Chapter 473: The Crazy Night with Nazha, There's Plenty of Time Ahead

Beijing, inside the second Golden House, Wei Jin was mercilessly whipping Nazha.

The recording of the new season of Keep Running had already ended, and Nazha was also present at the Beijing Film Academy today.

The little girl was very clever, seeing Jing Tian leave first, she seized the opportunity and clung to him.

Thinking that it had been almost half a year since the last investment, and that twenty-year-old blossoms were about to wither, how could Wei Jin refuse?

However, the little girl still placed great importance on ceremony; upon arriving, she specifically changed into the black silk bustier set stored here, as if determined to fight to the end.

At this moment, Wei Jin supported her slender waist with one hand and caressed her smooth, long black silk legs with the other, taking advantage of the torn opening to act wildly, his enthusiasm extremely high.

It must be said, the allure of time is truly strong; although Nazha's form had already been fixed, she somehow gave Wei Jin a completely different experience.

At this time, Nazha knelt on the edge of the bed, supporting her body with both hands, her waist forming an astonishing arc.

On her charming, pretty face was a flush of red, fine beads of sweat appeared on her high nose bridge, her originally somewhat dull large eyes now shimmered with moisture, and she occasionally slipped into a Xiyu accent.

Obviously, for this long-awaited reunion, Nazha was very satisfied.

Only seeing Nazha, who had just barely calmed down, begin another round of violent spasms, lasting several minutes before slowly subsiding.

Even after disengaging from the battle, Nazha would still tremble occasionally; Wei Jin knew the little girl should be full now. It must be said, the recovery power of Xiyu women is formidable; after two or three minutes, Nazha regained her senses, her face bearing a charming smile, lowering her head to clean Wei Jin's traces.

Afterwards, she clung to the man's side like a pet.

Although it was already the sage's time, Wei Jin's hand still caressed her smooth, long black silk legs, appearing unwilling to let go, which made Nazha, leaning in his embrace, even more delighted.

"Brother is indeed infatuated with me."

Reaching out to grasp the bamboo-shoot-shaped snowball, Wei Jin lowered his head to glance at Nazha: "What are you thinking about?"

Nazha came to her senses, rubbing her delicate face against Wei Jin's chest.

"Nothing, I just want to spend more time with brother."

Regarding Nazha's sudden change in address, Wei Jin did not correct her, extending his hand to lightly press her cheek, feeling its delicate and smooth texture.

Nazha's small mouth unconsciously pouted, her delicate face immediately puffing up, looking somewhat endearingly dazed.

Wei Jin could somewhat fathom Nazha's thoughts; after all, she was famously a love-brain, so he pulled her tighter into his embrace, his grip on the snowball also becoming gentler.

"Nazha, I've indeed been busy lately; these two months I'll be staying in Beijing. If you miss me, just call me, okay?"

"Mmm~~~"

Nazha's face showed a sweet smile; in fact, she was about to graduate, needing to prepare for her graduation thesis and performance, so time was not as abundant as it seemed.

However, usually women care more about attitude; even Nazha, who had already prepared to be kept for life, hopes the man has a place for her in his heart.

Reaching out to firmly pinch Nazha's perky buttocks, Wei Jin's lips curled slightly upward.

"By the way, Nazha, how is your father's health?"

"Mmm, during the previous period he underwent his fourth check-up; the doctor said his recovery is good, thank you, brother."

Seeing the emotion in Nazha's dark, glistening beautiful eyes, if not for Wei Jin's careful arrangements, her father could not have received such good care in Beijing; thinking this, Nazha felt she could only repay him with the rest of her life.

"Brother, let me serve you."

After saying this, Nazha actively turned her body, fully exposing her black silk-wrapped perky buttocks to Wei Jin, allowing him to play with them.

And naturally lowering her snow-white swan neck, she parted her red lips and pressed them against him. The next morning, Wei Jin woke from deep sleep, feeling the heavy weight on his arm, he turned his head and saw Nazha's flawless pretty face.

As expected of the one whose "face is as the rivers and mountains," "one pretty face conquers all," Nazha, though makeup-free, after one night of nourishment, her pretty face was rosy and moist as if water could drip from it, stunning beyond compare.

This shelf life, at least twenty years need not be worried about.

As for Rouba, her features lean more toward Xiyu style; as she ages, she declines, so she needs more nourishment when the chance arises.

