Chapter 334: Yang Mi's Rise to Fame: Sisters All Want Her

After spending a night with the two beauties in ecstasy, Wei Jin took them back to the capital.

After sending each of them home, Wei Jin went to the Yanjiao Villa; he hadn't seen Dudu in days during this filming period.

As soon as he entered the house, the little dumpling ran over on her short legs.

"Daddy."

Wei Jin crouched down, opened his arms, and directly took his daughter into his embrace.

"Hey, Dudu, did you miss Daddy?"

"I did."

"Hey, so good, mua."

Smelling the milk scent on his daughter, Wei Jin leaned in to kiss her face, but unexpectedly provoked Dudu's displeasure.

"Daddy, you poked me."

Dudu, nearly two years old, now speaks very clearly; Wei Jin instantly understood her meaning and reached out to stroke her tender little face.

"Sorry, Dudu, Daddy's been busy with work these days and forgot to shave; did it hurt?"

"Not painful, just itchy."

Dudu said while reaching out to grab Wei Jin's stubble.

"Let Mommy shave it for you."

"Okay, good, let's go find Mommy now."

After dinner, Wei Jin played with his daughter for a while, gave her a bath, and told her a bedtime story.

After Dudu fell asleep, Wei Jin tiptoed out of the room and went to the master bedroom, where he saw Ceng Li watching TV with relish.

"Is Dudu asleep?"

"Yes."

As they spoke, Wei Jin jumped onto the bed and embraced Ceng Li, glanced at the TV, which was showing 《Snow Sword Stride》, and joined her in watching.

This drama had premiered a few days earlier on Jiangzhe Satellite TV and Hui Province Satellite TV; feedback from the stations indicated good ratings, with the premiere reaching 2.58 and a audience share of 14.8%.

After its launch, ratings continued to rise sharply; in less than a week, they broke 3, making it an absolute blockbuster of the year.

Wei Jin was not surprised by this achievement; aside from the cast, production costs, and post-production special effects, the reputation built by Shanhe Media over the years and the tens of millions of fans accumulated from seven or eight years of novel releases alone warranted this success.

The script adaptation of this drama had also seen great effort from the writing department; no one wanted to ruin the boss's debut work, so regarding the plot, both book fans and drama viewers were relatively satisfied.

The rating on Yinxiang Net reached as high as 8.2, indicating that future ratings would continue to rise.

In Baidu's latest search index, topics related to 《Snow Sword Stride》 all surged into the top ten at the fastest speed.

The drama's popularity even drove a surge in novel sales.

"Little Jin, your company's Yang Mi, through this drama, has completely solidified her status as one of the Four Dan Actresses; recent news is all about her."

"Yes."

Wei Jin spoke with a hint of emotion; only he knew that, because of his own actions, Yang Mi's destined role 《Palace》 was gone.

Although she gained the female lead in the box-office hit 《Brotherhood of Blades 2》, appearing to have risen in stature, in terms of national fame, Yang Mi still falls far short of her contemporaries from the previous life.

But a hit drama provides significant support for an actor.

And Ceng Jia is indeed a qualified agent; taking advantage of the drama's hot broadcast and frantic promotion, she issued press releases nonstop, enabling Yang Mi to become famous across half the country in the shortest time.

One could say Yang Mi's current national fame is on par with that of her contemporaries in the previous life; if compared, she only lacks a signature song.

According to Zhang Xu's report, Yang Mi's announcements have surged, increasing several times over; despite such a huge workload, she has taken it all on, truly a chosen worker, deserving of the title Career Queen Mimi.

Soon one episode of the drama ended, and the theme song played during the credits.

"Toward Jiangnan I plucked flowers, facing spring wind and red wax, affectionate as ever I roam the world in love~~~"

"In the world, meeting kindred spirits is fortunate, knowing seven or eight true friends, inviting me to the wine table to drink till eyes drown in mist and clouds~~~"

"Toward Jiangbei I gave water to horses, facing west wind and yellow sand, unfeeling as I am, I cut peach blossoms at the sword's base~~~"

"In the world, meeting is hard; thank the green mountains for turning my hair white, generous only frost and snow gift me a scar between the brows~~~"

Humming softly along, until the TV switched to an advertisement, Ceng Li stopped, turned her head, and looked at Wei Jin.

"Little Jin, you wrote this 《Not a Hero》 so well; it truly has that unrestrained, carefree, grudge-clearing ease, though I didn't know Qiao Zhenyu could sing."

