The entertainment industry is a contradictory entity that is both closed and open.
To outsiders, things in the entertainment industry are shrouded in mystery, but to those inside, many things are easy to understand.
Having been around here for decades, Sister Fang could naturally see Chu Yi's strength and that his family background was by no means ordinary.
"If you can win Chu Yi's heart, your career will be smooth sailing and you will achieve great success."
Qiao Zhenghong frowned slightly: "But Chu Yi treats me coldly, and I can't even get close to her."
Fang Jie tossed down a stack of photos, and Qiao Zhenghong looked at them in surprise.
The photo above showed Chu Yi in an intimate pose with a strange man.
"This is... ..."
Fang Jie crossed her arms and said, "She's cold to you because she already has a boyfriend. This is her boyfriend. You should think of a way to 'steal' him from her boyfriend. That's what you're best at."
Qiao Zhenghong looked at the man in the photo. He had dark skin, wore glasses, and looked honest and introverted.
He couldn't believe it: "How could I lose to a guy like that?"
"Do you think you're so great? Besides your glamorous appearance, what else do you have to offer?" Fang Jie glanced at the other woman. "If the company didn't clean up your messes, you would have been despised by everyone long ago."
He paused, then continued, "Now, your most important task is to win over Chu Yi, develop your career, and make money for the company. Otherwise, the company will continue to allocate resources to you."
After saying that, Sister Fang left.
Qiao Zhenghong lowered his head, looked at Fei Jie and related information, and fell into deep thought.
After Chu Yi warned Qiao Zhenghong, things seemed to calm down considerably.
Chu Yi maintained her daily life, practicing singing, managing the company, releasing albums... ...., keeping herself very busy.
... ...
Chengdu.
These days, Chu Fang stays in his hometown, wandering around like a good-for-nothing.
Seeing this, Chu's father said, "Go back to Shanghai. I'll take care of things at home."
“I’ll be bored back in Shanghai, so I’ll stay home and keep you two company.”
His life in Shanghai was quite ordinary: taking his children to school, digging soil to plant vegetables, picking his children up from school, and having meals together as a family of four—and the day would pass by.
He has maintained this lifestyle ever since he had two children.
After lunch, Chu's mother and her sisters came over to play mahjong.
Upon seeing that Chu Fang was still at home, the sisters said in a few words, "Chu Fang's mother, you really don't know how lucky you are."
"What's wrong?" Chu's mother asked, puzzled.
"Chu Fang bought a villa in Shanghai, with a nanny to take care of him and all kinds of entertainment facilities. You actually only want to stay in your hometown."
"Exactly, I really don't know what to say about you."
"If I were you, I would have moved to Shanghai long ago and enjoyed that kind of affluent life."
"Going to those so-called high-end shopping malls every day and frequenting luxurious places is simply a pleasure."
"How about I become Chu Fang's mother? I'd be willing to live that kind of life."
An aunt asked Chu Fang, "Chu Fang, are you planning to have another mother?"
Chu Fang smiled wryly: "Aunt Liu, don't tease me."
Chu's mother muttered softly, "I just don't want to go to Shanghai. What's so good about it?"
"It's fine if you don't go to Shanghai, but don't stop Chu Fang from going there. Chu Fang has a career, family, and children in Shanghai, but now he's staying in Chengdu because of you. Look at the huge mess you've made."
Chu's mother: "It was my own choice that my daughter wanted to stay by my side."
“I admit that makes sense,” one of the aunties nodded. “But as a mother, can you bear to stay by your side and let Chu Fang be thousands of miles away from his wife and children?”
“Think back to when you were a child. You wouldn’t even let Chu Fang stay a step away from you. You need to learn to put yourself in his shoes.”
Chu's mother fell silent, pushed away the mahjong tiles, and went into the house, saying as she went, "You're all ganging up on me, I'm not playing anymore, I'm not playing anymore."
After Chu's mother left, several aunties asked Chu Fang to play mahjong with them. After playing all afternoon, he was no match for these seasoned veterans. He lost more than a thousand yuan in a game of mahjong that cost only one yuan.
