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Chapter 67 Penguins Arrive



Chapter 67 Penguins Arrive

Li Yitong was awakened by her biological clock in the early morning. The spot next to her was already empty. The intimacy of last night still washed over her body like a tide. She rubbed her sore waist.

"Awake?" Lin Feng hung up the phone and walked in, holding her pajamas. "Get up and wash up quickly, we still need to pick up those two little ones later."

Li Yitong took the pajamas and deliberately leaned closer to him: "It's all your fault, my whole body aches now."

"Who told certain people to insist on..." Lin Feng's words were cut off as she covered his mouth, her face flushed.

"Don't say it!" She pushed him, turned and ran into the bathroom, her cheeks flushed in the mirror.

When the car stopped downstairs at the apartment building, Tian Xiwei was dragging Liu Haochun towards the door. "Haochun, hurry up, Brother Feng must be getting impatient!"

She complained, but her steps were slow and her eyelids were drooping, making her look like a cat that hadn't woken up yet.

"Coming, coming." Liu Haochun, carrying their training materials, jogged to catch up with her. "I've organized yesterday's etiquette class notes. Would you like to take a look?"

"No," Tian Xiwei shook her head like a rattle drum. "Just thinking about having to memorize those rules like 'smile in front of the media' and 'don't swear casually' gives me a headache."

As soon as she got into the car, Tian Xiwei slumped into the back seat and wailed, "Brother Feng, when is this training going to end? It's even more annoying than going to class at school!"

Lin Feng glanced at her in the rearview mirror: "The initial training mainly taught you how to behave as celebrities. Now that you're a somewhat famous star, when you go back to school, classmates will definitely ask you for autographs and photos. If I don't teach you some manners, what if you say something inappropriate and get into trouble?"

"I'm not that stupid..." Tian Xi muttered, but didn't argue anymore. She remembered what the training teacher said yesterday: a newcomer was criticized by the whole internet for half a month because he casually complained about his seniors in an interview. She was indeed a little scared.

"Don't worry, it'll only be a few days," Lin Feng reassured you. "Study hard, and I'll cook you a big meal tonight."

"Really?" Tian Xiwei instantly perked up, her eyes shining like stars. "I want shredded pork with green peppers! And cucumber salad too!"

"I'll make it all for you," Lin Feng agreed with a smile, then turned to Liu Haochun and asked, "What would Haochun like to eat?"

Liu Haochun thought for a moment and said softly, "Anything is fine, anything Brother Feng makes is delicious."

In the company's training room, the instructor was lecturing on "Celebrity Social Etiquette." Tian Xiwei was leaning on the table, drawing little figures on her notebook with her finger, but her ears were secretly perked up. The instructor said that you should greet your seniors proactively and use both hands when handing things over. These things didn't seem too hard to remember.

Liu Haochun listened attentively, her notebook filled with notes, and she even secretly glanced at Tian Xiwei.

Lin Feng sat in his office, the computer screen in front of him displaying the movie's real-time box office data: 25 million yesterday, 2.55 million cumulatively. He estimated that, at this rate, the cumulative total could reach around 380 million in ten days, and if it held up for another twenty days, breaking 500 million should be no problem.

"Not bad." He muttered to himself, his fingertips tapping lightly on the table. Five hundred million in box office revenue is enough for Fengrui Films to gain a foothold in the industry.

He opened the folder, which contained outlines for several new scripts, one each in the suspense, youth, and realistic genres, but he hadn't yet decided which one to film.

His phone suddenly rang, and the screen displayed "Mr. Wang (Penguin)". He answered the phone, his tone relaxed: "Good morning, Mr. Wang".

"Director Lin, busy?" Mr. Wang's voice was tinged with amusement. "I need to talk to you about something. I'm bringing someone over this afternoon to discuss a potential collaboration. Is that convenient?"

"Of course it's convenient," Lin Feng raised an eyebrow. "I couldn't be happier if you came in person."

