Chapter 336: A Gamble: Wan Qian's Room Key

Beijing.

Emerging from the Qingying Factory, Huang Mengying wore a look of disappointment on her face.

This was already the twelfth production crew she had visited during these two months of summer vacation, but unfortunately, not a single one had offered her an opportunity.

No, it couldn't be said that no opportunity was given, but whenever she thought of that casting director—fat-headed, big-eared, and with grease practically oozing from his body—Huang Mengying would rather not have such an opportunity.

Braving the scorching sun, Huang Mengying returned to the Beijing Film Academy dormitory.

Although school had not yet started, for students of the acting department, summer vacation was a great opportunity to intern with major production crews, so quite a few people remained at school.

Opening the door, she saw her fellow countrywoman Wu Jinyan lying on the bed, her pair of snow-white calves swaying back and forth.

"Ah, Mengying, you're back. How was it today?"

Seeing her good friend return, Wu Jinyan immediately sat up and asked.

"Not great, no roles."

Huang Mengying sat on the edge of the bed, greedily blowing on the fan, and replied casually.

"Sigh, Mengying, we're about to be juniors, and we haven't even landed a single production crew yet. This industry is not easy to get by in."

"Isn't that the truth? Speaking of which, those two still have the best luck."

Listening to Huang Mengying's sigh, Wu Jinyan nodded, knowing she was talking about the other two in their dorm, Li Chun and Li Meng.

At the beginning of the year, Li Chun had already participated in the national master's film *The Flowers of War*, and it was said that in a few days she would follow the crew to participate in promotional activities; she could finally be considered to have made an appearance.

Li Meng had also participated in the great director Wang Quanan's *White Deer Plain*, and in a while, she would even join the crew for *The Guillotines*, having the opportunity to act alongside Huang Xiaoming; her luck was truly too good.

By comparison, she and Huang Mengying, these two girls from Shudi, were far behind.

It wasn't that they hadn't visited production crews over these two years, but due to the issue of circles, almost no good resources would lean toward them.

One must know, the entertainment industry is divided into the Beijing Circle, Shanghai Circle, Northwest Circle, Northeast Circle, and Hong Kong-Taiwan Circle, but there simply isn't a Southwest Circle.

"It can't go on like this."

After letting out a shout, Huang Mengying sat up and looked at her fellow countrywoman.

"Jinyan, Senior Brother Wei Jin is currently hiring an assistant, I plan to go and try."

"Ah? Have you thought it through? The position Senior Brother Wei Jin is hiring for is a personal assistant."

Wu Jinyan was somewhat shocked; although she knew that being Wei Jin's assistant was a very good stepping stone, "I know, but what else can I do? It's not like you haven't been to production crews; even a damn floor manager tries to get handsy. If we want to make it in this industry, without a backer, sooner or later we're going to be eaten alive."

Huang Mengying's tone was somewhat agitated, her Shudi dialect slipping out; she had already thought it through very clearly—a female artist's prime is limited, and if one wants to stand out, one must be willing to take a gamble.

Besides, Wei Jin is handsome, wealthy, overflowing with talent, and domineeringly protective of his own; wouldn't giving oneself to him be much better than those trash in the production crews?

"Do you want to try it together?"

"I... I'll pass. With my condition, I probably won't get selected."

Wu Jinyan had self-awareness; who in the circle didn't know that Wei Jin likes them tall and straight? With her flat figure, she was afraid she wouldn't even pass the initial resume screening.

"However, Mengying, your chances are actually quite high."

Wu Jinyan wasn't flattering her; in her view, with Huang Mengying's figure and face, she wasn't a bit worse than that Bai Bin.

"Regardless of whether the chance is high or not, trying it out doesn't cost anything anyway."

"Mm, good luck!" — Xiangshan Film and Television City is located within the Ningbo Film and Television Culture Industry Zone in Xiangshan County, NB City, Zhejiang Province, with a total area of 1,176 mu; it is one of Huaxia's top ten film and television bases and a national 4A-level scenic spot.

Since opening in '05, in just five or six years, it has already hosted the filming of several hundred film and television works, such as *The Return of the Condor Heroes*, *Sacrifice*, *Sword Snow Stride*, the new version of *Journey to the West*, and so on.

Stepping foot here for the first time, Wei Jin felt curious about everything inside the film city.

Bringing Wang Zixuan along, Wei Jin strolled leisurely through the city, not in the least bit anxious to head to the production crew.

After all, watching people film is truly boring enough; Wei Jin planned to appear when it was almost time to wrap up and just treat the crew to a meal.

Walking and looking along the way, Wei Jin saw "Condor City," which was the city built by Big Beard Zhang when he originally filmed *The Return of the Condor Heroes*.

He also saw the "Spring and Autumn and Warring States City," which was the city built by Chen Shiren for *Sacrifice*.

There was also the "Journey to the West Paradise," the "Water Curtain Hole" and "White Bone Hole" built by Big Beard Zhang, and so on.

