Chapter 506

Beijing, Xishan Villa.

Wei Jin leaned against the headboard with his hands behind his head, lying on the snow-white bed in a "ta" shape, the corners of his mouth curling upward as he quietly enjoyed the girl's high-quality service.

After the clouds and rain, Liu Yifei, flushed with satisfaction, leaned lazily against Wei Jin's chest, quietly feeling the happiness slowly drifting down from the peak of the clouds.

After a long while, the girl looked up at Wei Jin's profile and asked:

"Brother, do you have time these next few days?"

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

Wei Jin pulled the girl tighter into his arms, his hands wandering over her hot, delicate body.

"I have to prepare some gifts for the first time I meet your uncle, but I don't know what he likes. Will you accompany me to pick some out?"

Wei Jin had wanted to say it wasn't necessary to go to such trouble, but looking down at the girl's serious expression, the words changed as they reached his lips.

"Alright, let's go to Panjiayuan tomorrow. My dad likes some old objects."

"Brother, going to Panjiayuan, just the two of us..."

Hearing this, Liu Yifei slightly furrowed her delicate brows. Although she didn't know much about the antique business, she knew that this field required a sharp eye. If she accidentally bought a fake, wouldn't it be a huge embarrassment?

"You don't need to worry about that, I'll arrange everything."

Wei Jin understood the young girl's worry, but having spent so many years in Beijing, as long as one was willing to spend money, it wasn't impossible to find good things.

"Alright then. Also, Brother, Mom said we should eat at home this time. She'll cook herself; it'll feel a bit warmer. What do you think?"

"Uh, maybe we shouldn't trouble your mother. My dad's taste is a bit different from mine; he can't eat spicy food."

"Alright, I'll listen to you. Also..."

Listening to the questions coming from the young girl's mouth, such as "Does your uncle smoke?", "Does he drink?", "Does he have any dietary restrictions?", Wei Jin felt a bit moved.

One had to know that Liu Yifei had grown up under Liu Xiaoli's protection and rarely paid attention to social nuances; her personality was even a bit careless. That she could do this much showed how nervous and serious she was.

So he cooperated, telling her some of the preferences he knew, and the young girl even took out her phone to record them one by one.

At the end, she asked with some anxiety: "Brother, do you think your uncle will like me?"

Wei Jin hugged the girl tighter and comforted her gently: "Silly girl, don't worry. You're so good, my dad will definitely like you."

Immediately, he stopped the topic and turned over to pin the girl beneath him.

"Alright, Yifei, you have to record a variety show in a few days, let Brother pamper you properly."

Feeling the heat coming from his lower abdomen, Liu Yifei bit her red lips lightly and nodded.

"Mmm~~~"

That night, the two turned their long-missed longing into the driving force of their intimacy. In the film market, although the roadshow for Dixing Yinxing had ended, the box office performance remained violent.

Especially over the two days of the weekend, it remained firmly at the high level of 80 million.

Thus, 10 days after the release of Dixing Yinxing, the box office broke the 900 million mark, reaching 907 million.

It is no exaggeration to describe the December slot as a field of corpses; Dixing Yinxing was truly stepping on piles of remains.

Peers in the industry watched it open its "peerless reaping" mode in the film market, yet they couldn't muster a shred of jealousy.

There was no way; the data was simply too terrifying. Let alone catching up, just being able to see its taillights was already quite good.

In addition, the overseas box office performance was also quite impressive, with the North American region reporting 113 million USD in the second week, and other regions accumulating 135 million USD.

The second week's global box office totaled 334 million USD, strongly topping the global weekly box office and leaving the second place far behind.

And the film's total global box office had already reached 592 million USD, closing in on the 600 million mark! Domestic and foreign media reports were overwhelming, almost placing Wei Jin on a pedestal, and once again adding quite a bit of heat to Dixing Yinxing.

Under pressure, the films about to be released had already started a crazy promotional mode.

Even those to be released in January couldn't sit still and began to scramble; the heat of the New Year Slot was completely ignited.

The films The Guillotines and The Last Tycoon, starring Huang Xiaoming, held their premieres in Beijing one after another.

Because his relationship with Stellar Mega has never been very good, Wei Jin did not attend the premiere of The Guillotines.

