Pirates began to dominate the Chinese entertainment industry.

Gao Yuanyuan and Yu Feihong were captivated by the performance.

His singing has a soothing rhythm, with several instances of "slowly," conveying a restrained gentleness that is neither aggressive nor possessive, yet sophisticated and sexy.

When the last line, "I'll grow old with you," was sung...

Two beautiful eyes were fixed on Ji Yun, and her body slowly went limp involuntarily.

The princess, however, became increasingly engrossed in the conversation, nodding and swaying her head.

This song has no corny lyrics, no screaming, and is completely different from the mainstream melodies of today.

The lyrics contain no slogans, only details, and their sophistication surpasses that of other works of the same period.

With restrained emotions, elegant writing style, and clean melody, it becomes more and more enjoyable with repeated reading. It perfectly matches the aesthetic of mature, aloof, and experienced women.

She's practically a princess herself!

As the song ended, Ji Yun's voice gradually faded from the room. He put down his guitar and noticed that the others had different expressions and no one spoke.

"Is it alright?" Ji Yun pulled the princess back to reality.

The princess pursed her lips, still recalling the melody.

"Wow, this song is so high-class, it's completely out of this era." Na-young stared blankly at the princess. "Old Wang, where did you dig up this treasure? This guy is amazing, he can write the song you wanted right here and now... This song is really damn good."

The princess glanced at Gao Yuanyuan and thought to herself, "Good job!"

But he said arrogantly, "I usually do good deeds."

Na-young rolled her eyes, then suddenly smiled obsequiously at the princess: "Princess, I'd like to sing this song, 'The Fleeting Years,' in exchange for it."

"No!" The princess decisively raised her hand to interrupt.

The cool and aloof vibe of this song suits her taste better than "The Year in a Hurry".

Na-young was incredibly envious. Old Wang had another timeless ballad, a new era's "Red Bean."

This kind of nationally resonant emotional appeal would make any woman fall head over heels, abandoning all inhibitions and saying, "Come on, I'm willing."

"I'm willing! I'll offer another two million. Brother, one more song, please." Na-young was practically drooling with envy.

Ji Yun glanced at her and said in a flat tone, "I only have one movie right now. Let's wait for the next one."

Na-young was itching to make her next movie; that would take at least a year.

"This is my own brother, you better watch your manners!" The princess grabbed the agitated Nayoung, her smile stretching to the back of her ears.

The princess stood up, and after confirming that the recording was working properly, she glanced at Na-young suspiciously, then looked urgently at Gao Yuanyuan: "Yuanyuan, hurry up and draw up the contract! Sign it now, immediately!"

Da Meiyuan, however, was still immersed in the emotions of "Slowly Falling in Love with You," gazing at Ji Yun with seductive eyes.

She admired talented men, but after meeting Ji Yun, she realized that those she had met before were all worthless scoundrels. No producer could compare to a creator; this was the true god.

But... Gao Yuanyuan could tell from Ji Yun's youthful and spirited appearance that the two of them were impossible.

She sighed inwardly, bit her red lips lightly, and looked resentful.

Lost in thought, she was suddenly shaken awake by the princess, realizing she had made a fool of herself, and quickly tried to cover it up by saying, "We need to pay more!"

"Hurry up, hurry up! I hate you money-obsessed people the most, so vulgar!" The princess pushed her to sign the contract.

……

Ji Yun signed her name, and the contract became effective.

Na-young immediately called her bank manager and transferred two million to Ji-yun.

"Hey, for the first two songs, Sister Fei settled your preliminary creation fee in advance, 40." Da Meiyuan handed over a bank card, leaned close to Ji Yun's ear and whispered, "She gave you an extra million as an apology."

Nayoung joined in, her face beaming with desire to sing a song, and asked with a grin, "When does filming start? I'll definitely cooperate fully. We need to hurry up with filming!"

Ji Yun smiled and said, "Let's wait a month or two."

"Too slow! How can young people sleep soundly if they don't work hard?" Na-young said with regret.

"Brother, are you really going head-to-head with John Woo in that movie you were making before?" the princess said confidently. "Even though I'm not close to him, I can still give him face. How about I organize a get-together?"

A hint of worry flashed in the princess's eyes. Although she mainly worked in the music industry, she had made a name for herself in Hong Kong and was friends with people like Tsui Hark and Shi Nansheng. She knew John Woo quite well; he had a fiery temper and a stubborn personality, and she was afraid he would really try to destroy her younger brother, a new director.

