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Chapter 407 Wang Zhongjun chooses to kneel before Chen Xiu
In the capital, the clear zither music played in Fragrant Hills.

Meng Ziyi, who returned from training on the show "Chef Nic," has been diligently cooking for Chen Xiu these past two days.

This codfish cake is her fifth attempt!

Seeing Meng Ziyi walking towards him with a serious expression, holding a porcelain plate, Chen Xiu also sat up straight.

When the porcelain plate was placed in front of you and the lid was lifted, the concave area in the middle of the plate was filled with sauce, and white cod pieces lay in it, making your mouth water.

"Ta-da! Chef Meng's top-notch codfish pancake, don't eat your tongue!"

Holding the food lid, Meng Ziyi put his hands on his hips and made a speech that sounded like someone suffering from late-stage chuunibyou (middle school syndrome).

Seeing this, Chen Xiu pursed her lips and waited for her to finish the process before picking up the spoon that was brought over with the porcelain plate, scooping up a piece of cod, and putting it in her mouth.

After carefully tasting it, Chen Xiu put down her spoon and finally gave the two of them a ending to their play.

"Hmm, this tastes just like the one I had at the Cheng family banquet."

"real!"

Chef Meng excitedly picked up a spoon, scooped up a large piece, and put it in his mouth.

After finishing the meal, she agreed with Chen Xiu's assessment: "It's almost perfect. The sauce ratio was right this time!"

"Well, Master Meng, congratulations on successfully unlocking a dish achievement."

"Hey hey hey."

Meng Ziyi chuckled a few times, self-satisfied, and said, "I also feel pretty amazing. I used to only know how to fry eggs, but now I can count to five... I can cook five dishes now! Why aren't you praising me?"

"Pfft! Yeah, impressive. You're way better than me at cooking. I'm just hopeless when it comes to cooking."

"That's right, don't you know who I am!"

Meng Ziyi withdrew his outstretched palm, put his hands on his hips again, and continued to look smug.

Taking advantage of her good mood, Chen Xiu spun the porcelain plate with a spoon and suddenly asked, "Sister Meng, are you going to the box office celebration banquet for 'The Long Way Home' at the Mandarin Oriental tomorrow?"

"Go for it! Didn't we say that any artist in the company who is available must attend?"

"Yeah, I only wanted to confirm because you never said you were going. Dilraba will be coming too."

"..."

Meng Ziyi's expression, which was originally a mixture of joy and doubt, instantly changed to puffing out her cheeks and pouting her lower lip, giving Chen Xiu a lightning-fast change of expression.

Chen Xiu put down her spoon, reached out and pulled her close to hug her, tentatively asking, "How about you don't go tomorrow?"

"No, I have to go."

"why?"

"Hmph! I got here first, she's already gone, why shouldn't I go?"

Meng Ziyi pouted, turned to look at Chen Xiu, and, unable to contain her anger, grabbed his face and shoved it hard against him.

Chen Xiu tasted the cod fritters again, this time with live fish...

After the two parted, Meng Ziyi said with a hint of resentment in her eyes, "You said last time that you would help me prepare a variety show. If I invite Dilraba to be a guest and she loses a game, won't you feel bad?"

"What if you lose?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! You even made me the producer of the variety show, how could I possibly lose!"

"Okay, then I won't feel bad..."

Chen Xiu felt that Dilraba should be able to handle the so-called variety show games, so she didn't have any concerns about that aspect.

However, Meng Ziyi, who was full of suspicion, gave him a hard time.

"What if, I mean, what if, I lose a game? Would you feel bad for me?"

"Didn't you say you wouldn't lose?"

"Just in case!"

"Back then."

Upon hearing this perfect answer, Meng Ziyi's pouting lips gradually calmed down.

Chen Xiu put his arm around her slender waist and thought to himself: Let's talk about Xiao Tian's matter another day.

……

Huayi, inside the chairman's office.

The two brothers sat side by side on the sofa, the room filled with the smell of cooking smoke and two cigarette butts like stars, becoming the only two things that accompanied their conversation.

"Brother, is there a box office celebration party for 'The Journey Home' tomorrow?"

"Go, I'll go too!"

Wang Zhonglei flicked the ash from his cigarette, which rolled down his shirt and onto the leather sofa, where it was crushed by his shifting bottom.

However, he didn't pay attention to this little commotion and just looked at Wang Zhongjun with a puzzled expression.

"Why? I'm still hesitating about whether to go or not, why are you already going?"

“He has already sent the invitation. If we don’t go, wouldn’t that be impolite?”

Wang Zhongjun glanced at Ou Doudou, placed the cigarette in his hand on the ashtray, and shook off the ash.

"Besides, he's made such a big fuss this time, inviting half of the entertainment industry, including people from Hong Kong. If we don't go, people will think Huayi has retired from the industry!"

"Not really."

Wang Zhonglei retorted with an unnatural expression, and even smacked his lips.

He remained silent for a long time, then took two deep drags on his cigarette, stubbed it out in the ashtray. "Brother, tell me, what exactly is Chen Xiu planning? If he wants to get revenge on Huayi, why hasn't he made any moves this year? And why is he trying to win over the Hong Kong entertainment circle? I just can't figure these things out, but it gives me the creeps."

"The fact that you can think of these things means that your mind is still clear."

