Chapter 102: Must Make the Guest Satisfied

The next day, Wei Jin woke up, and the young girl was nowhere to be seen.

Just as he intended to get up to wash, he saw the door open, and the young girl walked in carrying breakfast from the restaurant.

"Wei Sheng, have you rested well?"

"Mm, why are you up so early? I saw that you were exhausted last night."

Wei Jin's words carried a hint of teasing; the young girl's stamina was truly too poor.

Upon hearing this, Wen Yongshan's face flushed with shyness, but she kept her mouth shut about the topic, appearing excited instead; she already knew what Wei Jin had come to Hong Kong for.

"Wei Sheng, you are truly amazing."

Wei Jin was slightly stunned, then realized what she was talking about, and immediately understood that Yang Lao Ban must have done it on purpose last night.

Shaking his head, not wanting to dwell on it, Wei Jin looked at the young girl: "Why, is meeting him and talking business considered very amazing?"

"Of course, he is very powerful in Hong Kong; those who can meet him to talk business are all Big Shots."

As a signed artist, Huo Wenxi was high and mighty to her, let alone Wei Jin, who could chat and laugh with the big boss.

Wei Jin chuckled upon hearing this; the Big Shot who was unreachable in Wen Yongshan's eyes was, in his view, merely a pawn to help him develop the Hong Kong and Nanyang markets.

"Then, does a Big Shot like me need your service now? Are you willing?"

Waking up early in the morning was when his Yang energy was most vigorous, and Wei Jin wore a playful expression:

Hearing this, Wen Yongshan knelt down, her movements even gentler than the night before.

"Mm, what an obedient girl."

Somehow, the cooperation between Wei Jin and Emperor Group was leaked; many Hong Kong media outlets were reporting it, and there was quite a lot of attention within the industry.

Inside an office building.

Yang Lao Ban's expression was somewhat cold as he looked at the group of executives before him.

"Although the cooperation was settled, the news leaked before the project even started. Now it has put me in a very passive position. Which traitor is it?"

"Boss, we have already received calls from many artists today, almost all of them inquiring about the project."

Huo Wenxi spoke up to report: "Should we discuss it with Wei Sheng to see what his thoughts are?"

"No rush on this matter. Since it is a cooperation, we should grant the corresponding rights. Let's finalize the banquet first. You understand who should be invited, right?"

"Understood, I will go handle it immediately."

"By the way, what was his impression of A Shan?"

"A Shan called this morning; it was pretty good, just that he was worried she was too young."

Huo Wenxi recalled the morning call with a strange expression; in Hong Kong, what was there to be surprised about?

"Mm, we must respect the guest. Arrange things thoughtfully tonight."

"Understood."

Emperor Group's efficiency was very high; the banquet invitations were sent out quickly. Those who received them were naturally very happy, but there were also many who did not receive invitations.

In the evening, still at The Peninsula Hong Kong.

The lobby was bustling with people; many were familiar faces, and basically all the artists under Emperor Group had come.

Looking at the familiar faces one by one whose names he couldn't quite recall, Wei Jin felt a bit sentimental.

When the two walked into the banquet hall, greetings rang out one after another.

"Inviting everyone here today is mainly to welcome Director Wei and congratulate him on winning the Cannes Palme d'Or."

Simple words established the theme of today's banquet; there was nothing else but to welcome and congratulate him.

"Thank you."

On someone else's home turf, Wei Jin naturally went with the flow.

For a time, many people came to offer their congratulations, and Mr. Chen was also on the side helping with introductions.

Wei Jin also saw many artists and directors he had worked with before, such as the Zhen Zidan and Wang Pangzi in front of him.

"Zidan, long time no see. How have you been lately?"

"Thanks to Director Wei's blessing, I'm doing well, just hoping to work with Director Wei again."

Zhen Zidan's words were somewhat insincere. Since the incident with Dragon Tiger Gate, he had had a hard time for nearly a year. Coming here this time, he hoped Wei Jin would remember their acquaintance and give him a chance to pull him up.

But Wei Jin had no intention of dealing with these matters; he didn't say much and just went to greet others.

"Director Wang, you made quite a lot from World's Number One, didn't you? Haha, let's work together again if there's a chance." "President Wei, you flatter me. I'm just doing small business; if I can work with President Wei again, that is exactly what I'm praying for, haha."

Wang Pangzi dared not put on airs in front of Wei Jin; he was basically making money in Mainland China now and knew all too well how much power Wei Jin had.

