Chapter 712: Let

At Luo Yuzhong's age and status, it is actually rare to encounter a thorny, difficult-to-resolve matter.

Because whether it comes to reasoning or arm-wrestling, there are very few people left who can hold their ground in front of him.

However, there are always some people who cannot be bothered to listen to your logic, preferring to be a mantis trying to stop a chariot rather than engage in your game of weighing pros and cons.

Generally speaking, such people are often young, fresh out of the gate, and thus full of spirit.

In novels, such people are often the protagonist or the protagonist's friend; although they act on impulse, it is the impulse of justice.

But in reality, they can actually be righteous, impulsive, or to put it bluntly, stupid.

Lu Yan He gave Luo Yuzhong a call to ask about the situation.

Only then did he learn that it was about the drama *White No. 13*, which Luo Yuzhong had previously wanted to invite him to guest star in.

The original novel's author, Wen Jun, had accused the production team online of kicking him out of the screenwriting team after he was invited to serve as a screenwriter and had written the first draft, and furthermore, they did not intend to give him a screenwriting credit.

The drama hadn't even started filming yet, and such a thing had already blown up.

It still stirred up some heated discussion online.

Especially in the current environment, the low bargaining power of screenwriters and their vulnerability to bullying and oppression have become a very hot topic on social platforms. It often attracts the attention of some people and gains the support of others.

The drama *White No. 13* itself was not very high-profile. Because the drama had not yet cast its roles and no celebrity fanbases had stepped in, generally speaking, it wouldn't have triggered large-scale discussion.

However, the marketing account that publicized this matter was also interesting; it specifically pointed out that this drama was a project being handled by Luo Yuzhong's production company and was highly likely to be Luo Yuzhong's next directing project.

Once this name was attached, the heat arrived immediately.

Of course, in reality, this drama was indeed Luo Yuzhong's next directing project.

Lu Yan He was a bit puzzled, not knowing why Luo Yuzhong's company would kick the original author out of the screenwriting team.

In this industry, there are indeed many projects that bully rookie screenwriters, even if they are the original authors.

Such situations are common.

You couldn't exactly call it a free ride; the manuscript fee might have been paid, but they wouldn't give you credit.

You have to know that in the screenwriting trade, having a credited work and not having one are two completely different things.

But if you were to say that a director of Luo Yuzhong's level could still do something like bullying a rookie, that would be a bit of a stretch. He wouldn't dare speak for others, but he knew Luo Yuzhong, was familiar with him, and knew Luo Yuzhong's character.

Luo Yuzhong explained the ins and outs of the matter to Lu Yan He, and only then did Lu Yan He understand.

If you really wanted to settle the accounts for this matter, it would have to be traced back to Lu Yan He himself.

At the time, Luo Yuzhong gave the script for *White No. 13* to Lu Yan He to read, and Lu Yan He offered his opinion, feeling that the script was too dull and the plot's rhythmic beats weren't distinct enough; if it were filmed as a drama, it would be hard to attract people to keep watching.

As it happened, Luo Yuzhong had the same feeling.

Therefore, Luo Yuzhong found other screenwriters to rewrite the script.

The problem lay right there.

Wen Jun did not agree to let others modify the script he had created.

He was the original author and also the screenwriter; even if the initial script wasn't that satisfactory, no one could deny his importance to this story.

Luo Yuzhong had personally talked to him twice to communicate the problems existing in the script.

Wen Jun refused to agree to anything.

There was no other way; after discussing it, Luo Yuzhong and his team could only terminate the screenwriting contract with Wen Jun and find other screenwriters to adapt it.

Thus, there was that scene of Wen Jun accusing the production team online.

From Lu Yan He's perspective, he felt that the *White No. 13* production team hadn't done anything wrong.

They had indeed invited Wen Jun to be the screenwriter before, and if Wen Jun refused to modify the script, the production team only had two choices: compromise or find other screenwriters to rewrite the script.

If it were the former, they could find other screenwriters to make adjustments based on Wen Jun's foundation—but Wen Jun had already made it clear he was unwilling to accept others modifying his script, so the easiest (but also most expensive) way for the production team was the latter.

