Entertainment: A whirlwind marriage with a fairy-like mother at the start!

The financial tsunami on Wall Street is still raging.

Yu Le has already boarded the first-class cabin to Beijing.

The wings sliced ​​through the clouds.

White air currents churned violently outside the porthole.

A flight attendant pushed a food cart over, bent down, and offered a glass of fine champagne, her voice sweet: "Sir, would you like a glass?"

Yu Le waved his hand and took out a silver thermos from his bag.

"Could you please add some warm water?"

The flight attendant paused for half a second before taking the thermos.

Yu Le leaned back in the spacious airline seat and closed his eyes to rest.

This trip to the United States cost a lot of money and paved the way.

Next, we'll wait for Inception to dominate the Christmas box office.

.........

The flight, which lasted more than ten hours, came to an end.

The door to Shengshi Huating was pushed open.

Yu Le had just changed into slippers.

An unidentified object sped along the ground.

"Bang!"

His thighs were held tightly.

Yu Muchen tilted her chubby face up.

"Dad! You brought me some delicious food!"

Yu Le grabbed the chubby boy by the back of his collar with one hand and tore him off his thigh.

There's no food.

Dongdong pouted, her lips began to tremble wildly, and her eyes quickly filled with tears.

The "Flooding Jinshan" skill is currently loading.

Yu Le flipped his wrist and pulled out a beautifully packaged box from the side of the suitcase.

Limited edition Superman figurine.

"Take it, use it to save the world."

Dongdong's tears instantly welled up, and she snatched the box away.

He stared at the packaging box for two seconds.

"Dad, you're lying. Superman wears his underwear on the outside, he doesn't belong to the Land of Light!"

Yu Le pretended to reach out and grab it.

"Don't give it back to me."

Dongdong ran away at lightning speed, carrying the box, shouting as she ran.

"Yes! I want it!"

Liu Xiaoli came out of the kitchen carrying two plates of food. Watching the father and son outwitting each other, she laughed and scolded them.

"How old is he? Don't tease him. Go wash your hands and eat."

Yu Le washed her hands and sat down at the dining table.

The meal was steaming hot, but Liu Qianqian was nowhere to be seen.

At that time, she was still fighting enemies on the set of Mulan!

After washing his hands, Yu Le sat down at the dining table and picked up a piece of glistening braised pork rib.

"Did you get things sorted out in Hollywood?" Liu Xiaoli continued to ask.

"It's done." Yu Le picked up a piece of pork rib. "In their favorite capitalist way."

.....

Yu Le then enjoyed a few rare days of leisure.

Spending time with family and reviewing various reports from the company makes for a rather pleasant life.

Soon, it was mid-October.

mid-October.

A super-luxury private cinema in Beijing's CBD.

The premiere of "Breakup Buddies".

The hall was packed with people.

The long guns and short cannons of various media outlets formed a wall.

The flashbulbs were going off like crazy.

At the end of the red carpet, Ning Hao, Huang Bo, and Xu Zheng strode over, followed by Tang Yan, who was tall, beautiful, and charming.

When this comedy trio gets together, they become a walking comedy-making machine.

The host handed over the microphone.

Huang Bo directly criticized Xu Zheng: "Filming this movie is too hard on the eyes. Xu Zheng's head reflects too much light. The crew didn't even need to use a lighting board."

The media in the audience burst into laughter.

Xu Zheng retorted without hesitation: "You have the nerve to say that? The director found so many beautiful actresses to act with you, but when they saw your face, they thought they'd wandered onto the wrong set, like they were filming a horror movie!"

Ning Hao was so happy he slapped his thigh.

Corner of the hall.

Yu Le was wearing a minimalist black hoodie and a black baseball cap pulled low over her head.

He put his hands in his pockets and walked around the red carpet area where flashing lights were dense.

Tickets checked for entry.

The third row, the very edge corner.

Yu Le pulled down the chair and sat down.

He just came over to check out the goods today because he had nothing else to do, and didn't want to steal the spotlight from these lively characters.

I had just sat down for a short while.

Someone sat down next to me.

A young male actor, dressed in a bespoke suit and with half a pound of hair wax on his hair, sat down.

The male actor looked around, his face practically screaming, "I'm famous."

This is a newcomer who recently rose to fame with a period drama, named Li Zhe.

His assistant, sitting on the other side, leaned over in a low voice.

"Brother Zhe, do you think Mr. Yu from Salty Fish Entertainment is coming today? If we could strike up a conversation with him and snag some resources, we'd be set for life!"

Li Zhe adjusted his cufflinks and gave a disdainful snort: "Try to talk to me? Mr. Yu and I have a long-standing relationship."

Yu Le was unscrewing his thermos to drink water when he paused for a second and almost choked on the water.

old friend?

Why don't I remember knowing this person?

The assistant looked at him with adoration.

"Really? Brother Zhe, you even know President Yu?"

Li Zhe straightened his back and began to unleash his full power.

"Of course it's true! Last time at a private dinner party, Mr. Yu insisted on having tea with me and we talked about performing arts for a full two hours."

"Mr. Yu is a good person in every way, except that he loves to show off. He won't drink anything but the finest Da Hong Pao tea, and he always has eight bodyguards with him when he goes out."

Yu Le silently put the lid on the thermos.

Top-grade Da Hong Pao?

Eight bodyguards?

Is it really that exaggerated?

Yu Le couldn't help but turn her head, the brim of her baseball cap covering most of her face.

"Dude, you just said that Mr. Yu likes to drink Da Hong Pao tea?"

Li Zhe glanced at Yu Le.

Judging from the fact that this person is wearing an ordinary black hoodie without any brand name, he's probably just a random passerby who snuck in.

Li Zhe looked disdainful and put on airs.

"Of course, even for the top-grade Da Hong Pao tea that costs tens of thousands of yuan per tael, Mr. Yu has to use air-freighted spring water from the Alps to brew the tea."

Yu Le nodded, finding the information very helpful.

"What does General Manager Yu look like? Does he have three heads and six arms?"

Li Zhe scoffed.

"What do you mean by 'three heads and six arms'? Mr. Yu is over forty years old, with a beer belly, a receding hairline, and a big gold chain. He has the typical look of a nouveau riche. And he has a terrible temper, always threatening to blacklist people."

Yu Le touched her flat stomach and thick hair.

Fine.

Mediterranean, beer belly, nouveau riche.

The character is quite well-developed.

The assistant listened in stunned silence.

"Brother Zhe, if President Yu really comes later, you'll have to give me some pointers."

Li Zhe waved his hand.

"Don't worry, when he arrives, I'll take you to toast him directly."