Chapter 307: A Threesome with the Fairy and the Wealthy Flower

Since the theatrical run of *Let the Bullets Fly* ended, the domestic film market has begun to languish.

After all, there are only a few directors in Mainland China who can deliver; aside from them, the rest are all art-house directors who have been soundly defeated by the small-to-medium budget films from Hong Kong.

The fact that Wong Pak-ming's skin-deep imitation of his famous work, *The Strongest Wedding 2011*, could actually dominate the latter half of the New Year Slot gives one the feeling of "no tigers in the mountains, so the monkeys claim to be kings."

As for that promotional film *New Shaolin Temple*, it has almost been sentenced to death; in its second week of release, the box office was cut in half, bringing in 52 million, with a cumulative box office of 154 million after 12 days of release.

Being on the Hollywood set, Fan Bingbing felt completely emo upon seeing these figures.

"Old Zhang, do you think there's something wrong with my judgment?"

Fan Bingbing felt very uncomfortable; it was one thing that *Sacrifice* had flopped miserably, but at least it had made money, and as for the film's reputation, with Chen Shiren taking the heat, it couldn't be blamed on her anyway.

But this *New Shaolin Temple* was different; when she first took this role, it was because she saw the strength of the production company and the luxurious cast that had been set, estimating that the box office would definitely explode, so she didn't even ask for a salary, opting for a direct investment conversion instead.

Now it seems it was all just a futile struggle, and she didn't even get a sip of soup.

"Bingbing, I feel that sometimes you shouldn't be so anxious; diligence might lead to wealth in other industries, but in the entertainment circle, that's really not necessarily the case."

Although it was their first time working together, Zhang Yi had realized over the past few months of getting along that even though Fan Bingbing looked like a vixen on the outside, she was actually a decent person, and he was happy to chat with her for a bit.

"Take me for example; for so many years before, I was just playing bit parts in the Art Troupe, then I inexplicably participated in *Soldiers Sortie* and suddenly became popular, and you know everything that happened after that, so I feel that a lot of the time, it depends on fate."

Looking at this squinty-eyed, unremarkable man in front of her, Fan Bingbing thought about his journey and had to admit that having good fate is more important than anything else.

"Brother Zhang is right, luck is very important; being able to secure this *Pacific Rim* is your luck, and once the film is released, you two will both be international stars, haha."

Guo Fan walked over from the filming crew and said with a tone of certainty.

Through these months of exchange, learning, and personal participation, he had great confidence in this film and believed that it would bring the audience ultimate shock upon its release.

"I'll take Director Guo's kind words, but for me, it's not just good luck, it's good fate; I followed Boss Wei and hitched a ride to take off, haha."

Although Guo Fan didn't have any works yet, he had been personally named and signed by Wei Jin while still a Graduate Student, and Zhang Yi felt that this person would definitely be extraordinary in the future; after all, Lu Yang and Wu Ershan had already proven their boss's unique eye for talent, so he directly addressed him as Director Guo.

"Oh, by the way, Director Guo, what exactly is our relationship with Summit Entertainment? I see that chubby president seems to be quite attentive to us, and even said he would take us to the Hollywood awards season parties after the film wraps."

"I'm not sure, maybe Boss Wei gave instructions privately."

Fan Bingbing, standing to the side, watched the two of them and smiled without a word; she still remembered Hunter's voice, and that "Boss" still makes her climax in her dreams even now. ——Entering February, the films for the Spring Festival Film Season began their intensive promotion.

Among them, there were three that Wei Jin was more familiar with: *Magical Couple*, *Wo Zhi Nu Ren Xin*, and *The Green Hornet*.

The leads of *Magical Couple* are Gu Xiaozhang and Wu Junru, but the name alone gives one the impression of a trashy film.

Honestly, Wei Jin quite appreciates Gu Xiaozhang as a person.

Whether it's the TV series he starred in like *The Return of the Condor Heroes*, *A Step into the Past*, and *Moonlight Resonance*, or films like *Baby Project*, *Protégé*, and *The White Storm*, Wei Jin likes them all.

Moreover, Gu Xiaozhang's long-term persistence in charity work is truly admirable, but unfortunately, he is too deeply involved with Sun Entertainment Culture in Macau, so Wei Jin's own films have no way to cooperate with him.

As for the lead actress Wu Junru, she is purely disgusting; not only does she make quick money with Chen Kexin, but she also often belittles the Mainland and her Mainland peers, which is simply senseless.

The main creators of *Wo Zhi Nu Ren Xin* are Liu Tianwang and Gong Huang; that's right, it's the film jointly produced by China Film Group, Bona, and Paramount that caused Liu Tianwang to miss out on *Thieves* due to scheduling conflicts.

This urban romance film had an investment of over 100 million, which is rare in the industry, but Wei Jin knows in his heart that the box office is going to flop again.