And if it were the latter, Wen Jun naturally had to be removed from the list of screenwriters.

Lu Yan He asked, "Master, what are you planning to do now? Are you going to respond to this matter directly online?"

Luo Yuzhong said, "Everyone is discussing whether there is any need to continue with this project."

Lu Yan He was stunned.

"If we stop now, our losses on this project can be controlled within three million. If we continue and let the new screenwriters start working, that's also fine; we haven't breached the contract, and we aren't the ones at fault. I actually have the confidence to continue this project, it's just that I don't know what else Wen Jun will stir up later. After all, he isn't just the former screenwriter, he's also the original author."

"Then the loss is too great."

Even if it were controlled within three million, Lu Yan He knew very well that for a production company like Luo Yuzhong's, the annual profit might only be a little over ten million—

And that was only in years when there were new projects launched and payments could be collected.

They weren't some big company.

But in the current situation, if Wen Jun was determined to keep making a scene, it would indeed cause continuous negative impact on *White No. 13*. As a project still in the incubation stage, stopping now might be the easiest choice.

Lu Yan He thought about it seriously and said, "Wen Jun doesn't have any other intentions, purely just not wanting his script to be modified by others?"

"He wants to preserve the style of his original novel." Luo Yuzhong sighed helplessly, "In his words, he doesn't want this drama to be adapted into a vulgar, thriller spy drama."

Put this way, Lu Yan He really didn't have anything he could help with.

Actually, this matter wasn't about whether it was easy to solve, but that Luo Yuzhong and his team didn't need to find themselves a trouble that could explode at any time for a twelve-episode short drama project.

Luo Yuzhong and his team could afford a loss within three million.

It was just a bit of a pity.

The copyright for *White No. 13* remained in their hands, but it couldn't be developed, which was equivalent to buying it for nothing.

Was there any way to help Luo Yuzhong? -

"You want to find Wen Jun to talk?" Chen Ziyan was a bit surprised, "By helping him film a movie version, you'll get him to shut up about the drama adaptation?"

"Yes." Lu Yan He nodded.

Chen Ziyan: "Then I'll go talk to him. However, based on how he's acting now, he's probably a pretty cynical person. Are you sure you want to cooperate with him?"

"It would be best if I could cooperate with him without using my name; I don't want to get involved with him either," Lu Yan He said. "But if I don't use my name, he might not be tempted by a movie adaptation."

Chen Ziyan: "How about this, I'll go contact Zhou Changying and see if she's interested. If she is, we can do this project."

Zhou Changying was the director of *Behind the Golden Clothes*.

Chen Ziyan asked, "What do you think *White No. 13* would look like if it were filmed according to the original work?"

"It would be that kind of very typical, relatively dull art-house film," Lu Yan He said. "This novel is written in a very stream-of-consciousness, prose-like style. I can actually roughly understand what kind of style Wen Jun is insisting on, but obviously, such a film is hard to make profitable."

Chen Ziyan: "Then are you willing to suffer a loss yourself just to help Director Luo continue to push his project forward?"

"I don't intend to suffer a loss myself. Since it's an art-house film, we'll make it according to an art-house film's budget, and the film's distribution must be handed over to our Linghe to handle," Lu Yan He said. "Additionally, whether we actually do this or not depends on whether Wen Jun accepts it and what kind of conditions he proposes. If he opens his mouth like a lion, then forget it. For Master, this loss is acceptable; I don't need to let myself suffer a loss. It's just that if I can help Master recover some losses without suffering a loss myself, I'm willing to do it."

"Then I understand. Leave it to me, I'll do it," Chen Ziyan said. "I'll go pull strings and build bridges, but I won't come forward in your name. I'll go contact some investors I'm familiar with to put this deal together; it has nothing to do with you. But to ensure profitability, and because I want to ensure that the project's control remains in my hands, Linghe must join this project. Linghe isn't interested in this small project, but because the drama version is in your Master's hands, you proposed the condition of Linghe joining to help your Master out—"

Lu Yan He understood and nodded.

