The entertainment empire began with Liu Yifei's premarital pregnancy.

"TVB is getting worse and worse; they can't even produce a single good drama..."

Wen Yongshan sat in the living room of the mansion, holding a remote control and constantly changing the channel.

"Ring ring ring!"

Just then, a phone rang.

"Feed?"

Wen Yongshan rushed over and answered the phone.

"Shan, I have something to do tonight, so I might not be able to go back. Don't wait for me!" Yang Ying's voice came from the phone.

"Okay, I understand!"

Wen Yongshan said "oh" and then hung up the phone.

Today is her birthday, and she had originally planned to celebrate with Yang Ying when she came back tonight.

"Why!"

Wen Yongshan glanced at the clock; it was already 10 p.m. Besides her, the only other person in the mansion was her Filipino maid.

"Forget it, let's go back to sleep!"

Wen Yongshan stood up and walked upstairs. Just as she reached the top of the stairs, the doorbell rang.

"Who could it be so late?"

Wen Yongshan was a little confused and walked to the door.

Upon opening the door, instead of seeing anyone, a large bouquet of roses appeared before my eyes.

"This, this..."

Seeing this large bouquet of roses, Wen Yongshan felt a surge of excitement, but also a hint of suspicion in her mind. She just didn't know if her suspicion was true.

"How is it? Do you like it?"

Just then, a gentle and magnetic voice came, and the rose slowly moved down, revealing Lin Bufan's face.

"husband!"

Wen Yongshan jumped excitedly into Lin Bufan's arms, her face beaming with uncontrollable joy: "Honey, how did you get back?"

Last year, Lin Bufan didn't come to celebrate her birthday; she spent it with Yang Ying instead.

"What, you don't like me coming to celebrate your birthday with you?"

Lin Bufan pinched Wen Yongshan's cheek and said with a smile.

Last year, she didn't spend not only Wen Yongshan's birthday with many people, but also many others' birthdays.

However, Lin Bufan later felt that they were all his women, and he couldn't neglect them when it was time to pay attention to them. It was just a birthday, after all.

It only happens once a year, and it's not anything particularly important. If possible, he would definitely celebrate my birthday with me.

"Of course not!"

As Wen Yongshan spoke, she nestled her little head in Lin Bufan's arms, her face radiating happiness.

"Alright, let's go inside and talk first!"

Lin Bufan held Wen Yongshan in his arms and said with a hint of helplessness.

"ah!"

Wen Yongshan then realized that the two of them were still at the door, and hurriedly got off Lin Bufan.

"Wait a minute, I need to get something!"

As Lin Bufan spoke, he bent down, picked up a plastic bag, and walked into the mansion.

"Honey, what's this?"

After entering, Wen Yongshan looked at Lin Bufan with some curiosity.

"It's your birthday, so I bought you a watch. See if you like it!"

As Lin Bufan spoke, he took out an exquisitely packaged gift box from the plastic bag and handed it to Wen Yongshan.

"Wow, it's so beautiful..."

Wen Yongshan opened the box, saw the watch inside, and looked delighted.

"Whatever makes you happy!"

Lin Bufan smiled at Wen Yongshan, saying nonchalantly.

The watch was arranged by him for Zhang Tianai to buy—a Richard Mille RM007 white gold skeleton women's watch with diamonds. This was the only women's watch in the first generation, priced at 68.5 yuan.

Lin Bufan felt no reluctance whatsoever towards his woman.

For him, a few hundred thousand is nothing, barely a drop in the ocean.

He can now earn $100 million a day by checking in, which adds up to $3.65 million a year; and $500 million a week by checking in, which adds up to $2.6 million a year (52 weeks).

The monthly contract is worth ten million US dollars, and over a year (1.2 months), that's 120 million US dollars.

The annual contract is worth 1 million US dollars, all of which are directly deposited into Lin Bufan's overseas accounts in cash.

Over the course of the year, not to mention how much money he made through other industries, he earned 8.45 million yuan just from sign-in revenue.

If that's still not enough, you can exchange points for US dollars.

Converted to RMB, at the current exchange rate, it would be nearly 68 billion.

This figure represents a profit that many listed companies can only dream of. Moreover, Lin Bufan earned even more money this year from making movies, investing, and so on.

He didn't do a detailed calculation, but if he had, the assets invested in by domestic investment firms like Zhewei Capital and Strong Wind would have been considerable.

"Honey, what are you doing?"

After putting on the watch, Wen Yongshan noticed that Lin Bufan was still inside the plastic bag, taking out some ingredients, and she was immediately puzzled.

"Of course I'll cook you a loving dinner!"

Lin Bufan smiled and glanced at Wen Yongshan.

He now has more than ten women, and cooking a meal for them on their birthdays is the greatest gesture he can show his appreciation.

"Honey, you can cook?"

Wen Yongshan looked at Lin Bufan with a shocked expression.

As it turns out, Lin Bufan not only knew how to cook, but he also cooked it exceptionally well.

Two hours later, Wen Yongshan was feeling quite full.

"Honey, your cooking is so delicious, I want more!" Wen Yongshan said to Lin Bufan sweetly as she sat in her chair.

"Sure, I'll make it for you again next year for your birthday!"

Lin Bufan smiled at Wen Yongshan, then stood up and walked to her side, a mischievous grin on his face: "Now that we've eaten, it's time for some post-meal exercise..."

After saying that, Lin Bufan bent down, picked up Wen Yongshan, and turned to walk upstairs.

……

The next day, Lin Bufan spent the whole day with Wen Yongshan, since he didn't have anything important to do anyway.

On December 31st, Lin Bufan received a message.

Early this morning, Ike Perlmutter was shot and killed.

"Good efficiency!"

Lin Bufan calculated that he had returned to China from America in less than a month, and he never expected that the other party would die.

Moreover, according to the police, Ike Perlmutter's death was purely an accident, with no trace of human intervention.

At this moment, Lin Bufan couldn't help but marvel at the level of professionalism that capital displayed in this kind of work.

At the same time, Lin Bufan became even more determined that he would have bodyguards with him the whole time he went to America, no matter where he went.

Think about what will happen in the future. If assassins can break into the White House, what place can't they get into?

"Tomorrow is 08. I wonder what I'll get from the year-end check-in..."

Lin Bufan felt a sense of anticipation.

He hadn't felt this excited in a long time since the check-in system was upgraded and optimized. Daily, weekly, and monthly check-ins were all improved to offer cash plus points.

Only annual passes offer a bonus in addition to cash and points; what that bonus is depends on luck.