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

Chapter 197 Uncle Qi

After Zhao Qi left, Fu Yibai picked up the phone, found a number, and dialed it.

The phone rang for a long time before it was answered.

"Haha, Yi Bai."

Why did you call your uncle?

The voice on the other end of the phone was strong and powerful.

"Uncle Qi, there's something I'd like to ask you."

"Haha, Uncle, don't be so polite. Just tell me what's on your mind."

"I want to hire a few bodyguards, preferably those who are good at reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance."

You don't need to be a great fighter, just passable.

But you must keep your mouth shut.

"…"

Yi Bai, what are you going to do?

You're not going to do anything illegal or disorderly, are you?

Listen to your uncle, times have changed.

You can't do those things anymore.

If you really have something you absolutely must do, tell your uncle, and he'll arrange for someone to do it.

You're still young, you can't afford to make mistakes.

"…………"

Uncle, what are you thinking?

I've been getting followed by paparazzi a lot lately, so I'm looking to hire some reliable bodyguards to help clear the area, block the cameras, and handle other routine security.

Fu Yibai was both amused and exasperated.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by Uncle Qi's hearty laughter.

"Hey! So that's what happened!"

You're quite the big shot now, you should be careful.

"Okay, I'll take care of it."

After catching up for a while, the two hung up the phone.

On July 10th, "The Hunt" was released in the country.

Because it was an imported film, Fu Yibai didn't care much about its domestic box office performance.

With the Palme d'Or, the box office reached 1250 million on its opening day.

The box office revenue stabilized at around 1200 million over the next five days.

Transformers was released in the country on July 11.

The box office exceeded 1500 million on the first day.

Iron Man, which had been in theaters for twenty days, saw its daily box office drop below five million due to the impact of two other films released in quick succession.

On July 15th, filming for "Palace" wrapped up.

When Yang Mi returned from Hengdian, the first thing she did was not go home, but head straight to Chenxi Media.

She arrived at 3 p.m., and Fu Yibai was in his office looking at documents.

He looked up when the door was pushed open.

Yang Mi stood at the door, wearing a white T-shirt and denim shorts, her hair tied in a high ponytail, and her face still flushed from the sun.

She was carrying an insulated bag, and when she saw him, she grinned.

"Yi Bai!"

Fu Yibai leaned back in his chair.

"You're back?"

"Yes! Filming is wrapped!"

She walked in quickly and placed the insulated bag on the table.

"I brought you some local specialties from Hengdian."

Fu Yibai glanced at the insulated bag.

"What local specialties?"

"Jinhua ham. I went there specifically to buy it."

Fu Yibai chuckled.

"Did you bring back ham from Hengdian?"

"What's wrong? Is it not okay?"

"Okay. Thank you."

Yang Mi sat down opposite him, resting her chin on her hands as she looked at him.

"Yi Bai, have I lost weight?"

Fu Yibai glanced at her.

"You've lost weight."

"real?"

"Really. Her chin is even more pointed now."

Yang Mi touched her chin and smiled even more happily.

"Then you have to treat me to a meal to help me recover."

"OK.

What would you like to eat?

"hot pot!"

"Eating hot pot on such a hot day?"

"I just want to eat it."

Fu Yibai glanced at his watch.

"Okay, let's go eat tonight."

Yang Mi's eyes crinkled into a smile as she jumped up from the chair.

"Very good!

"I'll go back and take a shower and change my clothes first."

"Um."

Yang Mi walked to the door, then stopped and looked back at him.

"Yi Bai."

"Um?"

I miss you so much.

After saying that, she turned and ran out, her ponytail swinging in an arc behind her.

Fu Yibai looked at the doorway and chuckled.

It was 7 p.m. at a hot pot restaurant in Sanlitun.

The air conditioning was on in the private room, but the steam from the bubbling hot pot still made the whole room warm and cozy.

Yang Mi sat opposite Fu Yibai, with a plate of tripe, a plate of duck intestines, a plate of beef, a plate of shrimp paste, and various vegetables in front of her.

She picked up a piece of tripe with her chopsticks, dipped it in the spicy broth, put it in her mouth, and squinted her eyes in satisfaction.

"tasty!"

Fu Yibai leaned back in his chair and watched her eat.

"Slow down, no one's going to take it from you."

Yang Mi swallowed what was in her mouth and looked up.

"Yi Bai, why aren't you eating?"

"Just watch you eat."

Yang Mi was stunned for a moment, then her face slowly turned red.

"Please don't look at me like that."

"What's wrong?"

"I...I'll feel embarrassed."

Fu Yibai chuckled, picked up his chopsticks, and put a slice of beef into the pot.

Yang Mi lowered her head, fiddling with her chopsticks in the bowl, her ears turning bright red.

"Yi Bai."

"Um?"

"Now that 'Palace' is finished filming, what should I do next?"

Fu Yibai placed the cooked beef into her bowl.

"Let's rest for a while."

I might have a movie coming out in a few days, and you'll be the lead actress.

Yang Mi looked up at him with a look of surprise and delight.

"real?"

"real."

She grinned, picked up the slice of beef, and put it in her mouth.

"Then I'll wait."

Halfway through the meal, Yang Mi put down her chopsticks and looked at him.

"Yi Bai."

"Um?"

Have you missed me?

Fu Yibai paused for a moment while holding the teacup.

"think."

Yang Mi smiled and picked up another piece of duck intestine with her chopsticks, putting it into the pot.

"I miss you as well."

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

Yang Mi felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze, so she lowered her head and fiddled with her chopsticks in the bowl.

"Don't look at me like that..."

"What's wrong?"

"I...I can't help it."

"Can't help what?"

Yang Mi raised her head, met his gaze, and bit her lip.

I can't help but want to kiss you.

The private room fell silent for a moment.

The hot pot was still boiling, and steam rose up, forming a thin layer of mist between the two people.

Fu Yibai put down his teacup.

"Then don't hold back."

Yang Mi was stunned for a moment.

Then she stood up, walked around the table, and stood in front of him.

She looked down at him, her eyes glistening with tears.

She straddled Fu Yibai's lap, placed her hands on the armrests of his chair, and kissed him.

The moment their lips touched, Fu Yibai raised his hand and wrapped it around her waist.

Yang Mi wrapped her arms around his neck.

The kisses progressed from light to deep, from tentative to tender.

Her breathing became erratic, and the skin pressed against his began to burn.

It was a long time before the two parted ways.

Yang Mi buried her face in the crook of his neck, her whole body trembling.

It's not cold.

My heart is beating too fast.

Fu Yibai put his arm around her and gently stroked her back with his hand.

The hot pot was still boiling, and steam rose in bursts.

"It tastes bad, it smells like hot pot. Let's go home."

Yang Mi nestled in Fu Yibai's arms and said coquettishly.

"it is good."