Black Lotus is reborn. Hush! Just lie down and be quiet.

At the end of October, Xia Qingqing went to Hong Kong again to hold a meeting with the employees of the film and television company and distributed big red envelopes. If the movie made money, rewards must be given, otherwise the employees would have no motivation to work.

As for Mai Ye, she gave him some shares in the company, which moved him so much that he drank too much at the company dinner and ran over drunkenly to toast Xia Qingqing.

"Xia... Mr. Xia, a man will die for his confidant. You are my mentor and my confidant. I... I am willing to give my life for you... Cheers!"

Mai Ye's tongue was swollen and he couldn't speak clearly. He also recognized the wrong person and hugged Xia Mingchen's arm to show his loyalty.

"I don't want your life, just make a good movie and make a lot of money for the company!"

Xia Mingchen clinked glasses with him and took the opportunity to PUA him. Mai Ye nodded vigorously with drunken eyes and shouted that he wanted to make a unique horror film in the world, the kind that could be written into film history, not only a box office success, but also win major awards.

"I'm Mugino, the future great director. Cheers!"

"I am Zhou Xingxing, a future superstar. Cheers!"

Mai Ye's eyes were red as he clinked glasses with Zhou Xingxing. They were both drunk and so drunk that they didn't even know their own last names, but they still hadn't forgotten their dreams.

The two men drank the wine in their glasses in one gulp, put their arms around each other's shoulders, and went to toast with others in a crooked manner.

Many people got drunk at the dinner that night. Shui Lihua also drank too much and cried while hugging Jin Yinghui.

"I can not only play a vixen, I can also play a decent woman. It's just that they have no vision..."

"Yes, they have no vision!"

Jin Yinghui hugged her to comfort her.

"Next time I must make a movie that can be shown in the mainland. I...I will book the entire theater and invite those guys who look down on others to watch it. I will let them see how good I am at acting. I am an excellent actor, not a vixen!"

Shui Lihua had been holding back her anger for more than ten years, and today all of it was released.

"How's your movie going?"

Xia Qingqing came over and chatted with him.

Jin Yinghui wrote a zombie comedy script, which is a typical commercial film. Xia Qingqing read the script and thought it was very good, but she couldn't find a suitable director for a while.

Originally, they wanted Mai Ye to shoot the film, but Mai Ye felt that he was not good at shooting this kind of subject matter, so he suggested that Jin Yinghui shoot it himself and he would provide guidance from the side.

When Jin Yinghui was at the Shanghai Film Studio, he worked as an assistant director for a period of time. He also had ideas about becoming a director, so he was forced to take the plunge and Xia Qingqing approved 300,000 yuan for him.

“It will be finished next month.”

Jin Yinghui was nervous. It was his first time filming a movie and he had no confidence. Mai Ye was always there to encourage him and even used himself as an example. Mai Ye played a big role in his ability to persevere until now.

"Don't be too stressed. There's no doubt that your script is fine. As long as you don't make a bad movie, you won't lose money."

Xia Qingqing saw through his thoughts. The box office success of Mai Ye boosted Jin Yinghui's morale, and he also wanted to make a box office hit movie.

But the box office is a mysterious thing. Before the movie is released, no one knows the result and everything is left to fate.

Jin Yinghui felt a little comforted, and his thoughts have changed a lot.

Before filming, he was very ambitious and felt that he could definitely make a hit movie that would be a box office hit, even higher than Mai Ye's.

After filming started, he felt that there was no need to set too high standards for himself, nor to compete with Mai Ye. It would be good if the film could sell for two or three million.

Up to now, he just wanted to make sure his boss didn't lose money, and then everything would be fine.

The mental journey is as tortuous as that of college entrance examination students.

After staying in Hong Kong for a few days, Xia Qingqing went back. She made a lot of money on this trip, including dividends from the film and television company, hair growth shampoo, ice skin cream, hair growth agent, etc. Because they sold so well, she could get a large sum of money every quarter.

