Hong Kong Film: Jimmy? Please call me Councillor Li

Chapter 253 The Stunning Beauty of Sister Pomegranate (3000 words)

Eight in the morning
The warm morning light shone through the gauze window and onto Li Jiayuan's face.

The sunlight stung his eyelids, making them twitch twice.

Three minutes later, he crawled out of bed. Huang Lei, who was still in bed, seemed to be hugging him like an octopus, as if she were hanging on his body.

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"Get up."

Li Jiayuan grinned mischievously and reached his hand into the blankets.

The softness is palpable even through the fabric; indeed, going vacuum is the best.

Huang Lei pressed her face against Li Jiayuan's Adam's apple and kissed him, feeling dazed.

"Stop messing around, let me sleep a little longer."

"Yuan-ge, wake up!"

Just then, a small head pushed open the door and peeked out.

"what"

Because the two were embracing, and Huang Lei's nightgown had a wide-open neckline, revealing a glimpse of her cleavage, Ruan Mei initially thought they were having an affair early in the morning.
She was as startled as a little rabbit, covering her eyes but peeking through her fingers.

Ruan Mei's shout completely woke Huang Lei up. She got up, slapped Li Jiayuan's restless hand away, and rolled her eyes.

This guy, he wants to pinch her while she's sleeping, and he wants to pinch her again when she's awake. Does he like it that much?

Li Jiayuan simply shrugged.

Oh well, that's it for now.

Since they opened up about things, Li Jiayuan and Huang Lei no longer hide things from Ruan Mei. After all, she would be part of the family sooner or later, and she already is.

At first, Ruan Mei felt pressured living here.

A couple who are inseparable every day, plus a complete stranger—it just seems like there's something wrong with them.

But ever since that unspoken understanding was revealed, Ruan Mei felt relieved and became increasingly reliant on this feeling of home.

"Brother Yuan, I'd like to ask for leave tomorrow."

"Are you alright?"

"Yes, I want to go and pay my respects to my grandmother, so..."

At the dining table, Huang Lei and Li Jiayuan, who were sipping their porridge, both looked up at the table, and for a moment, the atmosphere became somewhat subdued.

Ruan Mei suddenly regretted saying this so early in the morning. He should have just asked for leave and gone by himself. Saying this ruined the atmosphere.

Li Jiayuan remained silent for a few moments, then lowered his head and continued eating his breakfast as if nothing had happened.

"I'll go with you."

Ruan Mei suddenly raised her head, clenched her hands, and her bright eyes began to glisten with tears.

Just then, a hand reached out from the front and gently placed it on her head.

Huang Lei gently stroked Ruan Mei's head and whispered.

"Let's go together. A family should go together."

Ruan Mei, who was originally deeply moved, blushed with embarrassment upon hearing these words. She didn't dare to look at Li Jiayuan and Huang Lei and quickly lowered her head to pick at her spoon.

"Xiaomei, why don't you stop going to work? You have to make breakfast for us every morning, and then cook and do housework after get off work. It's too tiring."

"I'm not tired. I've always done housework like this."

"Listen to me on this matter. Yuan can handle things at the company."

Ruan Mei works two shifts every day, going to work and taking care of the two of them. Huang Lei couldn't bear to see her like this, and she had actually been thinking about letting Ruan Mei stop going to work for a long time.

Ruan Mei used to work as a secretary, handling various tasks. Back then, her work pace was quite good.

Later, seeing that she was too busy, Li Jiayuan hired another secretary, Fang Ting.

After that, Ruan Mei's work became less demanding, and sometimes she would even make tea for Li Jiayuan in the office when she had nothing to do.

Whether or not I attend this class doesn't seem to matter that much anymore.

Ruan Mei first looked at Li Jiayuan, who shrugged.

"Don't look at me, she's in charge now."

Li Jiayuan didn't want Ruan Mei to be so busy every day. He had wanted to say something for a long time, but he didn't expect Huang Lei to be more thoughtful than him and speak first.

"Okay then."

If the three of them agree, then there's no problem.

Actually, Ruan Mei doesn't really like going to work. She's different from a career woman like Huang Lei. Huang Lei is the type who can live a quiet life, but she must have her own career.

For him, going to work is more like a pastime, a source of joy.

Ruan Mei, on the other hand, is more like a wife in the traditional Chinese sense, enjoying being a good wife and mother and taking good care of her family. That is her joy.

Compared to going to work, she prefers taking care of her family. Every day she cooks for her two husbands who work outside the home, prepares their bathwater when they come home, and keeps the house tidy.

This kind of life makes her very content.

Therefore, she did not object to Huang Lei's suggestion that he stay at home and not go to work.

"You don't need to be so nervous, Yuan is a very nice guy."

The plane from Jiayuan Group brought Mr. and Mrs. Lam Ching-ying to the tenth floor.

This was Lin Zhengying's first time visiting such a large company. Everything here made him feel luxurious: the simple yet beautiful tiled walls, the bright lighting, and the meeting rooms separated only by glass.

It looks simple, yet it always gives off a unique sense of sophistication, completely different from the crowded, cubicle-separated offices he'd seen on TV. He'd believe it if you told him it was a hotel.

Lin Zhengying noticed the suits worn by the people passing by and couldn't help but hug his own somewhat shabby jacket tighter.

