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

Mid-November. Beijing welcomed its first snow.

The temperature plummeted, and the trees on the street were covered with a thin layer of white frost, creating a desolate scene.

China Film Group, Chairman's Office.

The heating was so strong it made you sweat. Han Sanping sat behind his large mahogany desk, holding an industry report in his hand, looking relaxed.

The assistant pushed open the door and came in very quietly, carrying a cup of freshly brewed Da Hong Pao tea. He carefully placed it on the table, not daring to make the slightest sound.

"What's been happening at Salty Fish Entertainment lately?" Han Sanping put down the internal report, picked up his teacup, gently skimmed off the foam with the lid, and blew on the steam.

"Chairman Han, there's been no movement at all," the assistant reported in a voice that was eight octaves lower than usual, with a hint of seeking credit.

"The promotion and distribution of Ning Hao's 'The Golden Era' has completely stopped. The other two dramas haven't been urged through any channels either. I heard... I heard that Yu Le hasn't even gone to the company these past few days, staying home every day, as if he's resigned to his fate."

Han Sanping's lips twitched, his eyes revealing a calm indifference that suggested he was in complete control.

"Young people, it's good to be talented, but you also need to know the rules and have a sense of awe," Han Sanping said calmly.

"Does he really think he can get away with anything in Beijing just because of a few hit movies? How naive. Let's shut him down for a month, let his restless heart settle down and learn his lesson."

"Chairman Han is right, you're giving him pointers," the assistant quickly chimed in. "Section Chief Wang from the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television called today to ask if we should give Xianyu Entertainment a heads-up about who they should contact."

"I don't understand." Han Sanping's tone was completely calm. "Let him figure it out himself. When Yu Le has figured it out, he can call me on this phone himself and have a sincere chat. That's when we'll talk."

Rules are rules.

In this circle, connections, seniority, and the unseen power of approval are the real moats.

Yu Le's talent is nothing if he can't cross this river.

At the same time. Grand Mansion.

The open kitchen of the penthouse duplex was steaming hot and filled with the aroma of food.

Yu Le was wearing a comfortable gray turtleneck sweater with a cartoon-patterned apron casually tied around her waist. She was holding a sharp kitchen knife and processing a round potato on the cutting board.

The knife fell, tap-tap-tap-tap—the sound was as dense as raindrops pattering on banana leaves, forming a crisp melody. In no time, a pile of fine, evenly translucent potato shreds appeared on the cutting board.

Liu Qianqian was wearing a pink, fluffy bunny pajama set, barefoot, and leaning against the kitchen door frame like a kitten, holding an apple, her delicate eyebrows furrowed.

"Dad, Director Ning Hao called Sister Yang Nuo again this morning," Liu Qianqian complained, her cheeks bulging, after taking a big bite of apple. "Are we just going to sit here and wait?"

Yu Le soaked the shredded potatoes in clean water, carefully rinsing away the excess starch, her movements unhurried and deliberate.

"What's the rush?" Yu Le picked up a rag to wipe his hands, glanced back at her, and smiled. "The sky isn't going to fall. If the schedule is canceled, we'll just reschedule. It'll be a good opportunity for Ning Hao to polish the post-production again."

"But the fans online are going crazy!" Liu Qianqian swiped her phone open and held it up in front of him. "Look, look, the entire supertopic is asking when 'The Golden Era' will be released. Everyone's waiting!"

Yu Le didn't respond. Instead, she turned around, took vinegar and soy sauce from the spice rack, and started making the sauce for the hot and sour shredded potatoes. She even had the leisure to hum a little tune.

Just then, the cell phone on the island table started to vibrate.

Caller ID: Old Mike.

Yu Le put down the vinegar bottle, calmly wiped her hands, walked over and pressed the answer button.

"Boss!" Old Mike's voice came from across the ocean, and even through the airwaves, his barely suppressed excitement and elation were palpable. "Fantastic news! The White House has finally confirmed it!"

Liu Qianqian abruptly stopped eating the apple, her ears instantly perking up.

"Don't rush, Mike, speak slowly." Yu Le's tone remained calm.

Old Mike took a deep breath and reported rapidly, "The President's plane will arrive in Beijing tomorrow for a three-day state visit. On his itinerary, two hours have been specifically set aside on the afternoon of the last day for a 'Sino-US People-to-People Cultural Exchange' activity! And the location of the activity..."

Old Mike paused deliberately, seemingly enjoying the moment of revelation.

"...The location is right here in our Salty Fish Entertainment headquarters building!"

"Clatter!"

Liu Qianqian froze on the spot, her eyes wide open, staring straight at Yu Le's calm face.

"Understood." Yu Le's expression remained unchanged, as if he had only heard that the vegetable prices had increased by two cents tonight. "Thank you for your hard work. I will have the domestic team handle the follow-up security and reception arrangements."

hang up the phone.

Yu Le glanced at the apple at her feet, bent down to pick it up and threw it in the trash can, then turned to look at Liu Qianqian, who was completely petrified, and said gently:

"What are you daydreaming about? Go wash your hands, it's time to eat."

"Dad...Dad..." Liu Qianqian's throat tightened, and she felt a little unsteady. "Just now...Old Mike said...who...who's coming to our company?"

"The new president of the United States."

Yu Le answered casually, while picking up the wok, turning on the heat, and pouring in the oil.

With a sizzle, minced scallions, ginger, and garlic were added to the pan and sautéed until fragrant, filling the entire kitchen with an instant rich aroma.

……

That afternoon. Salty Fish Entertainment Headquarters.

Yang Nuo was sitting in her office, worrying about three publicity plans that had been completely stalled.

The landline on the table rang unexpectedly, startling her.

She took a deep breath and answered, "Hello, Salty Fish Entertainment."

"Hello, this is the Foreign Affairs Department of the Ministry of Commerce." The voice on the other end of the phone was serious and efficient.

"Please transfer us to your supervisor, Mr. Yu Le, immediately. We have received instructions from our superiors regarding a crucial foreign affairs reception task that requires your company's full cooperation in preparation over the next 48 hours."

Yang Nuo's hand holding the microphone suddenly trembled, and the microphone slammed heavily against the edge of the table with a dull thud.

Foreign Affairs Department? Important foreign affairs reception tasks?

Her mind went completely blank for a moment.

Half an hour later, three black Audis with special license plates featuring black backgrounds and red lettering silently drove into the underground parking garage of the Salted Fish Entertainment Building.

Several staff members dressed in dark suits, with solemn expressions and badges on their chests, quickly entered the elevator under the suspicious gaze of the company security guards.

All senior executives at the director level and above at Xianyu Entertainment were summoned to the largest conference room by an urgent phone call.

The atmosphere in the meeting room was extremely tense. The head of the Commerce Department took a stack of documents from his briefcase and distributed them to everyone present.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please sign this confidentiality agreement first. According to the notification, a delegation led by the President of the United States will be making an official visit to your company at 2:00 PM the day after tomorrow."

"This is an important part of this state visit, and the security and reception level is the highest. From now on, the interior and exterior of this building will be taken over by us and relevant departments to conduct a comprehensive security check and process deployment."