Sister Ziyan is still Sister Ziyan; she thought of a plan so quickly.

Lu Yan He gave her a thumbs up.

On the video call, Chen Ziyan smiled slightly.

"You said earlier that Siqi is preparing to cooperate with Yang Zhouli?"

"Yes." Lu Yan He nodded.

"Bold and daring, to actually agree to it." Chen Ziyan was also surprised.

"Agreed because there are resources and channels provided by Shijin that Jump Up desperately needs right now. If we don't agree, Yang Zhouli will go crazy throwing money around to poach people, and maybe Jump Up will have half its people poached by him, directly hollowing us out," Lu Yan He said. "We don't have such strong strength to play the money-throwing game with him right now. Do you think Jump Up will be swallowed by him?"

"Jump Up cooperating with them isn't much of a problem for now," Chen Ziyan said bluntly. "Jump Up's core value doesn't lie in the media matrix formed over these years, but in the fact that it has reconstructed a cultural brand ecosystem, and only Jump Up possesses this cultural brand ecosystem. It's not that simple for them to swallow this ecosystem. Even if they poached all of you at Jump Up, it would be useless, because the three words 'Jump Up' are in your and Siqi's hands."

Chen Ziyan pointed it out with a single stroke.

"Moreover, you also know that too many people are eyeing Jump Up right now; Yang Zhouli is just the first to make a move," Chen Ziyan said. "Poaching people is just the most conventional method. I can only say that although Yang Zhouli is a complex person who makes people unable to see clearly, so far, he hasn't played any underhanded tricks. It's okay to cooperate appropriately."

Lu Yan He: "Our stall is spread too wide, especially Jump Up, but indeed, because our foundation isn't thick, we get startled by the slightest disturbance. Actually, Sister Ziyan, do you know what I'm most worried about in my heart? I haven't even told Siqi yet—"

Chen Ziyan thought for a moment and asked, "Are you talking about the poaching?"

"Yes."

Chen Ziyan immediately said, "I think it must be that the two people he poached aren't just anyone, but people close to you, whom you thought would never be the first batch to be poached, right?"

Lu Yan He nodded with a stern expression.

"And he used completely open and above-board methods, seeing what Xin Zixing and Bai Yu wanted most and inviting them over in a legitimate way," Lu Yan He said. "This isn't even boiling a frog in warm water; it's directly striking at the seven-inch mark. If we refuse to agree, it makes us look excessive instead."

The departure of Xin Zixing and Bai Yu wasn't even just a "peaceful breakup." Especially Xin Zixing, who specifically came to ask for Lu Yan He's opinion before making her decision.

This matter reflected the fatal shortcoming behind Lu Yan He's seemingly powerful influence—

You think you have provided a very broad stage for your friends. But in reality, humans are not creatures that are satisfied with "what I possess"; people are always pursuing a higher, bigger stage.

Yang Zhouli understands the inner desires of his friends better than he does.

This is the most terrifying part.

This is also a wake-up call that Yang Zhouli has sounded in Lu Yan He's mind.

This brings us back to Luo Yuzhong's matter.

Why, even though Luo Yuzhong was prepared to give up on this project, did Lu Yan He still want to try, through his own methods, to see if he could save the *White No. 13* project?

He wanted to practically do some things into the hearts of the people he cared about.

"Although they didn't say it, your departure must have still made them feel a bit sad inside."

Xu Zijun and Bai Yu were sitting in a coffee shop, saying.

Bai Yu held the coffee cup in front of her with both hands, was silent for a moment, and asked, "Zijun, if it were you who got this opportunity, would you accept it?"

Xu Zijun shook her head.

"Don't ask me. I actually understand your choice. For those who haven't truly received this opportunity like you, all assumptions are just talking without back pain."

Xu Zijun's words were very direct.

"When everyone imagines themselves getting a million, they all very generously feel that they can take some out to share with family and friends, but when you really have a million, even if someone comes to borrow five thousand from you, you might weigh and hesitate, and not lend it out so easily."

Xu Zijun was talking about her own experience.

