Tomb Raiding: The Bloodline of Dragons and Snakes, Starting from the Kunlun Divine Palace

"How about this, let's move a few of the small tents outside in. Firstly, it will increase the warmth, and secondly, it can be used as a background for the shot, so that it won't be easy to see the mistake in the shot."

"Have the stagehands move more stones to simulate the effect of a cliff face, and then add some snow as landscaping."

"We use artificial snow powder that we have prepared, so it won't melt due to the increased temperature inside the shed."

"Okay, I understand." Long Jiwen nodded happily.

"Let production manager Li Xiangqin arrange everyone's dinner tonight, and the prop master provide props that meet the scene requirements. Put a tent in the far corner of the studio as a dressing room."

"Okay, I'll go arrange it right away." Long Jiwen nodded and turned to find others to arrange work.

Everyone knows that she is Wu Yutian's messenger, so nominally she is the director's assistant, but in reality she is also the executive producer.

So the work arrangements went smoothly.

Another reason Wu Yutian trained Long Jiwen to command was that he and Uncle Ming and the others needed to leave to explore the real treasure tomb deep in the snow-capped mountains.

This night.

All the main creators of the film were very excited. Director Li Rengang and Li Lianjie didn't say much, as they were worried that producer Wu Yutian was an outsider.

It's just helping some gangs launder money; nobody had high expectations for the box office.

However, as everyone saw today, Wu Yutian and Long Jiwen arranged the filming base in a grand and well-organized manner.

This filled everyone with confidence, believing that the film would definitely be a huge hit!

They first filmed a test scene of a group meal, and then they actually gathered together to eat and drink.

Jim, the owner of the horse ranch, was exceptionally hospitable and brought out his treasured Northern Xinjiang mare's milk wine, which he had kept for several years.

"Come on, Producer Wu, let's drink until we drop today!" Jim poured Wu Yutian a large bowl of strong mare's milk wine.

"Isn't mare's milk wine supposed to be non-intoxicating?" Wu Yutian asked, somewhat puzzled. "I've had it before, and it was only around ten degrees alcohol by volume."

“Then you’re drinking fermented mare’s milk wine, which only goes up to 18 degrees, but mine is distilled mare’s milk wine, it’s 48 degrees!” Jim picked up his bowl himself, “What, you’re afraid to drink the whole bowl of high-proof liquor?”

"What's there to be afraid of!" Wu Yutian also got interested. "Since you think so highly of me, Brother Jim, I'll risk my life to keep you company. Since we're such good friends, I'll drink it all in one gulp!"

"Brother Tian, ​​I'll keep you company too!" Before anyone knew it, Da Fangting had naturally leaned against Wu Yutian, her face full of coquettish charm.

A scent of mare's milk wine and his own body fragrance emanated from his collar, making Wu Yutian feel somewhat refreshed.

"Alright! We won't leave until we're drunk tonight!"

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Chapter 65: Fang Ting Gets Drunk and Takes a Shower in the Producer's Bathroom

"Sister Ting, you are truly a heroine!" Wu Yutian exclaimed. During the filming of the first scene, there were many takes and reshoots. While the other actors used water instead of alcohol, Da Fangting drank real alcohol the whole time.

If he were a normal person, he would probably be drunk by now.

"Again!" Fang Ting seemed to want more and filled Wu Yutian's bowl again.

"Sister Ting, you're drunk." Seeing that Fang Ting was about to lose her balance, Wu Yutian had no choice but to put his arm around her waist.

Fang Ting, her eyes still blurry with drunkenness, said, "Brother Tian, ​​I've put so much effort into this, you absolutely have to give me more screen time!"

"Add! Add, definitely add!" Seeing that she was about to press herself against him, Wu Yutian quickly waved for Long Jiwen to come over. "Jiwen, why don't you take Sister Ting to rest first?"

“Okay, I’ll share a tent with Sister Ting.” Long Jiwen helped Da Fangting up.

Their tent was near the house and was relatively warm, so they didn't move it into the photography studio.

"Alright, I'll head back now." Fang Ting still seemed a little reluctant to leave. "But, Brother Tian, ​​you're being too biased!"

"Me? How am I being biased?" Wu Yutian was still in a daze.

“We’re shareholders in Hung Hing, and I’m a lead actor too. Why do I have to squeeze into a cold tent outside with Ji Wen while others can stay in guest rooms!” Fang Ting glared angrily at Haitang and Yang Qian’er beside her.

Haitang turned her face away, while Yang Qian'er silently drank her low-alcohol mare's milk wine.

At this point, you can only pretend you didn't hear it.

Because that's how cruel the entertainment industry is.

If either Haitang or Yang Qian'er gives their room to Fang Ting, it means that Fang Ting is a higher-ranking actress, making Fang Ting the lead actress and themselves a supporting actress.

On the other hand, allowing her to share a room with him would lower the star power of the leading actor.

Given the current situation, it's obvious to anyone with eyes that Yang Qian'er and Haitang are very similar. (597)

However, once she started living with Fang Ting, Haitang became the leading lady, while the other two became supporting actresses.

"Alright, alright, I'll let you and Ji Wen stay in my room. I'll switch with you, okay?"

Wu Yutian glanced at the other lead actors and the director. Of course, he couldn't ask the other main creators to give up their spots, otherwise everyone would be unhappy.

"No!" Fang Ting refused outright. "You're the executive producer, so you should be ranked before everyone else. If you're squeezed out, how will you establish your authority?" Fang Ting, being the girlfriend of the Hung Hing boss, knew that a man in charge must maintain his dignity.