Of course, Wei Jin also saw many artists he knew but hadn't worked with, such as the Liu Tianwang in front of him.

"Hua Ge, hello. I am your loyal fan. Can we take a photo together later?"

"President Wei, hello. You are too polite; this is my honor."

Liu Tianwang really didn't expect to gain a fan here, and one who was a Berlin Silver Bear director and a Cannes Palme d'Or winner. Looking at the world of fans, there probably wasn't anything more explosive than this.

"Director Wei, I wonder if there is any chance for cooperation this time?"

"Hua Ge, to tell you the truth, this project is led by Emperor Group; I am only providing the script and funding, so..."

Wei Jin truly admired Liu Tianwang; regardless of anything else, being an evergreen for forty years was not something just anyone could achieve.

"That's alright. If Director Wei has suitable projects in the future, please do consider me. Salary is not an issue."

Liu Tianwang had also learned through some channels that the reason he wasn't considered for Painted Skin back then was because his salary was too high, causing him to miss the opportunity.

"Alright, no problem. Hua Ge, please excuse me for a moment..."

Too many people wanted to use this opportunity to get on Wei Jin's line: Tony Leung, Simon Yam, Eric Tsang, Wu Jing... It was a pity he didn't see Big Brother Cheng Long. According to Mr. Chen, he had gone to Hollywood to film Rush Hour 3, which Wei Jin felt a bit regretful about.

"President Wei, hello. I am Zhang Baizhi."

Seeing Zhang Baizhi greet him, Wei Jin immediately thought of the classic line from The Promise, "Does anyone want to see what I'm wearing under my cloak?" He paused for a moment, stunned, before replying:

"Hello, Miss Zhang. Nice to meet you."

"President Wei, letting your mind wander while chatting with a lady is not the behavior of a gentleman."

Seemingly thinking that Wei Jin was captivated by her charm, Zhang Baizhi felt somewhat smug.

"My apologies, it's just that I was reminded of Miss Zhang's works, and I was momentarily dazed."

Wei Jin was truly not lying this time; the lines in *The Promise* were simply too explosive.

"Oh? I wonder which of my works President Wei has seen?"

Zhang Baizhi seemed overly confident, her words lacking a sense of propriety.

"*Fly Me to Polaris*, *Comedy King*—I've seen those; the performances were excellent."

Wei Jin didn't mind, but he didn't want to chat with her much either.

"Excuse me, Miss Zhang, I must take my leave."

"President Wei, I plan to launch these two projects as soon as possible. Do you have any suggestions regarding the actors?"

After the banquet ended, Yang Lao Ban invited Wei Jin to a tea room to discuss the projects.

"For Ding Qing in *New World*, let Sun Honglei play him. I haven't thought about the others yet, but you know my requirements."

"No problem. I will make initial contact on my end, and we can communicate further once the scope is narrowed down."

"No problem. Also, I'll offer a personal suggestion: since you intend to develop in Mainland China, your artists really need to practice their Mandarin."

Wei Jin spoke from the heart. A bunch of Hong Kong actors wanting to make a living in Mainland China, yet unwilling to even practice Mandarin—is that appropriate? Try not knowing English in Hollywood? "These are all minor matters; I will see to it."

"Also, you must communicate well with the Ip family; don't let a farce like *Fearless* happen."

"That's no problem. Once that's settled, we'll greenlight *Ip Man*. As for the distribution..."

"Southeast Asia is no problem."

Returning to the hotel, sure enough, "Wen Yongshan" was lying on the bed again. Wei Jin didn't pay her any mind; he took a shower and got into bed naked.

A pair of large hands reached out instinctively, only to realize something was wrong—it was too big.

"Who are you? How did you get in?"

Although he voiced his suspicion, Wei Jin's hand did not let go, as this made it easier to protect himself.

"Sister Mani arranged for me to come over. My name is Zhou Xiuna."

"Hmm? Are you also an artist from their company?"

How could Wei Jin not recognize this naturally gifted woman?

"No, I'm from Universe. My boss told me to listen to Sister Mani."

Upon hearing this, Wei Jin understood; they must have made some resource exchange, which was nothing unusual in the entertainment industry.

I don't know where the sensitive words were, but the previous chapter was banned for 48 hours. I have no choice but to repost a chapter to try. Also, some character names are sensitive, so everyone just read between the lines. (End of chapter)