Ji Yun remained calm and smiled, "No need, it's more exciting when there's a fight."

The princess sighed, unsure how to advise this impetuous young man.

"How about coming to the Beijing Film Academy? Our directing department is pretty good. The head of China Film Group also came from there. I can take you to meet him." Yu Feihong took the initiative to get up and talk to Ji Yun.

Her tone was calm and her demeanor elegant, clearly showing little respect for the internationally renowned director.

Ji Yun took a closer look at this top-tier mature woman, somewhat surprised that she was willing to offer help.

Yu Feihong wore a gray wool shirt today, showing off her slender waist, black slim-fit trousers, and tall leather boots, which made her legs look straight and long, and her figure graceful and charming.

With a youthful and pretty face, a well-proportioned and elegant face, deep and composed eyes, and long, flowing hair, she possesses both the charm and beauty of a young woman and the intellectual elegance of a literary youth, making her a rare female celebrity with a scholarly air in the industry.

"If you can write me a song like that, I can guarantee you admission to university," Yu Feihong, a mature and sophisticated woman, said playfully, winking as she leaned closer and whispered.

Ji Yun smiled. It wasn't that she doubted her words; this woman was not only a direct descendant of the Beijing Film Academy but also a teacher there, and had extensive connections after many years in the industry.

More importantly, she comes from one of the prominent families in Zhejiang Province. In terms of background, she is among the top three or even the second most powerful in the entire entertainment industry, which is incredibly strong.

"I don't have time for school anymore, but I'll see about songwriting." Ji Yun also took a liking to her background; this powerful connection was unparalleled, as his headquarters were right in Shanghai.

"I knew you still had some!" Yu Feihong chuckled.

"Alright, alright, if you can't make it in the film industry, come to the music industry. I'll protect you." Na Ying walked in carrying two bottles of red wine. "Come on, it's rare to hear a good song, let's celebrate."

"Come on!" The princess was delighted at the mention of the new song and quickly went to find a few cups to fill everyone's cups.

The glasses clinked together, making a clear, tinkling sound.

The princess swept away her previous gloom and started drinking heavily, even bringing Na-young and Sun-nam to keep urging Ji-yun to drink.

Ji Yun had just been forced to drink a bottle of red wine when Gao Yuanyuan couldn't sit still any longer and came over to help him drink. As a result, she drank several glasses in a row and ended up swaying unsteadily.

……

Midway through the meal, the courtyard's private chef delivered lunch.

The princess and her three companions stayed up all night last night, and now, after eating and drinking, they can't resist the urge to sleep.

"The guest rooms on the second floor are all empty, so feel free to sleep anywhere."

She had barely finished her drowsy conversation with Ji Yun when she collapsed and fell asleep on the sofa—quite the carefree woman. However, there was heating in the north during winter, and the living room was over twenty degrees Celsius.

Ji Yun glanced at the mess in the restaurant.

The lunch consisted of a dozen or so plates, scattered haphazardly.

Princess and Nayoung were fast asleep on the large sofa. Sun Nan said that he had a commercial performance in the suburbs of Beijing in the evening and was picked up by his agent before he had drunk much. Yu Feihong, on the other hand, was lying on a single sofa with her eyes closed, covered with a small plush blanket.

Gao Yuanyuan shielded him from the drinks and is now lying motionless on the dining table.

On the contrary, Ji Yun, who was repeatedly forced to drink alcohol, remained sober until the end.

After drinking one bottle, I only felt a little warm, but my spirits were completely unaffected.

Ji Yun felt that his physique was getting stronger and stronger, especially after sexual activity between men and women, the feeling was even more obvious, and he could almost replace sleeping with it.

Seeing that the sofa was already full of sleeping people, Ji Yun shook the unconscious Gao Yuanyuan and asked in a low voice, "Sister Yuanyuan, shall I take you upstairs?"

"Uh...okay..." Gao Yuanyuan's voice was hoarse and slurred.

Ji Yun lifted her arm and supported her slender waist as they stood up. Even through her knitted cardigan, he could feel her soft, silky skin—the texture was amazing.

Ji Yun helped Da Meiyuan into the elevator.

In the corner, Yu Feihong squinted slightly, watching Ji Yun and the other person's intimate interaction, and smiled meaningfully.

Only after the two disappeared behind the elevator doors did he turn to his side, change his sleeping position, close his eyes, and continue to rest.