Money in imagination can always be fantasized about: donate a part, save a part, share a part with family and friends, and spend a part yourself; the imagined scene is so beautiful. But if it were money truly in your hands, it wouldn't be beautiful, but rather calculating every penny.

Therefore, Xu Zijun didn't feel that if she assumed she had received this opportunity, the decision she made now would be consistent with the decision she would make if she really received this opportunity.

Bai Yu: "I don't feel like I betrayed them."

"No one feels like you betrayed them," Xu Zijun said. "Actually, you're very right. *Jump Up* can continue to be done without you, but the opportunity you got is much bigger than what you could get at *Jump Up*."

Bai Yu: "I also never thought that after leaving *Jump Up*, I would make a clean break with you guys."

"But there will definitely be a competitive relationship between us; this is unavoidable," Xu Zijun shook her head. "Maybe after three or five years, everything will stabilize again, and we can still interact like before, but now we definitely have to avoid suspicion."

Bai Yu was silent and nodded.

She knew Xu Zijun was right.

"Actually, putting all that aside, do you know, Bai Yu, I think it's pretty good that you can be the editor-in-chief of a new magazine," Xu Zijun said suddenly.

Bai Yu was stunned.

"Even though *Jump Up*'s monthly sales have reached over 400,000 copies, apart from the electronic version of the film magazine, we don't dare to start a second paper magazine, because we know in our hearts that it no longer fits this era. In this era, everyone doesn't need magazines."

Xu Zijun smiled.

"*Jump Up* made an attempt, and it found its audience. I hope the new magazine you edit can also find a group of readers. Many things will decline or even disappear with the development of the era, but there are also many things that, when we think they have been slowly replaced and disappeared—like the radio stations of the past—have now returned to people's lives in the form of podcasts. Form is always just form; as long as your content is needed by the public, the public will pay for your form."

"I hope that although the era of print media may have declined, the things needed by the public in the print media era can drive the form of print media to return in another form, just like *Jump Up*."

Bai Yu nodded.

"I will try my best to achieve it."

When Lu Yan He finished filming the sequel to *The Mist* and was preparing to wrap up, it was already June.

Summer was already on its way, and the weather was becoming a bit hot.

Lu Yan He's costume, wearing a black robe every day, basically meant his whole body would be soaked through several times after a day of filming.

When he welcomed the wrap-up, he didn't even know how many heat rashes he had developed.

It could be considered one of Lu Yan He's more arduous shoots.

The kind that was purely physical suffering.

"It was a pleasure working with you." After Lu Yan He finished his last scene, Mukan hugged Lu Yan He very tightly, "I hope we can continue to work together in the future."

Lu Yan He blinked at Mukan and said, "Isn't our next project already set?"

Mukan was stunned for a moment, reacted, and said with a smile, "I mean, you continue to work with me as an actor."

Lu Yan He realized.

"Alright."

Mukan: "When are you going back to your country? If you're not in a hurry to return to China, Ruzhen is coming back the day after tomorrow, you can go to Germany with me. We bought a house in Berlin; you haven't been there yet, right?"

"No." Lu Yan He shook his head, "Mukan, why don't you buy a house here in the United States?"

"I am a German. Although I have filmed several movies in Hollywood, I don't want to become a completely Hollywood person," Mukan insisted, "Maybe one day, when I don't have any opportunities in Hollywood, I will still have to go back to Germany to film."

"If one day you don't have any opportunities in Hollywood, you are welcome to come to China to film," Lu Yan He said with a smile, "As long as your movies don't contain elements of real ghosts, your film style will actually have a market in China too."

Mukan: "I'll remember that. If that day really comes, I will come find you."

"Mm." Lu Yan He nodded with a smile.

"Try to get the movie *Get Out* released in China," Lu Yan He said.

"Okay." Mukan nodded, "After I finish the post-production of *The Mist* sequel, I will start preparing for this movie."

"Mm." Lu Yan He nodded, "Waiting for your news."

Lu Yan He sent a message to Chen Siqi, asking if she had time in the next few days, and if the time was okay, they would meet in Berlin and go to Mukan's house as guests together.

