Huayu02 started by making films.

Rikutaro seemed to have his Achilles' heel gripped, stammering, "Yes... I... that's what I think..."

Seeing that Lu Taro looked like he knew he was wrong and could correct his mistake, Han Yi patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Actually, you shouldn't call me 'junior'."

Lu Taro looked up, his eyes filled with doubt.

Han Yi continued, "After all, Jiang Wen and Jiang Wu have already become sworn brothers. You can call and ask if you don't believe me. Now I'm in the same generation as them, and if you call me 'junior,' it'll confuse the seniority. How about this—"

"how?"

Han Yi pulled out all the stops, saying in a serious tone, "From today onwards, you'll call me Uncle, and I'll call you Senior. If Senior Lu has any questions in the future, Uncle Han will answer them for you."

"Hahaha……"

"Uncle Han...Senior Lu!!!"

The screening room erupted in laughter, and the air was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

Upon hearing this, Lu Taro's face turned ashen, and he stammered for a long time, unable to answer. After a moment, he covered his face and rushed out.

After another round of commotion, the crowd gradually dispersed.

Han Yi instructed Lao Du to organize a dinner party that evening, and then went to the Academy of Fine Arts to bring Chen Chen out.

At this moment, the two had finished their meal and were walking to the bank.

"Han Yi, why did you drag me along when you went to get the money?" Chen Chen muttered.

"In two days at most, 'Selaginella' will be launched. Shouldn't you, as the producer, be worried about that?"

"Didn't you already arrange everything? You even decided on the filming locations, what do you need me for?" Chen Chen turned her head away, displeased.

"You were the one who wanted to go home for May Day, I didn't hide it from you. Besides, there are many places where we need money, I wouldn't feel at ease if I didn't let you take it."

Chen Chen then smiled and asked, "Then let me ask you, how much did the short film sell for?"

Han Yi replied nonchalantly, "It's enough for you to spend."

After a playful fight, Han Yi withdrew some cash from the bank and handed over "Ruoxing Studio" to Chen Chen to manage.

After paying 10% tax in France on the short film's copyright fees, $135 million remained. The adaptation rights to "Second Breath" cost $5. Han Yi transferred $80 to his studio's account in China, and deposited the remaining $50 in a French bank account.

After returning to China with 80 USD, 15% tax was paid, leaving a balance of 68 USD, equivalent to approximately 562 million RMB.

If the income is not accounted for through the studio, the personal income tax rate will be as high as 45%.

Evening, a private room at Donglaishun Restaurant.

Six people were seated at the round table: Han Yi, Chen Chen, Lao Du, Da Gao, Xiao Zhao, and Jiang Wu. This was the core creative team of "I'm glad you're dead now," and also Han Yi's core team.

As for why Jiang Wen didn't come? When Han Yi called, he was busy seizing power on the set of "The Barber".

Han Yi raised his glass and stood up: "We've all gathered here today to celebrate..."

After everyone finished their drinks, Da Gao shouted, "Yi-ge, tell us about Cannes! We haven't been to any of Europe's three major cities yet!"

Han Yi was quite low-key among his classmates, so he began to recount how he dominated Cannes, defeating the audience and judges, while omitting his story with Lao Huangniu. In short, he said his short film was the coolest.

Jiang Wu was completely bewildered, thinking, "Was our film really that amazing? How come Han Yi's Cannes film looks different from my brother's?"

After another round of toasts, Chen Chen gently patted Han Yi's leg on the table after the second glass of wine.

Han Yi understood, took a black bag from under the table, stood up, and said to everyone, "Brothers, the film rights have been sold. You've all been working with me for so long, it'll seem awkward not to talk about money. The most important thing tonight is to pay you all! Come on—"

"Director Han is awesome!!!" (voice cracks)

"Yi-ge is awesome!!!!"

"Ooh ooh ooh ooh!"

The bag contained pre-sealed envelopes, each with its own name written on it.

Han Yi held a wine glass, and Chen Chen carried a bag. After each glass was drunk, a bonus was given to one person.

"Thank you, Director Han!"

"Thank you, sister-in-law!"

A sudden "Sister-in-law!" made Chen Chen blush instantly. She tried to remain calm and said casually:

"I'm still a long way from meeting your director! He hasn't given me any response all day."

"Shh—" Another burst of laughter erupted.

When the letter reached Jiang Wu, Han Yi toasted him and then took two envelopes from the bag and handed them to him:

"Senior brother, could you please pass on Senior Brother Jiang Wen's copy? I really can't get away; I'm about to start filming a new movie. And his 'The Barber' crew is so far away..."

"Don't worry, junior brother, I've got it covered."

Jiang Wu took Han Yi's hand and patted it.

"By the way, what's the genre of your new film? Are you short-staffed? I can lend a hand, bro."

Han Yi thought to himself: That shouldn't be the case. Would Jiang Wu be short of acting roles? He asked with a puzzled look, "Senior brother, don't you have any acting offers lately?"

Jiang Wu smiled and said, "Really, no, not even an offer for a TV series."

Han Yi understood and immediately patted his chest to assure him, "I'll let you know in a few days, senior brother."

(Note: After several TV series aired in 2001, Jiang Wu did not appear in any film or television works until 2003. It is unclear whether this was because the films were not approved by the censors or because there were no other roles available. This is treated as if there were no other roles available.)

After distributing the bonuses, Han Yi said to everyone, "That's enough for tonight. You all have money in your hands, so let's not drink too much. Let's eat and drink our fill and then head out."

"Okay, I'll do as Brother Yi says!"

"Director Han's insight is brilliant!"

"Me too!"

After the event, Han Yi hailed a car for the group outside the restaurant; the students from Beijing Film Academy went back to school, while Jiang Wu went home alone in a car.

In the taxi, Da Gao, Xiao Zhao, and Lao Du touched the bulging envelopes in their pockets, each secretly pleased: following Brother Yi, they could eat eight meals a day.

In another taxi, Jiang Wu dialed his brother's number and recounted the entire evening's events.

After paying the bill at the front desk, Chen Chen immediately took Han Yi in a taxi and headed straight to the Jimenli residential area.

……

Night, at the entrance of the Jimenli residential area.

Chen Chen paid the fare, and Han Yi staggered out of the car. He hadn't drunk much, but the cool breeze made his head feel a little dizzy.

Chen Chen grabbed him and placed his hand on her waist.

Han Yi readily embraced her. The two figures nestled together as they walked into the dark alley.

There was no one around.

Chen Chen felt the warmth of Han Yi's palm seeping through his clothes, and felt an overwhelming sense of happiness.

She asked in a sweet voice, "Han Yi... what is our relationship?"

Han Yi stopped in his tracks. Just then, the streetlights at the corner of the alley turned on, casting a dim, yellowish light over the two of them.

He gazed into her watery eyes, a thought stirring within him, and whispered, "What do you think, Chenchen?"

Upon hearing this, tears instantly welled up in Chen Chen's eyes. She stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around Han Yi's neck, and offered her lips passionately.

Han Yi, who had suppressed his primal power for nearly half a year since his rebirth, was completely ignited by a fire. He was as restless as a newborn infant...

After playing around for a while, Han Yi grabbed Chen Chen's hand and rushed towards the front door. He took out his key from his pocket and tried twice but couldn't get it into the lock.

Chen Chen chuckled as he took the key and opened the door. The two then went back to their room to rest.

Before long, rumbling thunder began to rumble outside the window...