Reborn in the Chinese Entertainment Industry: You're a Director, But You're a Casanova?

A VIP box in a high-end private cinema in Beijing.

Before checking into the room, the receptionist's surprised yet ambiguous smile left me feeling puzzled.

Once the soundproof door was closed, the dim, ambiguous lighting in the private room shone on the sofa.

At this moment, the air was filled with the mature and charming scent of Liu Xiaoli, the dashing scent of Tang Yan, and the fresh and lovely scents of Liu Shishi and Liu Yifei.

Most importantly, there was a strong smell of gunpowder.

The competition for seats became fierce the moment you entered.

Niu Yuehua plopped down on the largest sofa in the middle without any hesitation.

"Director Niu~ Have some popcorn~". Tang Yan reacted the fastest. This mature woman immediately put on her high heels and sat down close to Niu Yuehua's left side. She deliberately took off her trench coat, revealing her figure-hugging tight innerwear, and her long legs wrapped in black stockings rubbed against Niu Yuehua's legs in a seemingly casual way.

A seductive voice promptly handed over a piece of popcorn, her eyes brimming with the proud sentiment: "My current wealth has skyrocketed because of you, and I'm so grateful."

"Yuehua, have some oranges!" The sofa on the right suddenly collapsed. Liu Shishi leaned over angrily.

Although the young girl was dressed in simple school clothes, she was quick with her hands. She not only peeled the oranges clean, but also carefully removed all the white pith before stuffing them into Niu Yuehua's hands.

At the same time, under the dim light, Liu Shishi secretly reached her left hand onto Niu Yuehua's thigh and pinched it hard, feeling a sour sense of grievance that she had been there first.

To cheer up the little girl, Niu Yuehua relaxed his muscles, pretended to gasp when pinched, and painstakingly acted as if it hurt a lot, but dared not make a sound.

On the single sofa on the side of the private room, Liu Xiaoli and Liu Yifei sat down elegantly.

As Liu Xiaoli served food to her daughter, she looked at the two young girls huddled around Niu Yuehua with the same amused yet wary gaze one might give an empress dowager when watching her concubines vying for favor.

Hmph, a bunch of naive young girls who've never seen the world. Go ahead and fight, you're fighting for him as a person, we want the resources in his head.

She smiled slightly, stood up, and poured barley tea for everyone while demonstrating her thoughtful and reasonable suggestions.

"Director Niu, since today is the first team building event for Yixin Media, why don't we invite Tong Yao as well? It'll be more lively with more people."

Niu Yuehua struggled to break free from Liu Shishi and Tang Yan's grasp and pulled out his Nokia phone.

"That's true. This girl is the female lead in our first film, after all. She shouldn't forget the source of our success. If she doesn't come to pay her respects, I'll have to urge her." He then dialed Tong Yao's number.

"Beep beep beep, sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable."

I called twice, but no one answered.

Niu Yuehua casually tossed his phone onto the table.

"She probably just finished military training and was called away by her boyfriend, right?"

"Young people, a day apart feels like three autumns. Let's forget about her and focus on our own things."

In his past life, he vaguely remembered that Tong Yao was dating Zhang Mo at that time, so he naturally didn't think too deeply about it.

The projection screen lit up, and the movie "The Lion Roars" officially began.

On the big screen, Louis Koo plays the charming and talented Chen Jichang, who is being relentlessly tamed by Liu Yue'e, played by Cheung Pak-chi.

Immediately afterwards, Princess Ping An, played by Fan Binbin, appeared.

Two top beauties engage in a fierce battle for the same man in the movie.

The plot and the setup are practically a tailor-made battleground for this private room tonight.

The atmosphere in the private room became eerie. The girls were so engrossed in watching that they unconsciously drew themselves into the story.

Tang Yan looked at the assertive Princess Ping'an on the screen and deeply sympathized with her. She leaned closer to Niu Yuehua, half-jokingly and half-tactfully coquettishly saying:

"Director Niu, look at that! How domineering this princess is on the big screen. Women, once they've set their sights on someone, they have to take the initiative, don't you think?"

Liu Shishi on the right couldn't stand it and retorted with sarcastic remarks.

"What's the use of being domineering? Don't you know that the male protagonist ultimately chose his sensible and family-oriented wife?"

"No matter how fragrant the wildflowers outside are, they can't bring as much peace of mind as the flowers in your own garden."

On the left and right, undercurrents surged, words clashed, and the air was thick with jealousy, probing, and bitter emotions.

Just as the two women were secretly vying for attention, hoping that Mr. Niu, caught in the middle, would make some romantic remarks or give a pink-hued response.

Niu Yuehua stroked his chin, his eyes fixed on the big screen, and spoke without any emotion, which was quite unpleasant.

"Hey, look at Zhang Baizhi's bone structure." Niu Yuehua pointed to a close-up shot of Zhang Baizhi on the big screen.

"A naturally flawless face from every angle—this is the kind of top-tier movie face that even the most dedicated filmmakers would be eager to have!"

"Even without makeup, she looks great on camera."

The atmosphere in the private room suddenly turned cold, and the expressions on the faces of the four women froze. Who told you to analyze her bone structure?

Niu Yuehua paid no attention to the murderous gazes around him. He shook his head, his face full of regret.

"What a pity, that voice is so distracting. That face and that voice are a serious mismatch, cough cough."

"Director Niu~" Tang Yan tried to steer the conversation back on track.

"Aren't we watching a romantic comedy?"

"Why look at love? Look at the persona and the business monetization logic." Niu Yuehua slapped Tang Yan's thigh and pointed at Fan Binbin on the screen.

"Look at Fan Binbin again, she has a classic foxy oval face, and the visual impact of her features is too strong."

He turned his head and looked seriously at the girls who were stunned by his words, and began a lecturing that was full of fatherly charm.

"Remember this, with this kind of aggressive look, she's not cut out to play the innocent, pure, and gentle type. She's not suited to the gentle, approachable type. She's better suited to playing ruthless characters who wear their ambition on their sleeves."

"The more controversial this face is, the faster it can be monetized commercially. If managed well, the endorsement fee for one quarter can be equivalent to Zhang Baizhi's fee for two movies."

A clueless, utterly tactless remark from a straight man was like a bucket of cold water poured over everyone in the private room, which should have been filled with a romantic, rosy atmosphere. The men were stunned and speechless by this calculated, icy statement.

However, Niu Yuehua did not spare the dazed and gluttonous little fairy Liu Yifei.

"Sisi, swallow the meat and remember this important point." Niu Yuehua's tone became stern.

Liu Yifei was startled and quickly sat up straight, like a primary school student listening to the headmaster's lecture.

"Look at those two. You have Zhang Baizhi's bone structure and Fan Binbin's temperament, but your core selling points are different from theirs."

"Your core selling point is your ethereal, otherworldly aura."

Niu Yuehua issued a stern warning.

"So, no matter how much you can get paid in the future, please don't let me act in any comedies where I have to make myself look ugly and funny. That would be a serious waste of my commercial value."

Liu Shishi, Liu Xiaoli, Liu Yifei, and Tang Yan all looked completely bewildered.

One second ago, this place was a chaotic scene reminiscent of the famous "White Album" meme.

The next second, this straight man shattered all their fantasies of jealousy and rivalry.

At that moment, all four of them involuntarily cried out in their hearts: "You have no sense of romance, no wonder you're single."