Chen Siqi coordinated her work schedule, happily bought a plane ticket, and prepared to meet up with Lu Yan He in Berlin.

Just after buying the ticket, Linyu came to knock on the door.

"Have you seen the news?"

Chen Siqi was stunned, a bit surprised, and asked, "What news?"

She didn't know what Linyu was talking about yet.

Linyu said, "Two of Erin Wallace's endorsement brands have announced the termination of their contracts."

"Ah?" Chen Siqi was stunned, a bit surprised, "Erin?"

Of course she knew who Erin Wallace was.

"Do these two endorsement brands have anything to do with us?"

"It's the matter of her contract termination that has to do with Yan He," Linyu said with a serious expression. "The two brands that terminated their contracts with Erin, one is a Japanese-funded skincare brand, and the other is a German-funded sportswear brand. As a result, they announced the termination of their contracts with Erin Wallace at the same time."

"What does this have to do with Yan He?"

"An American media outlet reported a piece of news from an anonymous source, saying that the reason these two brands terminated their contracts with Erin was because the scandal of Erin's conflict with Lu Yan He on set made them doubt Erin's image."

"What?" Chen Siqi was full of shock.

"Very strange, right?" Linyu said, "But this news has been cited in many places. Now, the matter of Erin being terminated by endorsement brands has already hit Twitter's trending list, and the attention is very high."

"Has Erin's side responded?"

"No." Linyu shook her head, "It's just that I searched for these two brands online, and I found a related report with similar content for both."

"What report?" Chen Siqi asked suspiciously.

Linyu said: "Shijin holds shares in both of these foreign-funded brands."

Chen Siqi was stunned instantly.

——I prepared a gift for Yan He, I hope he likes it.

This was what Yang Zhouli said to Chen Siqi at the end when they were eating and chatting about the "poaching" matter that day.

The news of the conflict between Lu Yan He and Erin Wallace was also reported at that exact time.

Lu Yan He was also dumbfounded.

What?!

What does the termination of Erin's endorsement brands have to do with him?

Are you kidding?

This is truly a joke more international than an international joke.

It's just that, from the termination events of the two brands, the announcement, and then to the *New Yorker* reporting the "anonymous source," these were clearly three unrelated entities, yet under a coherent sequence of actions, it made everyone clearly realize one thing.

This was someone specifically helping Lu Yan He vent his anger.

——You want to go against Lu Yan He? Then take a lesson.

Darren Wilson was even surprised to call Lu Yan He to ask what was going on.

Lu Yan He said he didn't know what was going on either.

It's just that Darren Wilson clearly didn't want to believe what Lu Yan He said.

Who would believe it if he said it out loud?

Darren Wilson was really shocked that Lu Yan He had such great energy to drive two brands with different capital backgrounds—one Japanese-funded and one German-funded—to directly choose to terminate their endorsements with Erin.

Even Darren Wilson thought so; there was no need to ask what other people in Hollywood thought about this news.

Lu Yan He sent a message to Chen Ziyan, saying: I really was given a "big gift" by Yang Zhouli; I guess no one will dare to disagree with me openly in the future.

Chen Ziyan: The matter of you and Erin disagreeing hasn't been settled, but now a story has been created that she was terminated by brands because she disagreed with you. This actually easily makes you cause resentment from others in Hollywood.

Lu Yan He: Yeah.

Chen Ziyan: If *Tropical Rainy Season* really wants to rush for the awards season this year, if this matter is deliberately made into an issue and fermented, it won't be a favorable thing for you.

Lu Yan He: Clarify it directly, saying it has nothing to do with me?

Chen Ziyan: This action definitely needs to be done, but even if it is, I guess not many people will believe it.

Lu Yan He: Then what to do? Is there any other way?

Chen Ziyan: I haven't thought of one for now, but don't think of this as a bad thing for now either. Although this will make some people feel you are "young and impetuous," it can also make Hollywood further believe you have strength. Don't forget, that is a capitalist country; their essence is "money is king." The more strength you have, the more they actually recognize you from the bottom of their hearts.

