Feng Shui Secrets of the Entertainment Industry

"You wouldn't come here without a reason, would you? Tell me, what's the matter this time?"

The call was answered quickly; Old Master Liu had anticipated that something was wrong.

"Second Master, you are incredibly insightful!" Fatty Lin said, leaning closer.

"Don't try to play these games with me, kid. What good could come of calling me so early in the morning?" Old Master Liu snorted.

"hey-hey!"

Fatty Lin smiled, exchanged a glance with me, and then the two of us explained the situation in detail.

"Damn it, they actually want to attack the Nine Dragon Pillars?"

Master Liu cursed and said, "Don't worry about this. I'll make sure they can't cooperate. I'll give you the details after I've investigated!"

"good!"

Lin the Fat and I exchanged a glance and hung up the phone.

With Liu Erye involved, what is there to worry about? He has the national team behind him.

We can leave things to him and not have to worry about anything.

We know something about the Nine Dragon Pillars. It is said that the high monk who helped deal with the Nine Dragon Pillars eventually died from the backlash.

With our small bodies, there are some things we just can't handle.

Take, for example, the Nine Dragon Pillars and Cao Yang Road. In one case, a high-ranking monk passed away while the situation was being dealt with, and in the other, a whole monastic community was mobilized. If that Japanese really caused trouble, it was indeed beyond our ability to handle.

To stubbornly resist when you can't solve the problem—what else is that but being an idiot!

At eight o'clock in the morning, we acted as if nothing had happened and continued to attend the film festival.

Just like yesterday, Director Li from Hehe Film & Television accompanied and explained the event.

We pretended nothing had happened and continued browsing the exhibition.

According to Director Li, the third day of the film festival is the day with the most intensive activities, the most diverse crowds, and the most frequent crossovers among different social circles.

The past two days have been filled with opening red carpet events, capital transactions, and closed-door private banquets, all of which have been about acquiring core resources and connections.

The third day was spent in a large conference hall that was set up for all participants.

A series of events, including a forum for emerging talents, short film screenings, exchange meetings for emerging directors, and media open days, were held.

Small and medium-sized film crews, emerging artists, up-and-coming directors, some fans and audience members—everyone flocked in like a swarm of bees. It was truly lively, but also truly chaotic.

After strolling around for a while, we parted ways with Director Li.

"Hey, you madman, look!"

Less than two minutes after we parted, Fatty Lin pulled me aside and gestured toward the emerging directors' exchange area.

I looked over and saw the two directors who were supposed to be Jiro Tatsuta's chaperones last night.

These two are hanging out in the emerging directors' exchange area, chatting and showing off with a bunch of new directors, saying they've gotten in touch with the big director Jiro Tatsuta and are going to participate in a co-production project.

After they boasted like that, some unsuspecting people started to flatter them, saying that their future was limitless. The two of them pretended to be modest and waved their hands, saying that they were just participating, but in reality, they could not hide their smugness.

"Fatty, these two are really determined to be dogs for that Ryūta Jirō. If anyone tries to stop them from being dogs, they'll be as heartbroken as if their own father has died!" I said coldly.

"Brother, that's a really harsh thing to say, but I think it's true!" Long Nier said softly.

"Right?" I smiled.

Just then, Jiro Tatsuta arrived with his Japanese team.

Unlike yesterday, Jiro Tatsuta wasn't wearing formal attire today. He was dressed casually, with a faint smile on his face, exuding the affected gentleness characteristic of the Japanese.

His appearance immediately attracted the attention of the media and some new directors.

"Damn, what a show-off!" Fatty Lin cursed.

"It can definitely hold a lot of space!" I nodded.

Just as the three of us were watching Ryuta Jiro with indifference, Li Feihong and Zhou Guo also arrived.

Just like yesterday, Li Feihong maintained his composure and superstar demeanor.

Unlike him, Zhou Guo remained flamboyant.

When these two appeared, I immediately took out the Ghost Eye Elixir and activated my third eye.

"Huh, you didn't bring the kid today?"

After opening my third eye, I was a little surprised to find that Zhou Guo didn't have the little devil from yesterday.

"We two brothers already gave him a piece of our mind yesterday. If he still dares to bring kids over today, he's really gone mad!" Fatty Lin said.

"That's true!" I nodded.

Zhou Guo is now flamboyant, not stupid.

But that's only now. If it were a few years from now, things might be different.

At that time, Zhou Guo was incredibly famous; few male actors in China could compare to him, and he was extremely arrogant.

This led to his being exposed on Monday, after which he never recovered.

"Hey, look, he's not arrogant anymore!" Fatty Lin said, gesturing with his lips.

I saw it without him saying it.

Li Feihong introduced Zhou Guo to Ryūta Jūrō. The two must have known each other for a long time and had a good relationship, as they were very warm to each other.

Facing Ryuta Jiro, Zhou Guo no longer displayed the impatience and arrogance he had shown when he met us yesterday, nor did he show his usual flamboyance. He stood obediently beside Li Feihong, smiling obsequiously.

"Damn it!" I don't know how many times I've sworn today.

Just then, my phone vibrated. I glanced at it and saw it was Liu Erye calling. I hung up and said to Fatty Lin and Long Nier, "Fatty, Nier, Erye's calling. Let's go find a quiet place!"

After leaving the exhibition area, the three of us found a quiet rest area in the corridor, where I called back Uncle Liu.

The call was answered after only one ring, and Liu Erye's voice followed, "I've found out the backgrounds of those two directors who were supposed to guide Ryūta Jirō!"

"Second Master, what's their background?" I asked curiously.

Upon hearing what the Second Master said, I knew that these two were not clean.

"These two were old hands in Beijing's underground avant-garde art scene back in the day!"

"The underground avant-garde art scene?"

I glanced at Fatty Lin and asked, "What are you doing?"

"They're Wu Yu's personal henchmen!" Master Liu's voice turned cold. "As for who Wu Yu is, you can find out by searching online later!"

"I'll just tell you one thing: Wu Yu has a powerful backer; he's supported by external foundations, such as America's Asian Cultural Association and the Ford Foundation!"

Upon hearing this, I interrupted, "The financial backer of the Hong Kong Taoist Association also includes this Asian Cultural Association!"

"That's right!"

Liu Erye's voice grew even colder, "That's only two of them. The Uli Private Art Foundation in Switzerland and the Ullens Foundation in Belgium are also major financial backers. Not only that, the Shochiku Cultural Promotion Foundation in Japan is also one of their financial backers!"

"Second Master, you mean those two directors volunteered to be our guides yesterday not on a whim, but rather it was all pre-planned, and everything last night was just a charade for us, right?"

When I heard that the Fusang Foundation was a major backer, I realized what was going on.