Chapter 413

In Shanghai, inside the Crowne Plaza Hotel, a poker game is underway.

Rouba is kneeling on the edge of the bed, her thighs pressed against her calves, displaying her beautiful buttocks to the man behind her without reservation.

Wei Jin leans forward, taking hold of the "big oranges" while quickly playing his cards.

He has to admit, among all the women, Rouba's beautiful buttocks are undoubtedly the largest and most perky, and every experience always brings him incomparable pleasure.

However, even though his body is playing cards, Wei Jin's mind is contemplating the gains and losses of tonight.

With the influx of hot money into the film and television industry, the Tangren brand has also been favored by much capital, but unfortunately, the founders of Tangren have never been willing to engage in capital operations, firmly keeping the equity in their own hands.

It's just that Wei Jin didn't expect Miss Cai to take the initiative to invite him to participate in the new company plan proposed by Tangren.

Unsurprisingly, Tangren likely intends to use the new company as a shell to operate film and television projects and win the favor of capital.

In this way, they can both reap the dividends of the capital market and not have to worry about being kidnapped.

This is exactly the same as the method Wei Jin uses to run his celebrity Studio.

In addition, they can strengthen the centripetal force of their artists through original shares; Miss Cai can be considered to have taken great pains.

Regarding Miss Cai's sincerity, Wei Jin did not refuse; a 10% share seems small, but for Liu Shishi, it is just right.

That's right, Wei Jin intends to let Liu Shishi hold this portion of shares.

For one, it counts as giving the young girl some security, and for another, after her Studio is established, she will also need to carry out related business, and Tangren, knowing the ins and outs, is undoubtedly a very good partner.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Wei Jin focuses his mind on tonight's card game, his hands forcefully kneading Rouba's perky buttocks, as if trying to open up a new world.

"Rouba, it's time to sing now."

"Ah ah ah~~~ yaqshilik, māilī."

Just as Wei Jin and Rouba are making love, Guo Fan is holding his laptop, leaning against the bed, refreshing the interface of Yinxiang Net.

As a complete newcomer, he has been very anxious since the film was released during the day, to the point that he went to several cinemas in a row to check the attendance rate.

Although the feedback received was quite good, before the results came out, his mood could never settle, like a prisoner waiting for judgment.

He doesn't know how long he refreshed, when suddenly the interface changed and a string of numbers popped up.

"8.23 million."

After whispering to himself, Guo Fan let out a long sigh of relief, and upon seeing the high rating of 7.6 on Yinxiang Net, his heart was completely put at ease.

Although he is a newcomer, he also roughly knows the rules of the box office.

According to this first-day result and word-of-mouth, if there are no major surprises, a box office of 70 or 80 million is secure, and he might even be able to touch the threshold of the Billion Yuan Club.

Although compared to movies that easily gross hundreds of millions now, this result is nothing, but for Guo Fan, as long as he can break even, it means his first movie has succeeded!

With a relaxed mood, Guo Fan successfully enters dreamland.

Perhaps because Guo Fan is unknown, the media reports were not so timely and only came out in the morning.

"8.33 million on the first day, Beijing Film Academy newcomer director Guo Fan, first battle a success!"

"Low-budget sci-fi thriller movie Ex Machina, big hit on the first day, box office expected to break 100 million!"

"Shanhe Media may add another 100-million-yuan director!"

The online evaluation of Ex Machina is quite good; of course, it mainly focuses on the creativity and imagination of Wei Jin's script, while critics' evaluations of Guo Fan's shooting techniques and directorial ability are rather mediocre.

But in any case, for a director who is directing a film for the first time to achieve such results is enough to prove his excellence.

By the daytime, there was already a report on Guo Fan on the official website of Beijing Film Academy; after all, he is still a Graduate Student, and with such outstanding results, the school's credit is certainly indispensable.

Many people in the industry are admiring Wei Jin's vision and his efforts in cultivating newcomers, providing both scripts and real money, which is truly full of courage.

To tell the truth, Wei Jin is not surprised by this result.

Besides the director Guo Fan being a newcomer, this movie, whether it is the screenwriting and production team, the Post-production Special Effects, or the early promotion, was already sufficiently in place.

Even the theater chain's scheduling was very supportive; an average of 20% scheduling for a movie with a cost of 10 million is already quite luxurious, and it is perfectly normal to have such results.

Afterwards, Wei Jin paid attention to industry news again; he didn't expect that while he was vigorously "stir-frying" Rouba last night, Shu Qi was on the hot search again.

In the span of one night, Shu Qi deleted thousands of her Weibo posts and then cancelled her account.