Lu Yan He: In this situation, it seems there must be a villain between Erin and me.

Chen Ziyan: That's for sure. If she is a good person in everyone's hearts, then you, who caused her harm, must be a bad person.

Chen Ziyan: However, there is another way.

Lu Yan He asked: What way?

Chen Ziyan: Let the spokespeople of these two endorsement brands stand up and explain clearly what the reason for their termination with Erin is, and let everyone know that this matter has nothing to do with you.

Lu Yan He: How would they listen to us?

Chen Ziyan: Since Yang Zhouli has the ability to make these two brands terminate their contracts with Erin, he certainly has the ability to make them clear your name.

Chen Ziyan: Holy crap? This wouldn't be his goal, would it?

Lu Yan He: Let us go ask him for help?

Chen Ziyan: What do you think?

Lu Yan He: Regardless of whether we go ask him for help, in the eyes of others, as long as Shijin is the pusher behind this, Yang Zhouli has already done me a big favor, backing me up.

Chen Ziyan: This person... he really has a lot of schemes.

Lu Yan He: He didn't give us a chance to refuse at all.

Chen Ziyan: Why do I feel like our methods can't beat his?

Lu Yan He: It's fine, when you can't beat them, just watch the changes; if you move, you might just fall into the trap.

Chen Ziyan: Thinking about it is terrifying; this person is really a bit scary.

Lu Yan He: Such a person, if we can't keep him at a respectful distance, then it's better for him to want to be our friend than to want to be our enemy.

Chen Ziyan: I'm just afraid he doesn't take us as friends or enemies, but as tools and stepping stones.

Lu Yan He: That's also possible.

Chen Ziyan: Such a person, why hasn't he appeared all this time, so low-key, always letting that idiot Yang Zhoujin represent the younger generation of the Yang family to swagger through the streets.

Lu Yan He: Who knows.

On the flight to Germany, Mukan couldn't help but ask Lu Yan He if he was the one who caused Erin's endorsement brand termination.

Lu Yan He was between laughter and tears.

"I really don't have that kind of ability," Lu Yan He clarified. "If I had that kind of ability, why would I be struggling in Hollywood? *Buried* wouldn't have needed to find a production company for so long before finding Parameter to agree to my conditions."

Mukan looked at Lu Yan He thoughtfully.

"Thinking about it this way, your several scripts are either cooperating with Green Valley or with Parameter, all big companies."

Mukan seemed to have guessed something, showing an even more surprised expression.

Lu Yan He: "..."

He really didn't know what to say.

After landing, Lu Yan He and Mukan got off the plane and came to the arrival hall.

Hua Ruzhen and Chen Siqi stood together, waving at them.

They were all people who hadn't seen each other for a long time.

Lu Yan He hugged Chen Siqi tightly, their eyes met, and there were stars in their eyes.

Turning his head, Mukan and Hua Ruzhen's mouths were already directly kissing each other.

Lu Yan He and Chen Siqi were two people who rarely did any intimate gestures in public until now.

The two of them looked at each other, and at a glance, they understood the meaning in each other's eyes—

Forget it, forget it, let's kiss when we get back.

When Hua Ruzhen and Chen Siqi came to the airport, the two of them each drove a car over.

This also made it convenient for so many of them to go over together.

Hua Ruzhen drove, carrying Lu Yan He, Chen Siqi, and Mukan.

Zou Dong and Wang Biao drove the other car, carrying the luggage.

The journey took two hours.

Hua Ruzhen asked about the situation on set, then mentioned her investment situation in China.

"The Chinese film market is too terrible, the risk is so great that it completely exceeded my imagination; it feels more complex than Hollywood," she said. "I invested in two movies last year, and both were released this year, but the result was that the losses were almost to the point of having nothing to show for it."

Lu Yan He and Chen Siqi looked at each other.

Chen Siqi said: "The current status of the domestic film market is indeed like this; almost no movie dares to say it will definitely be a hit before release. Until the day of the premiere, no one knows what the situation will be."

"Sigh." Lu Yan He couldn't help but sigh.