As they left, the aunties were all smiles.
Aunt Liu pulled Chu Fang aside and said, "Chu Fang, don't worry about your mother. We'll take care of her here. You should go back to Shanghai."
"I'm fine in Shanghai too," Chu Fang said with a smile and a shake of his head.
"You," Aunt Liu sighed, "I would be so grateful if my son were half as filial as you."
After the aunties left, Chu Fang cooked dinner. The family of three ate, and as night fell, they went upstairs to rest and prepare for bed.
That's what rural life is like: working at sunrise and resting at sunset.
In the city, people seem to be full of energy even when they stay up until the early hours of the morning, but in the countryside, they feel sleepy as early as eight or nine o'clock.
Chu Fang lay down, and Zhong Tingyue sent a video call. As soon as he opened it, he saw his daughter's face.
"Dad, when are you coming home?" Chu Jin pouted, looking aggrieved.
Chu Fang said, "And what's wrong with you, Duanzi?"
"Your wife beat me up again." Tears welled up in Chu Jin's eyes.
A calm voice came from beside her: "Who taught you to use such words to address me?"
Chu Jin changed her form of address: "My mom beat me up again."
“Tell me in front of your father why I beat you up,” Zhong Tingyue’s exquisitely beautiful face squeezed in.
Chu Jin retorted, "You're just jealous that I'm smarter than you!"
Zhong Tingyue said, "You have the nerve to call yourself smart? You're shameless! You give gifts to those game streamers, let them carry you to higher ranks, and then after they carry you, you turn around and ask for a refund because you're a minor."
"Others work hard, and you make them work for free!"
"Chu Jin, are you human?"
Chu Fang: "... ...."
Chu Jin continued to argue, "But I am indeed a minor, and that is my right."
After saying that, Zhong Tingyue used the feather duster to hit her daughter. What followed was chaos in Chu Fang's view, with the sound of Chu Jin being beaten coming from the receiver.
After a while, Chu Zhiye's face appeared on the screen and he said, "Dad, you should go home now. Hmm... I don't really care, I really don't care."
"But Mom misses you so much. If you don't come home soon, Chu Jin will be beaten to death."
Chu Fang looked at his son's face, which was calm and unchanged, but he could sense that his son still had some lingering affection in his heart.
Chu Fang has been taking care of the two children since they were born.
They were very dependent on Chu Fang, even more so than on Zhong Tingyue.
These days I've been away from home, and the two children seem completely out of it.
He sighed: "In a while, I'll take Grandpa and Grandma back to Shanghai to see you."
Chu Zhi nodded: "Okay."
After chatting briefly with Zhong Tingyue, Chu Fang ended the call, put down his phone, lay on the bed, and looked at the moon outside.
... ...
In the next room, Chu's mother sat on the bed, her head bowed.
Chu's father asked, "Why are you looking so down?"
Chu's mother's voice was filled with disappointment: "Isn't it bad that I've made my little darling stay in Shu?"
"Hmm... a little." Chu's father sat down next to him.
“I told him he didn’t need to stay by my side.”
"Your son is worried about you."
Chu's mother raised her head, looking completely innocent: "So I was wrong?"
“You’re not wrong either,” Chu’s father said. “You have your own considerations, and that’s understandable.”
"So what should I do?"
"Hmm... whatever you want." Father Chu patted his wife's head. "You don't need to blame yourself. Think about it from a different perspective. When our son was young, you accompanied him. Now that you're old, he should accompany you. That's only natural."
Even so, Chu's mother was still upset.
... ...
The next day, after finishing breakfast, Chu's mother went to her parents' tomb early in the morning.
"Mom and Dad, did I do something wrong?" Chu's mother knelt down in front of the tomb. "I have a coin in my hand. I tossed it up. If it lands on 'heads', I will go to Shanghai; if it lands on 'flushes', I will stay in my hometown."
"Whether I stay or leave is the choice of the two of you."
After saying that, Chu's mother tossed a coin, which spun several times before landing on the ground with a 'flower' on it.
Chu's mother immediately fell silent.
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