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

Chapter 39 Fan Binbin's Thoughts

"Mr. Fu."

Liu Yan's voice pulled him back from his thoughts.

"General Manager Zhao just indicated that several leaders from General Manager Han's side might need to go ahead first. Would you like to go over there...?"

"it is good."

Fu Yibai handed the empty plate back to Liu Yan, straightened his suit, put on a proper and composed smile again, and walked towards the inner circle where Han Shanping was.

The social engagements to come will be "work" in another sense.

The celebration banquet was drawing to a close, and the noise subsided slightly.

After bidding farewell to Han Shanping and several other important figures, Fu Yibai was finally able to catch his breath.

Fan Binbin and Hu Jing were each surrounded by their agents or friends, exchanging final pleasantries.

Liu Yan had prepared Fu Yibai's coat and car keys in advance and was waiting quietly by an inconspicuous pillar.

"Let's go."

Fu Yibai walked towards her, his voice carrying a hint of weariness that was barely perceptible.

Liu Yan immediately followed, keeping a half-step distance, and asked in a low voice.

"Mr. Fu, shall we go back to the company?"

Fu Yibai glanced at Fan Binbin, who was chatting with someone with a smile not far away. She seemed to sense his gaze, turned around and looked at him, her eyes sparkling with a silent invitation.

"Go to Miss Fan's place."

Fu Yibai withdrew his gaze and said to Liu Yan.

"Drive me downstairs, then go home and rest. You don't need to get up too early tomorrow."

"Okay, Mr. Fu."

Liu Yan agreed, her face expressionless, but a faint trace of sadness, which she herself did not fully notice, flashed deep in her eyes.

She quickly composed herself, opened the car door for Fu Yibai, and waited until he was seated before going around to the driver's seat.

The car glided smoothly into the night.

Fu Yibai leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest.

However, his mind involuntarily began to sort out the various forces he had encountered tonight, assessing the intentions and values ​​behind those cooperation proposals.

Huayi's eagerness, Fiber Optics' tentative approach, Berna's pragmatism, Xiaoma Benteng's boldness, and Huace's keen insight...

Each company has its own unique resources and needs.

He needs to choose allies carefully, like playing chess, and balance relationships. He needs to leverage external forces for rapid development while ensuring that Morning Light Media's independence and core interests are not eroded.

In particular, artist management and potential future director support programs are key to building a content moat, and must be firmly in our own hands.

"Mr. Fu, we've arrived."

Liu Yan's soft voice rang out.

Fu Yibai opened his eyes, and outside the window was the familiar view of Fan Binbin's apartment building.

"You've worked hard, get home soon."

He opened the car door.

"See you tomorrow, Mr. Fu."

Liu Yan watched his tall figure walk into the apartment lobby until he disappeared before slowly starting the car and driving into the vast night.

She knew that tonight belonged to another woman.

All she can do is continue to play the role of a professional, reliable person who can provide him with moments of tenderness and relaxation when he needs it.

This is enough.

That's enough, at least for now.

As the elevator ascended, Fu Yibai entered the password and pushed open the apartment door.

A warm scent, mixed with Fan Binbin's usual perfume, wafts over you.

Fan Binbin hasn't returned yet, and considering the potential impact, the two of them can't travel back in the same car.

Fu Yibai took off his clothes and went into the bathroom.

The warm water washed over my body, cleansing away the lingering smell of cigarettes and alcohol from the banquet hall and the fatigue from the social engagements.

"System, settle the 'Search' transaction."

[Ding! The host requests settlement for the main sponsored work "Search"]

[System settlement in progress...]

[Based on the current impact of the work "Caught in the Web" (a comprehensive assessment including box office performance, media reviews, social buzz, and industry recognition)...]

[Settlement complete! Host has gained 22000 Influence Points.]

Current total points: 23000.

Please use this skill wisely to create more and more impactful works of art.

22000 points!

It has 4000 more points than "Black Coal, Thin Ice".

Fu Yibai was satisfied. With "Caught in the Web" grossing over 100 million yuan and generating phenomenal social discussion, this score was well-deserved.

Fu Yibai did not immediately choose to redeem the film. He planned to finish his filming duties for the year and use the remaining time to edit "No Country for Old Men" and handle company affairs.

Fu Yibai turned off the shower, dried himself with a large bath towel, loosely tied around his waist, and then walked out.

Only one floor lamp was on in the living room, its dim yellow light casting a warm glow over the room.

He poured himself a glass of water and had just sat down on the sofa when he heard the soft click of the keypad lock opening at the door.

Fan Binbin is back.

She closed the door behind her, leaned against it, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Under the dazzling lights, she was breathtakingly beautiful, yet she also carried a hint of weariness after the fading of glamour.

Upon seeing Fu Yibai in the living room, a soft smile instantly appeared in her eyes. She casually tossed her diamond-encrusted handbag onto the entryway cabinet, kicked off her high heels, and walked over barefoot onto the floor.

"Are you tired?"

Fu Yibai took a sip of water and calmly looked at her.

"Yeah, my face is all stiff from smiling."

Fan Binbin walked up to him, naturally sat in his lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, buried her face in his still damp neck, and took a deep breath.

"It's still more comfortable here."

Fu Yibai embraced her slender yet supple waist, his fingers unconsciously caressing the smooth fabric of her silk dress.

"Oxygen~"

Fan Binbin chuckled softly in his arms, her warm breath brushing against his skin.

She looked up at him intently, her red lips almost touching his.

"Thank you, Yibai."

I love you~

Her tone lacked its usual coquettishness and calculation, carrying an unusual seriousness, and even a hint of barely perceptible vulnerability.

Fu Yibai looked at the clear reflection in her eyes, said nothing, but lowered his head and kissed her lips.

The kiss began gently, but quickly turned passionate, carrying with it the lingering merriment of the victory celebration and the intimate longing unique to the night.

Fan Binbin responded enthusiastically, running her fingers through his slightly damp hair.

At some point, Fu Yibai picked her up and carried her to the bathroom.

The misty steam spread out, blurring the mirror and softening the light.

Fu Yibai placed her in the bathtub and then stepped in himself.

The confined space allowed for unrestricted skin-to-skin contact, and the warm water enveloped the body, fostering a certain emotional connection.

The rippling water reflected the dappled light from the overhead lamp, weaving a hazy symphony with suppressed breaths and splashing water.

Fan Binbin's arms were tightly wrapped around his back, her nails leaving shallow marks on his firm muscles, and a whimper that sounded like both pain and pleasure was swallowed up by the hot, humid air.

……

After a long time, everything calmed down.

Fu Yibai leaned against the edge of the bathtub, while Fan Binbin lay lazily on his chest. The water level was just above her shoulders, revealing only her slightly flushed cheeks and the wet hair that clung to her neck.

Both of them were calming their breathing.

"Yi Bai..."

Fan Binbin suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse from the past, but his tone was unusually clear.

"I want to terminate my contract with Huayi."

Fu Yibai's fingers, which were stroking her wet hair, paused slightly before resuming their normal movement.

"Why? Where are you unhappy?"

"I'm unhappy..."

However, the main reason is that I don't want to work for Huayi anymore.

My net worth has skyrocketed now, and as your woman, I'd rather work for you.