Chen Siqi: "Yan He, do you know what those domestic filmmakers envy you for the most right now?"

"What?" Lu Yan He asked.

Mukan asked: "Is it envy that Lu's movies are all hits?"

"No." Chen Siqi smiled, "They are envious that Lu Yan He's film company, the movies produced, are all low-budget movies."

"What's there to envy about that?"

"Because this means that in such an environment, movies produced by Linghe, no matter how bad the box office is, can still recover costs," Chen Siqi said. "In these two months, as long as a movie's word-of-mouth isn't very good, even if you have big-name stars starring in it, even if it's a big IP, you'll at most sell a few tens of millions at the box office. With the average domestic film production cost, you almost can't recover costs. However, the movies produced by Linghe rarely have costs exceeding twenty million."

"Twenty million? Is that RMB?" Mukan asked with some confusion.

"Yes." Lu Yan He nodded.

"Wow, how do you keep the costs so low?" Mukan asked, "Does your *Love Letter* production cost also not exceed twenty million?"

"Yes." Lu Yan He nodded, "Because my company was just established not long ago, I hope it can walk a bit more steadily. I'd rather earn a little less, but don't lose money. So, when writing the script, I pay special attention to the cost. Generally, the scripts I write don't burn much production budget, the scene changes are relatively few, and the production requirements aren't high."

Mukan remembered the *Get Out* script Lu Yan He gave him; indeed, this was also a movie that didn't burn money in production and could be produced with very little funding.

Chen Siqi: "Plus, Linghe's movies have relatively good overseas sales channels."

Mukan nodded.

On this point, Mukan's movies also don't worry about overseas distribution at all.

Horror and thriller films have a fixed market globally, not to mention a director like Mukan who is extremely famous in this field.

Therefore, he wasn't very moved by this point.

What shocked him was that Linghe's movies all had production costs controlled within three million US dollars; this was too incredible.

In Hollywood, this was the lowest of the low-budget.

However, he also knew that Linghe's movies all had very good box office results, not even weaker than those movies with production costs of several tens of millions.

Mukan: "I must go to your company to learn from you later."

Lu Yan He didn't expect Mukan to be so interested in Linghe's "money-saving method."

Hua Ruzhen said: "However, although the Chinese film market is so risky, there is still a lot of capital entering recently."

"Are you talking about Yang Zhouli of Shijin?" Lu Yan He asked.

"I know Yang Zhouli," Hua Ruzhen nodded, "But the strange thing is, besides Yang Zhouli, his younger brother Yang Zhoujin has also entered, and not in the name of Shijin, but by establishing a new company."

Lu Yan He and Chen Siqi were both stunned, showing surprise.

"Don't you know?" Hua Ruzhen said, "The shareholders of this company also include Chen Pinhe and his wife Zhang Yuezhen."

"Chen Pinhe?" Chen Siqi was a bit surprised to hear this name.

Lu Yan He was also extremely shocked.

"Chen Pinhe actually opened a company with Yang Zhoujin?"

"Yes." Hua Ruzhen nodded, "Maybe this news hasn't been made public yet, and you don't know."

At this moment, Lu Yan He suddenly thought of a piece of news from before.

At the "Shijin Night" of the Hexi Film Festival, Yang Zhoujin, who should have attended, was replaced by Yang Zhouli. At that time, Chen Pinhe, who had originally participated in this event, left in a hurry.

Was Chen Pinhe already in contact with Yang Zhoujin at that time?

Lu Yan He didn't think much about this news at the time.

Because there were too many celebrities attending "Shijin Night."

However, thinking back now, after Yang Zhouli appeared, the only celebrity reported to have left early was Chen Pinhe.

Lu Yan He and Chen Siqi looked at each other.

"Yang Zhoujin has been unbanned by the Yang family. Hua Ruzhen's news is not wrong; he indeed established a company with Chen Pinhe. Not just them, Yu Jiang is also one of the shareholders of their company."

Chen Ziyan said to Lu Yan He on the phone.

Lu Yan He: "This is truly unexpected."

"Yes." Chen Ziyan couldn't help but smile, "How come it goes around and around, it's either this person or that person; it seems like there are only these few people in the whole world."

