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

Chapter 115 Gao Yuanyuan, who was just giving up

"What's wrong with you lately? I heard you're not feeling well."

"You won't go to movies or TV shows that offer you roles?"

Gao Yuanyuan shifted her body and nestled into Fu Yibai's arms.

"Nothing much, I just feel a bit tired and want to rest."

Fu Yibai looked down at her, gently stroking her back with his hand.

"Rest if you're tired, it's not like I can't afford to support you."

Gao Yuanyuan raised her head, her eyes slightly red, but she smiled through her eyes.

"I like hearing that."

She paused, then buried her face back in his chest, her voice muffled.

"Actually, it's not entirely because I'm tired... it's just that I feel like I used to take on so many roles without really knowing why."

So what if you become famous? So what if you don't?

In the end, I was still fooled by scum for four years.

Fu Yibai didn't say anything, but continued to gently pat her back.

Gao Yuanyuan continued in a low voice, "I saw the news that day."

The celebration banquet was such a big event, with so many reporters. If I went, I would definitely be bombarded with questions about Zhang Yadong.

I don't want to face those things.

"So you just stay home and eat potato chips?"

"Um……"

Gao Yuanyuan looked up, her face slightly flushed.

"Isn't that pathetic?"

Fu Yibai looked at her. Her face was bare of makeup, like a girl next door. Her eyes were red, but she stubbornly refused to let the tears fall.

"A little."

Gao Yuanyuan was stunned for a moment, then punched him in the chest.

"Can't you just try to comfort me?"

"Will coaxing you work?"

"...It's no use."

Gao Yuanyuan laughed at herself, but as she laughed, tears fell down her face.

Fu Yibai raised his hand and used his thumb to wipe away the tears on her face.

"Cry if you want to, and then go about your business."

Gao Yuanyuan nodded, buried her face in his chest, and her shoulders trembled slightly.

She didn't cry out loud, but silently shed tears, as if squeezing out the grievances of the past few years little by little.

Fu Yibai held her like that, patting her back gently, like he was comforting a child.

As he was patting, Fu Yibai's hand went to places it shouldn't have.

"Yibai~"

"Um?"

"Your hand..."

"What happened to your hand?"

"You bad guy~"

Gao Yuanyuan snuggled closer to him.

"Don't you like it?"

I like it~

Carry me back to the bedroom~

"it is good."

Then, Fu Yibai carried Gao Yuanyuan to the bedroom.

The next morning, when Fu Yibai opened his eyes, Gao Yuanyuan was still fast asleep.

He gently removed her arm from his waist and got out of bed.

"Are you leaving?"

Gao Yuanyuan's soft, sleepy voice rang out from behind.

"Yes, I have other things to do at the company."

Gao Yuanyuan threw off the covers, got out of bed, and tiptoed to kiss his lips.

"Be careful on the road."

"it is good."

Fu Yibai put on his coat, walked to the door, and glanced back at her.

Gao Yuanyuan stood at the bedroom door, wearing his shirt, her long hair loose, her face flushed from just waking up.

"Don't bother seeing me off, it's cold outside."

"Um."

Gao Yuanyuan nodded, but did not go back to bed. She just leaned against the door frame and looked at him.

The door closed, blocking the view.

Gao Yuanyuan stood for a while, then went back to bed and buried her face in the pillow.

She took a deep breath, and a smile slowly appeared on her lips.

January 25th, Chenxi Media.

Fu Yibai sat in his office, flipping through the year-end summaries submitted by various departments.

Liu Yan pushed open the door and came in, holding an invitation in her hand.

"Mr. Fu, the finished product of 'Soldiers Sortie' has arrived. Director Kang Honglei is asking when you'll have time to take a look?"

"Tell him you'll see it this afternoon."

Liu Yan placed the invitation on the table.

"And this is an invitation to CCTV's New Year's Eve Gala, inviting you to attend as a guest."

Fu Yibai took it, glanced at it, and casually put it aside.

"Reply to them that I'm flying to Los Angeles immediately and won't have time to attend."

"OK."

In the afternoon, Fu Yibai and Kang Honglei, along with several senior executives and artists who happened to be at the company, watched two episodes of the completed series "Soldiers Sortie".

It wasn't much different from what Fu Yibai had seen in his previous life.

It can definitely be called a masterpiece among military-themed works.

"General Manager Zhao, General Manager Wang."

You two will be hosting the screening of "Soldiers Sortie".

The requirement is that the initial broadcast rights cost no less than 20 yuan per episode.

Back in his office, Fu Yibai handed over the task of the film screening to others.

"Yes, Mr. Fu."

"Mr. Fu, will you be able to come back for this year's annual meeting?"

With more than a month to go before the Chinese New Year, preparations for the annual meeting have already begun.

I will try my best.

The company has been doing very well this year, so let's have a great annual meeting.

The prize pool has been increased by another two million.

"Yes, Mr. Fu."

Although the two of them, as executives, did not participate in the lottery, they were still very happy to have such a generous boss.

"Okay, go down."

Fu Yibai waved his hand.

After the two left, Fu Yibai began to handle the cleanup work before their departure.

On December 27, news came from Franchise Entertainment that the fine cut of "Inception" had been completed and special effects production was about to begin.

Fu Yibai is also preparing to set off for Los Angeles again.

That evening, he went to Gao Yuanyuan's house again and spent the night with her.

The other person was clearly in much better condition than the last time we met.