Wang Zhongjun stubbed out his cigarette, turned around, and stared intently at Wang Zhonglei.

"I've actually been thinking about these issues you mentioned. Considering Chen Xiu's work style, I've finally come up with a clue in the last few days."

"What does he want to do?"

Wang Zhonglei's eyes were filled with apprehension, and he was beginning to feel uneasy.

Wang Zhongjun affirmed, "Huayi, he definitely won't let this go. The reason he hasn't made a move yet is probably because he doesn't want a protracted battle. If we're not careful and reveal a weakness, he'll probably fight us to the death, wanting to settle things in one battle."

"No way?"

"Hmph! Think about Didi, think about Mobike, and think about Tencent this year. Every time Chen Xiu makes a big splash, doesn't it directly determine the outcome?"

"..."

Wang Zhonglei remained silent, his mind beginning to process Chen Xiu's business operations.

Just as Wang Zhongjun predicted, this kid, once he made a move, left his opponent with no chance to retaliate.

Thinking about this, Wang Zhonglei couldn't help but feel a little regretful for his arrogance back then.

He frowned at Wang Zhongjun, a bitter smile playing on his lips, and said, "Brother, why don't we call Ma Yun and ask him to mediate?"

"In Ma Yun and Pony's eyes, who do you think is more valuable, us or Chen Xiu? If you were them, which side would you be on?"

Wang Zhonglei didn't need to hesitate at all; he could immediately place his two brothers among the options that could be abandoned.

"So there's no chance?"

"Not at all."

Wang Zhongjun gave a very serious response. In fact, he also regretted why he had gone into collecting art in the first place and why he couldn't stop his foolish little brother from repeatedly offending Chen Xiu at the company.

Looking at his elder brother's sighing and helpless eyes, Wang Zhonglei felt guilty and disappointed, but also a sense of doubt arose in his heart.

"Since there's no possibility of reconciliation, why should we attend their box office celebration party?"

"..."

Wang Zhongjun silently took a cigarette from the pack on the coffee table, lit it, and took a puff.

"Phew, it sounds a bit shabby of me to say this, but we've already come this far, so a little face won't make a difference. The main reason I'm taking you to the box office celebration party for 'The Long Road Home' is to apologize to Chen Xiu and hope that he'll be more lenient with me in the future."

"what??"

Wang Zhonglei looked at Wang Zhongjun in disbelief, unable to believe that he would back down so completely.

Wang Zhongjun, observing the expression, chuckled and said, "There's nothing we can do. Huayi now is no match for Datang Film Industry at all. Chen Xiu also has Douyin. You don't know what that means, do you?"

"Gulp~ (sound of swallowing saliva)"

"He used TV series collaborations to unite iQiyi and Tencent, and through film collaborations, he formed an alliance with Enlight Media and Wanda Media early on. Now he's winning over the Hong Kong entertainment circle and is even preparing to collaborate with Warner Bros. What can we use to compete?"

"Gulp~ (Sound of swallowing intensifies)"

"Let's not talk about how Chen Xiu will make his move in the future. Just look at December. We're hoping that Feng Xiaogang's new film can break the box office record of 'Youth' and make the company's financial report look better. But Datang also has a new film being released. You haven't forgotten the competition between 'Better Days' and 'Youth' last year, have you?"

The triple blow is more specific than the last.

By the end, Wang Zhonglei had stopped swallowing and finally understood why Wang Zhongjun had voluntarily slid down to kneel before Chen Xiu.

With such a huge disparity and such an outrageous matching system, who can possibly resist?

After resigning himself to his fate, Wang Zhonglei suddenly thought of a crucial question: "What if Chen Xiu doesn't accept it?"

"His~~"

Wang Zhongjun took a deep drag on his cigarette, stood up, patted Wang Zhonglei on the shoulder, and said, "Let's go! Let's go out and get something to eat."

"Why are you eating again?"

"Yeah! I think about it while I eat."

"..."

Wang Zhonglei opened his mouth, feeling helpless and frustrated.

……

March 1st, Mandarin Oriental Hotel.

Wearing a burgundy backless deep V-neck dress, Tian Xinwei, whose figure was stunning, arrived at the celebration banquet at a time that was neither too early nor too late.

Upon entering the venue, the first thing she did was look around, intending to find someone she knew to pair up with.

Bai Lu, as one of the main creators of "The Journey Home," is currently being interviewed and doesn't have time to pair up with her.

Chen Xiu was nowhere to be seen, and it was unclear whether she hadn't arrived yet.

Just as Tian Xinwei was searching for Zhou Ye, intending to form a best friend partnership, she suddenly felt a cool, slippery sensation on her back, and her whole body shuddered on the spot.

The next second after her body reacted, Xiao Tian, ​​the "Sichuan-Chongqing Tyrannosaurus," suddenly widened her eyes, clenched her fists until her knuckles turned white, and spun half a circle around, intending to slam her fists into the face of that audacious lecher.

However, Tian Xinwei stopped abruptly halfway through throwing her fist.

Standing in front of her was the woman who had just taken advantage of her – a hot guy wearing a gold sequined halter dress, tassel earrings, bright red lips, wavy hair, and winking at her with his left eye.

Tian Xinwei raised her fist, her raised eyebrows smoothed out, but her eyes remained wide open, and said, "Why did you touch my back?"

"What do you think, little sister?"

(End of this chapter)