Setting aside his scattered thoughts, Wei Jin slightly reached out to pick up the phone on the bedside table; seeing it was already 10 o'clock, he couldn't help but sigh at yesterday's frenzy.

This little girl Nazha seems to want to fill all the longing of the past two hundred days, relying on her strong recovery ability, demanding without limit, attacking from three fronts.

The two played from after dinner until midnight; ordinary people truly couldn't endure such physical exertion.

Lying by the bedside, Wei Jin checked on industry news.

The premiere of Dangerous Liaisons was very lively, with Zhang Ziyi's new lover Xiao Sa personally hosting.

However, the guest lineup at the event was somewhat lacking, drawing mockery from many media outlets.

This is unavoidable; the production company lacks strength, and Zhang Baizhi and Zhang Ziyi have poor connections in the industry, so few people showed up; Jing Tian and Ceng Li are already considered the biggest names.

And Zhang Ziyi, while tearfully stating at the premiere, "I just want to find a good, honest person to marry," intending to show off her love, was instead wildly mocked by netizens.

"Sunshine, beach, bikini, honest people can't play this flashy."

"Are you feeling tired from love, just wanting Xiao Sa to take over?"

"What's wrong with honest people? Please, just let him be."

Fan Bingbing, this woman fears the world is not chaotic enough; being in the crew of The Suspect, she deliberately liked and forwarded netizens' comments, again boosting the热度.

After a night of fermentation, it actually surged directly onto the hot search list, Zhang Ziyi once again fell into a public opinion crisis.

Shaking his head, Wei Jin was about to continue reading when his phone rang.

Seeing the caller ID, Wei Jin smiled on his face.

"Hello, Yifei."

On the other end of the call was Liu Yifei, whom he hadn't seen in a long time.

In the middle of the month, this little girl received an invitation from Shu Chang to visit the set of The Nameless Heroes.

Wei Jin originally thought Shu Chang had few scenes, and after wrapping up, the two would return.

But he didn't expect these two girls to actually start playing around in the Yungui Chuan region.

"Brother, the scenery here is really nice."

Wei Jin here was listening to the little girl's slightly excited introduction of various scenic spots—the magnificent Huangguoshu Waterfall, the风情 of Xijiang Qianhu Miao Village, and Fanjingshan, known as the "City in the Sky." At this moment, Nazha beside him woke up.

Wei Jin quickly made a silent gesture; Nazha nodded to indicate she understood.

But unexpectedly, this girl actually slipped under the covers and began doing morning exercises.

Listening to Liu Yifei's clear and pleasant voice in his ear, feeling the warm embrace beneath him, Wei Jin became aroused rather quickly.

"Brother, why aren't you speaking?"

"Oh, you introduced it so well, it made me want to go see it. Yifei, why don't you just become a tourism ambassador for Yunnan, Guizhou, and Sichuan? You'd definitely have something going on, haha."

Wei Jin casually found an excuse; in fact, in his previous life, as a person from Shu region, he had already visited most of these attractions.

"Brother, you're teasing me again." "Haha, right, when are you coming back? I miss you."

As soon as Wei Jin said that, he felt Nazha taking him in even deeper.

"Brother, I miss you too, I've already booked the flight for the 29th."

"Then it's only a couple of days away; I'll come pick you up when you arrive."

"Mm, good."

After being affectionate for a while, Wei Jin hung up the phone and lowered his head to look at Nazha, who was still serving him.

"Nazha, you weren't very obedient just now."

Nazha lifted her head and gave a charming smile: "Brother, do you want to punish me?"

After saying that, without waiting for Wei Jin's reaction, Nazha turned her body and lifted her beautiful buttocks high for a spanking with the rod; after Wei Jin finished his lunch, he set off for the company.

A few days ago, during the promotion, Chen Zhiming called, saying a company had come seeking cooperation.

Originally, such matters didn't need to be reported to Wei Jin, but because it involved copyright issues, the TV department and Chen Zhiming's side were unsure, so they reported it to him.

And after hearing the name of that company, Wei Jin prepared to meet with them.

Upon arriving at the company, Wei Jin didn't expect to run into Zhao Liying with her bun hairstyle again, and couldn't help but feel it was quite a coincidence.

"President Wei, good afternoon."

Looking at the energetic girl, Wei Jin also smiled on his face, but then suddenly recalled something, and his expression turned puzzled.

