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

Capitalist instincts kicked in, and Liu Yuehua reacted instantly. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught Li Yun'er winking at him mischievously with her hands behind her back.

The case is solved; it turns out she was the one who did it.

This Korean girl who ate two big meals with me actually has connections to Samsung.

Looks like this cold stove wasn't a mistake.

The surname is Li, could it be? The age doesn't seem to match.

However curious he was, Liu Yuehua didn't show it on his face at all. He went with the flow and directly took the kill.

"Mr. Watanabe, why aren't you drinking water?" Liu Yuehua asked with a half-smile.

"Do you think our makeshift team isn't qualified to negotiate with you?"

Watanabe's arrogance vanished.

He bent his knees and, in front of the entire crew, performed a full kneeling ceremony directly in front of Liu Yuehua.

"Director Liu, I'm sorry, I was blind just now."

Watanabe's voice trembled, his forehead pressed against the ground, as humble as a dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy.

"We'll agree to all your terms. Dongbao won't ask for a single penny of authorization for the surrounding area."

"We won't change the female lead, and we'll give you the highest level of treatment in terms of screenings and distribution. Please be lenient."

The Hong Kong production manager watching from the sidelines was so shocked his jaw almost dropped to the floor.

In all his years in the industry, he had never seen a Japanese distribution giant kneel before a mainland Chinese director.

Liu Yuehua smiled kindly.

"I still prefer your defiant attitude from earlier."

"Toho may want to release it, but your threats have seriously affected the mental health of our female characters and caused delays in the filming schedule."

"Mr. Watanabe, aren't you going to spend some money on compensation for emotional distress and lost wages?"

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After extorting another 1000 million yen in compensation for emotional distress, Liu Yuehua finally indulged in a lavish affair.

He booked a hot spring hotel halfway up the mountain overnight, ostensibly to reward the main creators, but in reality, it was so he could play some role-playing games.

Li Yun'er, who came from afar, and Liu Shishi stayed in one room, while the nannies Liu Xiaoli and Liu Yifei stayed in another.

Tang Yan, being the female lead, has a higher status and can stay in a room by herself.

After midnight, in Tang Yan's private room, Liu Yuehua sat on the tatami mat, yawning as he began to put on his bathrobe.

On the tatami mat, Tang Yan was so exhausted that she collapsed into a puddle of mud, unable to even lift her fingers. Having been bestowed the lead role in a top Asian commercial production, her ruthlessness was like a water pump. If Liu Yuehua hadn't already mastered body refinement, he probably would have been drained dry by her.

"Director Liu~" Tang Yan said weakly with her eyes closed.

"It's the middle of the night, why don't you stay here? What's the point of all this fuss?"

"What do you know? I need to maintain my image. You should just go to sleep."

Before I could even get up, I could hear Tang Yan already snoring softly.

He quietly opened the door and went out.

I had just stepped into the hallway when my phone suddenly vibrated.

I checked my phone and saw a text message.

The person who discovered it was Liu Xiaoli, and the content was so brief that it didn't even have a punctuation mark.

[Sissi fell asleep and the door was unlocked]

Liu Yuehua smiled. Sure enough, when an old house catches fire, it burns fiercely.

"I have to be a director and a firefighter at the same time," Liu Yuehua said quietly as he tiptoed to the door of the room at the end of the corridor.

With a gentle pull, it was indeed unlocked.

The room was pitch black, with only moonlight filtering in through the window.

Inside the room, Liu Yifei was fast asleep on the tatami mat, wrapped in a blanket.

Suddenly, a hand reached out from the doorway, grabbed Liu Yuehua's arm, and violently pulled him into the room's ensuite bathroom.

"It startled me; I thought it was Ju-on (the Grudge)."

The space was cramped and narrow, and the air was filled with the unique scent of a mature woman emanating from Liu Xiaoli.

"Why are you so late?"

Liu Xiaoli lowered her voice, her tone tinged with resentment.

She was only wearing a thin nightgown, which, judging from the feel, was probably the same one she wore in Venice.

