Huayu Tianxian: This director is such a hypocrite!

Chapter 84 Early Graduation! The Trident Formed!

"Ye Chong, don't you fucking go too far!"

"I can't be bothered with you!"

Ye Chong turned and left, determined to keep his word.

Xiao Wang was right about one thing: it really did take him two years to get to him.

But all this effort wasn't for being bullied. So what if they criticize me? They can't bite me, can they?

"hehe----"

Seeing Ye Chong's shamelessness, Mr. Wang became even calmer.

Because he noticed the fire in Ye Chong's eyes, and fire meant emotion, and emotion meant a breakthrough point.

He paused, a smirk playing on his lips, and a flippant remark rang in Ye Chong's ear.

"You want to protect that mother and daughter, right?"

"Crack!"

Ye Chong paused, and a significant portion of the champagne in his hand spilled out as he stopped.

He raised his hand and loosened his tie, slowly turning around with eyes full of coldness.

"Young Master Wang, are you looking for death?"

"Oh?" Young Master Wang's face twisted into a wry smile as he shrugged. "President Ye, oh, it can't be that serious, can it? They're just two women. We run a company; it's not worth it."

Ye Chong's eyelids twitched. He took two steps to his side and said in a low voice, "You'd better watch your mouth, or I really will beat you to death on the spot!"

Ye Chong wasn't lying. He gained a lot from filming "Crazy Stone," acquiring twenty years' worth of Bajiquan skills and now having a muscular physique all over his body.

Needless to say, just from the way Little Wang swallowed, it was clear that Ye Chong's imposing aura as a martial artist was no joke.

In these eight months, Ye Chong didn't just laze around like he did in his previous life; he seemed to have undergone another qualitative change in his youth.

Now his demeanor is becoming increasingly sharp and assertive. With the added advantage of martial arts, he looks like a drawn sword just by standing there straight!

The downside is that it has become even more arrogant.

"Gulp—"

'

Mr. Wang wasn't stupid; after glancing at him, he didn't bring up the topic again.

He subconsciously took a step back, then, as if feeling he had lost face, forced a mocking smile onto his lips: "President Ye, you're still the same as before, resorting to verbal threats at the drop of a hat, as if you're afraid others won't know you're a tough nut to crack."

Ye Chong curled his lips in disdain, scrutinized him from head to toe a few times, and then turned and left.

This attitude, however, made Mr. Wang narrow his eyes.

The situation on the field seemed to have reversed, and Ye Chong became the one who remained calm and composed.

"President Ren!"

"Hahaha, Chongdi!"

"Big Dog Bro."

"Chongdi."

As mentioned before, people all grow and mature.

Ye Chong only needed a comedy film with an investment of only 700 million yuan, touted as "The Nameless 2", to bring in two allies.

Whether they're true friends or just fair-weather friends, as long as they're friends, that's fine.

As for how it was brought here?

An investment of seven million, with a 30% share only amounting to two million, means that even if Shanghai Film Group and Xiaoma Benteng are stingy, they shouldn't be unable to afford that amount.

In the hall, Ye Chong glanced at the champagne in his hand, waved to Shen Ze in the distance, and before the latter could react, a chubby girl walked over with two glasses of champagne.

Ye Chong took the champagne and smiled slightly at the chubby girl: "Come on, Brother Ren, let me introduce you."

"Yang Tianzhen! General Manager of Feiye Distribution & Brokerage."

Tianzhen smiled sweetly and extended her small hand to the two of them: "Hello, President Ren, hello, Brother Dagou."

Ren Zhonglun's eyelids twitched, as if he had thought of something. He reached out and shook hands with her lightly: "Yang Tianzhen, Wang Jinghua's beloved disciple, I've heard of you before. I even heard your story in May."

"Oh?" Big Dog became interested and asked curiously what the story was.

Ye Chong, Yang Tianzhen, and Ren Zhonglun exchanged glances, smiled knowingly, and remained silent.

"Right, it's getting late. Let's go break some bricks!"

"Yes, yes, break the bricks!" Big Dog Bro was very excited.

Ye Chong greeted the two of them and led them to the front of the stage. Yang Tianzhen then came up on stage and grabbed the microphone.

"Distinguished guests, dear friends, welcome to the celebration party for 'Crazy Stone' hosted by Feiye Group."