"Okay, I admit I lost my temper just now, I apologize to everyone." Fang Ting picked up a cup of tea and took a sip. "However, I shower every day in Hong Kong, Brother Tian, ​​could you lend me your room to take a shower?"

"I see." Wu Yutian glanced at everyone, but they all pretended not to hear him.

They've probably gotten used to it.

Refusing would only make me seem overly sensitive.

“Alright.” Wu Yutian handed the key to Long Jiwen. “Jiwen, take Sister Ting to take a shower. After you’re done, you can go back to your own tents to rest. I’m going to chat with the other brothers for a while. Just leave the door open. You don’t need to bring the key back to me.”

"Yes, the people here are very honest and kind. Even if we leave our doors unlocked at night, we won't get robbed," Jim said with a simple, honest smile.

"Alright, I'll take Sister Ting to take a shower first. Brother Tian, ​​you should also be careful not to get drunk." Long Jiwen had just taken a sip of this 48-proof mare's milk liquor and felt that it was quite strong.

The slight sweetness perfectly masks its intensity.

"Okay, I'm fine." Wu Yutian poured himself a bowlful. "This liquor is really strong. I'll drink this much with everyone from now on, okay?"

"That's more like it." Long Jiwen glanced at everyone. "Don't expect Brother Tian to toast you, and Director Li, you should drink less too, so as not to interfere with important matters."

"I know, I know, I'll be careful." The director picked up a teacup. "I'm drinking tea now."

Seeing that everyone had stopped drinking, Long Jiwen left with Fang Ting.

A short while later, Long Jiwen helped Fang Ting to the room where Wu Yutian lived in the bungalow.

There was indeed a shower room inside. Although it wasn't as luxurious as a hotel, it was still very clean and cozy.

Inside, there was a heated kang (a traditional heated brick bed) emitting warmth, no less than the central heating in a big city.

This was probably the prototype of the early homestays.

"Alright, Ji Wen, you can go back now. Don't wait for me." Fang Ting suddenly stopped swaying so much, as if she had become a different person. The woman of the Hung Hing boss wasn't so easily intoxicated.

Moreover, before becoming Jiang Tiansheng's woman, he was already working in nightclubs.

Known as the "Little Beer Fairy" who can drink six bottles of beer without getting drunk.

"Sister Ting, what do you mean by this?" Upon hearing this, Long Jiwen's face flushed red.

Although I had heard about some things in the entertainment industry before, seeing it with my own eyes still seemed hard to accept.

"Ji Wen, I might as well tell you, your sister Ting is not young anymore. If I don't become famous this time, I'm afraid I'll never have another chance." Fang Ting said, taking off her coat and twisting her body in the mirror, admiring her figure.

“But, you, you are Hung Hing’s sister-in-law,” Long Jiwen said tremblingly.

It would be one thing if it were any other female celebrity, but what if Brother Yi had something happen between him and the woman of this Hung Hing boss?

The consequences would be unimaginable.

"Hmph, what Hung Hing's sister-in-law?" Fang Ting looked displeased, lit a cigarette, and handed one to Long Jiwen, "Want one?"

"No, I don't smoke." Long Jiwen poured Fang Ting a cup of hot water from the thermos and added some sugar. "Sister Ting, drink some sugar water, it will help you sober up."

"Thank you, Jiwen." Everyone has a heart, and Fang Ting was naturally grateful for Long Jiwen's service.

After taking a sip of the sugar water, Fang Ting continued, "I'm not some Hung Hing sister-in-law, nor did I have a child with Jiang Tiansheng."

"He only cares about me because I'm young and pretty, and it makes him look good to take me out."

"When I get old and lose my looks, no, I won't even have to wait until I get old and lose my looks. As long as he gets tired of looking at me or comes across someone younger and prettier, he'll definitely dump me."

"What was I back then? Even if he didn't want me anymore, or treated me badly, which young man would dare to want me?"

Although Fang Ting's words were harsh, they made sense, and Long Jiwen nodded slightly.

"So what do you want?" Long Jiwen couldn't help but ask curiously.

“A woman’s greatest asset is her face, so of course I want to invest in myself while I’m still young,” Fang Ting said meaningfully. “I’m not like you. Even though I’m just a supporting character, you’re young. You don’t need makeup; your face is so tender it looks like you could squeeze water out of it. No wonder Brother Tian wants to keep you by his side.”

"No, no," Long Jiwen quickly declined. "It's not what you think. Brother Tian just saw that I studied abroad and worked as a clerk in a big company, so he thought I could be his assistant."

As he spoke, Long Jiwen touched his burning face, his heart pounding.

Although she wouldn't admit it, she had a vague feeling that Wu Yutian treated her differently.

“You’re right. You’re not only young, but also educated. What do I have?” Fang Ting looked at herself in the mirror with dissatisfaction. “I only have this face and this body, and my guts. What else can I do?”

"Once I become famous overnight and a big star, even if Jiang Tiansheng doesn't want me anymore, I won't lack his money. Even if I dump him myself, I'll have other big brothers backing me up, and I won't have to be her pet anymore."

"pet?"

"Yes, what do you think it is? These powerful men treat women like me like pets. In ancient times, it was called keeping canaries."

“But you can’t do this.” Long Jiwen understood what Fang Ting was trying to do.

"What's wrong? Do you like Brother Tian?"