Ceng Li and Qiao Zhenyu had previously collaborated on 《You from the Stars》; their relationship was decent, hence her question.

"Don't say you didn't know; if not for the annual meeting where I pressured him once, I wouldn't have known he could sing."

《Snow Sword Stride》 is after all his first work; Wei Jin also wanted to contribute, so he took out this 《Not a Hero》 filled with strong wuxia spirit; Qiao Zhenyu, after seeing it, volunteered to sing.

Although not up to professional singer standards, among actors, Qiao Zhenyu's singing is absolutely decent; plus, he is the drama's male lead, so Wei Jin had no reason to refuse his request.

Fact proves, with the help of a professional recording studio, Qiao Zhenyu's performance is in no way inferior to professional singers; this song, together with the drama, went viral.

According to Zhang Xu's report, during this period, Qiao Zhenyu's commercial performance announcements have increased greatly; Wei Jin is considering giving him more responsibilities, developing in film, TV, and music, after all, the more skills a worker has, the more he can earn.

Coming back to himself, Wei Jin noticed the TV screen had gone black, Li Jie's small hand was already on him, and her gaze held a hint of heat.

Since the beauty had already released the signal, Wei Jin could not refuse; in a few moves he stripped Li Jie clean.

Li Jie also leaned forward, servicing the man, after all, tonight's poker game might last a long time.

"Mm, truly my good sister."

While feeling Li Jie's diligent service and stroking the beauty's lovely body, Wei Jin couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Although already in her thirties, Li Jie's figure is no inferior to that of a young girl; her skin is tight and tender, defying frost and snow, truly somewhat heavenly.

No wonder in the previous life her shelf life was so long; in this life, with his nourishment, she might become an "old demoness"; though Wei Jin was lost in thought, after a few minutes of shuffling time, everything was ready.

The elder sister knows how to cherish people; she needs no prompting from Wei Jin, lying down on her own, her impressive figure outlining perfect curves.

Seeing the beauty's eager look, Wei Jin hesitated no longer.

"Mmm~ Little Jin, I want you to be fiercer."

"As you command, my lady."

The next day, Wei Jin left Yanjiao Villa feeling refreshed and headed to the company.

It must be said, the big sister in her thirties has truly formidable stamina—last night, Ceng Li actually tangled with Wei Jin for nearly two hours.

Of course, this wasn't a card game, but being able to continuously open new rounds also shows the sister's strong recovery ability. On the way to the company, Wei Jin went straight to the Shanhe Ink floor.

"Yo, senior brother, Lu Yang, you two are here too."

Wei Jin greeted Ning Hao and Lu Yang with a smile, and they both smiled in response.

After chatting a few words, Wei Jin began to focus on post-production work.

After over two hours, the three of them unconsciously stopped, exchanged a glance, and each pulled out a cigarette from their pocket to pass around.

In the designated smoking room, the three smoked while chatting, and soon the conversation turned to the film market.

"The film market is really becoming more and more prosperous these days."

Ning Hao's tone carried some emotion—his best result was merely 《Crazy Racer》, barely breaking 200 million at the box office, but now films casually earn hundreds of millions or even billions, making him feel his presence is fading.

Wei Jin also knew what he was sighing about—just a few days ago, 《Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows》 was released.

It earned 58 million on opening day, and on Qi Xi Festival it directly took 76 million; in the first four days of opening weekend, box office reached 188 million, showing strong dominance, crushing numerous domestic films.

But this is normal—domestic cinema development has been too rapid.

According to Zhao Feng's report, last year the number of registered cinemas nationwide was 2,200, with over 7,500 large screens; this year, having just passed the halfway mark, the number has already risen by nearly 30%, reaching 2,800 registered cinemas, and the total large screen count is about to exceed 10,000.

By year-end, this figure will grow even more—domestic film market has truly entered an era of high-speed development.

"So, senior brother, want to quickly come to my place to pick a script and defend your dignity as a top director?"

Wei Jin half-joked, half-seriously teased: over the years he's written and copied many hit domestic scripts, always holding them back, waiting for the film market to explode before activating them—now he feels the time has come.

"Mm, you saying that actually moves me a bit, but I'll wait until I finish my current work—after Berlin next year, I'll properly talk with you."

Wei Jin nodded, showing understanding—Ning Hao currently has three films in post-production awaiting him, so he's indeed stretched thin, then he turned to look at Lu Yang.