Liu Yuehua didn't stand on ceremony, naturally wrapping his arms around her voluptuous waist while making sarcastic remarks.

"The hallway is all wooden flooring, and it creaks when you step on it."

"I sneaked over, it was harder than walking a tightrope. The soles of my shoes were almost worn flat, so I left them outside."

Liu Xiaoli pinched his waist, and his breathing became heavy.

In the darkness, the ambiguous temperature rose rapidly.

The bathroom was pitifully small, and the edge of the sink was so sharp that it hurt Liu Yuehua's legs.

While he was secretly eating, he was also thinking about preparing a script for the film. Sister Xiaoli is working so hard, why don't we let her make another movie?

"Mmm~ Gently~" Liu Xiaoli bit her lip, suppressing the sound in her throat, afraid of waking her daughter who was on the other side of the wall, and could only make soft humming sounds.

Just as things were reaching a fever pitch, and the arrow was about to be released, the sound of fabric rubbing together came from outside the door, followed by footsteps.

"Mom?" Liu Yifei's voice rang out from outside the door, and she headed straight for the bathroom.

In the bathroom, the two of them instantly froze, like a double stone sculpture.

Liu Yuehua reacted quickly, covering Liu Xiaoli's mouth so she didn't even dare to breathe.

If Liu Yifei catches this girl red-handed, it's a small matter if her values ​​collapse, but the big problem is that she won't be able to make money for free in the future, as she's a cash cow.

Knock, knock, knock, Liu Yifei knocked on the sliding door of the bathroom.

"Mom, are you in there? I can't hold it anymore, I need to go to the bathroom."

Liu Yuehua thought to himself, "Actually, I'm the one inside."

Liu Xiaoli was so frightened that she trembled all over, gripping Liu Yuehua's arm so tightly that her nails almost dug into his flesh.

Liu Yuehua whispered in her ear, "Just fool her away."

Liu Xiaoli forced herself to steady her trembling voice and spoke through the door in an uncomfortable groan.

"Mom's here, don't come in."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Yuehua mischievously and cunningly pinched Liu Yifei's granary hard. Liu Xiaoli was caught off guard and cried out in pain, which sounded like she was actually enduring something painful.

Upon hearing the cries, Liu Yifei instantly snapped back to reality and frantically pounded on the door.

"Mom, what's wrong? Why do you sound so strange? You've been groaning, is something hurting? Open the door."

"Don't come in!"

Liu Xiaoli was terrified. In a moment of quick thinking, she shouted at the top of her lungs.

"Mom got an upset stomach last night. The Japanese sashimi wasn't clean. I have terrible diarrhea now and I can't even stand up."

To cooperate with the performance, Liu Yuehua shamelessly reached out and pressed the flush button on the toilet next to him.

The loud rushing sound of the water just happened to mask the two of them sprinting at that moment.

"Mom, I'll go to the front desk to get your medicine." Liu Yifei said anxiously, her voice trembling with tears.

"No need for medicine, I'll be fine after I've finished pooping." Liu Xiaoli was sweating profusely with anxiety.

"Sisi, it smells terrible in there. I'm going to be gone for a while. Why don't you go to the bathroom in the room across the street? Don't hold it in."

Liu Yifei hesitated for a moment, then clutched her stomach.

"Okay, Mom, hang in there, I'll be right back."

The footsteps faded into the distance, followed by the sound of the room door opening and closing.

The two people in the bathroom both breathed a sigh of relief. Liu Yuehua looked up and wiped his forehead, still feeling lingering fear.

"Damn, that was so exciting! My heart was beating at least 180 beats per minute."

"Sister Xiaoli, you have to make it up to me."

Liu Xiaoli was filled with shame, anger, and fear, and she punched Liu Yuehua in the chest with her small fists.

"It's all your fault! Sisi almost caught us. How am I supposed to face anyone now?"

"What's the point of being a person? Cooking is much more fun."

Liu Yuehua shamelessly pressed himself against her again, pulling Liu Xiaoli into his arms and sitting her on the toilet.

"Let's not waste time. While she's visiting someone, let's continue."