Chapter 215: Mockery

In the shallow water bay villa, Zhou Huimin lay listlessly on the sofa, constantly switching TV channels with the remote in her hand.

"Yangyang has only been at the old house for three days, and the home is already terrifyingly quiet." She turned to look at Xiang Fei, who was reading the newspaper, "Do you think this child is too noisy? Now that he's gone, I actually miss him."

Xiang Fei didn't even look up: "You're just bored. Want to bring him back?"

"No!" Zhou Huimin immediately sat up straight, "Let him stay with Grandpa and Grandma for a few more days; I can have some peace and quiet too."

Her eyes rolled, and she suddenly leaned over to Xiang Fei: "Hey, how about we go to a concert? Sam Hui is performing at the Hong Kong Coliseum next week..."

Xiang Fei put down the newspaper, deep in thought: "What concert..."

He suddenly slapped his thigh: "How about I hold one myself!"

Zhou Huimin was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, rolling around on the sofa.

"Hahaha... You? Hold a concert?" She laughed until tears came out, "Ah Fei, did you not wake up properly last night?"

Xiang Fei scowled: "Hey, I debuted as a singer, you know? Don't you remember how many copies the 'Rebirth' album sold?"

Zhou Huimin barely stopped laughing, wiping the corner of her eye: "But... but how many years has it been since you seriously sang..."

Then she fell back onto the sofa laughing again.

Xiang Fei, angry, grabbed her and pulled her up: "Zhou Huimin! I'm serious!"

"Okay, okay..." Zhou Huimin raised her hands in surrender, her mouth still twitching, "You hold it, you hold it, I'll be your guest, alright?"

She suddenly thought of something, her eyes lighting up: "Should we invite Leslie and Sister Mei?"

Xiang Fei snorted: "Wait until I sort out the venue first."

The next morning, at the headquarters of Wing Shing Film & Television.

As soon as Xiang Fei entered, the receptionist stood up immediately: "Hello, General Manager Xiang!"

Employees met along the way greeted him, and a few newly arrived young ladies secretly took out their phones to take pictures.

The elevator went straight to the top floor; Xiang Fei walked directly to Xiang Qiang's office. Pushing the door open, he unexpectedly found Xiang Sheng and Aunt Xiang there too.

"Uncle Qiang, Uncle Sheng, Auntie," Xiang Fei greeted with a smile, "Perfect, saves me from looking for you one by one."

Xiang Qiang put down his fountain pen: "What's the matter that's so urgent?"

Xiang Fei pulled a chair and sat down: "I want to hold a concert after the New Year; help me find a venue."

"Plop!"

The documents in Aunt Xiang's hand fell to the floor.

"Hiss—" Xiang Sheng's cigar burned his thigh.

Xiang Qiang's fountain pen spread a large patch of ink on the document.

After three seconds of dead silence, the office erupted in earth-shattering laughter.

Aunt Xiang wiped the tears from laughing: "Ah Fei, it's not that Auntie is discouraging you, but how long has it been since you stepped into the music circle..."

Xiang Sheng slapped his thigh: "Great nephew! You're a genius at making movies, but singing..." He made a face mimicking Tony Leung Chiu-wai singing off-key, "I'm afraid you're not even as good as Tony Leung Chiu-wai!"

Xiang Qiang barely held back his laughter, stiffening his face: "Ah Fei, focus on making movies, don't think about such nonsense."

Xiang Fei angrily slammed the table: "Don't you know how many copies the 'Rebirth' album sold back then? I debuted from the Shaw Brothers Singing Competition!"

"That was so many years ago!" Xiang Sheng laughed until he coughed, "Apart from shouting a couple of times in the KTV these years, have you sung any songs?"

The negotiation ultimately ended in failure. Xiang Fei, scowling, stood up and left, slamming the door so hard it shook the heavens.

In the corridor, Aunt Xiang chased out: "Ah Fei! Wait!"

Xiang Fei turned around in a rage: "What further instructions does Auntie have?"

Aunt Xiang suppressed her laughter: "Those two old fossils won't help you, but Auntie will!"

She lowered her voice: "I'll coordinate the schedule for the Hong Kong Coliseum; I have acquaintances for the band, sound system, and lighting team."

Xiang Fei's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"But there's a condition," Aunt Xiang winked cunningly, "You have to give me a few concert tickets when the time comes."

Xiang Fei nodded immediately: "Deal!"

Aunt Xiang patted his shoulder: "I'll give you news tomorrow. By the way..."

She suddenly became serious: "Remember to practice your voice more, don't embarrass yourself when the time comes."

Seeing Xiang Fei's face drop, Aunt Xiang laughed and left.

Back in the car, Xiang Fei immediately dialed Zhou Huimin's phone number.

"Ah Min, the venue is sorted!"

A gasp from Zhou Huimin came from the other end of the phone: "Really? Did Uncle Qiang agree?"

"Auntie helped," Xiang Fei said proudly.