While his relationship with Bona was also average, they had at least collaborated before, and Huang Xiaoming had extended a warm invitation. Since the location was in Beijing, Wei Jin found it hard to refuse.

After returning from Panjiayuan, Wei Jin brought Liu Yifei to the premiere site.

Just looking at Huang Xiaoming, who had a plaster cast on his leg and came to greet him in a wheelchair, he couldn't help but tease: "Brother Xiaoming, your leg injury hasn't even healed yet, you're too dedicated, right?"

"Sigh, there's no way around it. Chairman Yu said that even if they had to carry me, they had to bring me to the premiere site."

Huang Xiaoming smiled helplessly, then looked at Wei Jin with envy.

"You're still too ruthless; who isn't afraid? I heard Chairman Yu even went to the temple to burn incense, hoping for a good result."

Wei Jin found it hard to respond to this topic. Since Bona went public, they hadn't had any notable achievements.

After finally managing to set up a project with Huang Xiaoming and Fan Bingbing for The Bride with White Hair, it turned out to be an unlucky year.

Including this film, The Last Tycoon, if Wei Jin remembered correctly, the box office performance wasn't great either, and it was highly likely to be a loss.

It was just that this metaphysical operation by Yu Pangzi was truly enough to make one lose their composure.

"Brother Xiaoming, don't push yourself too hard, take care of your health."

Wei Jin wished Huang Xiaoming good luck in his heart, while his mouth expressed concern for his health.

"Mmm, I hope I won't be beaten too miserably by you this time."

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Huang Xiaoming's mouth; he remembered the scene where "Pi Fu" was beaten to a pulp by SPL: Sha Po Lang in the first half of the year.

Leaving the premiere of The Last Tycoon, Wei Jin flew directly to Shanghai; he was going to attend the bell-ringing ceremony for the Shanhe Cinema Line. After the plane landed, several executives from the Shanhe Cinema Line came to greet him.

After getting into the Alphard business van, Wei Jin sent a WeChat message to Liu Shishi.

He felt a bit regretful that they couldn't meet during the last roadshow, so this time, he had to replenish the young girl's energy no matter what.

A dozen minutes later, the vehicle stopped in the underground garage of Tomson Riviera in Lujiazui, Shanghai.

Accompanied by his driver and bodyguard, Wei Jin went all the way to the 18th floor. After entering the door code, he began to look around the apartment.

Over the years, Wei Jin had continued to purchase quite a few properties in Beijing, Shanghai, and other places. This large flat of nearly 600 square meters in front of him was delivered in 2010, costing a total of nearly 30 million at the time.

However, because he rarely came here, this apartment had been almost vacant.

It wasn't until March of this year, when Wei Jin was in Hong Kong, that he gave this house to Shishi as a birthday gift, and only then did it gain a touch of domestic warmth.

At this moment, Wei Jin discovered that the layout and decorations inside the house held quite a few feminine touches, and there were even many special outfits in the walk-in closet.

Wei Jin had just finished looking around when he heard the sound of a password being entered at the door, knowing it was Shishi who had returned.

Just looking at the young woman's attire, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Shishi, isn't this a bit too exaggerated?"

At this time, Shishi was wearing a wide, dark blue trench coat paired with a white scarf, with half her face wrapped up tightly.

Crucially, on her palm-sized little face, she was also wearing a pair of large sunglasses; if not for Wei Jin's keen sense of smell, he wouldn't have been able to identify her at all.

"There's no other way, the paparazzi have been especially numerous these past few days. Lao Hu and the others basically don't dare to go out. If it weren't for a magazine shoot scheduled for today, I wouldn't have bothered going out either."

As Shishi disarmed, she complained to Wei Jin with her little mouth slightly pouted.

Although she was the top star at Tangren, many entertainment reporters in Shanghai recognized her, so generally speaking, she wouldn't be too heavily surrounded.

But she couldn't withstand the erratic maneuvers of Miss Cai, who was in the middle of a lawsuit with Lin Genxin these past two days and had released quite a bit of negative news about the latter.

Things like being unprofessional while filming, having poor character, bad acting skills and a short temper, lacking quality, and being ungrateful... they were just one step away from labeling Lin Genxin a "disgraced artist" to prove there was a reason for the conflict.

