132: Chapter 132 Yang Mi ordered that more effort be put in tonight.

However... the idea was indeed brilliant, but it hit a snag in implementation.

"But we can't even tell flour from sugar, how are we supposed to bake cookies?"

Liu Shishi complained coquettishly into her phone while pulling down her neckline in front of the mirror.

On the other end of the line, Yang Mi rubbed her temples in frustration, her voice rising, "Are you brainless? Can't you even think outside the box? If you don't know how to do it, can't you learn on the spot?"

"Hey, don't you insult me. Be careful, or I'll drag my husband into bed tonight to deal with you, and you won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow."

Liu Shishi pouted her moist, red lips in retaliation, then acted spoiled and soft, "But we really have never touched an oven."

Yang Mi suppressed her anger and scolded, "You're such idiots! You have a master chef in the house; just snuggle up to him and act cute, and he'll teach you step-by-step, won't he? If you're really afraid of messing up, drag the kid along to help. The taste is secondary; it's the sentiment that counts, do you understand?"

Liu Shishi's beautiful eyes lit up, "Understood, understood. Your Majesty, please calm down."

Yang Mi paused and added, "Put in more effort in bed tonight and use the opportunity to probe husband's bottom line to see if he's hiding something... Never mind, I'll ask him myself when I get back."

Yang Mi had originally intended for Liu Shishi and the others to fish for information from Lin Chen while they were intimate.

Listening to the world-weary tone in his Singing and playing, it was highly likely he had some emotional burden.

Men, after all, feel better once they vent or have someone with them.

But on second thought, those three enchantresses only had thoughts of pleasure and begging for mercy once they were in bed; they were completely unreliable. It was better to wait until she returned to properly comfort him herself.

Hanging up the phone, Liu Shishi cat-walked downstairs, found Tong Liya and Guli Nazha, and explained the cookie-baking plan.

The three women agreed immediately and swayed their waists as they went to the living room to ask Lin Chen for advice.

...

At this moment, the three men were leaning on the sofa, puffing away.

Han Meilin and Lin Chen occasionally smoked a cigarette to relieve fatigue.

Huang Bo basically didn't touch cigarettes, but he had lit one up just now.

It was nothing else; the song from just now was just too heart-wrenching, and the emotions were a bit overwhelming.

Cigarettes had no benefits whatsoever, except for relieving boredom.

"This script must be filmed! The story is amazing, especially the theme song. Once it hits the big screen, it will definitely be a massive hit." Huang Bo squinted as the smoke hit his eyes, gesturing with both hands.

Han Meilin nodded in agreement, "It is indeed a rare, good script. Now we need to think about which big director to invite to helm the project."

Lin Chen flicked the ash off his cigarette and said indifferently, "Why invite outsiders? Can't we just do it ourselves?"

Huang Bo and Han Meilin were both stunned.

Huang Bo widened his eyes, "You can direct, too?"

"Nonsense. If I couldn't direct, why would I bother making a movie?" Lin Chen retorted as if it were obvious.

Huang Bo and Han Meilin were speechless.

Directing isn't a job just anyone can do; even those with professional training have to slog away in the Film Crew for years before daring to touch the director's chair.

And you, an amateur, just say it so casually?

However, the two of them forced themselves to swallow their retorts.

Who told him to be Lin Chen? This guy was a freakish genius; it wouldn't be strange if he knew how to do anything.

"This is simple. Yang Mi has a ready-made team; we can just bring them over and start working. I'll be the director and play the third male lead, Lin Xiaobai; Huang Bo will play Huang Dabao; and Old Han will play Han Xiaoshuai. The only problem now is..."

Huang Bo quickly asked, "What problem?"

Lin Chen blew a smoke ring, "I don't have time. I just accepted some crappy variety show. If I had known, I wouldn't have bothered earning that appearance fee."

Huang Bo laughed when he heard this, "That's nothing! The variety show only films for two months. Preparing the Film Crew, choosing locations, and holding auditions will take at least ten days or half a month. Leave the miscellaneous work to me and Old Han, and you just set the big picture. When the time comes, just ask the Production Team for two episodes of leave, and that's it, right?"

Lin Chen was flabbergasted, "You can take leave from filming a show?"