As for *The Green Hornet*, it is a Hollywood-customized superhero film produced by Columbia Pictures with the participation of Zhou Dong.

It is very obvious that the producers were eyeing Zhou Dong's massive popularity in the Mainland and wanted to harvest a wave of leeks.

Currently, this film has been released in North America for over half a month, but the box office situation is not optimistic; at least compared to the 250 million USD production cost, Columbia is likely to lose quite a bit this time.

Wei Jin noticed a piece of news online: *The Flowers of War* suddenly stopped production a few days ago and has now resumed.

For this film with an investment of 600 million directed by Zhang Yimou, the media is quite concerned, and reporters have dug very deeply into the relevant situation.

The reason for the shutdown is very simple: Zhang Weiping and Zhang Yimou had a falling out; the former demanded that several passionate scenes and bed scenes be added to the film for the lead actress, and other actresses were also required to add scenes of being humiliated.

It is said that on set, Zhang Weiping argued forcefully that this was for the sake of the film's box office.

The final result was that Zhang Yimou gave in once again, and the crew resumed filming after a two-day shutdown.

At this moment, Wei Jin was overjoyed in his heart; with Zhang Weiping interfering with the creative process like this, the day of the split between the two Zhangs is not far off. ——The massive success of *Chinese Paladin 3* and *Brotherhood of Blades 2* allowed Yang Mi to solidify her position as one of the Four Dan Actresses and her status as a first-tier actor.

Since the wrap of *Love is Not Blind*, she has been running around for announcements, endorsements, commercial performances, and New Year's Eve galas until her feet went soft, but she enjoyed this life and felt incredibly fulfilled.

After finishing her day's schedule, Yang Mi returned to the hotel, looking slightly exhausted, with her Agent, Ceng Jia, accompanying her.

"Are you alright? If you're too tired, you should take a rest."

Although the days of making money hand over fist are indeed good, Ceng Jia is still worried about Yang Mi's health; after all, steady growth is the way to go.

"Jia Jie, I'm fine, I'm just too sleepy."

Yang Mi sat on the sofa, picked up her honey water and took a sip, her mind occupied with tomorrow's audition.

*Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons* announced its casting requirements to the public; as an artist under Starry Sky Culture, Yang Mi does not need to go through the resume screening and can directly enter the audition stage.

Although this was already better than 90% of the artists in the entertainment circle, Yang Mi still felt dissatisfied and couldn't help but complain to Ceng Jia:

"Jia Jie, why do you think Senior Brother didn't just set the role directly? I heard that Zhou Xingxing's auditions are very troublesome."

"Mimi, I think you've gotten used to the good life and your temper is growing; have you forgotten what it was like before?"

Sitting on the sofa, Ceng Jia rolled her eyes at Yang Mi; back then, the chances of getting an audition at Rongxin Da were slim, and you're still not satisfied with this?

"For Boss Wei, as long as the project makes money, that's enough; as for the artists, does he have to take care of you one by one and be your nanny?"

Speaking of this, Ceng Jia paused and began to pump Yang Mi up.

"Therefore, you have to become capital yourself; artists are ultimately just tools for the boss to make money, and you have no autonomy."

"Hmm, Jia Jie, hearing you say that makes me feel full of motivation again, but I really envy Fan Bingbing; she's the first to start planning for an IPO, Senior Brother is just too good to her."

Although she said she was envious, Yang Mi knew that she couldn't compare; Fan Bingbing was just too enchanting, even as a woman she was tempted, let alone Wei Jin. "No need to envy her, she is a big star after all; we can just wait another two or three years, and you're much younger than her."

Ceng Jia was full of confidence in this; based on Yang Mi's level of diligence, if she really went public, the valuation would definitely not be low.

"Alright, Mimi, get some rest early, and strive to win the role tomorrow."

"Mm."

On the private jet, Jing Tian looked as cold as frost, her face full of displeasure.

She didn't expect that what she thought was a honeymoon trip would actually have an extra mortal enemy: Liu Yifei.

Liu Yifei's expression wasn't much better; when she heard the news a few days ago, she was full of anticipation—this was her first long-distance trip with Wei Jin—but she didn't expect him to pull this move without a sound.

At this moment, the center of the Storm—Wei Jin was sitting on the sofa with a faint smile on his face; regardless of whether you approve or not, I have already dragged you to a deserted island, so you won't be able to run away anyway, it's just a pity that I couldn't get the four of them to go together.

Ceng Li was worried about the children and didn't want to go on a long trip; Gao Yuanyuan had to accompany the elders in her family and didn't want to join him in his absurdity either.

However, this was also fine, as Wei Jin could focus on dealing with the two young girls, and once he had completely settled Jing Tian and Yifei, there would be plenty of opportunities in the future for the four sisters to be loving and affectionate with each other.

