I am a historical film director in the entertainment industry.

"So that's how it is. Chen Kaige does have a good wife, which explains why Cheng Sheng wrote the script for Chen Kaige." Feng Dapao suddenly realized.

Xu Fan secretly sneered: "If it weren't for Chen Hong, who would write a script for that arrogant guy like Chen Kaige?"

"Old Xu, you met with Cheng Sheng. What did he say? Did he agree to write a script for me?" Feng Dapao asked nervously.

Xu Fan smiled and thought to himself: Of course I agreed, otherwise my body would have been wasted.

Thinking of this, Xu Fan couldn't help but recall his experiences over the past two days, and his legs involuntarily clenched tightly together, feeling a surge of energy within him.

Suppressing the turmoil in his heart, Xu Fan calmly said, "If I hadn't agreed, how could I have called it a surprise!"

"Great, that's wonderful... Lao Xu, this is the best news I've ever heard, hahaha..." Feng Dapao laughed excitedly.

"Alright, I've had too much fun these past two days. I'm going to rest now. We can talk about it when I wake up." Old Xu looked very tired. Of course, she was genuinely exhausted, after all, she hadn't had a proper rest for two days and two nights, and her body was practically falling apart.

"Okay, go and get some rest. I'll have someone prepare lunch for you. You can eat as soon as you wake up." Knowing that Cheng Sheng had agreed to write a script for him, Feng Dapao was overjoyed and didn't pay any attention to Xu Fan's expression.

Xu Fan waved his hand, said nothing, and went straight back to his bedroom.

Seeing the bedroom door close, Feng Dapao grinned, rubbing his hands together and pacing back and forth, thinking to himself: Should I tell the Wang brothers about this good news?

To be honest, this was a great opportunity to show off and let the Wang brothers know that he and Cheng Sheng were very close, and that they should be more respectful to him in the future, otherwise he would turn around and go to Cheng Sheng.

Thinking of all this, Feng Dapao took out his phone and called Xiao Wang directly. Why not Da Wang? Because Da Wang had been staying in Hong Kong Island, busy with Huayi Company's layout there.

He didn't have to wait long before Mr. Wang answered the phone: "Hey, Lao Feng, aren't you preparing for the movie 'If You Are the One'? What brings you here to call me?"

"Hehe, Mr. Wang, I'm planning to postpone the 'If You Are the One' project," Old Feng said with a smile.

"What? Lao Feng, 'If You Are the One' is one of the filming plans for next year. You're disrupting the company's schedule," said Xiao Wang in a cold tone.

"Don't be angry! It's not like I'm not going to film 'If You Are the One,' I'm just postponing it," Feng Dapao said.

"I need an explanation." Xiao Wang felt that Feng Dapao was becoming increasingly difficult to control. The funds for the filming of "If You Are the One" had all been poured into the production team, and now he was postponing it at will. Did he really think he owned the company?

“I have a better script here, so I plan to shoot this movie first,” Feng Dapao said with a smile.

"A new movie script? When did you receive it? Why didn't I know?"

Feng Dapao was amused by Xiao Wang's three questions and a smug smile appeared on his face. He thought to himself: If you knew, how could I pretend to be cool?

"Ahem, sorry, I forgot to tell you before, my wife is Cheng Sheng's god-sister, and this new script was written specifically for me by Cheng Sheng." Feng Dapao said with a smile. He seemed to be telling the truth. Xu Fan and Chen Hong were good friends, and Chen Hong was Cheng Sheng's god-sister. As Chen Hong's good friend, Lao Xu could also be considered Cheng Sheng's god-sister!
On the other end of the phone, Mr. Wang took a deep breath upon hearing this, completely bewildered.

Xu Fan is Cheng Sheng's sworn sister? Why didn't I know this?

"Old Feng, congratulations! With Cheng Sheng's connection, your dream can come true." Although Mr. Wang was unaware of the details, as a businessman, his first thought was to maintain a good relationship with Feng Dapao.

"Hehe, once I get the script Cheng Sheng wrote for me, let's see who still says I can't make an award-winning film," Feng Dapao said smugly.

"Old Feng, Huayi has covered all the investment for the new movie. You just need to focus on making the film, and I'll take care of everything else," said Manager Wang.

"Don't rush into investment. Let me get the script first," Feng Dapao said dismissively.

When Xiao Wang heard this, his face turned pale with anger. This was an attempt to manipulate him. Didn't he realize that if Huayi Company hadn't been promoting him, would he have become one of the top three directors in China today?
Now that Cheng Sheng is here, he thinks he can betray Huayi? What an ungrateful bastard!

However, Mr. Wang held back and said, "Then, Lao Feng, you should think it over carefully. If you encounter any difficulties, just let me know."

After saying that, Mr. Wang hung up the phone immediately, afraid that if he continued, he would start cursing at Feng Dapao.

Feng Dapao didn't feel uneasy about offending Xiao Wang; instead, he laughed.

Although Huayi Brothers had been kind to him, he had helped them make so many movies and earn so much money over the years; he had long since repaid any debt of gratitude.

……

Cheng Sheng went to the hospital and spent a long time talking to Liu Yan, carefully instructing her to rest and recover and to have regular check-ups. He also asked the nurses to take good care of her. Only after watching Liu Yan gradually fall asleep did he gently close the ward door and rush to the airport.

With the filming schedule on his mind, he dared not delay for a moment. After quickly completing the check-in procedures, he boarded the flight to the location of the film crew.

When the plane landed, night had already fallen, and the cool evening breeze carried away Cheng Sheng's fatigue from the journey.

He didn't inform anyone in the crew, not wanting to disturb everyone's rest with his return. He went straight to the hotel where the crew was staying, and after returning to his room, he washed up briefly and fell into a deep sleep, preparing to be well-rested to handle the crew's affairs the next day.

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Cheng Sheng got up, ate a quick breakfast, and then dialed Peng Da Mo's number, asking him to come to his room.

Not long after, the bloated demon rushed over, his face showing a hint of exhaustion and faint dark circles under his eyes, clearly indicating that he had been working hard these past few days.

"Boss, you're finally back!" As soon as the big-headed man entered the door, he couldn't help but sigh, his tone full of helplessness: "I was so worried about you these past few days."

Cheng Sheng gestured for him to sit down, poured a glass of water for both of them, and asked calmly, "Don't rush, tell me slowly. How was things on set while I was away? Was filming going smoothly? Are the sets and props all in place?"

The bloated demon picked up his water glass, took a sip, shook his head with a bitter face, and slowly said, "The set design went quite smoothly. The brothers worked overtime and basically completed everything according to plan without any major problems. As for filming, we only shot a few scenes, but those few scenes are driving me crazy." (End of Chapter)