China Entertainment’s rescue plan is hard to come by

Chapter 889 Top Practitioners in the Service Industry

2 PM, John F. Kennedy International Airport, New York.

A Gulfstream G550 landed smoothly in the business terminal.

The plane taxied slowly, and the tarmac was lined with all kinds of business jets.

Sun Yi saw at least three Gulfstream drones that were the same model as Xiaobai's.

There's another one that looks very similar to the white one, but it's noticeably larger and has a more streamlined design.

Sun Yi guessed that this was probably the Gulfstream G650, the upgraded and improved version that was just launched last year.

"Sissi, do you think we should get a private jet?"

Sun Yi suddenly had a brilliant idea. Since Starry Sky had previously considered purchasing two more business jets due to the expansion of its business coverage, why not upgrade his own fleet as well?

You can't let the boss suffer.

"Huh?" Liu Yifei looked around the cabin and said with some reluctance, "Xiaobai has only been two years, and we have to replace it?"

This girl is inherently sentimental, not only towards living things like cats and dogs, but also towards inanimate objects. She hesitated for a long time before even changing her phone.

I'm reluctant to part with it.

"Gulfstream has released an upgraded G650, which is bigger, faster, and safer. When we bought the new G650, we didn't have much experience, and the multi-functional conference room we built took up a lot of space and we hardly used it. We just slept on the plane. We should have just turned it into a rest area."

Upon hearing the word "sleep," Liu Yifei's pretty face flushed slightly, whether from remembering last night or from what happened on Xiaobai earlier, it was unclear.

She rolled her eyes at Sun Yi and said in a tone that was both coquettish and reproachful, "I think you're just fickle."

Sun Yi cried out that he was wronged, saying that he was only trying to make their future air journeys more comfortable.

"Then, how much will it cost?"

After Sun Yi's explanation, Liu Yifei was inclined to agree, and the next second she switched to "housekeeper mode".

“The previous agency recommended it to me; it was a little more expensive than Xiaobai's, around $6000 million.”

"$6000 million?!?"

Is this what you call a little more expensive?

Liu Yifei remembers that Xiaobai spent just over 5000 million yuan on a complete renovation and customization.

She filmed a movie, worked hard for several months, and in the end, she only received a little over 1000 million yuan.

No, Grandma said it's fine to date, but after marriage you must keep your husband in check and not let him spend money recklessly.

A woman's duty is to manage the household.

Liu Yifei, with her chubby cheeks puffed out, resolutely shook her head.

"No, even if we don't change, the company will still have to buy a new one, it's the same, otherwise we'll have to pay taxes on everything."

The entire year of 12 was a breakout year for Starry Sky. Whether it was self-produced films or films invested in and distributed, all the film projects throughout the year achieved varying degrees of profitability.

To take a recent example, "Edge of Tomorrow," which is still showing in theaters, has already grossed over $700 million worldwide and will most likely reach $800 million, making it the fifth highest-grossing film of the year, behind only "The Avengers," "The Dark Knight Rises," "Skyfall," and "Ice Age 4."

Even if we calculate the global box office revenue of $8 million, including the 25% share for imported films in China, Starry Sky Entertainment would still earn $2 million from just one film, "Edge of Tomorrow".

This is just the box office revenue; there are also various copyright transactions, channel platform fees, and so on. Not to mention, Starry Sky also released a series of films that year, including "Monkey King: Hero Is Back," "Brotherhood of Blades," "The Martian," and "Wolf Warrior."

The profits are huge.

If this money isn't reinvested, it will all go to taxes.

It's not that Sun Yi doesn't want to contribute to the country's tax revenue; the problem is that he has already paid a tax during the release of his film.

Besides, reinvesting corporate profits is also a contribution to society. To be honest, Liu Yifei didn't really understand these things, but she still believed in her heart that her husband wouldn't lie to her.

"Really?"

"Of course."

"Okay, then." Liu Yifei counted on her fingers in her mind before nodding in agreement.

Although his film salary wasn't much this year, the bulk of his income came from endorsement fees from various brands, none of which were less than $1000 million. All in all, it seems like enough to support a new novice.

"I have to choose the cabin interior design this time."

The bathtub should be kept, even though it won't be used often. It's still quite thrilling at 10,000 meters in the air. And not only should it be kept, but it should also be replaced with a larger one. Otherwise, it'll be uncomfortable to keep bumping your legs.

"No problem, after we finish looking at wedding dresses and get back to Los Angeles, we can go take a look."

Fifth Avenue, New York.

Liu Yifei, arm in arm with Sun Yi, stood in front of the cylindrical floor-to-ceiling window and the glass door inlaid with brass logo, tilting her head slightly to look at a line of letters on it.

“Vera Wang Bridal”.

These letters shimmered with a serene and luxurious glow in the afternoon light.

Below is a line of smaller print: "The Veil of Nine Hundred Million Girls".

A look of anticipation welled up in Liu Yifei's eyes. She applied a little pressure with her fingertips, and as soon as she touched the doorknob, the door slid open silently, as if it had been waiting for her arrival.

A crisp, clean scent, a blend of premium cedarwood and fresh white musk, gently enveloped us.

The doors closed automatically, revealing a sacred, milky-white interior. The lighting was clearly designed, softly permeating every corner and highlighting the artworks displayed on both sides—priceless wedding dresses that embody the ultimate dreams of countless young women.

Mmm, it has that flavor.

These fashionistas are really good at it.

Sun Yi nodded secretly.

Not to mention young girls, even he, a grown man, was almost captivated at first glance, wishing he could have the young girl try them all on for him later.

"Welcome, Ms. Liu, Mr. Sun."

A figure walked up the steps not far away, with a calm and elegant gait. She was wearing a minimalist black cashmere suit, with an emerald necklace the size of an egg hanging on her chest. She clasped her hands together and smiled repeatedly. Her whole demeanor looked cool and wise, yet approachable.

"Designer Wang."

"Just call me Vivian."

The person who arrived was none other than Wang Weiwei, the top Chinese-American wedding dress designer who had arranged to meet Liu Yifei today.

"You can also call me Crystal."

"Wow, Crystal, you are the most beautiful Asian woman I have ever seen. You are simply a masterpiece of God."

Wang Weiwei walked up to Liu Yifei and, as if by professional habit, looked Liu Yifei up and down, praising her repeatedly.

"No, no."

"How could you not have one? Otherwise, how would you have managed to bring our talented director under your wing?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Yifei was clearly in a great mood, her beauty almost impossible to hide.

Even Sun Yi felt quite comfortable and sighed inwardly.

No wonder they're top performers in the service industry; otherwise, how could their business be so successful?
(End of this chapter)