Chapter 39: Spring Festival and an Unexpected First Meeting

On the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, Wei Jin returned to his hometown.

Looking at his son, who had traveled a long way, Wei Xingbang felt a bit emotional.

"How long do you plan to stay this time?"

"I'll head back to Beijing on the fifth; there are still some things at the company that need to be handled."

Wei Jin did not intend to stay in his hometown for too long; he truly could not empathize with the place.

"Hmm, then remember to make time to go see your uncle."

Wei Xingbang was somewhat pleased to hear this; ever since his wife passed away, the father and son had been left to rely on each other.

His son had gone to a university far away and didn't even come back during summer break, so he felt that his son had grown somewhat distant from him.

"Is Uncle not spending the New Year with us? Is it convenient for him to be alone?"

Wei Jin was a bit curious; they were both lonely men, so why not spend the New Year together? "I've told him many times, but your uncle has a very stubborn temper."

Wei Xingbang got a little annoyed when mentioning his older brother; he was already decades old, yet after his accident last time, he still hadn't learned his lesson.

"How about I go and try to persuade him?"

Spending the New Year all alone—Wei Jin always felt it was a bit lonely, and in his heart, he felt some pity for this uncle.

"It's useless, don't go looking for trouble; just go see him after the New Year."

Wei Xingbang had absolutely no way to deal with his older brother and had long since understood his temperament.

The next day, Wei Jin accompanied Wei Xingbang to the supermarket to purchase New Year goods.

Along the way, Wei Xingbang was in high spirits; he usually didn't fuss much when he was home alone, but with his son back this time, Wei Xingbang felt they should prepare more things at home.

He turned into a shopping expert in the supermarket, buying a lot of snacks and pulling Wei Jin along to tell him that these were his favorite things to eat when he was little, but his mother wouldn't let him. Although he was long-winded, Wei Jin could feel that this was perhaps what fatherly love was.

They went home and made dinner, but Wei Jin only knew how to cook some home-style Sichuan dishes, which piqued Wei Xingbang's curiosity.

"You learned how to cook? Why are you only making Sichuan dishes?"

"After I ate them at school, I thought they were pretty good, so I just learned them casually."

Wei Jin had no choice but to be vague and brush it off.

"Not bad, not bad, the skill is decent, it's just a bit spicy."

Wei Xingbang tasted a couple of bites and praised him repeatedly.

After dinner, Wei Jin forcibly chased Wei Xingbang out of the kitchen and washed the dishes himself; he couldn't just come home once a year and still let his father do the chores.

Returning to the living room, he found Wei Xingbang watching TV with great interest. Wei Jin took a glance—whoa, it was *Emperor Wu of Han*.

"Hasn't this show been airing for a while? Why are you watching a rerun?"

In fact, this show began its premiere at the start of January and had long since finished airing by now. The premiere ratings broke 7, which was a very good result; this type of historical political drama was very popular among middle-aged and elderly men.

"I didn't know about it when it was airing. By the time I started following it, I had already missed quite a few episodes."

Wei Xingbang answered while eating melon seeds without turning his head; it seemed he was truly hooked.

To be honest, though, the show was filmed really well, and the actors were chosen very well, especially Teacher Chen Baoguo, who perfectly portrayed the imperial majesty of Emperor Wu of Han.

"Our company invested in this show. If you like watching it, I'll get you the full set of discs."

Seeing that his old father was interested in the TV show, Wei Jin catered to his preferences.

"You're already able to participate in the investment of this kind of historical drama?"

As a university teacher, Wei Xingbang was well aware of the production background of such dramas; it was really hard for small companies to get involved. Could it be that his son's career had already grown this big? "Mine was a premium investment; it was mainly to build a good relationship with CCTV, not for profit."

Wei Jin then explained the rules of the circle. Wei Xingbang was quite interested in hearing about the ins and outs of the entertainment industry, and for a moment, the intimate conversation between the father and son formed a warm scene.

On New Year's Eve, Wei Xingbang didn't let his son cook again; he couldn't handle food that was too spicy.

After finishing the New Year's Eve dinner, Wei Jin began sending text messages and making phone calls one after another.

Watching the fireworks rising outside the window, Wei Jin realized in a daze that he had already been in this world for nearly two years. He had already completed his initial accumulation of wealth; in which direction should he develop next? On the second day of the New Year, Wei Jin carried the gifts he had brought back from Beijing and arrived at the residential compound where his uncle lived.

This was a very old compound, with some greenish moss on the sides of the buildings. After entering, one could clearly feel that the compound wasn't very lively. He didn't know why his uncle insisted on living here and refused to move away.

Just before reaching the unit door, Wei Jin saw a Mercedes-Benz S600. Mercedes cars weren't exactly rare these days, but seeing one in a compound like this was somewhat surprising.

