Chapter 215: Gao Yuanyuan: That dog of a man actually wants to?

Wei Jin accompanied Jing Tian to watch a screening of *Madagascar 2*; the young girl just loved watching these animated films.

When leaving the cinema, Jing Tian pointed at a poster hanging in the hall next door: "Brother, didn't Brother Jing's movie just get released? How come there's hardly anyone there?"

*Wolf Trap* had already been released for several days. They had even called to invite Wei Jin and Jing Tian to the premiere, but unfortunately, it was held in Hong Kong, so the two of them did not attend.

This film had an investment of 20 million, and although Wu Jing promoted it very diligently and the cinema chains gave him a lot of face, the opening day box office was only a little over 2 million, and the attendance rate was even more dismal.

"That's normal. Although he has quite a bit of fame, being a director isn't that simple."

Wei Jin was not at all surprised by this; an actor and a director are two completely different identities.

Although the explosive success of *Brotherhood of Blades* and *The Martian* made Wu Jing the Hong Kong actor with the strongest momentum in Mainland China over the past two years, in this era, it is still very difficult for an actor to transition into a director.

A director must not only consider the issue of film quality but also cater to the audience's preferences and choose a suitable release window. You have to know, not everyone is named Zhou Xingxing, and the Spring Festival Film Season hasn't heated up yet at this point.

"Brother, do you think this movie can break even? I heard Brother Jing also invested four or five million."

When filming *The Martian*, apart from Zhang Ziyi, who was also female, Wu Jing had the best relationship with her. The young girl was a bit worried about this goofy friend.

"It will likely lose money. Let's see if it can pick up during the Spring Festival."

Wei Jin was not very optimistic about it either. During the New Year, who would watch this kind of violent and somewhat bloody film?

"Sigh, it's a pity for Brother Jing's director dream. I hope he won't be devastated by this."

"That won't happen. He hasn't just earned this little bit over the years. Besides, practice makes perfect; maybe he'll make a comeback next time?"

Wei Jin knew that this guy had taken a few years off and then tinkered with the *Wolf Warrior* series, which would go on to dominate everything. This minor setback was nothing.

"By the way, Tian Tian, do you want to go to the Berlin International Film Festival with me?"

"I can't go. I've been press-ganged by the school to help out at the art exam site. How about you put in a good word for me, Brother?"

Speaking of this, Jing Tian's little face fell. She also wanted a world for just the two of them, but unfortunately, this was a condition she had promised her teacher before the exams last year, otherwise, it wouldn't have been so easy to pass.

"Then forget it. I've already shirked my duties; if I spirit you away too, I'm afraid the school will blow a fuse."

Jing Tian currently had the highest status among the students at the school, and the school's intentions were already obvious. Wei Jin wasn't so oblivious.

"Ah, so sad." — Shanghai, Tangren Media.

Inside the office, the Assistant was reporting work to Miss Cai.

"President Cai, the price has already been negotiated with the television station. It is expected to be broadcast in the second half of the year."

Miss Cai nodded with satisfaction. This drama carried the name of Shanhe Media, and the television station offered 1.2 million per episode directly, which was very sincere.

"By the way, I've secured a large-scale costume drama for Hu Ge. Remember to keep his schedule open."

Speaking of this, Miss Cai was even happier. The male lead of a large-scale costume drama produced by Shanhe Media in collaboration with Emperor Group—Boss Wei was truly generous. Not only did he give resources to Shishi, but he even took care of Tangren's top star. He was actually a pretty good person.

"President Cai, Hu Ge is a bit resistant to costume dramas now. He wants to go to the Shanghai Drama Academy..."

"Are you kidding? He is currently in the rising period of his career. Why run to the drama academy instead of taking the opportunity to consolidate his fame and status? Tell him there's no room for negotiation on this."

Although Wei Jin's advice was very sincere, Miss Cai still couldn't let go of the team she had cultivated; her desire for control was too strong.

"By the way, Yang Mi's side has dragged it out for so long, is there still no reply?"

"Ah, I was just about to report that to you. She said that Rongxin Da won't let her go, regarding the signing..."

"Mm, I see. You can go out first."

Miss Cai said expressionlessly. After the Assistant went out, her expression gradually turned ugly, and she muttered to herself:

"Fine, Yang Mi. I gave you the female lead, and you finished the filming, and now you're turning your back on me? Let's wait and see, hmph!" — Beijing, inside Yanjiao Villa, a great battle had just come to an end.

"Good brother, just let me go..."

Gao Yuanyuan missed their meeting in Berlin immensely. Taking advantage of Wei Jin being shortlisted for the Berlin International Film Festival again, she naturally wanted to have another honeymoon with him.

But this man seemed determined to take other women, and although she had exhausted all her efforts, he remained unmoved.

"Yuan Yuanjie, do you really want to go that much?"

Wei Jin's tone was somewhat playful.

He had come over today intending to talk about this matter, but looking at Gao Yuanyuan's longing expression, Wei Jin felt he could add some conditions.

"Mm-hmm, you haven't accompanied me on a trip for just the two of us..."

Although she had tacitly accepted the existence of other women, Gao Yuanyuan still hoped to have Wei Jin all to herself, and this time was a great opportunity.

"Then you promise me..."

Wei Jin whispered his dream of sleeping together in one big bed into the woman's ear. "Impossible, absolutely impossible. Don't go too far."

