In the entertainment industry, everyone has been reborn, but who will be their servant?

Chapter 81 Continue Playing

"Actually, from the moment I entered this industry, I knew I was destined to be under a magnifying glass. I was afraid that one day I wouldn't be able to hold on. My mother always asks me if I regret it, and I always say I don't."
I'm not afraid of hardship or fatigue; I'm just afraid that pure acting will become an increasingly luxurious thing.

The pace of this industry is too fast. New people emerge every few months. If you don't work hard, people will quickly forget you and you'll be replaced.

The two chatted until 2 a.m., and then until 3 a.m., still talking. The main reason was that Liu Yifei could talk endlessly and had a lot to say.

She talked about the hardships she had experienced in the entertainment industry over the years, being criticized, called a "resource-backed" celebrity, and accused of relying on a godfather, etc.

I knew she was a chatterbox before, but I didn't expect her to be so eager to confide in someone. Maybe she's been keeping it all bottled up inside for too long and needs someone to listen to her pour out her troubles.

Qin Xuan could only offer her platitudes; she needed them to get through the online criticism and attacks.

It's not too serious now, but after "The Forbidden Kingdom" is released, that's when things will really get really chaotic.

You poor child, it's just that your brother Qin isn't strong enough to shield you from those storms.

However, Liu Yifei's voice is still very pleasant, soft and gentle, without any harsh complaints, only clear and soothing narration, like someone whispering in your ear, which is very relaxing.

It wasn't until dawn that Liu Yifei drifted off to sleep, her soft breathing audible. Qin Xuan, on the other hand, had stayed up all night.

There's nothing we can do; he's interested in someone else, so we have to face it even if it means going through hell and high water.

Early in the morning, Qin Xuan simply washed his face and had to muster his energy to get to work, as today was the day he was to meet the actors of "The Nameless".

Actors like Zhang Yu, Tan Zhuo, and Wang Yanhui don't need to meet; they can go directly to Guizhou to join the production team, and their travel expenses will be reimbursed.

I only met Fan Wei; Zhang Yi declined because of Huayi Brothers, even though he was quite suitable.

Fan Wei is fine too, he's just a bit too old, but he can still act. In the previous version, Chen Jianbin played the character with a face full of wrinkles.

Fan Wei is still very young, not yet fifty years old.

Aunt Cai Mei and Uncle Wu Guoqiang had already gone to their office at the Beijing Film Academy; they go there every day.

Although there weren't many people there, it still served as a base for people to visit.

Sometimes, the Olympic bid committee would come over from time to time to submit materials and apply for funding. Films like "Nanjing Photo Studio" require a lot of upfront costs.

In addition to the purchase of historical materials, there are also legal service fees.

It is necessary to hire legal counsel to review the historical details to ensure compliance with the Martyrs Protection Law.

I didn't know in my past life, but now that I'm involved, I realize there are so many twists and turns involved in making this kind of movie.

Fortunately, Wanda Group paid five million yuan to "Nanjing Photo Studio," which was enough for the initial review and approval process.

While driving, Qin Xuan received a call from Liu Xiaoli. He continued driving with one hand on the wheel: "Hello, Auntie!"

"Your phone is so hard to get through to, I called you several times last night and it was always busy," Liu Xiaoli said with a hint of complaint.

"I was talking to someone very late last night, and I was just about to call you," Qin Xuan said gently.

"Who were you chatting with so late? A girl, right?" Liu Xiaoli didn't know it was her daughter yet, and her tone was playful and inquisitive.

"You're joking," Qin Xuan chuckled dryly.

He didn't know what Liu Xiaoli's attitude was towards him and Liu Yifei, so he couldn't reveal it.

If they object, that would be very awkward, so I'd better not say anything.

"It's alright, he's just a young man, you're all grown up now." Liu Xiaoli seemed quite open-minded, knowing that the boy wasn't interested in her daughter. Qin Xuan didn't dwell on this with Liu Xiaoli, changing the subject instead: "Have you sold all your gold?"

“It’s sold. It’s worth a total of $43.6, which is a little over 305 million. I’ll transfer 160 million to you, and we’ll split it equally. You don’t have any objections, right?” Liu Xiaoli became serious.

That means she'll get a little over 145 million, which is fine, but Qin Xuan still has doubts: "Is it really that little?"

"A four- or five-fold return is still not enough!"

To avoid any misunderstanding, Liu Xiaoli said seriously, "Auntie, I invested 100,000 dollars with a 50x leverage, but I didn't embezzle any of it. You can check the transfer records."

"You only bet 100,000 dollars!" Qin Xuan thought she would bet several million dollars.

If you invest a million dollars, you'll have four million dollars now. If you multiply that tenfold or even dozens of times, you'll take off. If you have little capital, you'll only grow a little.

"You kid, 100,000 dollars isn't too much." Liu Xiaoli was quite speechless.

It seems this kid thinks she didn't invest enough, without even considering whether she has the ability to do so. She lost a lot of money before and is now living a very frugal life.

She would be on tenterhooks even if it meant investing 100,000 dollars.

Three million is a lot of money now. It can buy a 200-square-meter apartment in Beijing and still have some left over. In a few years, it will be worth ten times more.

Qin Xuan lived through an era of extravagance, so he felt that 100,000 knives was a small amount.

He coughed lightly and asked, "Didn't you say it could be leveraged a hundredfold?"

“That’s illegal. No country allows it to be that high. The maximum is fifty times,” Liu Xiaoli said, raising her voice slightly.

"Oh, that's how it is!"

Qin Xuan stopped worrying about it. After all, it was just a trial run for Liu Xiaoli anyway. He said, "Okay, you can keep the money. Let's keep playing and keep investing."

"Keep playing?" Liu Xiaoli paused. "How else do we want to play?"

"Short selling can be done on gold, crude oil, and companies." Qin Xuan only knew the term 'short selling,' but didn't know the specifics of how it was done.

Short selling seems much more complicated than buying long; it requires tools, reverse strategies, and a dedicated account.

“Short selling is extremely risky. If you go long, you might only lose your principal at most, but short selling can result in unlimited losses with no upper limit. There’s even the possibility of government intervention.” Liu Xiaoli was still quite apprehensive.

Although everyone knows that the market is not good now and it is a good time to short sell, the risks are also very high. There may be fluctuations from time to time, or you may be subject to supervision and forced to close your positions, which would leave them with no choice but to suffer losses.

"The risks are high, but the rewards aren't necessarily high either. Let's be cautious and stay in touch." Qin Xuan was very bold.

Liu Xiaoli was silent for a moment, then said firmly, "Okay! Let's do it!"

She was quite decisive, after all, she was an investor herself, and more importantly, she trusted Qin Xuan. His first prediction was absolutely correct, it was incredibly accurate.

If she had listened to Qin Xuan back then and known that Bear Stearns was about to collapse, and had shorted the company, she would have made a fortune; the company was practically gone by now.

"I will pool together some funds for you, and you will also get a share of the profits. Consider it a partnership. Of course, you can also join in yourself." Qin Xuan planned to use all the money from the previous movie's box office.

The translation of "The Hunger Games" is nearing completion and will soon be published overseas. After all, it's not a long book, so it will be published quickly.

"You don't need to give me a share; you've already helped me earn enough." Of course, Liu Xiaoli would also buy from you.

It's just a matter of how much or how little, but there's no need to take the boy's share, since the more than one million she earned this time was basically free money.

(End of this chapter)