The Birth of Shanghai's First Conglomerate

Chapter 54 Song Wu's Surprise

These small film crews in China understand their audiences.

The main feature of brothel plays is the flying ribbons.

Song Wu and Bai Xin didn't dare to leave at all. If they left now, they might not even be able to get minor roles in the future.

After changing into ancient costume, her long, black hair was casually draped over her shoulders.

Suddenly, a group of villains rushed into the large brothel with its red lanterns and curtains.

Without saying a word, he grabbed the woman and killed her.

Before killing, of course, they would do *that*.

Anyway, that's how the script was written: a group of courtesans running around everywhere.

Those who ran slowly were caught and dragged to the ground and rubbed against the ground, while those who ran fast were blown around by a blower.

We have to sing the praises that the audience wants to see; if they don't want to see it, then there's nothing we can do.

Bai Xin's little mandarin duck bib was already too small, and with all this blowing around, it was about to burst.

The director praised the acting skills after watching it.

The same goes for Song dance; if one take isn't enough, do it again.

Chen Pingsheng stood at the door watching, and it took seven or eight takes before he finally went over.

After changing their clothes and settling the bill, the two prepared to leave.

Song Wu was embarrassed, but Bai Xin was alright; at least she had breast pads so she wouldn't be completely exposed.

"Uncle, weren't you going to treat us to a meal?"

"Yeah, there's a hot pot buffet over here, let's go together."

He didn't speak to Song Wu, and Song Wu was too embarrassed to say anything to him.

Bai Xin found it strange, as this shouldn't be the relationship between a brother-in-law and his sister-in-law.

At this moment, Song Wu no longer possessed any of her former pride; all she felt was embarrassment and awkwardness.

It's like the relatives she used to look down on, who, when they reappear, are people she can no longer reach.

You can only understand this kind of thing by experiencing it yourself.

The three of us went to the seafood buffet next door, which was very high-end and cost 598 yuan per person.

Bai Xin remained optimistic, calling him "Uncle" repeatedly.

Song Wu kept her head down, feeling both dissatisfaction with her current self and guilt about her past.

"Uncle, don't you need to ask your boss for leave?"

Bai Xin felt he was so free, like a glass ceiling for working people.

"No need, the boss is too busy all day long to have time for me."

"Then you are truly blessed."

Bai Xin ate very elegantly. She often received invitations from men to treat her to such lavish meals, but she usually refused.

They're all people with ulterior motives.

The older man was different; he wouldn't have any improper thoughts about her.

Chen Pingsheng asked curiously, "How much do you guys earn a month as extras?"

"Sometimes it's seven or eight thousand, sometimes it's three or four thousand, it mainly depends on how many scenes I can do in a month."

That kind of income in Beijing, without food and lodging, would be barely enough to support oneself; they're all dreaming of becoming stars.

Bai Xin also asked, "Uncle, didn't you used to be an extra?"

"Back then, I earned over a thousand a day."

"so smart."

Bai Xin was surprised, but Chen Pingsheng just smiled and didn't say anything.

He finished eating quickly, wiped his mouth, and said, "Your sister is pregnant. I told her about your situation today. Try to visit her more often; she still cares about you."

Song Wu was almost in tears. She used to live in an ivory tower and was naive.

Now that I'm out earning money on my own, I realize just how difficult it is to make money.

She can also better understand the hardships her brother-in-law went through back then.

From the moment he arrived in Beijing, he worked tirelessly to earn money every single day for four or five years without a single day of rest.

All of this was to give her sister a happy and stable home.

Unfortunately, she didn't understand anything and only knew how to blame him for being uncultured, uneducated, and not having a Beijing residency permit.

What's even worse is that she kept urging her sister to get a divorce. Looking back now, she has no face to face her brother-in-law.

Let alone seeking his help.

“Your sister is now running her own beauty business. You can go and help her out when you have time.”

After saying that, Chen Pingsheng left.

Bai Xin was completely bewildered, not understanding what was going on.

"Senior, why aren't you talking to the older man?"

She wanted to say it, but she didn't have the nerve.

Song Wu turned the question around and asked her, "How do you know him?"

"We met while taking a taxi."

Bai Xin laughed and said, "You don't know, the car that uncle drives every day is really nice. I got a ride with him in Shijingshan by taking a rideshare. I can ride in his luxury car for just 25 yuan a day. I admire myself."

"Hitch a ride?"

Song Wu frowned. Did he still need to drive for Didi Chuxing now?
"How come you seem to know absolutely nothing about this older man?"

Bai Xin asked curiously, "Isn't his boss Zhao Liying? Uncle also does side jobs sometimes."

"Zhao Liying is his boss?"

Song Wu pouted: "It seems he wasn't telling you the truth. If it weren't for him, Zhao Liying would still be playing minor roles like us."

"What do you mean?"

"He invested in Zhao Liying's films, and he also funded the production of Legend of Lu Zhen."

"what are you talking about?"

I automatically imagined Mr. Zheng's English lines from The Mermaid.

Bai Xin was so shocked that she stood up abruptly: "You mean the uncle's boss isn't actually Zhao Liying, but he himself is Zhao Liying's boss?"

"It has always been that way."

Song Wu explained, "Zhao Liying used to be his neighbor. Back then, he was still selling durians on the street, and Zhao Liying was just a nobody in Beijing who couldn't afford a house or a car. She only started to rise to fame and become a big star after she met him."

"The uncle used to sell durians, so how could he invest in Zhao Liying?"

Bai Xin thought about it and figured that a project like Lu Zhen Legend would require an investment of at least tens of millions.

You couldn't earn this much money even if you sold durians until you died!
"He stopped selling durians a long time ago. Don't you live in Shijingshan? He owns Tengsheng Fruit Shop there, and Shuiyunjian too."

"so smart!"

Bai Xin's eyes lit up, and she exclaimed in surprise, "Tengsheng Fruit is everywhere in Shijingshan! As soon as it opens, other fruit shops hardly have any business."

"That's strange. If the uncle is so capable and is your brother-in-law, why are you still playing minor roles, senior? He's an investor now. If you go to him, you can easily get some good roles, right?"

If it weren't for those past events, it certainly would be possible.

Unfortunately… Song Wu’s eyes dimmed: “I was ignorant before and often scolded him.”

"Huh?" Bai Xin's small mouth could fit a whole egg. "The uncle is a really nice guy, why did you scold him?"

Song Wu didn't speak, but Bai Xin understood.

It must be related to his previous disreputable profession.

I never imagined that this uncle had such a fascinating story.

She casually hailed a ride-sharing service and somehow managed to get a ride with Zhao Liying's boss.

It would be an absolute injustice if this kind of luck didn't become popular.

I just don't know if I'll still be able to hail the uncle's cab. I'm really looking forward to it.

……

Chen Pingsheng rushed back because the author of Hua Qiangu had arrived.

He was there to discuss the novel's copyright and to ask her to be the screenwriter for the sequel.

These things cannot be delayed.

The author of "The Journey of Flower" is a young mother, and this is the first time she has received investment for a TV series adapted from a novel.

Chen Pingsheng doesn't try to fool people; he offered five million to buy Hua Qiangu's permanent adaptation rights.

This includes all merchandise related to "The Journey of Flower," such as TV series, movies, and games.

Once the TV series becomes popular, the value of products related to Hua Qiangu will be substantial.

(End of this chapter)