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After Wu Jing left, Chen Xi stayed in Fu Yibai's office for a while longer.

"Mr. Fu, are you so confident in this project?"

"Military action films are a blank in the country, and a blank means an opportunity."

Wu Jing is someone who puts in a lot of effort, and the core emotions of the script are very clear.

There has always been a demand for this type of subject matter among domestic audiences; it's just that no one has been able to produce it.

Chen Xi nodded thoughtfully.

"Then I'll arrange the project approval and funding plan."

Go ahead.

You handle this directly; there's no need to report it to me.

After Chen Xi left, Fu Yibai leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes for a while.

He remembered Wolf Warrior 2's success in his previous life very clearly: 5.6 billion yuan at the box office, which raised the upper limit of the Chinese film box office chart by a lot.

In this iteration, "The Wandering Earth" has already raised the ceiling for domestic films to 3.4 billion yuan. If "Wolf Warrior 2" can continue its original trajectory and explode in popularity, it will further solidify Chenxi's position in the industry.

He didn't do much; the matter was in the right hands, and all that was left was time.

On the evening of August 28, it was not yet completely dark in Beijing, and a dark red afterglow still lingered on the western horizon.

On the shore of Lake LAVIE, Fu Yibai set up two fishing rods, leaned back in a folding chair, and half-closed his eyes, seemingly watching the floats or dozing off.

Zhao Ning squatted to his left, holding a children's fishing rod in her hand, her eyes fixed on the water.

Jingchen sat on a small stool on the right, holding a fishing rod in one hand and a handful of fish food in the other. Every now and then, he would throw a few pellets into the water, creating fine ripples on the surface of the water around the float.

A square table was set up on the lawn, where Yang Rong, Liu Yan, Li Dabai, and Bai Mengyan were playing mahjong.

Jing'an and Jinyu sat on the picnic mat next to them, one chewing on a teething stick and the other playing with a few colorful soft balls.

Liu Yifei and Wang Ou came up from the elevator in the underground parking garage, put their suitcases back in their respective villas, and changed into some comfortable clothes before coming out.

The two walked along the path towards the lake and saw Fu Yibai and the children's backs in the distance.

"Yi Bai, Sister Da Bai, Sister Rong..."

Liu Yifei called out from afar.

Upon hearing the sound, Zhao Ning turned around and saw Liu Yifei and the others. The little girl threw down her fishing rod and ran away.

Jing Chen turned his head and glanced at it. After hesitating for less than two seconds, he put his fishing rod down on the ground and followed.

"Auntie Sisi! Auntie Ou!"

Liu Yifei squatted down and took Zhao Ning into her arms.

Wang Ou bent down and picked up Jing Chen, who was panting from running.

The two children chattered in their arms, one saying they had caught such a big fish, and the other saying their father had put the fish back.

Liu Yifei carried Zhao Ning to the mahjong table, just as Yang Rong was about to knock over a hand of tiles.

"You're back."

"Sister Rong, Sister Yan, Sister Da Bai."

Wang Ou carried Jing Chen over and greeted the girls.

Bai Mengyan stood up and somewhat awkwardly greeted "Sister Yifei" and "Sister Ou".

"Sit still, don't get up."

Liu Yifei used one hand to press on Bai Mengyan's shoulder.

Fu Yibai then walked over from the lakeside, his hands in his shorts pockets and his feet in slippers, looking quite relaxed.

"I've been in Los Angeles for over three months, thank you for your hard work."

"Absolutely, it's exhausting."

Wang Ou put Jing Chen down and shook his arm.

Yang Rong asked about her experience filming in Hollywood.

Liu Yifei sat down on the picnic mat next to her, placing Zhao Ning and Jin Yu on her lap, her tone flat and indifferent.

"That's fine."

I turn on the camera on time every day and finish work on time, then go back to the hotel.

There were many people in the film crew, but you could only really talk to a few.

Wang Ou nodded: "I'm about the same."

I used to think Hollywood was so mysterious, but when I actually went there, I found out it wasn't all that special.

The film set was not much different from those in China, and some processes were even more drawn out than in China.

I can't get used to the food, and after staying here for a while, I really want to come back.

"Home is still the best," Liu Yifei added.

Fu Yibai smiled but didn't reply.

The women chatted on this topic for a while, from the film set to food, from food to the weather in Los Angeles, and then to the restaurants Yang Mi took them to before returning to China.

After it got completely dark, the lights by the lake came on.

Fu Yibai put away the two fishing rods and poured all three palm-sized crucian carp back into the lake.

Zhao Ning watched from the side, pouting.

"Dad, you said you would cook fish for me."

"These three are too small, let them grow longer."

"You said the same thing last time."

Fu Yibai carried an empty bucket and a fishing rod in one hand, and took Zhao Ning's hand in the other.

Jingchen was already asleep, leaning on Wang Ou's shoulder.

After resting at the villa for a while, dinner was ready.

A group of people sat down around the table, with Fu Yibai in the main seat and Liu Yifei and Wang Ou on either side.

Bai Mengyan sat next to Yang Rong, eating quietly.

After the meal, Bai Mengyan helped Liu Yan clear the dishes. Yang Rong and Li Dabai took the children to take a bath.

Liu Yifei and Wang Ou watched TV in the living room for a while, while Fu Yibai sat next to them, replying to messages on his phone intermittently.

After the children had all fallen asleep, Bai Mengyan returned to her own little building.

Liu Yifei and Wang Ou exchanged a glance, neither of them spoke, but they both stood up at the same time.

Fu Yibai put down his phone and looked at the two of them.

"Come to my place tonight," Liu Yifei said.

Wang Ou walked over and pulled him up from the sofa.

The three of them went to Liu Yifei's villa. As soon as the door closed, Liu Yifei pressed herself against them.

Wang Ou hugged him from behind around the waist. Fu Yibai didn't say anything more.

The next morning, Fu Yibai was woken up by his phone alarm.

Liu Yifei and Wang Ou slept on either side of him, with Liu Yifei's legs on top of his, and Wang Ou's hand on his chest.

He gently moved the two of them apart, then got out of bed to wash up.