"Liying, I remember 'Princess Agents' is about to premiere, right? You're not out promoting it?"

Facing the big boss's question, Zhao Liying smiled and explained: "President Wei, it premieres after National Day, but currently we're just promoting in the Beijing area. I took some time off to come back, to find Director Zhang about something."

"Mm, then go ahead."

Wei Jin nodded and didn't ask further, but Zhao Liying hesitated for a moment and then spoke again.

"Mm, President Wei, I heard the company has loan support for artists?"

Wei Jin smiled; the company indeed had this policy, and he had gotten the inspiration from Nazha.

After all, every family might encounter difficulties, and newcomers just starting out don't have much money anyway. Besides, we don't worry about signed artists running off—they're all just working stiffs.

But the rule has been in place for two or three years, and Zhao Liying is still the first to bring it up.

"Yes, there is such a thing. What's wrong? Is there trouble at home?"

"No, no."

Zhao Liying shook her head, then looked a bit embarrassed.

"I I want to borrow some money to buy a house first."

Wei Jin nodded; living in Beijing is not easy, these years housing prices have risen a lot, the average price is already approaching 30,000 yuan per square meter, and in central areas it's even higher—50,000 to 60,000 per square meter is common.

Like Wei Jin's multiple properties, compared to when he first bought them, they've at least increased several-fold; just this office building, which was originally 500 million, has now risen to 2 billion.

Given Zhao Liying's fame from her two dramas that haven't aired yet, she usually doesn't have many appearances; even with some savings, it's probably hard to scrape together a down payment.

"No problem, just go find Director Zhang directly; he'll tell you the specifics."

"Mm, thank you, President Wei."

After bowing slightly, Zhao Liying left with an excited heart; her purpose for coming back today was achieved.

Watching the girl's retreating back, Wei Jin felt some emotion; people from grassroots backgrounds often have more courage, and once they get an opportunity, they firmly grasp it—just like Zhao Liying and Wang Baoqiang.

However, Wei Jin estimated that however much money Zhao Liying borrowed from the company, after 'Princess Agents' airs, she'll probably pay it back soon.

Of course, not necessarily; Zhao Liying seems to still have quite a bit of investment sense.

Putting aside his feelings, Wei Jin went straight to the office; just after sitting down for a moment, the secretary came to knock on the door.

"President Wei, the guests have already arrived in the reception room."

"Good."

In the reception room, as Wei Jin pushed open the door, he saw a man with a scholarly aura, wearing black-rimmed glasses.

"President Wei, hello, nice to meet you; please take care of me."

Wei Jin extended his hand and shook his, then smiled and said:

"Hello, President Hou, long time no see."

The person before him was none other than Hou Hongliang, the renowned helmsman of Daylight Entertainment in later generations.

Although Daylight Entertainment has only been established for over a year now, far from its later peak, Hou Hongliang's reputation in the industry is still considerable.

From the end of the last century, Hou Hongliang began to engage in the film and television industry, successively working in cinematography and directing, having directed multiple TV dramas.

Later, he moved behind the scenes to become a producer, successively serving as producer for influential TV dramas such as 'Chinese Stories' and 'Northeast'.

In May, Mei Ting came from the crew of his produced 'Parents Love' to do a cameo.

After some pleasantries, Hou Hongliang weighed his words and spoke tentatively.

"President Wei, I don't know about the matter previously discussed with President Chen?"

"President Hou, straightforward, then let's get straight to the point: the copyright of 'Battle of Changsha', I can hand it over to your company."

Hou Hongliang showed no joy at having his wish fulfilled; he knew it was only about copyright, not enough to warrant Wei Jin's personal meeting, so he asked.

"President Wei, what are the conditions?"

Wei Jin secretly nodded; talking with smart people is just so comfortable; President Hou before him truly lives up to being someone capable of great things.

"President Hou, I hope to participate with copyright and cash, investing 30%."

Hou Hongliang's face showed an expression of disbelief: "Is it really that simple?"

"Just that simple."

Hou Hongliang really couldn't figure out Wei Jin's tactics, and after pondering for a moment, he stood up.

"Wei Zong, pleasant cooperation."

"Pleasant cooperation!"

As their hands clasped, Wei Jin's mouth curled into a smile.

Some things, there's plenty of time ahead! (End of chapter)