Chapter 119: Black Marsh Forest, The Strongest Mouth-King

"Yuan Yuanjie, the paparazzi here are very sharp. Let's head back early."

After strolling through the night market, seeing that Gao Yuanyuan was still not quite satisfied, Wei Jin couldn't help but advise: "What does that matter? Have there been few scandals between you and me? Besides, you and Ceng Li played in Paris for so many days; are you impatient after spending just one day with me? Hmph!"

Gao Yuanyuan's words left Wei Jin speechless, and he secretly thought he had made a miscalculation.

"That's not what I meant. We still have to attend the awards ceremony tomorrow. Don't you want to get a good rest and dress up beautifully? To become the most dazzling female star at the event?"

Wei Jin began to coax her, pinning his hopes on a female star's obsession with the red carpet.

This year's Golden Horse Awards are being held at the Taipei Arena. "Painted Skin," "Time-Space Cohabitation," and "Room" have all received invitations. The former two are films that achieved super-high box office in Mainland China, and the latter is a film that won the Palme d'Or at the Cannes Film Festival. If the production crews don't attend, this year's Golden Horse Awards will lose some of its luster.

Even though the organizers invited him repeatedly and hinted that the chances of winning were high, Wei Jin still didn't plan to attend. Having already won the Palme d'Or, the Golden Horse Awards seemed dispensable.

However, Gao Yuanyuan and Ceng Li both yearned for it, and to get Wei Jin to come, the two actually made some compromises with each other. Of course, it couldn't be ruled out that they felt a new threat and were preparing to join forces.

Considering his future happiness, Wei Jin reluctantly agreed.

"Mm, alright then."

Gao Yuanyuan felt a bit regretful, but for the sake of tomorrow's awards ceremony, this was the only way.

"But when we get back to the hotel, you are not allowed to mess around. Don't even think about that thing."

Hearing Gao Yuanyuan's firm tone, Wei Jin knew that a threesome was out of the question.

Seeing that Yuan Yuanjie and Li Jie were no longer hostile, Wei Jin had planned to make their sisterly relationship more harmonious just after arriving in Taipei last night, but he was kicked out of the room by Gao Yuanyuan. Fortunately, Li Jie had a soft heart and let him stay the night.

However, this also showed that ever since Li Jie broke the bottom line of a threesome, her acceptance of new things was much higher.

Wei Jin was also pondering how to get Yuan Yuanjie to follow the trend and accept new knowledge.

"Then don't blame me for doting on Li Jie alone tonight."

"You dare! If I don't see you when I wake up tomorrow morning, I will, I, I..."

Gao Yuanyuan couldn't think of any way to threaten Wei Jin for a moment, and couldn't help but feel anxious.

"Alright, I'm just teasing you. Let's go."

In fact, Wei Jin really did have arrangements for tonight, but he was confident he could handle it. — After sending Gao Yuanyuan back to the hotel, Wei Jin changed his outfit, took Zhu Wei and two bodyguards, got into the arranged car, and headed toward his destination.

Both bodyguards were newly recruited some time ago, and both were retired from the military.

As Wei Jin's status grew higher, travel safety became increasingly important; he didn't want his career to collapse halfway through.

Not long after, the group arrived at a secluded villa.

Here, Wei Jin met Wu Dun and the others.

"President Wei, I've been looking forward to your arrival, haha."

Wu Dun's face was full of flesh and looked somewhat fierce, but his habit of smiling at everyone diluted this fierce temperament, adding a bit of honesty and boldness.

"President Wu, sorry to keep you waiting."

Wei Jin didn't neglect him; he gave enough face, as he was the local boss after all.

Wu Dun used to be involved in the underworld and held a very high status. Later, he entered the entertainment industry and was one of the eight famous film merchants in Taiwan, claiming there wasn't a Taiwanese artist he couldn't invite. He was also the godfather of Jia Jingwen and Shi Xiaolong. The latter was true, but as for the former, Wu Dun claimed he was just helping a friend look after her and hadn't touched a finger. As for whether it was true or not, that was a matter of opinion.

Besides Wu Dun, there were a dozen other people, either bosses of film and television companies in Taiwan or directors.

After some pleasantries, everyone entered the villa.

Wei Jin had a straightforward personality, and Wu Dun didn't like to beat around the bush either, so they soon got down to business.