As for the paper company, Secretary Xu and Manager Liu are both very capable. It will be on the right track soon and we will be able to share dividends then.

With the addition of the garment factory and the supermarket, even if she just lies down and does nothing, she can still earn a lot of money every day.

In mid-November, Xia Qingqing returned to Shanghai with a lot of gifts. Her car was parked near the airport, which was very convenient.

We went to Ping'an Lane first. The entrance of the convenience store was still very lively. Uncle Li and Uncle Liu were playing mahjong, and Sister Xu was standing by watching.

"I have no regrets about losing the card. Liu Shimei, do you have any shame at your age?"

"I didn't drop it. I have it in my hand. Li Shiren, you are old and your eyes are blurry. Stop talking nonsense!"

"You are old and your eyes are blurry. I am two months and eighteen days younger than you, Liu Shimei, you are such a shameless bastard."

"Who is shameless? Li Shiren, tell me clearly, who is shameless? Who was the one who went to Xiaofang and said nonsense back then? If it weren't for your lies, Xiaofang and I would have been together a long time ago!"

"What nonsense did I say? I told Xiaofang that Li Xiulian liked you. Do you think I was wrong?"

"Do you need to tell me about my affairs? I don't have a mouth of my own? Li Shiren, you are just a Huang Shiren!"

I don’t know what words touched their hearts today, but Uncle Li and Uncle Liu were like black-eyed chickens, cursing each other and not even playing mahjong anymore.

Uncle Li is tall and mighty, while Uncle Liu is short and thin. The two men are confronting each other and are obviously not on the same level, but Uncle Liu is in particularly high spirits today and can't stop cursing.

"It's obvious that you like Xiaofang and deliberately broke us up. Humph, you didn't marry Xiaofang. Li Shiren, you wasted your efforts in vain, you deserve it!"

Uncle Liu sneered and mocked. This was his greatest comfort. If Li Shiren married Xiaofang, he would be so angry that he died.

"I didn't have a partner at that time, and neither did Xiaofang. We were unmarried, so what's wrong with me liking her? Liu Shimei, you are Chen Shimei, two-timing, with evil intentions. Xiaofang will never marry you!"

Uncle Li snorted heavily through his nose. Not marrying Xiaofang was his biggest regret.

"Uncle Li, Uncle Liu, you've been arguing for your whole lives, isn't it just because of Xiaofang?"

After listening for a long time, Sister Xu finally realized what was going on. No wonder the two old men were like enemies. It turned out that they were two men fighting for one woman.

Tsk...it turns out that men will only be content when they are hung on the wall.

Xia Qingqing came in carrying a lot of bags and heard the quarrel between the two old men. She was now very curious about how beautiful Xiaofang was that these two old men had been jealous of her for their entire lives.

She still remembers how the song went, "There is a girl in the village named Xiaofang, with long and thick braids..."

Maybe every man has a Xiaofang in his heart that he will think about for the rest of his life, right?

"Of course not. Am I such a narrow-minded person? I just can't stand him, Liu Shimei!"

"I think I'm used to you?"

Uncle Li and Uncle Liu refused to admit it, they just couldn't stand each other.

"Is Xiaofang very pretty?" Xia Qingqing asked curiously.

"Of course she's pretty, with big twinkling eyes, a face like an apple, long and thick braids, and a laugh like a winter radish, crisp and crisp. She's prettier than you, Xiao Xia!"

When talking about Xiaofang, Uncle Li became excited, gesturing as he spoke. In his description, Xiaofang was more beautiful than the four beauties.

"None of the female stars on TV nowadays can compare to Xiaofang. She sings beautifully too, with her figure and voice, like a fairy!"

Uncle Liu also fell into beautiful memories, and the wrinkles on his face were sparkling with pink bubbles.

"Prettier than Qingqing? Not really? I've never seen a woman prettier than Qingqing!"

Sister Xu showed obvious suspicion.