Gao Yuanyuan's reaction was intense. Living in peace was already her greatest concession; this dog of a man actually wanted to have two women at once.

"Yuan Yuanjie, don't get excited. Listen to me."

Wei Jin pulled the woman into his arms, his voice full of seduction.

"You are all my women; shouldn't I treat everyone equally?"

Thinking along with Wei Jin's words, Gao Yuanyuan nodded. Although she had to share him with others, she didn't want to be subservient.

"Then think about it again. In this way, wouldn't the time I spend with you be split in half?"

Gao Yuanyuan continued to nod; it was a very simple math problem.

"But if you two become good sisters, wouldn't we be able to have more time together?"

Seeing that Gao Yuanyuan, whose brain wasn't working too well, was about to retort, Wei Jin continued to up the ante: "Besides, I'm in such good physical shape; don't you always say you can't handle it at night?"

"But..."

"Yuan Yuanjie, this Spring Festival, I hope to spend it with you all. Let's have our New Year's Eve dinner together as a family, okay?"

Perhaps moved by the three words "as a family" from Wei Jin's mouth, Gao Yuanyuan fell silent, leaned gently on the man's shoulder, and only said "mm" after a long while.

"Thank you, Yuan Yuanjie. Thank you for your tolerance toward me..."

Wei Jin also knew his behavior was scummy, but this was the best way to solve the problem of being unable to be in two places at once. — After some intimacy, Wei Jin took out the script he had prepared long ago.

"Yuan Yuanjie, I have never forgotten the things I promised you. Take a look..."

Looking at the script filled with traces of revisions, Gao Yuanyuan knew that the man had kept her in his heart from beginning to end, and she no longer struggled with the decision she had just made.

Flipping through the script, Gao Yuanyuan's eyes grew brighter and brighter.

"Is this the sci-fi film you announced? The female lead really has quite a lot of screen time."

Wei Jin's new film project was no secret, but generally speaking, female characters in sci-fi films were just decorative vases, so Gao Yuanyuan had never imagined this was prepared for her.

"Of course, this was prepared specifically for you. In fact, the script was ready long ago, but unfortunately, it has been delayed until now."

The cost of building the sets for this film from scratch was too high; it was exactly what Wei Jin had previously referred to as not yet having the external conditions.

He had originally intended to start this project once the China Film Digital Production Base was completed, because the super-large sound stages there could satisfy all of Wei Jin's requirements; at least 90% of the scenes in the film could be completed there, which would be both convenient for filming and could greatly reduce production costs.

But that son of a bitch Lu Chuan disrupted the plan, forcing *The Martian* to be released ahead of schedule. Wei Jin could only wait until *The Martian* finished its theatrical run before considering it; otherwise, the audience wouldn't be able to handle two consecutive sci-fi blockbusters.

However, this could be considered a happy accident; only this type of film could get the green light all the way through. One had to know that the people in charge of censorship were currently not on good terms with Wei Jin.

In the future, Wei Jin's own films must lean toward sci-fi blockbusters and mainstream themes. In addition, Shanhe Media's projects must also move more toward the route of Hong Kong co-productions.

The former could obtain support from relevant departments and even the military, while the latter could completely bypass Mainland China censorship through the Yindu Institution; this was the source of his confidence in challenging the stubborn forces.

"Yuan Yuanjie, are you satisfied with the script?"

The post-coital period had passed, and Wei Jin began to handle the beauty's vital points again.

"Mm, this time I am finally your female lead again."

Three years, a full three years; Gao Yuanyuan had waited for too long.

"Since you're satisfied, my good sister, shouldn't you show some gratitude?"

Feeling the change in the man's body, Gao Yuanyuan suddenly felt that a threesome might be the best choice, right? Giving the man a roll of her eyes, Da Meiyuan slowly lowered her head. ——*If You Are The One* has finished its theatrical run, with the box office stopping at 268 million. Feng Dapao ultimately failed to enter the ranks of 300-million-yuan directors, and currently, Wei Jin still leads the way alone.

However, this did not affect the mood of Huayi Brothers. This film made a profit of at least several tens of millions, so the celebration banquet still had to be held in a big way, and invitations had already been sent out across the industry.

Wei Jin was naturally among those invited, but he politely declined. There was no other reason; the timing simply conflicted, as the Shanhe Media annual meeting was also set for this day.

Wu Jing's *Wolf Warrior* also flopped. The closer it got to the Spring Festival, the more dismal the attendance rate became; after one week of release, the box office was less than 5 million.

Wu Jing also called to consult him; he truly didn't know where the problem lay.

"President Wei, do you think action films no longer have a market?"

Wei Jin also knew his concerns. When an actor switches to directing, the films they make are usually of a specific genre, and the path is quite narrow. It would be very difficult to broaden it, and if this genre no longer had a market, it would basically mean his path as a director was cut off.

Although he was at odds with the old stubborn ones, Wei Jin would not take it out on Wu Jing. After all, the latter always had a red heart toward Huaxia. Thus, he did not hold back and shared his own views: "That's not necessarily the case. In the film market, there is never any such thing as a genre that is bound to die. The key still lies in the quality. To be honest, your film's plot is too hollow. No matter how many fight scenes there are, without plot buildup, the audience cannot immerse themselves."

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