A grand feast for the Chinese entertainment industry

Chapter 122 Laughter

After the meal, we brew a pot of tea and chat and laugh together.

The child was surprisingly interested in the guitar. Apparently, he often plays it at home with the housekeeper. After running around on the lawn for a while and getting bored, he ran back, grabbed a guitar, and started strumming it randomly.

Well, it's due to the atmosphere, it's a family tradition, there's nothing you can do about it.

However, as they chatted, Zhang Aijia suggested that Lin Jianlu do her a favor.

Give her husband a call. Don't mention anything else or try to persuade him. Just say that you've moved to a new house and you'll be neighbors from now on. Invite you and Sister Aijia over for a chat. "Give him a way out! What else can you do? You've already had a fight, life has to go on, right?"

Tsk, I definitely have to help with this kind of favor.

Actually, it was a bit of her own fault that her husband was caught by Hong Kong paparazzi. He was originally from Hong Kong, and most of his business was there. He had been traveling back and forth between the two places for many years. To be honest, Sylvia Chang didn't really care about his messing around in Hong Kong. After all, Sylvia Chang herself was a mistress who rose to power. She said that when they met, her husband had several mistresses besides his wife, and she was just one of them. At most, she was more famous, and her husband obviously liked her more and treated her better.

Big star!

In the mid-1980s, Brigitte Lin had just arrived in Hong Kong, while Sylvia Chang was the true goddess of artistic films in Hong Kong.

But despite her playful nature, she never truly wanted a divorce. Zhang Aijia tried countless methods, even resorting to desperate measures, until she finally gave up and abandoned all pretense of dignity, getting pregnant and appearing in public with a large belly, causing a huge scandal of premarital pregnancy and cornering her husband.

After she gave birth to a boy, her husband finally agreed to divorce her and marry her.

Even so, his ex-wife in Hong Kong has always maintained a "divorced but not separated" relationship. After marrying Sylvia Chang, they bought a house and a home there. Whenever she goes there, her husband will still go and stay for a few days. But when she is not in Hong Kong, he will go back to his ex-wife's place to stay. Of course, it is normal for him not to come home at night.

Zhang Aijia's original words were, "Who knows how many homes he has!"

So, in reality, it's impossible to control; those who take over as mistresses don't have the confidence to do so.

But why do we say that her husband brought this on himself by being caught by Hong Kong paparazzi? He was recently dating a minor TVB star, but he didn't know that she actually had a boyfriend. Her boyfriend caught them cheating and made a big fuss by calling reporters—which immediately exposed the affair and made a huge fuss.

So, men are just like that, prone to being shameless.

If her husband continues to play around like he did back then, no matter how many mistresses he has or how many lovers he keeps, he'll just be a small business owner with some money at best. He's not Li Ka-shing or Li Shau-kee, so who cares how many women he sleeps with? But once a man has money, he gets arrogant and gets carried away with his playboy ways. Then, given the right opportunity, he can't help but want to have some fun with a beautiful female celebrity. But they have no idea how sophisticated female celebrities are, how complicated the world they've been through, or how much influence female celebrities, especially those of Zhang Aijia's caliber, have in the media!

So, the moment he got involved with Sylvia Chang, he was doomed!
He had a perfectly good family and a perfectly good wife, but he divorced her and married Sylvia Chang.

However, what he didn't understand was that if it was just a rumor, or if he simply kept Sylvia Chang as his mistress, the media would report it for a while, everyone would condemn him for a while, and then it would be over. But once he married Sylvia Chang, then it was all over. He would be forever branded with Sylvia Chang's name by the media!

If they don't divorce, then he's Zhang Aijia's husband; he cheated, so arrest him!

They're divorced. He's Zhang Aijia's ex-husband. He cheated on her, so he was arrested!
It's something you can never peel off in your entire life.

But Zhang Aijia was unwilling to divorce him. "Let him play around. He can still play around while he's still able to, as long as he doesn't come back with a disease. He'll behave himself once he's in a wheelchair. Anyway, the inheritance must go to my son!"

Yes, my brother-in-law's assets are probably several hundred million Hong Kong dollars.

She can't compare to Li Ka-shing or Lee Shau-kee; she's considered a small businessman in Hong Kong. But even for a superstar like Sylvia Chang, who's been famous for over twenty years, several hundred million Hong Kong dollars is a huge fortune. In the entire Hong Kong and Taiwan entertainment industry, there aren't many with a net worth exceeding 100 million. Looking at the entire Chinese-language entertainment industry, there are probably only three this year: Lin Jianlu, Andy Lau, and Jackie Chan.

Call and invite them.

They readily agreed, saying they were a bit busy in Hong Kong lately with a business deal to close, and that they would definitely visit their home when they returned—mission accomplished.

Zhang Aijia waved her hand, "That's fine. He can come back whenever he wants!"

…………

I only realized when I woke up that it had started raining without my noticing.

Zhang Aijia left a little late last night, so after returning to her room, she also stayed up quite late.

