Returning to Taiwan in 2000 as a patriotic artist

Taipei in June is as hot as a steamer.

Inside the private tennis club, the air conditioning was turned up to the maximum, and two caddies were busy running around, picking up the tennis balls that had been hit and putting them back into the ball bucket.

On the central stage, a pianist is playing "Ballade pour Adeline," the soothing music echoing throughout the room.

On the court, Yang Wanqing wore a white tennis dress, tied her long hair into a high ponytail, and revealed her slender neck.

She raised her racket and served first, sending the pale yellow ball flying and spinning towards the other side.

As the tennis ball flew towards him, Ge Fuhong used one hand to hit the ball with a backhand stroke, sending the pale yellow ball flying back.

She was wearing a blue polo shirt and tight shorts, and had a neat short haircut.

The two chatted while playing ball.

As the tennis ball flew past, so did the voice: "So... you spent a million to buy two handymen?"

Yang Wanqing seemed to remember something, and couldn't help but smile: "There are still 50 songs left."

"50 songs?" Ge Fuhong raised an eyebrow. "Is this something Wu Zongxian can't sell, trying to rip you off?"

"Just wait and see how I deal with him another day!"

"Hey, Wanqing, if you have money, take care of your sisters too." Chai Zhiping, who was in the rest area, couldn't sit still any longer.

She is thirty-eight years old this year, wearing a summer tracksuit, and has an intellectual and gentle temperament.

But those in the industry know that this woman has a ruthless streak.

She used to work on variety shows on TV, and "Super Sunday" consistently had good ratings.

I'm thinking of switching careers to acting in TV dramas.

"How about we let your Gu Bei bring his own funding to the cast, and I'll reserve the male lead role in 'Meteor Garden' for him?"

"I'll ask Gu Bei when he arrives," Yang Wanqing politely declined.

Chai Zhiping switched to acting in TV dramas, but she wasn't optimistic about it.

"Okay." Chai Zhiping knew it was hopeless.

However, she sensed something unusual in Yang Wanqing's attitude towards Gu Bei, and still held onto a sliver of hope.

"You just said he wants to open a studio?" Ge Fuhong steered the conversation back to Gu Bei.

She was slightly interested in the idea.

"Phew~"

After letting out a long breath, Ge Fuhong put down her racket and slowly walked towards the rest area.

Seeing that she had stopped playing, Yang Wanqing put down her racket and followed her.

As soon as the two sat down, the waiter immediately brought over freshly squeezed juice, put it down, and turned to leave.

After watching the person walk away, Yang Wanqing said, "Gu Bei proposed a cooperation model."

"He owns the copyright, brokerage rights, business decision-making power, and production rights."

"Eagle King provides funding, distribution, promotion, and company resources, as well as basic services."

"Both parties sign an agency agreement, and the profits are split proportionally."

"A very novel cooperation model," Ge Fuhong exclaimed in admiration after hearing it.

"He's not even a newcomer yet, where does he get the audacity to make such a request?"

She then thought about it again and found it unbelievable.

You should know that nowadays, when newcomers enter the entertainment industry and encounter a conscientious company, the revenue split is only 80/20.

Company 8, Newcomers 2.

If you encounter someone without a conscience...

For example, Alfa, after he went in, was just a general helper.

"Did you agree?" Chai Zhiping asked curiously.

"I'm still considering it." Yang Wanqing shook her head. "I've already asked my assistant to pick him up."

"When he arrives, you guys can help me vet him."

She knew how sharp their judgment was.

Especially Ge Fuhong; if Gu Bei can get past her, then it means it's worth a try.

The three chatted for a while.

Assistant Xiaoyun has already brought Gu Bei over.

Gu Bei just went back to Alfa to retrieve Zhou Jielun and Fang Wenshan's personal belongings.

I also took the recorded soundtrack of "Lovely Woman" with me, to use as a stepping stone for the betting agreement.