However, this slightly oppressive atmosphere really made him feel somewhat unaccustomed, so he took the initiative to break the silence: "Tian Tian, Yifei, I bought a small island near the Great Barrier Reef; let's go stay there for a few days first, and then go to New Zealand."

There was no airport on the island, so the destination for this trip was Brisbane in Queensland, Australia; Wei Jin planned to go to the Gold Coast first and take a pre-arranged private yacht from there to the island.

Seeing that neither of them was willing to back down, Wei Jin brought out his backup plan, stopped paying attention to them, and waved to summon the flight attendant.

"Come here, give me a massage."

Although the pretty-looking flight attendant didn't know what had happened, she was full of pleasant surprise at her boss's request.

Heaven have mercy, she had been with the flight crew for over two full years now, and was this handsome and wealthy boss in front of her finally about to extend his devilish hands toward her?

Walking quickly to the back of the circular sofa where Wei Jin was, the flight attendant leaned her body slightly forward, resting her proud assets against the back of the man's head.

"Alright, Boss Wei, come, lean back a little, it will be more comfortable that way."

"Mm, it's very comfortable."

Yifei's small hands were already clenched into fists; this was too much.

"Boss Wei, do you think the pressure is appropriate?"

"Mm, it's quite good. Your name is Chen Lan, right? Your hands are truly soft."

Jing Tian felt her blood pressure rising; was this a crime in progress? "I didn't expect you to still remember my name, Boss Wei, I'm so happy. Why don't we go to the lounge area next to us? I've learned professional techniques and can help you relax your whole body."

Zhu Wei and the two female bodyguards sat in the window seats, eyes on their noses and noses on their hearts, forming a little world of their own.

"Ahem, Chen Lan, is it? Bring me a cup of green tea, I'm feeling cloyed."

Jing Tian couldn't hold back and said with a double entendre.

"Very well, Miss Jing Tian, please wait a moment."

Chen Lan did not stop the service she was providing, but turned her head and spoke into the call device on her shoulder.

"Zhang Lu, come to the guest area, the guest requires service."

Jing Tian secretly cursed her own miscalculation, forgetting that there were several crew members.

"Ahem, I want a cup of green tea too, right now."

Yifei also spoke up, staring at the flight attendant with bright, piercing eyes, as if questioning her: What are you still waiting for? With no other choice, Chen Lan had to reluctantly remove her hands from Wei Jin's body and stand up to head to the dining area to prepare the drinks.

"Tian Tian, Yifei, now that she's been sent away, will you two come and massage me?"

"Pah, in your dreams."

The two women said in unison, then looked at each other before moving their gazes away without a trace.

Seeing this, Wei Jin nodded with satisfaction; as long as the atmosphere wasn't hostile, it was a small matter to him, and he didn't believe he couldn't handle these two young girls in over ten days—after arriving at the island, the two little beauties finally showed surprise on their faces; this place was too beautiful.

This was located in a small archipelago to the east of the Great Barrier Reef, and most of it had been sold to private individuals or rental companies.

The island Wei Jin bought was not particularly large in area, but it had complete facilities, could dock small and medium-sized yachts, had perfect electricity and water supply equipment, and also had a flat beach facing north.

The only villa on the island was situated on the high ground behind the beach, and it was quite large; after all, there were several women.

Wei Jin had entrusted this island to a rental company to manage; when not in use, the rental company would usually arrange for a cleaning and an inspection of the island's security measures once a month.

For this stay, Wei Jin had given notice in advance, and the rental company had arranged quite a few service staff there.

Walking into the villa, Wei Jin called for the housekeeper to help the two women organize their luggage.

Jing Tian took the lead and chose the largest room on the top floor.

Yifei was not to be outdone and chose the room on the second floor with the most open view and a large open-air terrace.

Wei Jin didn't mind; his luggage was left in the living room, as he would be staying in the women's rooms at night anyway.

Zhu Wei took the two female bodyguards and circled the island to check for any security risks.

Before long, the two women came downstairs one after another, and Wei Jin was busy greeting them.

"Tian Tian, Yifei, let's have a seafood feast tonight; we can go for a walk on the beach in the evening, and if we get up early tomorrow morning, we can even go foraging for seafood."

Wei Jin's arrangements were very thoughtful; although both women were stars, they had grown up in the Terraferma region, so it was rare to have such an opportunity, and he believed they would be interested.

After dinner, perhaps because they were looking at the sea and the sunset, the two women's moods improved, and when they accompanied Wei Jin for a stroll on the beach, they were not at each other's throats.

Even when the man held one in each hand, neither of them refused, and the three figures stretched long under the sunset glow, constructing a harmonious and happy picture. Today's second update (End of chapter)