Su Huilun was still unaware that Lin Jianlu had gotten up. She was still sleeping soundly on her side in a hugging position. She had been practicing recently, and her little bottom was starting to stick out a bit.

After washing up and changing into my running clothes, I went out and immediately heard noises downstairs.

He went downstairs and ran to the kitchen door. There were two maids surrounding Chen Shuhua, seemingly instructing her on how to cook porridge—it was a little funny. A thirty-eight-year-old woman who hadn't stepped into a kitchen in her life, yet suddenly wanted to learn how to cook. But it was also kind of endearing; yes, she wanted to learn how to cook.

"Oh! Honey, you're awake!"

Turning around, Chen Shuhua saw Lin Jianlu leaning against the doorway with a smile on his face. He immediately smiled, his previously somewhat flustered expression suddenly replaced by a broad smile. Both servants bowed, "Good morning, sir!"

As Lin Jianlu nodded in return, she came over and hugged Lin Jianlu's waist, saying, "I cooked the porridge today, they were just helping me, I did the cooking!"

He couldn't help but laugh and gently kissed her forehead. "Okay! I know! I'll try it later!"

Then he asked, "I'm going for a run, are you coming?"

She instinctively turned her head to look outside, but she couldn't actually see anything; the door was quite far away. "It's raining! You're going to run in the rain? You'll get sick if you get wet!"

Lin Jianlu waved his hand, "Why are there so many illnesses? Even in a torrential downpour, we still march ten kilometers in full gear, don't we?"

After he finished speaking, he left on his own, changed his shoes at the door, and went out for a run in the rain.

Chen Shuhua didn't see him off; she just stood at the kitchen doorway watching his retreating figure.

Suddenly a maid whispered, "The master is in good health, and the mistress is so happy."

Chen Shuhua turned around in surprise and looked at her. She whispered, "Yesterday, as requested by the master, Agui was to prune some small branches off the tree in the yard. When he saw Agui going to get a ladder, he climbed up the tree in no time. The tree was so tall. He even took the chainsaw and started working by himself. He did the work so easily! He cut down a huge branch. I saw Agui had to drag it to move it, but he just picked it up in one go. He's so strong!"

"Oh, that's how it is!"

Chen Shuhua couldn't help but laugh.

Of course he's in good health and strong. He eats so much in one meal. He and Su Huilun together weigh 180 pounds. He can carry one of them in one arm and bring them into the house.

It's effortless.

She told them to continue with their own tasks, and Chen Shuhua continued to focus on cooking porridge and watching the heat, but then, as if remembering something, she suddenly lowered her head and laughed to herself.

…………

It is said that Taipei has a lot of rain in winter.

The master bedroom on the second floor had a study, and outside the study was a large, semi-open terrace. After Chen Shuhua and Su Huilun drove out, Lin Jianlu went up to tidy up the terrace herself.

Actually, there wasn't much to tidy up. The original owner was a refined person who had created an open-air tea-drinking area here, which was very comfortable. Lin Jianlu wasn't a clean freak, and after cleaning the place thoroughly, he didn't mind using the tables and chairs left by the original owner.

With his newly purchased kettle and a complete set of new tea utensils, he sat down alone, a rare occurrence, and began to brew tea earnestly.

Well, it doesn't matter if the tea is good or bad, or whether the brewing method is particular or not.

On a rainy day, on the terrace, the aroma of tea wafts through the air, and I sit alone, letting my mind wander.

enough.

She received a phone call from Brigitte Lin and chatted for a while. She planned to go to the capital next week to keep an eye on the Forbidden City Film Company as one of the investors, as Lin Jianlu had instructed her. She wanted to ask Lin Jianlu when she would be going to the capital.

Around 10 o'clock, I suddenly received another call from He Xiuqiong.

Qiong Yao's daughter-in-law is one of the producers of the planned collaboration on the "Princess Pearl" project.

I heard that Lin Jianlu came to Taiwan and wanted to have dinner with me—at first I thought it was Jia Jingwen who told people, but then I realized that it probably wasn't, it should be Zhang Fei.

Su Huilun's album "Duck" is about to be released, so he needs to record some variety shows in advance. When the new album is released, the shows will also be broadcast to promote it. "Dragon Brothers and Tiger Brothers" is naturally among them. So yesterday morning, Zhang Fei called and asked Lin Jianlu if he wanted to come on the show together.

Lin Jianlu declined, casually saying that the weather in Taipei was so nice right now, he didn't want to go into the recording studio.

Okay, the entire entertainment industry is a big network with countless powerful neural connections. If you're just a nobody, news will take forever to reach you. But if you are an important connection point, or even more powerful, and you're at the core of this network, then sorry, you have almost no secrets!

Conversely, if you're willing, this circle will have almost no secrets for you.

I agreed, let's meet for lunch.

As I went downstairs, I casually instructed the housekeeper to buy a Mercedes-Benz, an S-Class, the most powerful one, registered under the first wife's name. Once the deal is finalized and the car is ready, I'll write you a check.

(End of this chapter)