The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul-Chapter 957 - 956. I admit defeat this game!

As for the matters at home... both father and daughter are adults now, they know how to communicate. I, as a stepmother, don’t have the desire to educate grown-ups at my age.

Tang Shu saw her stepmother’s smile reappear and smiled along, "Mom, how have you been recently, have you had any chances to meet friends for shopping?"

"I know what you’re trying to say, rest assured, I do have a few close friends."

There’s always so much happening in a big family. After those two interviews got exposed, indeed a lot of people nonchalantly picked on her, but so what?

She takes pride in her daughter being proud of being born in Yi City, and she is also proud of having such a daughter.

"Your Uncle Xu feels he owes you a lot, saying that you’re so young yet managing all on your own in the capital, and instead of helping, the Xu Family has only added to the chaos."

"It was Uncle Xu who dealt with those unfavorable online messages about me, right?"

"You guessed it?"

Lin Yunlan was surprised; she found her daughter to be even smarter than she had thought.

Tang Shu nodded, "The company originally planned to handle it, but found that someone had taken a step ahead. Spreading it would also be detrimental to Xu’s, that’s when I thought of Uncle Xu."

Her mother liked to follow the news about herself, and of course, she’d notice the online comments first, which would inevitably reach Xu Chengfeng’s ears sooner or later.

Lin Yunlan silently sipped her white tea, "He does know his place on this matter."

"Mhm,"

Tang Shu very much agreed, "No wonder he won your favor."

"..." This child!

That night, after Xu Qianyun and Qu Junfeng returned from school, a feast of nine dishes and one soup was already laid out on the dining table, which was quite lavish.

"Sister Tiantian, you never mentioned you could make roasted fish?"

"I didn’t make the roasted fish?"

Yang Tiantian stood at the dining table with a puzzled face, looking at the roasted fish tray in the center. She clearly made eight dishes, when did one more appear?

Lin Yunlan and Tang Shu had just walked into the living room after taking a turn inside the community and overheard this conversation. Mrs. Lin didn’t pay much heed, but Tang Shu’s expression was somewhat odd.

She scanned the hall but couldn’t see a familiar figure and was quite puzzled.

"Shushu, what are you looking for?"

"Uh..."

How should she explain the existence of a boyfriend to her mother? She had no experience with this sort of thing at all, damn it, and why was she starting to feel nervous?

This made no sense!

In the next moment, Jing Yu, dressed casually, appeared before everyone with several bottles of orange juice, and showed the most appropriate smile upon seeing Lin Yunlan.

"Hello, Aunt Lin."

"Oh, it’s Little Yu. Yeah, I remember, you are neighbors."

Lin Yunlan came to the realization a bit late, but still felt something wasn’t quite right until she noticed that everyone at the dining table was treating Jing Yu’s presence as normal, then she started to observe the two meaningfully.

She saw Jing Yu using the serving chopsticks to place a piece of fish on an empty plate, then pushed the plate towards her daughter. She also noticed her daughter accepted it without any hesitation and even pushed back some broccoli.

Is that what’s happening?

The two high schoolers focused on eating, completely unaware of the silent display of affection happening. Only Mrs. Lin was surreptitiously observing Jing Yu and showing an increasingly satisfied expression on her face.

An hour later, when Tang Shu walked someone to the entrance of Palm Pavilion Community, the Xu Family’s driver was already waiting.

"Mom, if you miss me, come over more often. Tiantian’s cooking is really good."

"Indeed it is, your assistant is really great, did you give her a raise?"

"I’ve raised her salary several times already. Her value now is even higher than that of a white-collar worker in the corporate world."

"Then I’m relieved. No wonder Qianyun keeps running to your place."

Apparently, it’s because of the delicious food here.

In the end, Lin Yunlan held her daughter’s hand, suggesting deeper implications, "That kid Little Yu is quite good. Have you talked to Old Tang about him? When do you plan to invite the Jing Family for a meal? When are you two planning to get engaged?"

"..."

Tang Shu was stunned, "Mom, how did you know..."

"I have eyes, don’t I? That’s not the point, so what exactly are you guys thinking?"

"Isn’t it too early?"

"Too early for what? You’re already twenty, you’ll be at the legal age next year."

"..."

Really, was she so desperate to get married? It’s not like we’re in Damo!

Lin Yunlan let go of her grip, "Little Yu is eight or nine years older than you, you’re not in a hurry but he sure is, I can tell."

Tang Shu felt deeply that mothers were a magical existence, "We’ve only just confirmed our relationship."

We haven’t even had a proper date yet, for real!

In the end, Mrs. Lin left with a look of frustration, as if iron had failed to turn into steel, leaving behind an expression of frustration for Tang Shu that said "How can you be so clueless."

She: "???"

***

By late November, Typhoon’s box office had already surpassed 2.5 billion.

For a 2D film, that was already quite an achievement, and for a time, it stirred up a whirlwind of topics on the internet once again.

And this whirlwind was about whether to extend the movie’s release.

"I think it’s got good staying power; if it’s postponed, it could rake in a few more billion at the box office."

"I agree, Typhoon has become a phenomenon. It will definitely cross 3 billion at the end of November. If it’s extended for half a month, maybe it could even hit 4 billion?"

"4 billion might be a stretch, but 3.5 billion is definitely doable."

Within the production crew, whether it was the producers or investors, all were for postponement, but in the end, the one to make the final decision was not them, but Xie Yunqing, who had the ultimate say.

This made Tang Shu who had been lurking on the sidelines quite puzzled, considering that only 25% of the film’s investment came from Director Xie, yet he turned out to be the one with the most decisive power.

"It’s because of the Xie Family."

Jing Yu said from the side, "The Xie Family has significant influence in the imperial capital. Yunqing is a genius in directing, and respecting him will secure longer-term investments."

In other words, the investors were not just concerned with short-term profits, but valued Xie Yunqing’s future prospects; they weren’t about to lose the watermelon while picking up sesame seeds.

Tang Shu pondered deeply, then saw Director Xie spoke up in the group with a brief message that just had two words:

[Director Xie]: "No extension."

She: "..."

Great. Authoritative and capricious.

Typhoon won’t be postponed, and Weibo’s official website soon announced this news, leaving the netizens who had been waiting for the postponement news utterly confused.

"What happened, why is there no postponement?"

"Whoa, who was it that kept saying it would definitely be postponed?"

"Isn’t it obvious? The movie’s making so much money, and it’s supposed to be taken down in ten days. How can they make money without postponement?"

"Clearly, the crew has made an unexpected decision."

"It must be Director Xie! Think about his previous work, which one wasn’t a classic? None of them were ever extended!"

"I must say, when it comes to authority, it’s still Director Xie——"

"I admit defeat in this round!"

"Big letters of RESPECT. Without saying more, just for Director Xie’s authority, I’m going for another watch tonight!"

"Going for the second watch, it’s exciting again——"

"Second watch +1"

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