Chapter 142: Unknown Chapter

Jingcheng, Feimin Entertainment headquarters building.

Morning sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows into the conference room; Cai Wen stood before the projection screen, drawing a circle on the financial report data with her hand.

"In the first half of this year, the company's net profit grew 67% year-on-year," she adjusted her glasses, "with artist management contributing 38% of revenue."

Around the conference table, department heads bowed their heads to take notes. Xiang Fei sat at the head, fingers lightly tapping the table, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.

"Dong Xiaoming," he suddenly spoke, "how has the Artist Department been recently?"

Dong Xiaoming immediately sat up straight: "President Xiang, we currently have 47 signed artists, including 8 top-tier and 15 second-tier."

"How much have Chen Daoming and the others' fees increased?" Xiang Fei asked.

"They've doubled," Dong Xiaoming opened a folder, "now Teacher Chen Daoming's fee for a single film has broken 5 million."

A murmur of low astonishment rose in the conference room.

Xiang Fei nodded, turning to Film Department manager Wan San: "How is the preparation for 'The Man Without Eyes' going?"

"The third draft of the script is already complete," the Production Department head quickly reported, "Teacher Zhou Xun and Teacher Wang Zhiwen have both expressed strong interest."

In the artist lounge, Zhou Xun held a cup of coffee, leaning lazily on the sofa: "I heard the company is filming 'The Man Without Eyes'?"

Chen Daoming, sitting opposite, put down the script: "Mm, I just got the script; it's written well."

Li Youbin pushed the door open, holding several documents in his hand: "Did you see the news? 'Southern Entertainment' has called the four of us the 'Feimin Four Heavenly Kings'."

Wang Zhiwen followed behind, shaking his head with a smile: "These media outlets just love creating gimmicks."

"But the fees have indeed gone up for real," Zhou Xun blinked, "I'm now earning double what I did at Huayi."

Chen Daoming let out a light snort: "Money is a small matter; the key is that there are more and more good scripts."

Just as they were speaking, Dong Xiaoming knocked and entered: "Teachers, the contracts for the new drama are ready; if you have time, come to my office to sign them?"

In the president's office, Xiang Fei stood by the window, overlooking the bustling traffic of Jingcheng. Cai Wen pushed the door open, holding a stack of documents.

"President Xiang, this is a cooperation proposal sent by Huayi," she placed the documents on the table, "they want to jointly invest in 'The Man Without Eyes'."

Xiang Fei, without turning his head: "Reject it."

Cai Wen was stunned: "But..."

"Feimin doesn't lack money now," Xiang Fei turned around, "why share the cake on a good project with others? Not even the parent company is an exception."

Cai Wen hesitated to speak, finally nodding: "Understood."

"By the way," Xiang Fei suddenly asked, "when does Li Youbin's new drama start filming?"

"Next Monday," Cai Wen flipped through the schedule, "at the Huairou Film and Television Base."

Xiang Fei walked to the desk, picked up the car keys: "I'll go check the set."

At the Huairou Film and Television Base, the set was bustling with activity, staff moving back and forth. Li Youbin, wearing his costume, was discussing blocking with the director.

"President Xiang!" the stagehand spotted Xiang Fei first and hurried over.

Seeing this, the director immediately halted filming. Li Youbin walked over, smiling and extending his hand: "What wind blew you here, President Xiang?"

Xiang Fei shook his hand: "Just came to check on your progress."

He looked around, suddenly frowning: "Why don't I see Zhou Xun?"

"Her scenes are filmed tomorrow," the director explained, "today is mainly filming Teacher Li's solo scenes."

Xiang Fei nodded: "Continue, don't mind me."

Filming resumed. Li Youbin stood before the camera, instantly entering character. An emotional explosion scene, one take.

"Cut! Perfect!" the director shouted excitedly.

Xiang Fei stood behind the monitor, the corners of his mouth rising slightly. That evening, at the company celebration banquet, Feimin Entertainment had booked the entire hotel to celebrate breaking the half-year performance targets. Chen Daoming, Zhou Xun, Li Youbin, and Wang Zhiwen sat at the main table, surrounded in the center like stars adoring the moon.

Cai Wen raised her glass to make a speech: "Thank you all for your efforts, making Feimin an industry benchmark!"

Everyone raised their glasses to celebrate. Xiang Fei sat aside, watching the lively scene before him, a hint of gratification flashing in his eyes.

Zhou Xun leaned over, asking quietly: "President Xiang, any big plans?"

Xiang Fei took a sip of wine: "Not yet; my Lady is due soon, I need to stay by her side."

"Wow," Zhou Xun's eyes lit up, "truly a good man, a good husband."

"Shouldn't I be?" Xiang Fei smiled, "Zhou Xun, you will also meet your true soulmate."

Everyone laughed. Wang Zhiwen raised his glass and proposed: "To Feimin, to the future!"

The sound of clinking glasses was crisp and pleasant, as if foreshadowing an even more brilliant tomorrow.

Late at night, in Xiang Fei's home, Zhou Huimin leaned against the headboard reading a book; seeing Xiang Fei return, she looked up and asked: "How was the celebration banquet?"

"Very good," Xiang Fei loosened his tie, "the company is thriving now; Cai Wen manages it well."

Zhou Huimin closed her book: "I heard Chen Daoming and the others' fees increased a lot?"

"Mm," Xiang Fei sat by the bedside, "now the worth of the four of them is no less than those veteran actors."

"So fast," Zhou Huimin sighed, "just over a year ago, Feimin was still just a small company."

Xiang Fei leaned down and kissed her forehead: "This is just the beginning."

Outside the window, the night view of Jingcheng was dazzling, just like the legend Feimin Entertainment is currently writing.