Just then, Liu Shishi, Tong Liya, and Guli Nazha walked over.

Tong Liya, wearing super-short hot pants, sat down next to Lin Chen, her fair, tender thighs pressed against Lin Chen's pant leg, and chimed in coquettishly, "You can take leave. We've all taken leave."

"Yeah, the three of us won't be there for the third episode," Guli Nazha added, leaning in as well.

Lin Chen opened his mouth, "You can do that?"

Huang Bo laughed, "You're an amateur, aren't you? Who can stick with this kind of show from beginning to end? As long as you're popular enough, taking leave is a common occurrence. Like Yaya and the others, they have a ton of bookings; missing two episodes is perfectly normal."

Lin Chen turned to look at the three beauties beside him, his large hand giving Tong Liya's smooth thigh a squeeze, "How come you didn't mention the thing about not going for the third episode?"

Liu Shishi blinked her watery peach-blossom eyes and stuck out her tongue, "Husband, you didn't ask us either."

Guli Nazha leaned against Lin Chen's shoulder and said coquettishly, "Our schedules just happened to clash. Before filming started, the company had already negotiated with the Production Team; there will be guest stars to fill in."

Huang Bo made the decision, "Schedule issue sorted. Anything else?"

Lin Chen shook his head, "No. Later, I'll finish the script and go to Yang Mi for the funding to launch the project. You two don't have any objections, right?"

Huang Bo shook his head readily; he ran his own studio and managed his own schedule freely.

Han Meilin, however, waved his hands repeatedly, "I want to join in on the fun, and I'm definitely good at being an art director, but I really can't act; I don't have the cells for it."

Lin Chen raised an eyebrow, "Why are you chickening out? Go for it."

Han Meilin smiled bitterly, "I really can't. Don't make it hard for me. Things in front of the camera are too professional; you guys better find someone else."

"Set on not acting?"

"Absolutely not!"

Lin Chen shrugged helplessly, "Fine, one less key player."

Huang Bo rubbed his chin and thought for a moment, then his eyes lit up, "Since Old Han is out, what do you think about Old Guo taking his place?"

"Guo Degang?"

"Exactly!"

Lin Chen pondered for two seconds, the corners of his mouth lifting, "Fine, I'll call him over."

Less than an hour later, Guo Degang arrived at the villa in a rush, leading his son, Guo Qilin.

After hearing Lin Chen go over the plot and listening to the theme song of "old boys," Old Guo slapped his thigh and accepted the job on the spot.

In just the time it took to smoke a few cigarettes, a major theatrical film was finalized.

This speed of project initiation was practically like a joke; it could probably break a film history record.

The roles were quickly divided.

Yang Mi had an entertainment company with a ready-made team, so she took on the role of producer and the largest investor.

Han Meilin was named as associate producer, assistant director, and art director.

Lin Chen took on the heavy responsibility of executive producer, director, and screenwriter all by himself, and also made a cameo as Lin Xiaobai.

Huang Bo took the lead role of Huang Dabao and served as assistant director.

Guo Degang played Guo Xiaoshuai, and the young heir, Guo Qilin, played the young Old Guo.

After the division of labor was clear, Lin Chen called Yang Mi directly.

When Yang Mi received the notification, she was dumbfounded.

She was, at the very least, a producer, yet she was actually the last one to know the news.

"Fine. I'll make time to come home in the next day or two. Since husband has spoken, I will definitely handle things beautifully. You just focus on writing the script and filming your show; leave the dirty work like setting up the crew and negotiating salaries to me."

Yang Mi agreed readily, but in her heart, she felt it was too ridiculous.

She had invested in films and dramas before and lost almost everything; she knew how deep the waters were.

For a normal project, the bickering and meetings for initiation took anywhere from a few months to two or three years.

How could it be finalized in the time it took to drink a cup of tea?

But she didn't say a single word of dissent and supported him wholeheartedly.

It was the first time husband had asked to do something big; what was a little money lost?

She would just consider it spending money to make her man happy; she could earn it back later by taking on a few more roles.

On the contrary, she felt a bit sweet inside; the fact that Lin Chen ordered her around so confidently meant he truly saw her as the lady of the house who could handle things.