This group of people wanted to invest in the north, and as the most prominent figure in the Mainland film and television industry, Wei Jin naturally needed to help them clear the obstacles.

And the reason Wei Jin agreed to meet with this group of Taiwanese capitalists was that he had his own ideas.

With the production of several consecutive hit TV series, Wei Jin Company had already aroused the vigilance and resentment of many people.

Although Wei Jin was not afraid of these petty people, he kept his mentor's teachings in mind: in the film and television industry, one must avoid eating alone. Precisely in terms of TV series, Wei Jin Company had been eating alone.

In view of this, Wei Jin also intended to introduce partners. Anyway, as the main controller, he decided the costs, and the Taiwanese companies didn't care if they suffered a loss. As long as the capital was in, they could occupy a position, and even with a premium, they could still make money. Both sides hit it off and talked very happily.

At the same time, by befriending these people, Wei Jin could also sell movies and TV series to Taiwan and even Nanyang, which could be described as killing many birds with one stone.

Of course, Wei Jin had a prior agreement: his artists must have a correct stance. Those with problems in their words and deeds absolutely could not be used. One couldn't want to come north to eat while smashing the rice bowl, right? Wei Jin didn't want his movies or TV series to be unable to be broadcast or screened because of the artists. One had to know that those were investments of tens of millions or even hundreds of millions.

After the business was finished, Wei Jin witnessed the characteristics of Taiwan. Wu Dun took him to a private room.

Seeing the local Taiwanese female stars dressed extremely scantily, standing respectfully and acting as KTV hostesses, Wei Jin felt a bit emotional. By comparison, the status of Mainland stars was much higher; at least they wouldn't be in such an embarrassing situation.

Taiwan was too small. Even so-called A-list stars were just high-level wage earners in front of capital, with absolutely no autonomy. So it was no wonder so many Taiwanese artists were desperate to enter the Mainland.

Wei Jin looked at Lin Zhilin, the "Number One Beauty of Taiwan," who was flirting with him. Her figure was indeed good, and he couldn't help but nod.

Seeing that Wei Jin had chosen Lin Zhilin, the other female stars all had flashes of jealousy in their eyes.

The chosen Lin Zhilin acted somewhat pleasantly surprised, feeling that her luck was really good. She quickly straddled Wei Jin, her voice somewhat coquettish:

"President Wei, what songs do you like to sing? Let me help you order them."

Wei Jin's hands wandered over the woman's chest, but his emotions didn't fluctuate much. Which of the women around him wasn't a top-tier beauty? Ignoring Lin Zhilin's coquettishness, Wei Jin just used the Golden Snake Entangling Silk Hand. Anyway, in the dim private room, everyone was playing like this.

The female stars in the room were either drinking with the bosses, trying hard to sing, or some were already kneeling down.

He didn't expect Taiwanese capital to play so wildly. Wei Jin felt a bit restless for a moment, but he didn't have a penchant for exposure, so he signaled Zhu Wei to check the restroom in the next room.

His interest in Lin Zhilin was more out of a hobby of "stamp collecting." After all, she was only 32 and still looked tender, so he could go for a round. Wei Jin didn't want to be romantic; there was no need to consider the environment or anything else.

A moment later, Zhu Wei returned and nodded. Wei Jin, under the surprised gazes of everyone, took Lin Zhilin and walked out of the private room.

Soon, Wei Jin threw all the woman's clothes out of the restroom. He didn't want any erotic videos to leak out; Taiwan and Hong Kong were quite good at doing such things—it could be called a traditional craft.

The hand Wei Jin placed on the woman's shoulder gradually exerted force. Lin Zhilin quickly understood and knelt down.

Having lived two lives, Wei Jin had experienced plenty of ways to play; even women in North America were more open.

But Wei Jin really didn't expect Lin Zhilin to be so capable. He was willing to call her the strongest mouth-king on the surface.

The original idea of going for a round faded away. Ignoring the woman's posturing, Wei Jin checked to see that she had really cleaned everything up, then turned and left. As for why he was so careful, the cautionary tale of Cao Cao was not far off.

Saying goodbye to Wu Dun and the others, Wei Jin rushed back to the hotel, closing his eyes to rest along the way. One had to know that there were still two hungry beauties in the hotel waiting for him. Today's first update, I implore all book friends to reward with subscriptions, follow-up reads, and collections. Make sure to flip to the last page for the follow-up read, thank you everyone! (End of chapter)