"Slap slap slap—"

Offstage, setting aside the others, Zhu Yawen and his classmates clapped their hands incessantly.

This is a stroke of good fortune bestowed upon us by our old friend Ye Chong; there are just too many big shots here!

Even though China Film Group didn't come, the sheer number of people brought by Wong Jing-hua during the screening was enough to make it seem extravagant.

Zhu Yawen glanced out of the corner of his eye at the edge of the crowd in the distance.

Is that Chen Daoming?

That was Xia Yu, the youngest winner of the Venice Film Festival Best Actor award.

Also, Liu Jialing, Tony Leung Ka-fai, Hu Jun, Michelle Yeoh, Sandra Ng, Mei Ting, Chen Hao —

error?

Suddenly, his eyes widened.

Holy crap, who the hell did I just see?

He elbowed Luo Jin hard, making the latter wince.

"what?"

Zhu Yawen gestured towards the man in the suit in the distance, asking, "Isn't that President Cao from Sina?"

Luo Jin glanced in the direction he was gesturing and rolled his eyes speechlessly: "I saw it a long time ago, why are you making such a fuss?"

"How come Chongdi is so amazing? In just three short years, he's become a big player?"

Luo Jin shook his head and nudged Zhu Yawen's ribs in the same way.

"Holy crap, what are you doing?"

Luo Jin gestured towards the other side with his lip, and Zhu Yawen glanced at it, his mouth instantly widening in surprise: "Zhuo Wei!!!"

"Shh!" Luo Jin quickly covered his mouth: "Don't make such a fuss."

"Next, please welcome the chairman of Feiye Group, the chairman of Yingsheng Group, and the chairman of Xiaoma Benteng to smash the ice brick symbolizing 6700 million in box office revenue!"

As Tianzhen finished speaking, the three people on the stage picked up the ceremonial hammer.

Suddenly, Ye Chong remembered something, and amidst the surprised and suspicious gazes of the crowd, he scurried off the stage and pulled Chen Zhixi up.

The latter frowned, looking both amused and exasperated.

"Ready, 3, 2, 1!" The four men smiled and brought down the hammers.

"Click!"

The ice sculpture shattered, and the photo was frozen in time.

Fei Ye's first real victory celebration has ended, and the remaining banquet has turned into social time.

Noon.

On the third floor of the headquarters building, in the huge cafeteria.

While queuing for food, Ye Chong occasionally responded to the greetings from his employees.

He devoured a plate of potatoes, then made a bowl of pork rib soup before heading towards a corner near the window.

Because he has been eating here for a long time, this spot has long become his exclusive spot.

"Mr. Ye."

"No need to be so polite. I'm about twenty days older than you, so you can call me Brother Chong."

On the table, Yang Tianzhen nodded and noted it down.

"Tsk tsk tsk—Chong, ah, Brother Chong, Brother Chong!"

Ye Chong gave Chen Zhixi a disapproving look, then ignored her and buried himself in his food.

"It's potatoes again! Shredded potatoes with pork, braised beef with potatoes, hot and sour shredded potatoes—aren't you tired of it?"

Ye Chong chewed on the potato in his mouth, picked up the pork rib soup and took a sip, then turned to look into her eyes: "Am I going to get tired of it? It's not easy to find something you like. Once you get used to this, nothing else tastes good."

"Tsk tsk tsk—" Chen Zhixi shook his head again.

Yang Tianzhen, sitting opposite, blinked blankly, not understanding what kind of riddle they were playing.

"You're really generous, giving away 30% of the investment share so easily."

"It's a stepping stone!" Ye Chong said, still eating his shredded potatoes with his head down. "For them, it doesn't matter whether they participate in this kind of low-cost investment or not, but it's different when we actively seek investment. It's an invitation, a team invitation."

"That's only if you explode."

"It's bound to explode." Ye Chong glanced at her. "Don't underestimate Ning Hao; his talent is no less than mine."

"Oh?" Chen Zhixi slurped up some noodles and immediately started teasing, "You think your talent is no less than yours? You think you're some kind of genius?"

"Hehehe—it does look quite similar."

Chen Zhixi put down her chopsticks and blinked. "Then what are the three of us?"

Ye Chong sniffed but didn't say anything. Yang Tianzhen, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly spoke up.

"A trident?"