However, looking at this Journey to the West Paradise, Wei Jin thought of the matter that had been making a huge stir these past two days.

*New Journey to the West* began airing at the end of last month, and the ratings were not bad; during this time, Nie Yuan had frequently appeared on programs.

Because the producer of this show was also Big Beard Zhang, the "Yang Guo" incident from back then had once again become a hot topic of discussion.

This time, Nie Yuan did not continue to endure; facing the reporters' cameras, he stated bluntly that he lost back then simply because he was too naive and never imagined that his competitor would use underhanded tactics.

Nie Yuan directly expressed that he would never cooperate with "such a person" in this lifetime.

Although he didn't name names, everyone knew that who Nie Yuan was talking about was Huang Xiaoming.

Once Nie Yuan's words were out, the internet immediately became lively; it was rare to see two major popular young actors tearing into each other head-on.

The fans of both sides also began to clash with words online, and each dug up quite a few photos from the original auditions, trying to prove that their own idol was the more suitable "Yang Guo," arguing incessantly.

But correspondingly, the ratings for *New Journey to the West* grew higher and higher in such an atmosphere.

One has to say, Big Beard Zhang really has a knack for hype.

After a tour, the sky grew dark, and Wei Jin first arrived at the *The Four* production crew.

The one who came to receive him was Li Xiaoping from Guangxian; Wei Jin was quite familiar with her, so he spoke up directly to greet her.

"President Li, long time no see, how have you been lately?"

"Thanks to President Wei's blessing, I'm doing quite well."

Looking at Li Xiaoping's appearance, Wei Jin knew she wasn't lying; indeed, with his old rival Zhang Zhao having left Guangxian Pictures, she, as the Executive Vice President of Guangxian Media Group, could finally be considered to have a real team of her own.

Soon, the group arrived at the filming site; they were in luck, as the scenes had just finished, and everyone was still removing makeup and cleaning up the set.

Seeing Wei Jin's arrival, a look of pleasant surprise appeared on Bai Bin's face; she hadn't received the man's favor for a long time.

Wan Qian, who was on the side, was the same; Wei Jin's move this time caused a ripple in the heart of this older leftover woman; no woman could resist a man who was so domineeringly protective and also handsome and wealthy.

After some pleasantries with the crew, Wei Jin directly invited everyone to head to the hotel in the VIP building. — During the banquet, Hong Kong actors frequently came over to toast; it was truly because Huang Laogou's end was too miserable and Wei Jin's prestige was too great.

To tell the truth, whether it was Zhou Zhaolong or Zheng Zhongji, Wei Jin had no objections; these two were relatively low-key in their conduct and their stances were relatively firm, but only Xiubo made Wei Jin feel somewhat disgusted.

There weren't many male celebrities I liked in my past life, and this guy was one of them for a time; it's a pity, his rank as an Aquaman was too low, and he capsized.

Watching his cautious and timid appearance at this moment, Wei Jin had a mind to offer some pointers, but he didn't know where to start, so he simply clinked glasses with him and said nothing more.

This gesture of Wei Jin's actually made Xiubo think he had offended this big shot somewhere, to the point that he was somewhat restless for the entire evening.

Wei Jin also met the actor filling the role of the Zhuge Divine Marquis, that Liu Songren who played Zhu Wushi in World's Number One; one has to say, Chen Jiashang really takes great care of Hong Kong actors.

However, Wei Jin had no objections regarding this person; besides, this was a project of Enlightened Media, and as long as it didn't provoke him, he was too lazy to intervene. When it was Deng Chao's turn to offer a toast, Wei Jin's attitude was clearly different.

"Brother Chao, thank you for your righteous intervention regarding the previous matter; this glass is for you."

Wei Jin held his wine glass, raised it toward Deng Chao, his tone sincere.

You have to know, not everyone has the courage to stand up for an unrelated Mainland China female artist and teach a Hong Kong actor a lesson.

"President Wei, you are too kind."

Facing Wei Jin's toast, Deng Chao hurriedly stood up, lowered the rim of his glass, clinked it, and then downed it in one gulp.

"Brother Chao, I am truly grateful to you; this glass is for you."

Although they had already expressed their gratitude multiple times on set these past few days, seeing their boss bring up this topic, Bai Bin and Wan Qian still stood up, raised their glasses, and downed them in one gulp.

Deng Chao was helpless and could only accompany them with a drink.

After some idle chatter and reminiscing, Wei Jin remembered one thing.

"Brother Chao, do you have any plans for next year?"

Once Wei Jin said this, everyone present pricked up their ears, secretly sighing that Deng Chao had caught the eye of a big shot and was about to be invited to act.

Deng Chao was the same; although he was very excited inside, he still calmly stated his plans on the surface.

"President Wei, my wife is pregnant, so I plan to take a break next year to spend more time with her and the child, so I don't have any plans for now."

Wei Jin nodded upon hearing this; in this way, this gift of his should be just right.

