Reborn in the Chinese Entertainment Industry: My Childhood Sweetheart is Boss Yang

Gu Heng took Yang Mi's hand, and the two of them sneaked to the front yard like thieves.

The courtyard was covered in snow, and the glow of the red lanterns cast a hazy, warm light on the snow. Yang Mi, who had been complaining about the cold inside, now had her eyes light up like searchlights when she saw the big things piled up in the yard.

"Gu Heng, Gu Heng, I want to put out that big one!" Yang Mi pointed at the box of "Gypsophila" that looked like an armory, and stomped her feet excitedly.

"Let it go, let it go, I'll let it go as much as you want today." Gu Heng affectionately ruffled her head, turning her long, smooth hair into a bird's nest.

It has to be said, money really does have its advantages. This batch of fireworks was top-quality stuff that Gu Heng specially had someone bring from Liuyang. In later years, it would definitely be considered contraband, but in Beijing in 06, it was a symbol of prestige for the New Year.

"laugh--"

The fuse was lit, and Gu Heng grabbed Yang Mi and ran back quickly. Yang Mi kept looking back as she ran, looking both cowardly and playful.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Huge fireworks soared into the sky, exploding in the night sky below the imperial city, their dazzling colors instantly illuminating the entire courtyard as if it were daytime. The idiom "radiant with light and color, a blaze of fire" was coined to describe this scene.

Yang Mi covered her ears, tilted her head back, and opened her mouth wide. Her peach blossom eyes reflected the fireworks in the sky, making her breathtakingly beautiful. Gu Heng turned his head to look at her, thinking that no matter how beautiful the fireworks were, they couldn't compare to the charm of this little fox beside him.

However, just as this romantic atmosphere was reaching its peak, next door...

To be precise, a loud bang suddenly came from the northern shore of Houhai.

"Bang—smack!"

The fireworks over there were actually higher and brighter than those over Gu Heng's side! And the color was quite flamboyant, a deep purplish-red.

Gu Heng raised an eyebrow.

Hey? Is someone challenging me?

Yang Mi was also stunned, pointing to the sky over there: "Gu Heng, that's higher than ours!"

Men are creatures whose competitive spirit often arises inexplicably. Especially in front of their own women, they absolutely cannot lose!

"Wang Gang isn't here, otherwise he'd definitely take down that artillery mount over there." Gu Heng rolled up his sleeves, his reckless spirit rising. "Come on, Mimi, pass me a flint, let the neighbors see what real firepower coverage looks like!"

"Alright!" Yang Mi, who loves watching the fun, immediately transformed into a diligent ammunition supplier.

That night, a brutal "arms race" broke out in Fuxiang Hutong and along the northern shore of Houhai.

Gu Heng used "Peacock Spreads Its Tail" on one side, and immediately responded with "Golden Dragon Dance" on the other.

Gu Heng unleashed a "Myriad Colors" attack, which was immediately followed by a "Thunderous Might" attack.

These two families have taken over the entire night sky in this area. The neighbors are probably cursing, but it's the Lunar New Year, so they're just grumbling for fun.

Half an hour later, Gu Heng looked at the empty boxes all over the ground and wiped his nose with a lingering sense of satisfaction.

"Alright, let's call it a day. I guess there's no more stock over there."

Just then, there was a knock on the courtyard gate.

"Knock knock knock!"

The knocking was steady and powerful, exuding an air of dominance.

Gu Heng's heart skipped a beat. Damn it, did he attract the police? Although it's not forbidden to set off fireworks now, the noise is indeed disturbing the peace.

He gestured for Yang Mi to hide behind him, then went over and opened the door.

There was a person standing outside the door.

Wearing a military green cotton overcoat and a Lei Feng hat, his attire was unremarkable in the area. But even in the dim light, Gu Heng recognized his face at a glance.

Isn't that Jiang Wen?!

That director Jiang, who's known as a walking embodiment of charisma and who's always ready to argue with anyone, including reporters?

Jiang Wen, carrying two bottles of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor), paused for a moment when he saw Gu Heng open the door, then grinned, revealing his signature large white teeth. His voice was deep and magnetic: "Man, were you the one who set off that firecracker just now? Pretty powerful, huh!"

Gu Heng was a man who had weathered many storms. Although he was a little surprised, he remained calm and composed.

"It's the New Year, so we just wanted to hear some noise," Gu Heng replied with a smile. "Judging from the noise just now, you must have quite a lot in stock."

"Hahahaha!" Jiang Wen laughed heartily. "I was originally thinking of just selling off my remaining stock and that would be it, but I didn't expect to run into someone so determined. I came here specifically to see what's going on. Your yard is nicely renovated; did you just move in?"

"Just moved in, Gu Heng." Gu Heng extended his hand.

"Jiang Wen." Jiang Wen shook hands with him, his grip as strong as a vise. "I live in the area around Yandaixie Street behind here. That was my studio just now. Well, you had a good time today, so these two bottles of wine are my gift to you."

As he spoke, Jiang Wen shoved the Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor) in his hand into Gu Heng's arms.

"Don't be shy, since you're here, why don't you come in and have a couple of drinks?" Gu Heng extended an invitation.

Jiang Wen waved his hand: "No, there's a bunch of people at home waiting to make dumplings. Another day, another day we can drink alone. I think you're a good guy, you're quite interesting."

After saying that, Jiang Wen wrapped his military overcoat tighter, turned around, and strode into the night of the alley with an air of indifference.

Yang Mi peeked her head out from behind Gu Heng, her eyes wide with surprise: "My God, that's Jiang Wen?! The living Jiang Wen?!"

"What else could it be? It could be dead?" Gu Heng glanced at the Erguotou in his arms, a playful smile playing on his lips.

This Beijing social circle is pitifully small. Even setting off fireworks can unearth a big shot.

But speaking of which, Jiang Wen should have just started filming "The Sun Also Rises" right now, right?

He's been banned from directing for five years, and I bet he's really itching to do something right now.

Gu Heng put his arm around Yang Mi and walked back. "Let's go back. There will be plenty of opportunities to deal with these old guys in the future."

This New Year's Eve was truly eventful. Gu Heng thought to himself, "Although Jiang Wen is arrogant, he's genuinely talented. If I could get him to make a film for the company someday, that would definitely elevate the company's image to the highest level."

However, this person is notoriously difficult to deal with, and he even dares to burn through investors' money at will.

Back inside, the warmth of the heating was immediately apparent. Gu Heng placed the two bottles of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor) on the table, and his father-in-law, Yang Xiaolin, stared wide-eyed at them.

"Red Star Blue Bottle? That's good stuff!"

Gu Heng smiled and said, "It was a gift from Old Jiang next door. He said it was to celebrate our two armies' battle, and that we became friends after fighting."

……

The Spring Festival holiday always flies by, just like some gunmen, it's over before it even begins.

The seventh day of the first lunar month is an auspicious day to start work.

As soon as the doors of Vision Entertainment opened, Gu Heng, like a generous benefactor, handed out large red envelopes to every employee. He had no choice; he had to maintain his image as a generous boss, as he needed these people to work hard and make money for him in the future.