If someone from Tencent shows up right after I hang up the phone, they're probably here to discuss a new collaboration.

While eating her takeout lunch, Tian Xi sighed, holding her lunchbox, "The training is so boring, I'm even dozing off."

"Were you not listening carefully?" Lin Feng teased her deliberately. "I'm going to do spot checks, and if you don't pass, I won't take you on the trip."

"Tourism?" Tian Xiwei looked up instantly. "What kind of tourism?"

"Forgot?" Raymond Lam raised an eyebrow. "We agreed that if the box office performed well, I'd take you guys to the grasslands."

"Wow!" Tian Xi almost jumped up. "I'll definitely listen carefully! I promise I'll remember it all!"

Liu Haochun's eyes lit up: "The grassland...aren't there lots of cattle and sheep?"

"Yes," Raymond Lam nodded, "we can also ride horses and look at the stars."

Li Yitong said with a smile, "It seems that food and travel are the best motivations."

At 2:30 p.m., Lin Feng waited downstairs at the company a few minutes early. The sun was a bit strong, so he stood in the shade of a tree and watched the black minivan approaching from a distance.

The car door opened, and Mr. Wang got out first, then turned to the side and gestured "please" to the people inside.

A middle-aged man stepped out of the car, dressed in a dark suit, his hair neatly combed, his eyes sharp yet unassuming.

President Wang stood beside him, his posture subtly respectful, suggesting that this man held a higher position than President Wang.

"Director Lin, thank you for waiting." President Wang greeted him with a smile, stepping aside to introduce him, "This is Mr. Li Zhaohui, the general manager of the investment department of Tencent's headquarters, who is mainly in charge of the film and television sector."

"Hello, Mr. Li." Lin Feng extended his hand.

Li Zhaohui grasped his hand with just the right amount of pressure, his gaze lingering on his face for a couple of seconds before he smiled and said, "Director Lin, you are indeed a promising young man. I've heard from President Wang that you're quite capable, and seeing you today, you're even more outstanding than the rumors suggest."

"Mr. Li, you flatter me," Lin Feng said politely. "Please come upstairs, let's chat."

As they entered the company, the employees all secretly glanced at the guests. Old Yang quickly stepped forward and greeted them: "President Li, President Wang, this way please." Lin Feng gave Li Yitong a wink, and she immediately understood, turning around to prepare coffee.

In the office, Li Yitong served three cups of hand-drip coffee, their aroma rich and mellow. "Thank you." Li Zhaohui picked up his cup, took a small sip, and glanced at the poster for "The Beginning" and the movie's box office chart on the wall, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes.

"You can all leave now," Mr. Wang said to his entourage, then looked at Lin Feng, "Director Lin, should your people also step aside for a moment?"

"Okay." Lin Feng gave Lao Yang and Li Yitong a look, and the two quietly left, closing the door behind them.

The three of them were left alone in the office, and the air instantly became quiet, with only the gentle breeze from the air conditioner stirring the curtains.

Li Zhaohui put down his coffee cup and got straight to the point: "Director Lin, to be honest, we've come here this time to invest in Fengrui Film & Television."

Lin Feng wasn't surprised, but his face showed just the right amount of astonishment: "Investing in our company? Mr. Li, you're joking. Our company is just starting out, with only a handful of employees. How could it be worth such a large investment from Tencent?"

"Director Lin, you're being modest," Li Zhaohui laughed. "Leaving aside our recent collaboration, 'The Beginning,' even just looking at the movies currently showing in theaters, this achievement surpasses many established companies. What we value isn't the company's current size, but its potential. Most importantly, we value you as a person."

"You've got your eye on me?" Lin Feng raised an eyebrow and leaned forward slightly. "Mr. Li, why don't you tell me what you've got your eye on? I'm just a student about to enter my second year of university. In terms of experience, there are plenty of directors who are more experienced than me."


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