This behavior is truly a bit unbelievable; it seems she was indeed broken by the netizens.

Her agency also posted a statement saying that they would protect their artist through litigation in response to the violence on the internet.

But unexpectedly, a knowledgeable lawyer netizen soon came out to slap them in the face.

"Shu Qi's Category III films were not released in Mainland China, so the netizens' behavior does not constitute an infringement of the right of reputation or the right of portrait; if they are publicly released photos, then this problem does not exist even more."

"Sure enough, the experts are among the people."

After sighing, Wei Jin made an appointment to meet with Han Sanping and Ye Ning to discuss the investment matters for Big Shot.

That's right, Lao Chen's side is very efficient and has already made the budget these days.

The cost of this movie reached 120 million, half of which is Wei Jin's director fee.

This number looks a bit exaggerated in the country, but it is not yet top-tier internationally, amounting to less than 10 million US dollars.

You must know that the current salary Hollywood offers Wei Jin is 15 million US dollars; it is just that he hasn't filmed many English movies in recent years, otherwise this number would have risen again.

However, Wei Jin has a premonition that when Dixing Yinxing is released, perhaps he can also enter the 20-million-dollar director club like Nolan.

Sure enough, regarding this number, neither Han Sanping nor Ye Ning had any objections; after all, with Wei Jin's brand, this movie has to have a box office guarantee of 500 million anyway, so it is profitable no matter what, and they care more about how much share they can get.

After an afternoon of tug-of-war, the three parties determined the final investment share.

Shanhe Media invested 60 million, accounting for 50%, while China Film Group and Wanda each invested 30 million, accounting for 25%.

This investment had no premium at all, but the price was that the two companies would not participate in the box office share and copyright revenue outside of Huaxia.

After confirming the investment, Han Sanping was in a great mood and, returning the favor, slightly adjusted the release of The Avengers, which was originally scheduled for May 4th, to May 10th, giving SPL: Sha Po Lang 2 a harvest period of about ten days.

Ye Ning was not to be outdone, patting his chest and stating that the relevant works of Shanhe Media and Golden Harvest would definitely guarantee the maximum scheduling within the scope of authority, regardless of the size of the investment.

Regarding the goodwill of the two companies, Wei Jin accepted it gladly; wasn't the purpose of pulling in China Film Group and Wanda just for this?

After all, a great man once said that one should make the enemies few and the friends many.

As for who is the enemy and who is the friend? That depends on whether they give face to Boss Wei. Just at the moment when Wei Jin, Han Sanping, and Ye Ning finalized the investment, Feng Dapao opened fire on the internet again, again, and again.

"I cannot accept that some people would actually use such vicious and cruel language to hurt her. I want to say to those who insult her: calling you animals is an insult to animals; you are not even as good as animals." As soon as this Weibo post appeared, netizens collectively boiled over. In one night, there were tens of thousands of comments; aside from a small number of likes, the vast majority were engaged in a cursing match with him.

Feng Dapao did not feel the slightest bit intimidated and continued to post a second Weibo.

"I was cursing animals, so why are so many people stretching their necks and opening their mouths to take it? I've truly opened my eyes to see so many animals reveal themselves."

Soon, a netizen retorted, "If cursing Shu Qi makes one an animal, then what are you, who cursed tens of thousands of netizens? What are you?"

The number of likes on this comment quickly exceeded ten thousand, and Feng Dapao remained fierce, continuing his output.

"It seems all the veterinarians in the country are on holiday today; the animals have all gone crazy and run out."

From night until day, Feng Dapao seemed not to sleep, ignoring even *Back to 1942*, spending the whole day sparring with netizens, one against ten thousand, his momentum like a rainbow.

The netizens were not to be outdone, and soon a post went viral on the internet.

The entire article did not contain a single word of cursing, but instead detailed the suppression faced by Mainland China actors such as Wu Jing and Shi Xiaolong in Hong Kong, and mentioned the incident where Mainland China actors in the *Special Identity* crew were fired for speaking up for Zhao Wenzhuo.

It then questioned Feng Dapao: why, when female artists who had worked with him, such as Li Bingbing and Fan Bingbing, were besieged by netizens, did he not come out to defend them? Why the special favor for Shu Qi alone?

The last sentence was undoubtedly the highlight.

"Or is it that you, Director Feng, are determined to be a 'bootlicker'? Or perhaps, you have already been one?"

Once the post was out, it was crazily liked and shared by netizens, and even those in the film and television circle watching the fun fell silent; after all, directors and actresses—those who know, know.

