance notice?"

"I'm sorry, Director Shi, it was an oversight on my part."

Wu Zhifeng first admitted his mistake, and then explained the reasons.

There are only two reasons.

First, he didn't expect that Chen Fusheng was attending the global launch of "Die Hard" the day before, and was leaving the next day.

Secondly, since we're already leaving, we might as well go back and report it in person.

As for why Wu Zhifeng received the news of his return so late, it's simple: he stayed at the consulate in the United States and did not go on the roadshow with Chen Fusheng and the others.

Of course, this wasn't Chen Fusheng deliberately isolating him; he was genuinely too busy to remember.

After all, he was quite busy a few days ago, preparing for the press conference and looking for a professional manager.

"Then why did Xiao Chen suddenly come back?" Director Shi didn't rush to listen to Wu Zhifeng's work report, but instead asked curiously.

"Because Director Chen was in a hurry to come back to attend his son's first birthday party."

"I see."

Director Shi suddenly realized that he knew Chen Fusheng well; he wouldn't be in such a hurry unless it was something urgent.

"Which day?" he asked again.

“Today,” Wu Zhifeng replied.

"No wonder..."

Over the next half hour, after listening to Wu Zhifeng's work report, Director Shi immediately called his secretary and said, "Help me move the 10 o'clock meeting to the afternoon, and then prepare the car."

"Okay, Director Shi, where are you planning to go?"

"Oh...right, where did the Chen family move to now?"

"Xiao Chen?" The secretary was taken aback, but quickly realized what she meant and continued, "Director Shi, you mean Director Chen, right? His new home is in the Overseas Chinese Apartments..."

While instructing his secretary to prepare a gift, Director Shi first made a phone call to Chen Fusheng's home.

The call was answered shortly after it was dialed.

"Hello, is this Chen Fusheng's house?"

"Director Shi?"

"It's me, kid. You didn't even let me know about something this big. Looks like you don't respect your old boss."

"Director Shi, what's the big deal? Besides, how could I dare not take you seriously? I've always kept you in my heart."

"That's all well and good, but you didn't even invite me to your son's first birthday party. Is that what you call caring about me?"

"I just got back last night, and I didn't tell anyone. Besides, it's a small matter, and I wasn't planning on making a big deal out of it..."

"Hmm, that's true. By the way, do you live in the Overseas Chinese Apartment or in Siji Hutong now? I'll go over there in a bit."

"Overseas Chinese Apartments, Director Shi, what time will you be arriving? Xiao Li and I will come downstairs to meet you."

"No need to answer, is this the Overseas Chinese Apartment xxxxx?"

"correct."

"Okay, I can find it."

……

Overseas Chinese Apartments, Chen Family Residence.

Liu Xiaoli appeared at the study door and saw her husband had just hung up the phone, so she asked curiously, "Who was that?"

"Director Shi, he said he'll be here in a bit."

"How did Director Shi find out?" Liu Xiaoli asked curiously.

"It must have been Director Wu who told him," Chen Fusheng replied as he walked out of the study.

Although he kept his son's first birthday party quite low-key, inviting almost no one, quite a few friends still came to his home.

For example, Han Sanping, Ling Zi, Tong Jiang, Chen Kaige, Zhang Yimou... Director Yang Jie and her lover, Zhou Wenqiong, Zhu Lin, Chen Xiaoxu.

There's no doubt that this year's first birthday party for my son wasn't as lively as his sister's, but the little chubby boy didn't care.

He was quite excited that so many people had come to his home.

He would accept any hug from this uncle or a kiss from that aunt without hesitation.

However, the chubby boy still loves to stick to his sister the most. If he can't see her for three seconds, he will get up to look for her.

Of course, children have their own joys, and adults have their own topics of conversation.

"Director Chen, when you returned to China, what was the cumulative box office of 'Die Hard'?"

Although Chen Fusheng had answered this question before, the person who asked it had only recently arrived.

So he repeated, "It's almost at 70 million."

"Dollar?"

"What's shown in North America is, of course, in US dollars."

"Wow, how come it's so high?"

"First, Americans like movies like 'Die Hard' that combine superheroes with Chinese kung fu; second, the marketing and distribution played a significant role."

"I remember you said that Die Hard received A-level publicity and distribution resources, didn't you?"

"That's right, but Warner Bros. had some problems of its own and needed my movie to help the group shift its focus. So the group increased its promotional resources for the movie, and this support was all-out, which is why 'Die Hard' became such a blockbuster."

"What's wrong with Warner Bros.?" This topic hadn't been discussed earlier, so everyone was very curious.

Even the sounds from the kitchen disappeared; everyone was straining to listen.

Chen Fusheng didn't keep everyone in suspense and briefly described the predicament Warner Bros. was facing.

However, many people here are unaware of the risks of listed companies, so they don't understand why the poor sales of a game could cause the group to lose hundreds of millions of dollars.

"This involves the basic logic of the capital market - Atari, as Warner's profit pillar, directly destroyed the market's expectations for the company's growth due to its financial crisis. Investors sold their shares to avoid risks, and the surge in selling pressure led to a drop in stock prices. The drop in stock prices further amplified the pessimistic sentiment in the market, triggering a wider range of panic selling, thus forming a negative cycle of "deteriorating expectations → selling → stock price drop → further deterioration of expectations", which ultimately eroded the company's market value."

After Chen Fusheng finished explaining, he saw that most of the people looked blank, and realized that his explanation had been too obscure.

So I categorized it simply: "In short, Atari's financial crisis will cause the company's market value to plummet, resulting in incalculable losses."

Han Sanping seemed to understand, but he didn't dwell on the question and asked, "So what about now?"

"The company's stock has managed to stabilize somewhat thanks to the continued positive news from the 'Die Hard' movie market, but Warner Bros. hasn't given up on Atari yet, so I expect there will be a second drop..."

As they were chatting, Director Shi arrived, making Chen Xiaoxu, who was sitting in the living room, even more uneasy.

So he silently got up and went into the kitchen.

"Sister Xiaoli, is there anything I can do for you?"

"You can just sit and watch TV."

"It's okay, I'll help."

Seeing that Chen Xiaoxu insisted on staying, Liu Xiaoli quickly realized that she was probably not used to being outside, so she stopped trying to get her out and instead gave her the task of washing vegetables.

He also comforted her, saying, "It's okay, you'll get used to it."

"Yes, thank you, Sister Xiaoli."

Although Chen Xiaoxu was somewhat socially awkward, she knew that Sister Xiaoli's introduction of her into their circle would greatly benefit her future development, so she was not only grateful verbally but also deeply grateful in her heart.

As is customary, before meals, the children are given a traditional "grasping ceremony" (a traditional Chinese custom where children choose objects to predict their future).

The chubby boy didn't follow his sister's example and give all his things to their father. Instead, he honestly chose one thing he liked.

He was more pragmatic, and surprisingly, he chose a gold ingot.

Fake gold ingots.

And they grabbed it and put it in their mouths, clearly treating it as food.

This made everyone burst into laughter.

The key is that when everyone is laughing, he isn't confused; instead, he joins in the fun.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck..."

The child's clear and cheerful laughter was like the most precious gift at the first birthday party, instantly healing everyone present.

(End of this chapter)