"What do you say, kid? Any ideas on this new subject matter?"

While speaking, Wei Jin started passing cigarettes to the two again—gotta say, with more people, smoking just goes on endlessly.

"I feel I still have many shortcomings—I'm temporarily not planning to start new projects, just want to settle down for a while."

"Mm, your idea is correct—it's time to settle down."

Wei Jin also understood Lu Yang's thoughts—not everyone is like him, able to work nonstop; most directors release a work every two or three years, even Feng Dapao, the most prolific domestically, roughly maintains a pace of one per year, and that's only possible with a dedicated screenwriting team behind the scenes.

"Alright, it's almost mealtime—let's go to the cafeteria and get something to eat."

"Okay, let's see what new dishes are available today."

After eating at the company cafeteria, Wei Jin returned to the office, intending to take a noon nap.

In his super-large office, when it was renovated, they specifically partitioned a rest room.

Just after lying on the bed for a few minutes, a ringtone sounded, waking Wei Jin from his sweet dream.

But seeing the caller ID, Wei Jin smiled again, answered, and spoke gently.

"Hello, Shishi?"

"Brother, I miss you—can you come visit the set?"

Hearing the little girl's crisp voice and the longing in her tone, Wei Jin recalled Liu Shishi's soft and delicate figure.

"Shishi, I miss you too—is the crew still at Hengdian?"

Hearing Wei Jin's words of affection, Liu Shishi's voice on the other end clearly became delighted.

"No, we've just moved to Xiangshan Film and Television City—we'll stay here for about ten days or so, then we'll start outdoor shooting, so..."

"Okay, I'll arrange time to come over as soon as possible."

Wei Jin nodded in agreement—it's indeed been a long time since he saw Liu Shishi; the little girl has been single for so long, and if there's a chance, he should still fill her physical emptiness, otherwise what if the fish jumps out of the pond? Passing by, he can also check on Xiaobai—counts as killing multiple birds with one stone.

"Mm, brother, I'm waiting for you."

"Mm, Shishi, when you come, you'd better wash up white and white—brother will pamper you well."

"Mm~~"

After chatting with the little girl for half an hour over the phone, Wei Jin hung up, turned over, and entered dreamland.

After work, Wei Jin instructed Zhu Wei to drive him to Gao Yuanyuan's villa—it's been days since he last flipped the Da Meiyuan card; the Four Palace Ladies, still need to keep things balanced.

Opening the door, Wei Jin had just entered when Da Meiyuan flew over and flung herself onto him like a koala.

Wei Jin naturally supported the beauty's raised buttocks with both hands, gave a light pinch, then teased.

"Yuan Yuanjie, you're already this old—aren't you afraid people will laugh?"

"I don't care—anyway, no one saw it, you heartless one, you left for over a month, can't people miss you?"

The coquettish Da Meiyuan, her charm truly irresistible—Wei Jin held her like that and firmly pressed his lips onto her soft, tender lips.

This kiss continued until both could barely breathe before stopping.

At this moment, Da Meiyuan's face showed a blush, her eyes full of love as if about to overflow—she lightly bit her red lips, her tone shy.

"Xiao Jin, I want it."

Wei Jin's mouth curled into a smirk: "Huh? Yuan Yuanjie, what do you want?"

"You're really damn bad."

Accompanied by the beauty's coquettish cry, a soft pink fist landed on Wei Jin's body.

"Yuan Yuanjie, my badness—you haven't even seen it yet."

Hearing the man's wicked tone, Gao Yuanyuan's face was full of anticipation—after a woman passes thirty, those days are truly hard to endure.

Wei Jin naturally understood this too—he didn't continue teasing the already aroused beauty, but simply held her and walked step by step toward the bathroom.

After a rustling sound, the two were naked before each other.

Gazing at her flawless figure, like that of a goddess from myth, and that face so beautiful it would make angels envious, Wei Jin's heart burned hot—he began to unleash his supreme skill with his hands.

Gao Yuanyuan, who had been single for a long time, now only felt her whole body burning hot—she instinctively crouched down for a few minutes, then stood up, grabbed the handrail on the bathroom wall, turned her head back, her eyes full of emotion.

"Little Jin, you, how long must sister wait for you~~"

Asking, in this emotion and this scene, which man could resist? Wei Jin naturally was no exception.

"Yuan Yuanjie, husband will come to help you now"

In the bathroom, soon the melodious singing of Gao Yuanyuan sounded, like heavenly music. (This chapter ends)