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

Chapter 129 Dinner Party

October 15nd, 8 PM.

Fu Yibai drove alone to the club that Wang Zhongjun had booked.

The location is a quiet private club near the East Third Ring Road. There is no sign at the entrance, and only two security guards in black are on duty.

After giving his name, the security guard stepped aside, and someone led him inside.

After passing through a moon gate, a bright and open space suddenly appeared before me.

Artificial hills and flowing water, pavilions and towers, with lights reflected on the water's surface, creating shimmering shadows.

The private room was at the very back, with a sliding wooden lattice door.

The waiter gently opened the door, and Fu Yibai walked in.

Wang Zhongjun was already there, sitting in the main seat. When he saw him come in, he immediately got up to greet him.

"Director Fu, welcome, welcome."

The two shook hands, and Wang Zhongjun pulled him inside.

"Come, come, sit down."

The private room wasn't large, but it was elegantly decorated, with a small square table that could seat four people.

Several cold dishes were already laid out on the table, and the liquor was Moutai, which had already been opened.

Fu Yibai sat down in the main seat and glanced at the table.

Besides him and Wang Zhongjun, there are two other empty seats.

Wang Zhongjun sat down next to him and poured him a glass of wine.

"Director Fu, have a drink first, to soothe your throat."

Fu Yibai picked up his wine glass and clinked it against his.

After a few rounds of drinks, the door to the private room was gently opened.

Two women stood in the doorway.

She was tall with striking features and a sharp look in her eyes. She wore a black dress with a low neckline, revealing her alluring curves.

The other one was petite, with a round face and bright eyes, exuding a girlish charm, but she was wearing a sundress that didn't suit her style, and what she revealed was no less than what the one next to her had.

"Coming, coming in quickly."

Wang Zhongjun beckoned, and two women walked in and sat down between him and Fu Yibai.

The taller one sat to Fu Yibai's left, and the petite one sat to his right.

"Director Fu, let me introduce you."

Wang Zhongjun spoke with a smile.

"This is Dong Xuan, a contracted artist with Huayi, and she's also your classmate. She just graduated last year."

Dong Xuan bowed slightly, her gaze falling on Fu Yibai's face, her expression slightly stiff.

"Hello, Director Fu, I've heard so much about you."

"This is Huo Siyan, also an artist from Huayi. She was recently signed and is a newcomer."

Huo Siyan blinked, her smile natural and generous.

"Hello, Director Fu."

Fu Yibai nodded, picked up his wine glass, and took a sip.

Wang Zhongjun continued, "Director Fu, the reason I called them here today is to show you what Huayi's artists are like."

"Please look after me if there's a chance in the future."

He spoke directly, without any pretense.

Dong Xuan's gaze lingered on Fu Yibai's face for a second before shifting away and picking up her wine glass.

"Director Fu, let me toast you."

Her voice was neither too loud nor too soft, carrying just the right amount of respect without being overly humble.

Fu Yibai picked up his wine glass and clinked it against hers.

Huo Siyan, watching from the side, also picked up her wine glass and whispered.

"Director Fu, I also want to toast you."

After a couple of drinks, the atmosphere gradually warmed up.

Wang Zhongjun chatted about some interesting things in the industry, and then asked about the filming of "Inception," to which Fu Yibai gave a casual answer.

Dong Xuan sat to the side, occasionally chiming in with a few words, her manners impeccable.

Huo Siyan was very outgoing and frequently poured wine for Fu Yibai.

At the same time, she subtly rubbed against Fu Yibai's arm in a certain place.

Seeing that the time was right, Wang Zhongjun raised his glass and said, "Director Fu, do you have any new projects this year? Huayi has always wanted to collaborate with you."

Fu Yibai raised his glass and clinked it against his.

"I don't plan to start any new projects this year."

I plan to film an idol drama in the second half of the year to promote the company's artists.

Take a break.

I've pushed myself too hard these past two years; I need to take a break.

"Idol drama?"

Director Fu, wouldn't it be...?"

Wang Zhongjun didn't finish speaking, but Fu Yibai understood what he meant.

"I also wanted to relax."

I know Mr. Wang wants to cooperate, and I've seen his sincerity.

So, although I don't plan to start any new projects this year.

But the company has a martial arts film project scheduled to start production in the second half of the year.

If Mr. Wang really wants to cooperate, Chenxi can jointly develop this project with Huayi.

Wang Zhongjun's eyes lit up upon hearing this.

Martial arts films are great! Although it's not Fu Yibai's project, martial arts films are especially popular in the market right now.

Zhang Yimou's "Hero" and "House of Flying Daggers", Stephen Chow's "Kung Fu Hustle", and even Chen Shishi's "The Promise" which will be released at the end of this year are all martial arts films.

This shows just how popular martial arts films are in the current market.

"directed by?"

"New director, Lu Yang."

"Lu Yang?"

Wang Zhongjun had never heard of this name before, and he was somewhat skeptical of the new director's abilities.

"Is it really impossible for you to direct this?"

"It's a low-budget project. I can just be a producer. This project is for training new talent."

"...

I need to go back and think about it.

"Yes, no problem."

…………

As the dinner party drew to a close, Fu Yibai, despite his good health, began to feel a little dizzy.

Wang Zhongjun was in an even worse state; he barely managed to stay awake and didn't fall asleep on the table.

"You two, take Director Fu home."

Wang Zhongjun gave the order haltingly.

"I think you should let them take you back."

I can just take a taxi home myself.

Fu Yibai looked at the other person's expression and said speechlessly.

No, no need.

I'll be staying here tonight.

You two must take good care of Director Fu!

"If you don't satisfy Director Fu, see how I deal with you."

"Yes."

Yes~

Dong Xuan's expression was somewhat bitter, while Huo Siyan readily agreed, a hint of barely perceptible expectation flashing in her eyes.

Fu Yibai could not refuse, so he had to get up and leave the table with the help of the two women.

Upon arriving at the garage, the two hailed a company car.

Huo Siyan quickly opened the back door, helped Fu Yibai into the car, and then quickly climbed in herself, sitting right next to him.

Dong Xuan hesitated for a moment, then silently got into the passenger seat.

"Director Fu, where do you live?" the driver asked.

Fu Yibai gave an address and then closed his eyes to rest.

The car was filled with a faint scent of perfume and alcohol.

He could feel Huo Siyan's soft spot pressing tightly against his arm.

The woman was still quite indecent, gently rubbing his legs.