Feng Shui Secrets of the Entertainment Industry

After a moment of stunned silence, I didn't become overly attentive. I continued doing what I was supposed to do, just as before, coldly observing Mr. Chen and Mr. Shui's performance.

After watching for a while, I had to admit that in terms of eloquence and knowledge, Tong Bing and Gong Ya were miles ahead of those models on the US Open.

No matter what Mr. Shui and Mr. Chen said, these two could respond appropriately and give people a comfortable feeling.

The only difference is that these two are not as good as the models on Kongmei.com. Their prices are too high, and Mr. Shui and Mr. Chen cannot afford them.

Therefore, from this perspective, the two of them are no different from the models on Kongmei.com, except that one charges a lower price and the other charges a higher price.

It's clear that Mr. Shui and Mr. Chen are caught in a dilemma, wanting to make promises but not daring to because they can't afford them.

These two are not like those celebrities or models outside who can just talk nonsense. Boss Shui is a little better; if he can't give you what he wants after talking nonsense, he can't. Boss Chen is different. If he causes trouble, he won't have a good ending.

Actually, neither of them are particularly beautiful; it's mainly their social status, plus the fact that it was a social gathering that Hua Zong mentioned.

That wasn't a social gathering; in ancient times, it would have been a selection ceremony for imperial concubines.

Once chosen, she will become the Crown Princess or a Royal Consort.

Therefore, even if someone is less attractive, the psychological satisfaction that comes with their status can still make them very desirable.

Take, for example, that former TV host who became a mistress and married a wealthy businessman this year. You can't say how beautiful she is; she's 37 years old, practically an old maid. How beautiful could she be?

In fact, Aunt Xiao had complained a lot about these live streamers, saying that they were good at pretending, and that although they looked righteous, they were no different from prostitutes.

Whenever this happened, Ye Yingzi would chime in with exaggerated comments.

Aunt Xiao has a sharp tongue, and Ye Yingzi is no less so. The two of them together are like a turtle and a mung bean—a perfect match.

Of course, Aunt Xiao didn't say why when she complained.

I was wondering at the time how those livestreamers had offended Aunt Xiao, since they didn't actually have much interaction with each other.

Now I understand a little better.

Don't be fooled by the fact that Aunt Xiao gave birth to a son for Boss Hua. She has no official status. To put it bluntly, she's just an outsider. In the past, she wouldn't even qualify as a concubine. If she were the legal wife, she could be beaten to death without any consequences.

And those live streamers, on the other hand, are able to gain access to the inner circle.

Compared to this, Aunt Xiao became psychologically unbalanced.

In addition, Hua would bring Aunt Xiao to some banquets, and the live streamers would also be brought along.

One was a mistress who wasn't even a concubine, and the other was a wife who could enter the inner quarters. The anchors didn't even need to say a word; just a glance was enough to break Aunt Xiao's defenses.

I shook my head inwardly. No wonder Aunt Xiao always kept calling out "the four famous courtesans"—that's the root of the problem!

An hour later, Tong Bing and Gong Ya said goodbye and left, citing that they were too drunk and had work to do the next day.

Mr. Shui was doing relatively well, but Mr. Chen's eyes were practically glued to the boy soldier.

"You've got your eye on someone?" Hua Zong teased.

"Why!"

Mr. Chen didn't say anything, he just sighed.

Even if he likes it, it's useless; he can't afford the price.

This game, which lasted from 6 a.m. until the early hours of the morning, has now come to an end.

Mr. Chen said goodbye and went home, as did Mr. Hua. He said he had promised Xiaobao that he would go home no matter how late he worked.

Mr. Shui didn't leave, and neither did Fatty Lin and I.

Hua said he had everything arranged, and that the three of us could do whatever we wanted.

In fact, several major clubs and private clubs in Beijing offer services similar to those at Heaven on Earth, except that Heaven on Earth is the most arrogant.

In a sense, Heaven on Earth is a target laid bare in the open.

Most of the waitresses at the Flower Club are students from the Beijing Dance Academy and Beijing Min University, so their quality is unquestionable.

There is only one thing we cannot do: force.

It's clear that after being accustomed to the extravagance and debauchery of the club, how many people can resist it?

"Xiao Feng, Xiao Lin, this place is different from the Americas Club. The people who come here to live such a carefree life are rarely internet upstarts like Boss Yang; they're mostly bigwigs in the financial world!"

After Hua Zong left, Shui Zong mainly treated us.

Knowing that we had a good relationship with General Manager Yang and that we frequented the Americas Club, he told us about the Deli Club.

"Every time I come here, I have a new experience!"

"People must not forget their roots!"

"The way Guang Ge plays won't work!"

"If I remember correctly, if Third Master hadn't taken the initiative to see him this time, he wouldn't have called Third Master for over half a year!"

At this point, Mr. Shui smiled and said, "Xiao Feng, Xiao Lin, remember this: our roots are in Third Master. Without Third Master's support, we are nothing!"

"He hasn't even called in over half a year. I don't know what he's thinking!"

"That year, I went to Beijing to meet the emperor five times, and we were constantly in contact by phone. I wouldn't say I asked for instructions twice a day, but it was pretty much the same!"

As he spoke, Mr. Shui opened his palm and showed it to the two of us.

Hearing this, I finally understood why Hua Zong was praising Shui Zong; he even used the term "meeting the emperor."

Shui Zong is treating himself like Hua Zong's servant.

On one hand, Wang Guang doesn't contact me for half a year, while on the other hand, Shui Zong pays his respects to me morning and night and makes unannounced trips to Beijing to meet the emperor. If it were me, I would also flatter Shui Zong.

"Back then, I was just a small company. How could I develop thirteen real estate projects simultaneously? How could I break into the top ten real estate companies in the province in just a year and a half?"

"Because of Third Master!"

Mr. Shui kept asking and answering questions until his tongue was stiff.

"What Brother Guang did was wrong, but unfortunately I'm just a nobody. In Brother Guang's eyes, I'm just a lowly henchman!"

"Xiao Feng, Xiao Lin, remember this: as long as your roots are there, the flowers will always bloom!"

In the end, Mr. Shui came back to the same point.

"Yes, yes!"

"Uh-huh!"

Our approach was simple: just go along with him. Whatever he said was law. What kind of logic could you possibly have with a drunkard?

To be honest, my brother and I quite like what he says.

Mr. Shui revealed all his secrets.

For example, when talking about how Hua Zong had difficulty having children, and how he finally had a child, it was born to a concubine, he was filled with emotion. He even used himself as an example, saying that one of his two sons was also born to a concubine, but was registered under the name of the first wife.

They also said that having concubines is not a problem in their Guangdong or Chaoshan areas. Most wealthy people have several wives and can live together peacefully.

He even used himself as an example, saying that his second wife lived with his first wife.

He said that in his hometown, when people build houses in the countryside, they build as many stories as they have wives, and then settle one wife on each floor, so that the whole family can live together harmoniously.

I don't believe it's all peaceful and harmonious; there's definitely some backstabbing and infighting going on.

What surprised me was that even in the 21st century, people can still play like this.

Especially what he said, putting one on each floor, he really isn't afraid of fighting!

It's clear that Mr. Shui wasn't just making things up; it's actually true.