"I'm afraid this nickname 'Feng Dapao' won't be washed away."

After finalizing the investment, the next day, the three production parties announced the project information for *Big Shot*.

Project Name: *Big Shot*, crime action film, total investment 120 million; Director: Wei Jin; Screenwriter: Wei Jin; Production Companies: Shanhe Media, China Film Group, Wanda Pictures; Roles: TBD; the media and film and television circles paid attention immediately.

The companies in the industry didn't have much of a reaction, as they had already been rejected previously, but they just started worrying about their scheduling for next year.

But the actors in the circle were excited; Wei Jin's films were truly too tempting—whoever acts in them knows! The key was that there were no pre-determined roles this time, so the opportunities were huge! Familiar actors were either sending text messages or making phone calls.

Wei Jin simply posted a message on Weibo.

"Casting has not yet begun. I will send out audition invitations in a few days. Those who do not receive an invitation need not apply."

After posting, Wei Jin didn't pay any more attention to it and went straight to Gao Yuanyuan's place.

Perhaps because she wanted to be a mother, Da Meiyuan had been learning to cook these days, and today she insisted on showing off her skills for Wei Jin.

Watching the beauty busy in the kitchen wearing an apron, the corners of Wei Jin's mouth curled into a smile; she really did look like a virtuous wife and good mother.

It was just a pity that this sentiment lasted less than half an hour.

"It's all your fault."

Looking at the burnt food in the pot, Da Meiyuan gave Wei Jin a justified glare.

"I learned this specifically online; it should have been delicious, but your hands weren't behaving, which made me lose focus."

Wei Jin took the opportunity to pull the beauty, who was trying to act shamelessly, into his arms, his face wearing a look of slight innocence.

"Yuan Yuanjie, you can't blame me for this."

"If I don't blame you, who do I blame? Hmph~~~"

The way Da Meiyuan pouted and acted spoiled was truly lethal.

Wei Jin's hand, holding her slender waist, unconsciously increased its strength, pressing them tightly together, and then he kissed her earlobe: "Yuan Yuanjie, blame you for being excessively beautiful."

"Little rascal, you only know how to coax me."

The smile at the corners of Da Meiyuan's mouth couldn't be suppressed even by an AK, and her body grew increasingly soft.

In the end, Wei Jin cooked the dinner himself.

After simply enjoying a warm dinner, the two lay on the sofa, Wei Jin resting his head on the beauty's long, slender legs, chatting about work and life these days.

"By the way, Yuan Yuanjie, the *Lost in Thailand* side is almost ready for me to join the crew."

Han Jianv was doing a decent job as an Executive Director; she had called in the afternoon specifically to remind him that his cameo scenes could begin.

Honestly, this progress was a bit faster than Wei Jin had expected. It seemed that with Ning Hao and Chen Xi in charge, the overall filming progress was ahead of schedule; it was estimated that this film could be finished before mid-April.

"Then I'll go in two days."

"Hmm?"

Slightly raising his head to look at Da Meiyuan, Wei Jin was a bit puzzled, "Weren't you quite anxious before?"

Da Meiyuan leaned down, breathing like an orchid into Wei Jin's ear, "My ovulation period is in two days."

"Then what are we waiting for?"

Wei Jin immediately stood up, lowered his waist, and carried the beauty in his arms in a princess carry.

"Yuan Yuanjie, shall we play all night tonight?"

Da Meiyuan lightly bit her red lips, her charming eyes like silk, "As long as you can handle it, I have no problem."

"Yo, don't be calling me 'Daddy' later."

To restore his husbandly authority, Wei Jin exerted twelve percent of his power that night, fiercely teaching the Da Meiyuan who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth a lesson. The next morning, sunlight pierced through the curtains, shining onto the snow-white bed.

Wei Jin opened his eyes and felt a weight pressing on him. He turned his head to look and saw Gao Yuanyuan, like a sleeping beauty, with half her body pressing on him.

Feeling the delicate touch and warmth of the beauty's body, Wei Jin felt restless again.

While holding a breast with one hand, Wei Jin stroked her flawless, pretty face.

Unsurprisingly, even in her deep sleep, Da Meiyuan still gave Wei Jin feedback, accompanied by low murmurs in her mouth.

"Hmm~~ rascal."

The corners of Wei Jin's mouth curled into a smile, and he took the opportunity to turn the beauty to the other side.

Soon, under Wei Jin's skilled techniques, the sleeping beauty was already prepared.

"Oh~~~"

Accompanied by a low roar, Wei Jin began his morning exercise. (End of this chapter)