Chinese entertainment: What's wrong with actresses wanting to improve?

Chapter 176 Tenderness

A massive influx of information flooded his mind instantly, far more extensive, complex, and thrilling than any intelligence on the European Cup.

A series of clear scenes, key moments and landmark events, unfolded in his mind like a meticulously crafted map.

"Phew, there's so much content."

No wonder it's so expensive.

Although the intelligence was expensive, Fu Yibai felt it was worth it.

By making arrangements in advance according to the timelines provided in the intelligence, he could very well multiply his assets tenfold or more during this global storm.

After processing all the information, Fu Yibai picked up his phone.

.........

"Is Xu Liang at the company?"

"Yes, Mr. Fu."

"Then come here for a moment."

Not long after, Xu Liang came in.

"Mr. Fu."

"Hmm, how's Galaxy Cinemas doing now?"

Xu Liang thought for a few seconds and then answered, "As of last month, the number of cinemas reached 85."

The number of large screens has exceeded 800.

Its market share is around 20%.

"Yes, it's expanding very quickly."

Thus, the pace of expansion will slow down next year.

"Our market share is already quite high; if we continue to expand, we'll surpass China Film Group."

"What Mr. Fu means is..."

"A tall tree catches the wind."

Next year's focus will be on optimizing existing cinemas and improving the movie-watching experience.

"clear."

"Okay, that's all."

Go ahead and get busy.

On January 5, Fu Yibai woke up in Yang Mi's bed.

Yesterday, after this woman finished filming and returned home, she immediately invited him to her house.

Fu Yibai opened his eyes. Yang Mi was still asleep in his arms, her face buried in his chest, breathing evenly. One leg was pressed against his lower abdomen, and her arms were wrapped around his waist, her whole body clinging to him like an octopus.

He moved slightly, trying to move her away.

Yang Mi snorted, but instead clung to him even tighter, mumbling something indistinctly as she nuzzled her face into his neck.

Fu Yibai didn't move again, but gently patted her back with his palm.

The sky outside the window was gradually brightening, and the distant sound of traffic could be faintly heard. The room was quiet, with only the intertwined breathing of the two people.

A few minutes later, Yang Mi stirred.

She opened her eyes, her gaze still somewhat unfocused, looked up at him, and then the corners of her mouth curved into a smile.

Good morning!

Her voice was soft and sweet, with a languid quality, as if she had just woken up.

"morning."

Fu Yibai raised his hand and tucked the stray hairs from her forehead behind her ear.

Yang Mi blinked, leaned in and kissed him on the lips, then buried her face back in his chest.

"What time is it?"

"Around seven o'clock."

"It's still early, I'll sleep a little longer."

Fu Yibai chuckled.

"Didn't you say you were going to the company today?"

Yang Mi's body stiffened, then she suddenly raised her head.

"Ah! Right! I'm meeting with General Manager Lin today!"

She climbed out of his arms, her hair disheveled and her face still bearing the marks of sleep.

"What time is it? What's past seven? I'm too late, I'm too late..."

Fu Yibai reached out and pulled her back, holding her in his arms.

"What's the rush? You can still get up at eight."

Yang Mi struggled twice in his arms, then stopped moving and looked up at him.

"It's all your fault, staying up so late last night."

Fu Yibai didn't speak, he just looked at her.

Yang Mi's face slowly turned red as he stared at her, and she buried her face back in his chest.

"Okay, okay, it's not your fault."

After a few seconds of silence, she spoke in a muffled voice.

"Yi Bai."

"Um?"

"You said yesterday that the company has a project for me next year?"

Fu Yibai's hand stopped on her back.

"Yes, 'Palace,' a time-travel drama set in the Qing Dynasty."

Yang Mi raised her head, her eyes bright.

"A time-travel drama?"

"The female protagonist is named Qingchuan. She travels from modern times to the Qing Dynasty and gets caught up in the story of the struggle for the throne among the nine princes."

Yang Mi blinked, and a smile slowly bloomed on her face.

"A modern person traveling to ancient times? That would be so much fun!"

"Yes, it has a strong comedic element, which suits you well."

Yang Mi smiled even more brightly and snuggled closer to him.

"Yi Bai, do you think this show will be a hit?"

"Of course, otherwise I wouldn't have specifically chosen you for the role."

Making a good film or TV series can quickly boost your popularity.

By this time next year, you'll be a top-tier actress.

Yang Mi stared at him for a few seconds, and her eyes suddenly reddened.

She buried her face in his chest, her voice muffled.

"Yi Bai, thank you."

Fu Yibai didn't speak, but gently stroked her back with his palm.

After a moment of silence, Yang Mi raised her head again.

"Then... what about the movie? You said you'd arrange a movie for me."

"No rush for the movie."

Fu Yibai looked at her.

"Focus on filming 'Palace' well and building up your popularity. Once 'Palace' has finished airing, the company will tailor-make film projects for you."

Yang Mi tilted her head and thought for a moment.

"Made to order? What type?"

"It's not decided yet. It depends on your situation and market trends."

Fu Yibai paused for a moment.

"In short, you won't be disappointed."

Yang Mi stared at him for a few seconds, then grinned.

"Okay, I believe you."

She leaned in and kissed him on the lips again.

This time it wasn't just a light peck; it was a tender, lingering kiss.

Fu Yibai put his arm around her waist and responded.

After a long while, the two finally separated.

Yang Mi buried her face in the crook of his neck, panting.

"Yi Bai."

"Um?"

"I will try my best."

Her voice was soft, yet steady.

"I won't let you down."

Fu Yibai didn't say anything, but simply pulled her closer.

The sunlight outside the window gradually brightened, spreading a warm golden hue across the floor.

Yang Mi stayed quietly in his arms for a few minutes, then suddenly sat up.

"Oh no, I'm going to be late!"

She scrambled off the bed in a flurry and ran barefoot to the bathroom.

She ran to the door, then stopped and looked back at him.

"Yi Bai, are you coming again tonight?"

Fu Yibai leaned against the headboard, looking at her.

"You want me to come?"

Yang Mi nodded, laughing carefree.

"think."

Fu Yibai chuckled.

"it is good."

Yang Mi's eyes crinkled into a smile as she turned and ran into the bathroom.

Soon, the sound of running water came from the bathroom.