Lu Yan He: "Sister Ziyan, I feel like I might really have to cooperate with Yang Zhouli."

Chen Ziyan: "Let's not act impulsively, take it slow, don't be in a hurry to make a decision, take it one step at a time."

"Mm."

Chen Ziyan: "Chen Pinhe and Zhang Yuezhen want to get on the capital's poker table. Many times before, he refused to get on, wanting to maintain his independence as an artist and cherish his own feathers, but now he has compromised and cooperated with Yang Zhoujin. Yan He, this is your phased victory."

"What?" Lu Yan He was stunned.

How did this become his phased victory?

He felt he hadn't made any moves yet.

Chen Ziyan: "You forced him to walk out of the artist's posture of being indifferent to the world. He got on the capital's poker table; can he still continue to act so indifferent to fame and wealth?"

Lu Yan He suddenly realized.

The originally anxious, scorched, and even restless mentality was like opening a door and welcoming a cool breeze on the lake. Lu Yan He felt comfortable from head to toe.

"Haha!" He laughed out loud.

Chen Ziyan: "Yan He, well done."

Lu Yan He: "I haven't done anything yet."

"No, you put yourself in a very high position that posed a threat to him, and you also seized the opportunity to trick him into giving up *Doomsday*, pushing Jiang Jun to the top, making him anxious," Chen Ziyan said. "We did a beautiful job."

Lu Yan He: "You always make me feel like I'm awesome."

"Because you are indeed very capable," Chen Ziyan said. "Lu Yan He, you are truly remarkable. Whether it was Shang Yongzhou or Chen Bige, after they reached a certain height, I would let go and choose to leave, but you made me stay and made me willing to continue fighting side by side with you."

"But I don't even know why."

"You don't need to know why; this is my story," Chen Ziyan said. "But you need to know, this is your capability; if it weren't for you, I would have already left."

Lu Yan He: "It's good you didn't leave."

Chen Ziyan: "Yes, so don't be afraid. Whether it's Yang Zhouli or Chen Pinhe, even if we don't have the ability to grasp the initiative for now, think about it: when you had nothing, we were able to walk step by step to today. The ones who should be anxious are them, not us."

"You're right!" Lu Yan He's heart was filled with courage and heroism.

After hanging up the phone, Lu Yan He's state was completely different.

Chen Siqi looked at the relaxed expression between his brows and asked with a smile: "What good news did you hear?"

"It is indeed good news, but actually I heard it a long time ago; I just didn't know it was good news," Lu Yan He raised his eyebrows at Chen Siqi. At this moment, the look in his eyes made Chen Siqi stare blankly. Lu Yan He didn't notice, only saying, "Siqi, you don't know how happy I am at this moment."

Chen Siqi came back to her senses, nodded, and suddenly spread her hands, reaching out in front of him.

Lu Yan He was stunned.

What does this mean?

"Then let me feel how happy you are," Chen Siqi said, signaling Lu Yan He to put his hand on hers.

Lu Yan He held Chen Siqi's hand.

The palms of the two people were pressed together, a feeling that was already incomparably familiar, yet at this moment, it seemed to have become a connection point.

Chen Siqi watched Lu Yan He's eyes with a smile.

"Mm, I feel it. You are very happy; your palms have a bit more sweat than usual, a bit damp, but your hand is very powerful, holding me, making me feel very secure, not having to worry about my hand slipping out."

"I feel the speed of your blood flowing faster than usual; it seems your heartbeat has also accelerated. You are not just feeling happy, you are also feeling proud, self-confident; you hope to share all this with me."

"I also feel that at this very moment, you have calmed down a little bit, but beneath your slightly calm appearance, there is a more vast and profound inner heart, which is the mysterious place I have always wanted to explore."

Chen Siqi looked up at Lu Yan He with a smile.

"Lu Yan He, I felt my love for you from your palm; it seems I love you even more. Do you feel it?"

Lu Yan He hugged Chen Siqi's waist, looked at Chen Siqi's moist lips, and lowered his head to kiss her.