The usually cheerful and talkative Sister Pomegranate became silent after joining Jiayuan Group, following closely behind her husband like a little tail, occasionally looking around with curious eyes.

I was thinking to myself, how much would it cost to renovate such a luxurious office?

Sure enough, these large corporations are not short of money at all. If she were in charge, she definitely wouldn't be willing to spend so much money on renovations.

"Brother Yuan, the person has been brought."

The plane knocked on the door and led the two inside. At that moment, Li Jiayuan was looking at documents. He silently turned around and stared intently at Lin Zhengying and his wife.

He got up and walked to the sofa, naturally reaching out his hand.

"Please sit down."

Lam Ching-ying and his wife were flattered and sat down awkwardly. For the first time, Lam Ching-ying, a grown man, felt the meaning of the word "embarrassed" and didn't know where to put his hands.

I prepared myself mentally all night yesterday, but I still panicked terribly.

Ever since he saw the plane yesterday, his heart has been restless. As someone working in the film industry, he naturally knew about the media company behind the recently released blockbuster film "God of Gamblers II" which grossed 40 million at the box office.

To be honest, when the plane came to find him, he thought it was a scam and almost left.

Fortunately, the director helped him verify the information, which convinced him that he had indeed been invited to film a movie.

He was just a nobody actor who never even appeared on camera, a stunt double, yet someone recognized him and offered him a movie role, and it was from a well-known company in the industry. He just couldn't understand it.

What exactly did he do to catch the eye of these big shots?

"Nice to meet you. May I briefly introduce myself?"

"Okay, my name is..."

Li Jiayuan felt a chill run down his spine.

Yes, it's pretty much what he knew. Or rather, it's exactly the same, except for the part about his acting career. Everything else matches up.

In this world, Lam Ching-ying didn't become Bruce Lee's stunt double, nor did he meet a mentor. Fortunately, he got together with Sister Pomegranate and they got married.

They seem to be very much in love.

Wow, the young Sister Pomegranate was truly stunning! It turns out she really wasn't lying to me back then!

【The stunningly beautiful Sister Pomegranate】

Li Jiayuan then thought of another suspicious point: Uncle Ying died of liver cancer six years later, could it be...?
It's not impossible that he discovered this a long time ago. This world has a strong constraint on the original plot. Brother Tongzi will change the script, but he definitely won't change too much.

The general plot will remain the same.

As long as he doesn't make contact, the plot will continue as normal. Once he intervenes in the plot, the binding force will disappear. He guesses that this might be because he doesn't belong to this world and cannot be affected.

Or perhaps it's because they are the system host, existing as plot changers, that they are able to influence the plot.

As for Zhan Qiao, her situation was entirely accidental and had nothing to do with any binding force.

After much thought, just to be on the safe side...

Li Jiayuan quietly took out the pills from his spatial storage and held them in his palm.

[Drugs for Stabilizing Liver Cancer Growth]

This medicine can block the growth and progression of liver cancer, but the effect only lasts for twenty years. The first dose is the most effective, and the effect is halved the second time.

Take two pills, and you can live for another thirty years. It's not too late to have surgery then.

"I really like Mr. Lin's martial arts films, so I would like to invite Mr. Lin to join my company to help me make movies, as the lead actor, the male lead."

Li Jiayuan extended an olive branch, and Lin Zhengying and his wife looked at each other, suddenly feeling their mouths dry. Was their hearing broken, or was the big boss in front of them out of his mind?

Are you asking me to act in a movie? And as the male lead?
Lam Ching-ying was very self-aware. He knew that his appearance was not good enough and that it was basically impossible for him to be the male lead. So why would anyone ask him to make a movie, let alone be the male lead?

What kind of movie would cast a man nearing forty like him as the male lead?
"Mr. Li, you're not kidding, are you? I'm playing the male lead?"

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Do I look like I'm joking?

Although, Lam Ching-ying still found it hard to believe that after struggling in the film industry for twenty years without any fame, in his middle age, he suddenly said he wanted to make a movie and play the lead role. Was God playing a joke on him?

"Actually, you don't need to worry. There's nothing fishy or scheming about it. I simply value your appearance. You're a good fit for the male lead in my movie, and your age is also suitable. That's all."

If you join Jiayuan Media, I can guarantee you'll always have acting opportunities. You know how hard it is to find a job these days, so I can also promise you a contract where you can work as a martial arts instructor at the company, even if you don't act.

This is better than you making money doing odd jobs as a stuntman.

"I don't like nonsense. This is a movie contract. If you think it's okay, sign it. If not, the door is over there."

Li Jiayuan clapped his hands, and Fang Ting, who was standing next to him, immediately placed the contract that she had prepared earlier on the table.

Mr. and Mrs. Lam Ching-ying immediately picked up the contract and looked at it carefully, not daring to miss a single word, until they finished reading the thick document.

Nothing was found. The contract was clean, with no hidden clauses or unfair terms.

At this moment, the excitement that should have appeared in Lam Ching-ying's eyes finally surfaced.

The contract is fine, which means it's real.
Someone actually wants to cast him in a movie!
"Have you considered it?"

I'll sign.

Lam Ching-ying nodded excitedly and quickly signed his name on both contracts. These were just movie contracts, not labor contracts. Everything that needed to be written was clearly stated on them. As long as he signed, he would be the male lead and could make movies.

Whether the company goes or not is another matter, but this contract is a must!
Not signing would be foolish.

(End of this chapter)