Wei Jin naturally knew about this matter, which was also the reason he hadn't asked Lao Hu and the others to come out for a meal.

However, having the chance to watch the drama unfold in person, he naturally wouldn't let it pass. He immediately pulled Shishi, who had shed her restraints and was wearing a tight-fitting turtleneck sweater, onto his lap and asked.

"So, are these things true or false? I saw that Hu Ge and the others all unfollowed him on Weibo. Did Boss Cai demand it?"

The young woman didn't answer immediately, but instead wrapped her arms around Wei Jin's neck, took a deep sniff, and then explained with some helplessness: "Half true and half false. Actually, the newcomer is still quite good. Now that it's reached this point, I don't even know what to say."

Seeing that Shishi's mood wasn't very high, Wei Jin put away his gossiping heart, pulled the girl tighter into his embrace, and said softly: "Alright, Shishi, this isn't your fault. Give your brother a smile."

As he spoke, Wei Jin's hands began to grow restless, and a flush instantly appeared on the girl's face as her red lips parted slightly: "Brother, I missed you."

"Mm, Shishi, I missed you too."

After saying this, Wei Jin said no more and kissed her delicate, pretty face.

That night, Shishi changed into several outfits from the walk-in closet, letting Wei Jin taste her tenderness to the fullest. The next morning, Wei Jin and some senior executives of Shanhe Cinema Line arrived at the Shanghai Stock Exchange to ring the bell for the listing of Shanhe Cinema Line.

In this life and the last, this was a first for Wei Jin, so he actually felt a slight sense of excitement.

Because it was the first cinema chain stock in the country, and its asset structure was extremely excellent, while also owning quite a bit of its own real estate, the valuation given by several investment banks was not low, exceeding 10 billion.

Previously, in order to go public, Shanhe Cinema Line had introduced strategic partners such as Longhu Group, Industrial and Commercial Bank, and Jiaoyang Capital, diluting the shares held by Shanhe Media to about 55%.

For this listing, the planned total financing capital was 500 million shares, with a total of 60 million tradable shares released.

Counting the 20 million non-tradable shares subscribed to by internal executives and celebrity artists, Shanhe Media's shares were further diluted to 46.2%, though it still firmly occupied the position of the absolute largest shareholder.

Perhaps because the data from the past few years was extremely eye-catching, Shanhe Cinema Line was favored by numerous investors, and as soon as the market opened, the price climbed all the way up.

From the opening price of 26.79 yuan, it successively broke through the major thresholds of 30 yuan and 40 yuan.

By the market close, the stock price had soared to 41.22 yuan.

With this, the market value of Shanhe Cinema Line exceeded 20 billion, successfully raising nearly 2 billion.

Numerous financial media outlets continuously reported on the grand occasion of Shanhe Cinema Line's listing, praising the birth of yet another 10-billion-level enterprise.

The film and television industry was like a rising sun, full of vitality.

That evening, Wei Jin held a banquet at the Shangri-La Hotel in Shanghai, and everyone in attendance wore a look of joy.

Because everyone present held quite a few shares.

Chen Zhiming, as the group's chief steward, and Zhao Feng, as the head of Shanhe Cinema Line, had contributed the most, and each received 1 million shares.

The heads of various departments under the group also each had 500,000 shares of internal non-tradable stock.

The remaining executives and celebrity artists enjoyed quotas ranging from 100,000 to 300,000 shares, based on the cumulative contribution the company had recorded for them over the past two years.

It is worth mentioning that with the example of Huayi before them, almost all the artists who received a quota bought their full amount, including Yang Zi, who had joined the company not long ago.

This girl didn't have money in her pocket, but she had plenty of nerve; she went straight to Zhang Xu to borrow 1.5 million and bought 100,000 shares.

In her words, this was a benefit given by the boss; everyone else had taken it, and if she were the only one who didn't, it would be a lack of respect.

The 20 million non-tradable shares were thus completely divided up by everyone.

However, non-tradable shares could not be resold within two years, and even if one really wanted to sell them, they could only be sold to Shanhe Cinema Line on a priority basis.

But even so, those who got the internal shares were all blooming with joy; after all, it was only two years, so what harm was there in waiting.

What's more, as the first cinema chain stock in the country, a valuation of 20 billion was still far from its peak.

(End of this chapter)