"Brother Chao, it's like this: the guest lineup for the next season of Keep Running will be adjusted. If you are interested, you can go be a Resident Guest. This show is quite easy to record and won't hinder you from taking care of your family."

"Thank you, thank you, President Wei."

Although it wasn't a film invitation, Deng Chao was equally pleasantly surprised and hurriedly agreed.

He knew very well that, setting aside the convenience of taking care of his family, Keep Running, as a national-level variety show, was a huge help for increasing national popularity.

And this was precisely what he needed; after all, compared to his competitors Chen Kun and Huang Xiaoming, Deng Chao was indeed a bit lacking in terms of national popularity alone.

More importantly, such a national variety show wasn't something you could just get on if you wanted to. Previously, Huayi had communicated with the production team, wanting to squeeze the BB combination in, but unfortunately, it didn't happen. This gift from Wei Jin was not light at all.

Thinking of this, Deng Chao felt very fortunate that he had acted decisively back then; that fight was worth it—the banquet ended, and Wei Jin brought Zixuan back to the hotel.

In the bathroom, the Assistant Zixuan was holding a pair of 8s, providing attentive service to Wei Jin, when the sound of the door opening came from outside the room.

Before long, he saw Xiaobai come in stark naked.

"You, why are you still being shy?"

Wei Jin pulled Xiaobai into his arms, splashing up a spray of water.

"Boss, there were so many people watching on set, we have to be a little discreet, right?"

Just by having her skin pressed against the boss, Bai Bin felt her body was already about to catch fire.

"You are just 'there is no silver three hundred taels here'."

While speaking, Wei Jin had already grasped Xiaobai's snow-white breasts, then added another sentence.

"In the industry now, who doesn't know that you are my woman?"

Listening to Wei Jin's slightly domineering words, while feeling sweet inside, Xiaobai felt a shiver run through her whole body; she had actually almost lost a point, she really had been in a dry spell for too long.

"Boss, I want it now..."

Looking at Bai Bin's slightly dazed eyes, Wei Jin patted Zixuan, who was still diligently providing service; the latter immediately understood and gave up the player's position.

Seeing this, Bai Bin couldn't wait to sit on top and began tonight's card game.

Zixuan, on the side, saw this and felt a sense of sorrow; she used to be able to enjoy high-quality pleasure several times a month, but from now on, she was afraid she would have to endure the suffering of a dry spell like Bai Bin.

Perhaps because she hadn't played cards in a long time, Xiaobai, whose card skills were poor to begin with, lost in just a few minutes.

With a satisfied expression, she lay prone in front of Wei Jin and yielded the player's position to Zixuan, who then began to play her cards.

While enjoying the pleasure of playing cards with Zixuan, Wei Jin toyed with Xiaobai's perky buttocks.

After a long while, Bai Bin, having regained her senses, whispered in Wei Jin's ear:

"Boss, Sister Qian asked me to give you the room card."

"Hmm?"—The next morning, strands of golden light passed through the glass and spilled onto the floor, reflecting the tranquility of the room.

A long-cultivated biological clock woke Wei Jin from his dream; he turned his head to look at the woman still sleeping soundly beside him, and couldn't help but reminisce a little.

He hadn't expected that the cold and glamorous-looking Wan Qian would be so crazy and proactive in bed, even wanting to adopt the superior position at one point.

This stirred up Wei Jin's competitive spirit, and he directly pressed her down and fiercely suppressed her.

Honestly, Wan Qian's looks were good, but it was a pity her figure was too flat; she wasn't Wei Jin's ideal hunting target.

But this woman had one advantage, which was that her butt shape was very beautiful and stimulating.

The doggy style from last night brought Wei Jin extraordinary pleasure.

Thinking of this, Wei Jin felt it was necessary to add another round, and his hands began to act restlessly under the quilt.

"Mmm~~~"

Wan Qian, still sleeping soundly, was awakened by the man's skilled techniques; her eyes were bleary with sleep, and her mind was blank.

"Miss Wan Qian, did you sleep well last night?"

Listening to the voice coming from beside his ear, Wan Qian raised her head to look at the man before her, only then recalling the madness of last night, and a blush appeared on her face involuntarily.

"Quite well."

Regarding the events of last night, Wan Qian did not regret them; now she finally understood why Bai Bin was so sensitive—this man was simply too skilled.

For example, the hand currently wandering over her legs seemed to have special powers; every time it brushed past a spot, it could make her break out in goosebumps, a mix of tingling itchiness and a trace of desire.

It is a pity that such a top-tier man cannot stay by one's side often; it is truly regrettable.

Thinking of this, Wan Qian felt she must seize the opportunity, and her beautiful legs took the momentum to straddle Wei Jin's waist, sending out a signal for intimacy.

This was exactly what Wei Jin wanted; he reached out to pick up the pillow from behind, placed it under the woman, and with a forceful flip, an alluring scene was presented before his eyes.

"Miss Wan Qian, are you... ready?"

"Mm~~"

Accompanied by the woman's reply, a sound of joyful applause soon rang out in the room. (End of chapter)