"Nonsense, I'm not bragging. Anything produced by Chen Tianming is a masterpiece."
"Then Director Chen, what are you afraid of? Miao Miao's reputation has been excellent recently. Why doesn't Director Chen strike while the iron is hot?"
Chen Tianming pondered for a moment. "What you said isn't entirely unreasonable. Cough, cough, it's not impossible."
Zeng Nian watched Chen Tianming with a smile.
"Wait a minute, I didn't come to talk to you about the movie. I came to talk about the variety show. Everything is almost ready on my end. Have you told Miao Miao?"
Zeng Nian chuckled wryly. "Shouldn't you be the one to tell Miao Miao yourself?"
"Didn't we agree on this before?" Chen Tianming suddenly realized and looked at Zeng Nian in surprise. "You didn't forget to tell Miao Miao, did you?"
"Sorry, sorry, I've been a bit busy these past few days."
Chen Tianming understood. He finally knew why Master Wen had been subtly asking him about how things were going. It turned out Miao Miao still didn't know.
"I've been busy with next year's plans and the Lotus Awards, so I forgot," Zeng Nian apologized. "I'll tell her tomorrow, I'll tell her tomorrow."
Chen Tianming finally breathed a sigh of relief and stood up from the sofa. "Alright, my car is still waiting outside. I'll be heading back now. If it can be released smoothly around New Year's Day, I'll let you know."
"Okay, Director Chen, drive safely."
After Chen Tianming left, Zeng Nian rubbed his head and walked out of the office.
"Sister, the Lotus Awards have concluded, and the boss has an excellent reputation online."
Zeng Nian nodded. "Everyone worked hard today. You can all go home now. I'll give you bonuses during the holidays."
"Thank you, Sister Nian."
"Go ahead."
...
"It's so cold," Fang Miao Miao said, wrapped in her down jacket. "Why did it suddenly get so cold?"
"I'm warming Mom's hands."
"Thank you, my dear An An."
"Mom, you were so beautiful on stage, so lovely. Mom, you are a fairy."
"Hahaha, An An, your mouth is so sweet."
"You two, stop chatting and go take a bath to warm up so you don't catch a cold. The underfloor heating will take a while to get working," Wen Zhi Yan said apologetically. He had been so mesmerized watching Miao Miao from below that he had forgotten to turn on the underfloor heating.
"Okay."
"Go on."
Wen Zhi Yan went to the study to discuss some matters with his partner. Just as he was about to end the video call and return to the bedroom, his phone rang.
He answered it.
"Is something wrong?"
"Uncle, when are you coming back to manage the Wen Corporation?" Wen Wen Lan looked at the documents on his desk, on the verge of tears. "I can't hold on any longer."
Wen Zhi Yan leaned against the desk. "I've checked, and the Wen Corporation's stock has been rising recently. You're doing quite well."
"But I don't like managing a company. Uncle, you know I like acting. I like experiencing different lives in plays."
Wen Zhi Yan was silent for a moment. "You're currently experiencing the life of a CEO."
Wen Wen Lan was stunned for a long time before saying softly, "Uncle, are you serious?"
"Yes, believe in yourself. If you really don't like it, hand the company over to your father, or hire an experienced CEO. You just need to check in occasionally."
Wen Wen Lan on the other end of the phone held back for a long time before saying, "Then, Mr. Wen Zhi Yan, can I hire you?"
Wen Zhi Yan: "..."
Just as Wen Wen Lan was about to say more, he realized his call had been hung up.
"Why are you unhappy?"
"I got annoyed by someone," Wen Zhi Yan said with a smile. "Wen Wen Lan doesn't want to manage the company, so I gave him some advice, and he used that advice against me."
Fang Miao Miao touched Wen Zhi Yan, her expression a mix of amusement and helplessness. "Let's not talk to them. Let's go take a bath and then go to sleep. I'm so tired today."
"Okay, I'll go take a bath."
Fang Miao Miao snuggled into the covers, looking at the ceiling and sighing. Time passed so quickly. She had been in this world for so long, and she had even been proposed to.
She raised her hand and gazed intently at the diamond ring on her finger. "Grandma, did you see? Miao Miao has gained another star of her own. Miao Miao is living a very happy life in this lifetime."
After Wen Zhi Yan finished his bath and tidied himself up, Fang Miao Miao was already asleep in bed.
He carefully held her in his arms before taking out his phone to check his messages.
After receiving a satisfactory reply, he let out a sigh of relief and looked at Fang Miao Miao, who was sleeping in his embrace, with a smile. "Miao Miao, I want a title, I want you to not be coveted by others."
Soon, very soon.
...
"Yo, Director Chen, what wind blows you here today to call me?"
"Speak properly. Why are you being sarcastic?"
"I'm not," Fang Miao Miao said with a laugh, touching her face. "Do you have something to talk about, calling me?"
"The movie is scheduled for release on New Year's Day. Don't forget about the promotion."
"So soon?"
"Yes, I have confidence in myself and in you. As long as the reputation builds up, I won't be afraid."
Fang Miao Miao raised an eyebrow. "This is strange. For something like this, you should be contacting our agent, or at least tagging us in a group chat. Why are you calling me directly?"
"Cough, cough, there is indeed something. I'm planning to start a variety show."
"Are you planning to make a career change?"
"Nonsense, movies are my main business."
"Then why?"
"It's just that netizens are too enthusiastic and keep asking me to film a couples' variety show."
Fang Miao Miao thought of something and glanced towards the study. "Director Chen, do you still need investors? I can ask Wen Zhi Yan to invest."
As soon as she finished speaking, she heard Chen Tianming coughing violently on the other end of the line.
"Miao Miao, I'm serious. The previous variety show had too many troublesome issues in the middle, and I felt very sorry for you. So, when I started this new variety show, you were the first person I thought of."
Fang Miao Miao raised an eyebrow. "Okay, but who are the other guests?"
"There's Man Tong. The other two teams, I can't say, it has to be kept a secret." Chen Tianming was slightly relieved to see how cooperative she was. "But don't worry, this variety show won't start until after the new year. In a while, we'll need to find you to film a promotional video. See if your husband is willing."
"Sure, no problem."
"Alright, then. I gave the contract to your agent last night. Don't forget to sign it when the time comes."
Fang Miao Miao looked at the disconnected phone and stood up, walking towards the study.
She knocked.
"Come in."
Wen Zhi Yan looked up at Fang Miao Miao standing motionless at the door, puzzled. "What's wrong, Miao Miao?"
"Director Chen called me."
"Yes, what about it?"
Fang Miao Miao raised an eyebrow, a smile playing on her lips as she walked to Wen Zhi Yan's desk, propped her chin on one hand, and covered Wen Zhi Yan's hand with the other. "You don't know?"
Wen Zhi Yan's gaze darkened, and he tried to withdraw his hand.
"Wen Zhi Yan, move, and tonight you'll be sleeping with An An."
Wen Zhi Yan's body tensed. He let Fang Miao Miao play with his hand.