Huayu 1999: Starting with nothing but getting something for nothing

"When I first saw this young man, I knew he was no ordinary person and was definitely someone who could accomplish great things."

He spoke for less than two minutes, and I decided to give him 400 million, all at once. He can spend it however he wants; it doesn't matter if he loses it, in fact, it's best if he does, because he'll owe me a huge favor, haha. Bro, am I right?

Also, you all saw the Grand Cherokee outside, right? That's not a reward. My money didn't come from nowhere; it was saved up and earned by him.

Because, before I came here, I asked around about how money is spent on filming, and I dare say, there aren't many film crews in all of China as clean as yours!

You guys are all good brothers, right? I'm old Fan, not very good at talking, but I promise you, as long as this movie makes money, I'll share the profits with all of you brothers here.

"A promise is a promise. Come on, cheers!"

At this moment, Lao Fan shone brightly!

The applause was thunderous. Yang Che had never seen these guys applaud so enthusiastically, shout so excitedly. They almost yelled, "Long live President Fan!"

Yang Che naturally knew what Lao Fan wanted. After the commotion subsided, he raised his hand to suppress it.

"Let me tell you, as you all probably know, the company I run is Doubao Culture Media. Yes, I will be producing films and television dramas in the future."

I ask everyone to bear witness that in the future, the names Fan Zeping will always appear in the subtitles of any movie or TV series produced by Doubao.

Brother Fan, I'm not trying to get investment from you. Your first investment is a permanent naming rights deal.

So, under Fan Bingbing's jealous gaze and witnessed by everyone else, Yang Che and Fan Zeping made a vow—or rather, drank a toast.

Old Fan was so excited; he was forty-five years old, and he even wiped the corner of his eye.

Then she dragged Fan Tao to Heaven on Earth for a good time!

Damn it!!!

Yang Che, perhaps because his friends all wanted a bigger share of the box office revenue, was being relentlessly toasted, since the big boss, Fan, didn't concern himself with such trivial matters...

Then Li Xiangdong and Xing Jianwei helped him back to Courtyard No. 8 and put him on the bed.

"Ugh... damn it, back to the hotel, the hotel..."

Fan Bingbing, who was busy taking care of things, looked at her boyfriend's whimpering appearance and smiled at Li Xiangdong and Xing Jianwei: "You guys go back, I'll take care of him."

Xing Jianwei immediately stood at attention: "Okay, I got it. Sister-in-law, we're leaving now."

Fan Bingbing chuckled, then glared at him and scolded, "What are you yelling about?"

Xing Jianwei, who had successfully completed the test, said with a grin, "Sister Bingbing, let's go."

"Hmm, wait a minute. It's hot. You usually watch the warehouse, there's no air conditioning there, so buy more cold drinks."

As Fan Bingbing spoke, she took out 100 yuan from her bag and handed it to Xing Jianwei, who was two years younger than her.

As for Li Xiangdong, he stared intently at the doorknob, his body tense. He felt he hadn't been this nervous even when he was on the front lines at Laoshan...

Xing Jianwei chuckled and accepted it, saying, "Thank you, sister-in-law."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Xiangdong fled the bedroom door as if in a panic, taking three steps at a time to get out of the room before letting out a long sigh of relief.

Then he looked at Xing Jianwei, the kid in the crew who was generally considered to be the most perceptive, with a complicated expression.

Xing Jianwei chuckled and pulled out 50 yuan from his pocket, handing it to Li Xiangdong: "Brother Dong, everyone gets a share."

Li Xiangdong waved his hand repeatedly: "It's for you."

"Here you go, we're all on the same side. Brother Che bought us a refrigerator at the warehouse a long time ago."

Li Xiangdong looked at the 50 yuan in his hand. Although he was dull-witted, he wasn't stupid. He knew what "one of us" meant. After all, Yang Che had specially called him to come over for dinner today, and at the dinner table, he had said that he would also receive a share of the future bonus, so he should enjoy himself.

"Do you know about Mr. Yang and Gao Yuanyuan...?"

"I know, it's normal for Che-ge to have two girlfriends, he's so awesome~"

"......."

Li Xiangdong handed the 50 yuan back to Xing Jianwei, then shook his head without saying anything and walked away first.

He had a deep impression of the day he met Yang Che. After the supervisors left, Gao Yuanyuan gave him a heartwarming smile from afar. Li Xiangdong felt at that moment that the two of them were a perfect match.

Meanwhile, in the bedroom, Little Fatty was wiping his girlfriend's face with a towel, grinning from ear to ear, looking incredibly happy.

Yang Che was indeed drunk and so dizzy that he could barely walk, but he was sober. However, no one listened to him; he wanted to go back to the hotel.

He naturally overheard the conversation between Little Fatty and Xing Jianwei... and when he came to his senses, he secretly turned off his phone.

However, his movements were inevitably distorted due to the alcohol. Fan Bingbing thought he was going to take out his phone, so she took it out for him. Seeing that the screen was black and the phone was off, she muttered something and plugged it into the charging cable on the bedside table.

Just as I was about to turn on the computer to avoid delaying things, I heard him humming something like "Turn off, rest" from the bed. That brought me back to my senses. We were resting today, and he had drunk too much. Why would I turn on the computer?

After that, she started taking care of Yang Che, just like her mother took care of her drunk father.

After wiping her face, Fan Bingbing found herself straddling him. Seeing his brows relax, she glanced around furtively, then pursed her lips, leaned down and kissed him, followed by a look of utter disgust.

"Hmm~ This smells like alcohol!"

Yang Che really wanted to flip her over and pin her down, but he didn't have the strength, and he was also worried about what would happen if Fan Bingbing saw the condom in the bedside table.

The reason it was described as "yinyin" is because he was really drunk. He didn't last long and fell asleep completely when Fan Bingbing got off him.

The idea that a man could force himself on someone while blacked out only exists in illogical stories.

If you don't think so, and you've had such an experience, well, then it must be selective memory; the memory your brain fabricated is just deceiving you.

Fan Bingbing sat on the edge of the bed and watched him for a while, then prepared to put the towel back in the bathroom before going to find Wang Jinghua.

She hadn't walked far when she realized that the towel in her hand was light pink.

Fan Bingbing pouted. She didn't think much of it, but she felt inexplicably disgusted. Although she loved girly pink, she didn't want her boyfriend to wear pink. Ugh~

Then, as if remembering something, she suddenly turned around and saw a pair of pillows on the bed, one with a blue pillowcase and the other with a pink one.

Her heart sank slowly. She paused for a moment, then dragged her feet to the bathroom. Looking around, she saw only a set of toothbrush and toothpaste, along with soap, shampoo, and a small bottle of baby lotion... but there were indeed two towels.

Fan Bingbing's expression calmed down a bit. Realizing she had overthought things, she opened the mirror cabinet above the sink and froze. Inside was a complete set of toiletries, all for women.

"Perhaps it was just something someone else in the crew casually picked up..."

Fan Bingbing gritted her teeth and opened the sink cabinet under the sink, where the Always sanitary napkins were clearly visible.