Wei Jin didn't notice that the Mercedes-Benz engine was still running.

He went upstairs and opened the door; the key was given to him by Wei Xingbang. Ever since Wei Anguo fell down last time, Wei Xingbang had kept a key just in case.

"Is that Xiao Jin?" his uncle's voice came from the living room.

"Uncle, it's me. I've come to pay you a New Year's visit."

Wei Jin answered as he walked inside. Upon entering the living room, he saw a small figure sitting on the sofa with their back to the door.

"Uncle, do you have a guest?"

"Xiao Jin, come here, let me introduce you. This is Tian Tian."

At this moment, the figure on the sofa also stood up, turned around, and politely extended a hand.

"Hello, Brother Wei, I am Jing Tian. Hmm? You..."

The woman before him had bright, well-defined features, fair skin, and a heart-shaped face—a classic beauty with an oriental charm. For a moment, Wei Jin's brain stalled.

"Ah, hello, I'm Wei Jin. But, you are...?"

Wei Jin lightly touched her hand and then asked.

"Tian Tian is here to see me. I have some connections with her family."

Seeing his nephew looking confused, and with Jing Tian also looking a bit dazed on the side, Wei Anguo spoke up to explain.

Who would have thought that with this explanation, Wei Jin would be even more confused. Uncle, you wouldn't happen to be some hidden Huaxia God of War living in seclusion here, would you? What kind of status does our family have to have connections with Jing Tian's family? This was Da Tiantian, the only person he had followed on his Weibo in his past life.

"How come I've never heard you mention it?"

"That was all stuff from that era; it's all in the past, what's the point of mentioning it? By the way, Tian Tian, didn't you sign with a company? Your Brother Wei Jin is a big director; let him give you some advice. Hmm, Tian Tian?"

Wei Anguo clearly didn't want to mention things from that era and shifted the topic to Jing Tian, though it was clear the old man was very close to Da Tiantian.

"Ah, I remember now. You're the director of *Those Years*, Wei Jin?"

Jing Tian, who had been dazed for a long time, suddenly let out a cry of surprise, finally realizing who the big boy in front of her, who looked somewhat familiar, was.

Wei Jin nodded upon hearing this, feeling a bit amused; as expected of Da Tiantian, whose reflex arc was super long.

"A while ago in Beijing, I even went to see a movie with my classmates. Zhang Shiyi is really so beautiful, and Liu Yifei acted so well; I like them so much."

Speaking of the movie, Jing Tian looked full of excitement; it was clear she was a Precious fan.

"Thank you for your support of the box office. You are quite cute too. You are about the same age as Liu Yifei; if there's a chance, I'll introduce you two."

By this point, Wei Jin had calmed down somewhat; after all, Jing Tian was just a little girl of 16 or 17 right now, still far from being the 'Flower of Wealth in the Human World'.

"Really? That's great!"

"Of course it's true. By the way, um, Tian Tian, let me call you that, have you signed a contract? Are you preparing to debut?"

Wei Jin remembered that in his past life, Jing Tian seemed to have only debuted in 2006.

"Mm, I want to become a big star, that way many people will know me and like me."

The green, youthful version of Da Tiantian looked full of longing.

"By the way, Brother Wei Jin, if I want to debut, do you have any suggestions?"

Although it was their first meeting, Jing Tian was very willing to trust this nephew of Uncle Wei.

"Well, if you really want to become a star, I suggest you first learn some basic skills. If you want to be a Singer, learn music theory and practice singing; if you want to be an actor, learn performance and train your acting skills."

Wei Jin gave very sound advice; if one wants to make a living in the entertainment industry, without a skill to rely on, one will sooner or later be backlashed.

"Mm, okay, I will hire a teacher to teach me when I go back."

"By the way, Tian Tian, how is the company you signed with? Do they have experience in managing artists?"

Wei Jin suddenly recalled the various flops Jing Tian had when she first debuted in his past life; clearly, the company had to bear a lot of responsibility.

"Ah, the company was just established. My family was worried about me, so they entrusted an elder to take care of me."

Jing Tian answered with some embarrassment, but she understood the meaning behind Wei Jin's words.

Wei Jin only nodded upon hearing this and said no more. Afterward, the three of them chatted for a while longer, then Jing Tian said goodbye and left. They exchanged phone numbers, and Wei Jin saw Jing Tian downstairs.

Watching Jing Tian get into a Mercedes and drive away, Wei Jin felt somewhat emotional about today's magical experience. For a moment, his thoughts flew, drifting to who knows where. As a new author writing a book for the first time, I humbly beg for collections, follows, catch-ups, and recommendations. Thank you all. As a new author writing a book for the first time, I humbly beg for collections, follows, catch-ups, and recommendations. Thank you all.

Da Tiantian has finally made her entrance, welcome and throw flowers!!

(End of this chapter)