Just as they finished their work, Xiaoyun called and said that Sister Yang wanted to introduce two people to him.

Gu Bei had some doubts at that moment.

He could guess that one of them would be Ge Fuhong, but he didn't expect the other to be Chai Zhiping.

She will become the future queen of Taiwanese idol dramas.

Next March, she will film "Meteor Garden", making F4 famous and ushering in the golden age of idol dramas.

"Hello, Sister Ge, Sister Yang, Sister Chai," Gu Bei greeted politely.

Seeing this, Xiaoyun turned and left with her briefcase.

Judging from the direction she was heading... it was actually the bodyguards' rest area.

That's really surprising.

After watching Xiaoyun leave, Gu Bei naturally sat down next to Yang Wanqing.

Ge Fuhong looked him up and down, her glasses scanning him from head to toe like an X-ray.

"You're good-looking, and you must train a lot." She nodded in satisfaction. "Do you play ball?"

"I know a little," Gu Bei said modestly.

"Let's play a game then." Ge Fuhong stood up, took the racket the waiter brought, and walked towards the tennis court.

"You'll team up with Zhiping, and I'll team up with Wanqing. It'll be doubles."

"Okay." Gu Bei nodded gently, planning to relieve himself in a bit.

In his previous life, he loved sports, and naturally played a lot of tennis.

With years of experience, a youthful body, and the physical advantages of being a man, the buffs are now fully stacked.

It's really not okay not to drain the water.

Ge Fuhong serves.

Her playing style, like her personality, is crisp, efficient, and powerful.

The ball flew over with a "thud," heading straight for Gu Bei's right side.

Gu Bei deliberately slowed down by half a beat, his racket grazing the edge of the ball as it flew out, the ball softly crossing the net and landing right in front of Yang Wanqing.

Yang Wanqing easily returned the ball, which flew to Chai Zhiping's left side.

Chai Zhiping swung her racket sideways and hit the ball back quickly and accurately.

After a few rounds, Gu Bei quickly figured out the routine.

Ge Fuhong plays a power-based style, Yang Jie plays a skill-based style, while Chai Zhiping plays a steady and reliable style with almost no mistakes.

And he...

Know when to yield, when to accept, and when to make a mistake.

He's the one who always loses.

Soon, the women realized something was wrong.

Gu Bei always missed the difficult balls that required him to catch.

Then a sentence will come:

"Sister Ge is amazing! That shot was so difficult."

"Sister Yang, please be gentle, I can't handle it."

"Sister Chai, I'm really sorry, even someone as capable as you can't carry me."

Just when Chai Zhiping was about to make a mistake, Gu Bei always managed to catch the ball easily.

None of the women were pushovers; before the game was even over, they all realized that Gu Bei wasn't really playing basketball at all!

It's clearly about human relationships and social skills.

But on the other hand, they were actually quite pleased with themselves.

After the match, the score was 6-4, with Ge Fuhong and Yang Wanqing winning the game.

The group put down their rackets and walked back to the rest area, wiping their sweat.

As soon as he sat down, Ge Fuhong praised, "Gu Bei, very good."

"Wanqing told me you're thinking of opening your own studio?"

"Yes, I have that idea." Gu Bei carefully opened a bottle of mineral water for Sister Yang.

Then he opened a bottle for himself.

He knew that a good impression had been made.

The next issue is whether or not a deal can be reached between the individual studio and the performance-based agreement.

"Why?" Ge Fuhong looked at him sharply. "Do you know how many artists in Taiwan open studios and end up losing everything?"

"I know," Gu Bei nodded, "but that was how it was done before."

"Oh?" Chai Zhiping also became interested. "What new approach do you have?"

After thinking for a moment, Gu Bei decided to put forward the first point of view.

"Sister Ge, Sister Chai, Sister Yang, I have a question for you."

"Go ahead," Ge Fuhong said, leaning back in her chair.

What usually happens after an artist becomes famous?