After laughing, Yin Chengjue realized that their posture was rather ambiguous.
After the commotion, Rong Yu had a few beads of sweat on her nose, her chest heaving, and her breathing slightly labored. One of her hands was pinned to the table by Yin Chengjue, while the other was on Yin Chengjue's shoulder, whether she was pushing him away or clinging to him, it was hard to tell.
When Rong Yu noticed that Yin Chengjue had suddenly stopped moving, she was a little surprised. She looked up and their eyes met.
Meeting Yin Chengjue's dark and deep eyes, Rong Yu made no attempt to look away, but boldly met his gaze directly, and the hand that was on Yin Chengjue's shoulder turned into a hook around Yin Chengjue's neck.
"Yin Chengjue, what are you looking at?" Rong Yu's lips curled up to the sides, and her peach blossom eyes naturally curved into two shallow crescent moons.
Yin Chengjue used his free hand to tap Rong Yu's chest: "I want to see how much sincerity you have, and where I am in your heart."
Rong Yu raised one long leg and hooked it around Yin Chengjue's narrow waist, laughing, "The spot where you are is a bit narrow and uncomfortable."
Yin Chengjue frowned slightly, his mood instantly souring.
Before Yin Chengjue could say anything, Rong Yu had already hooked her arm around Yin Chengjue's neck and stood up, leaning close to Yin Chengjue's ear and gently breathing in: "Because that's the apple of my eye."
Yin Chengjue chuckled and pulled Rong Yu closer to his waist, saying, "Why did you put me in such a dangerous place? What if I lose my balance and fall?"
Without hesitation, Rong Yu said, "Pick it up."
Yin Chengjue: "What if I fall and get smashed to pieces?"
Rong Yu: "Piece the bones back together, sew up the skin, and then put the flesh and blood back in."
Yin Chengjue: "..." Is it because my vitality is too strong, or your medical skills are too superb?
Yin Chengjue lightly pinched Rong Yu's waist and said, "Don't be so delusional."
Rong Yu's expression was very serious, her moist lips parting slightly: "I'm serious."
Yin Chengjue lowered his head and gently kissed Rong Yu's lips.
This was the best meal Yin Chengjue had eaten today. Although Rong Yu was a master chef, this was the only dish she had made that was truly delicious and suited Yin Chengjue's taste perfectly.
Therefore, Yin Chengjue humbly sought Rong Yu's advice on how to do it.
Rong Yu had always been accommodating to Yin Chengjue's requests, so he told him everything without reservation.
To make a good garlic fish cake, you first need to prepare a fish, a small amount of chopped green onions, an appropriate amount of minced garlic, a small amount of pepper, an appropriate amount of thirteen-spice powder, about 20 grams of cooking wine, and a spoonful of salt.
First, wash the fish meat with clean water. While washing, gently rub the fish meat with your fingertips to massage the whole fish, making sure to take care of the whole body, especially the soft belly.
Rong Yu taught him meticulously, and Yin Chengjue learned meticulously as well. His large hands kneaded and caressed the tender white fish meat, leaving no inch untouched.
After an unknown amount of time had passed during the massage, Rong Yu suddenly grabbed Yin Chengjue's hand, her ears turning slightly red, and said, "Brother, that's enough. You don't need to massage for so long, or the fish will spoil."
"Really?" Yin Chengjue's voice carried a hint of amusement. "Didn't you just say you wanted to massage my whole body thoroughly?"
"Hmm..."
Yin Chengjue chuckled and stopped teasing him. He flipped the kneaded fish over, added the prepared minced ginger, garlic, scallions, and salt to the fish, then poured in an appropriate amount of cooking wine and gently kneaded it. This step was to help the flavors penetrate better and improve the taste.
After doing all this, you can put the marinated fish into the prepared mortar and pestle, add the remaining seasonings, and then gently place the pestle on the mortar opening.
The pestle was clearly too big; it took quite a bit of effort to put it in.
Rong Yu's face, which had been flushed pink, turned pale. There was indeed a gap between ideals and reality. He had just been so enthusiastic and determined to pass on his culinary skills to Yin Chengjue, but now he was starting to regret it.
"How about... we just forget about it..." Rong Yu nudged Yin Chengjue's shoulder.
Yin Chengjue asked, "Why don't you keep calling me 'brother'?"
Rong Yu: "Brother... dear brother, let's not make this dish today. I'll teach you another day, another day... okay, brother~"
Yin Chengjue licked his slightly dry lips: "But I've followed your instructions to this crucial step. If I give up now, won't all my previous efforts be wasted?"
"No, no, we can, we can do it another way, I'll help you directly..."
Yin Chengjue interrupted him: "Even if you help me, I still won't know how. Why don't you teach me step by step, little chef?"
Yin Chengjue whispered the last three words into Rong Yu's ear.
"Okay..." Rong Yu reluctantly grabbed Yin Chengjue's hand and guided him to grasp the pestle that had failed to enter the mortar.
Rong Yu seemed to have thought of something, and a faint blush returned to her face. "Um... Brother, how about... how about we wet the pestle a little more and try again?"
As he spoke, he subconsciously tilted his head towards Yin Chengjue, accidentally bringing his rounded earlobe to Yin Chengjue's lips. Yin Chengjue took the reddened earlobe into his mouth and chuckled softly, "What? Is the little chef planning to teach me how to make garlic fish cakes again? Will he back out this time?"
"No, I won't go back on my word!" Rong Yu gritted her teeth, looking as if she was about to bravely face death.
Yin Chengjue ran his fingertips through his soft hair, ruffled it, and said, "I remember you have an action scene tomorrow, you have to be suspended by wires, so I'll let you off this time."
Rong Yu squeezed Yin Chengjue's hand, seemingly somewhat displeased: "Brother..."
Yin Chengjue: "You'd better teach me properly next time, and don't go back on your word again."
"Um……"
The two helped each other with the cleanup work in the kitchen, and then went to the bathroom together.
The next day, Rong Yu got up early and rushed to the film set. When Yin Chengjue woke up, the other side of the bed was already cold.
A phrase involuntarily flashed through Yin Chengjue's mind: ruthless and heartless...
Hmm, using this to describe Rong Yu seems a little inappropriate.
Yin Chengjue quickly tidied his clothes and went to his office. He had just sat down when Shang Liu pushed the door open and walked in.
Yes, we've come at just the right time.
Yin Chengjue gestured for Shang Liu to sit down and asked his assistant Guan to make two cups of coffee.
“I want to register a new company, mainly focusing on game development and animation production,” Yin Chengjue said to Shang Liu. “Novels, comics, animation, live-action filming, games—if we can connect these into a complete chain, it will undoubtedly be beneficial to us. We can even use the artists’ personalities as a standard, assign authors labels based on these labels, and then select the best works for filming.”
Yin Chengjue: "Because the script is tailor-made for the artists, the script for a new artist's first drama is a natural performance, so it is not easy to make mistakes."
Shang Liu frowned as he listened: "This would require bringing in too many technical talents, which is not very realistic."
Yin Chengjue: "Take it one step at a time. This can't be rushed. Let's start with the animation adaptation. When we sign a contract for a novel, we'll also sign the rights for the animation and film adaptations at the same time. This will make production and promotion easier." As he spoke, Yin Chengjue pushed his previous plan materials in front of Shang Liu: "Take a look. The profits from doing these things will only increase. As long as we do our best, we won't lose money."
Shang Liu quietly flipped through the pages, pointed out some issues, and raised an eyebrow slightly: "It seems that President Yin doesn't want to limit himself to training artists."
“Single-track development has limitations,” Yin Chengjue gently blew on the steam from his coffee cup. “More and more people are entering this industry, and more and more new artists are emerging. The market will gradually become saturated, and audiences will experience aesthetic fatigue. They won’t have a deep memory of new artists, or artists who don’t have any explosive points or special characteristics. As a result, these artists can only be eliminated by the market’s selection process and can only wait for the next opportunity.”
Yin Chengjue took a sip of coffee, frowned slightly, added a little milk, and then said, "There aren't many actors who can become famous with just one drama. Most actors are drowned out by various similar films and television dramas. We can't always rely on gambling to see which artist in the company will become famous. That's too inefficient."
Shang Liu: "So you're planning to approach it from another angle?"
Yin Chengjue: "You can't put all your eggs in one basket. If the artists in the company aren't performing well, you can earn money from other sources. There's always a way to go. Otherwise, if you rely on the popularity and traffic of a group of artists to support the company, it's easy to run into problems."
"Knock, knock, knock!" There was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
The door was immediately pushed open, and Sally strode in, creating a gust of wind: "President Yin, have you ever offended Haolin before? Why is that bastard always picking on us!"
Yin Chengjue was taken aback: "Who is Haolin?"
Sally: "It's Mingqian's manager!"
Yin Chengjue took a few seconds to realize that this was not his previous life. He hadn't signed Ming Qian to Huansheng, so Ming Qian was now with Chang Yue's entertainment company, and her manager was naturally not from Huansheng.
"Haolin's methods have always been shady, but he manages to achieve his goals through them," Shang Liu explained simply. "Dealing with him isn't difficult, it's just that the process can be very unpleasant."
"That's why I want to know, what did Huansheng do to offend him? He's always targeting us. You can't just fleece one person at a time. Is his brain even human?" Sally said indignantly.
Yin Chengjue: "What exactly happened?"
Sally: "Quickly watch the replay of the GCD boy band's interview! You'll understand after watching it!"
After the brother's debut tour ended, there was a backstage interview segment. Yin Chengjue was watching the performance at the venue, and when he went backstage after the show, they had already finished the interview. Yin Chengjue didn't pay much attention to it. Today happens to be the day the interview is broadcast. Judging from Sally's appearance, there is probably something wrong with the interview.
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