My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady
Chapter 690 - 648: Ao Chen vs Huo Qi 14_3
CHAPTER 690: CHAPTER 648: AO CHEN VS HUO QI 14_3
Huo Qi shook his head, "Haven’t mentioned it yet, but it’s only a matter of time. Even if I don’t say it, he will come to realize it himself."
I always feel that the issues between these two seem more severe than imagined. Yuran is not the involved party and does not know how to advise. It would be inappropriate to advise either side.
Yuran changed the topic, "This is between you two, and I shouldn’t interfere too much. Hearing too much will affect my judgment. From now on, I won’t ask or listen. I heard my scenes are about to wrap up soon."
Huo Qi laughed, "Yeah, before your incident, you could return to the country. Currently, you have about four or five days left to reshoot the scenes you owed before, and your scenes with Bo Yan the Movie Emperor will be wrapped up soon, including those of the supporting actors."
"For post-production, will it be here or are you planning to return to the country?" Yuran asked.
After pondering for a moment, Huo Qi grinned, "I mentioned this to Bo Yan the Movie Emperor. It will likely need to be completed at Diyang International. We’ll probably return to the country about a week after you, just wait for the movie release to see the final product. I definitely won’t let you lose money."
Yuran laughed without any stress, "Losing money wouldn’t matter either; just consider it supporting a friend’s dream."
Huo Qi laughed leisurely, his demeanor carefree, "Since you say that, I won’t refuse. If it really loses money, just think of it as supporting a friend."
"What are you talking about?" Bo Yan, having finished his makeup, walked out of the dressing room and saw Yuran and Huo Qi laughing and talking lively. If he didn’t know about Huo Qi’s sexual orientation, he might have felt jealous, though even so, deep down he was still rather annoyed.
Yuran easily picked up on the discourtesy in his words. Huo Qi touched his nose and winked at Yuran, seemingly saying, "Look at your man, that’s really something."
Yet, maintaining a calm face, he smiled, "Bo Yan the Movie Emperor, nice makeup. I was just giving Yuran a heads-up. If this film loses money, I would really feel sorry for you two."
Bo Yan remained unfazed, "Consider it water under the bridge, what of it?"
The subtext was: I have plenty of money.
The grandeur displayed by Bo Yan the Movie Emperor, indeed, differed from others.
Yuran, caught between laughter and tears, punched him lightly on the shoulder, "Big Brother Qi, watch your words, Huo Qi is my friend."
Bo Yan frowned, holding her hand in his, "Alright then, let’s consider it a welcome gift for a friend’s dream. Winning or losing doesn’t matter; it’s all about happiness."
Huo Qi: "..."
Your words seem like tossing out a few hundred bucks, but this is several billion, Bo Yan the Movie Emperor.
The world of the wealthy is truly fascinating and joyful.
Just when Huo Qi was about to reflect, he suddenly heard Bo Yan continue, "If the loss is too ugly, I’ll get the money from Ao Chen. If you don’t have money, no problem, Ao Chen does."
Huo Qi gave a forced smile, "Bo Yan the Movie Emperor, I don’t have any connection with Ao Chen."
Bo Yan was taken aback, subconsciously looking towards Yuran. Yuran subtly shook her head. Wrapping his arm around her shoulders, Bo Yan turned and headed towards the makeup room, "Sorry, forget I said anything. I’m now going to accompany my wife to the makeup room."
Huo Qi: "..."
...
Watching the retreating figures of Yuran and Bo Yan, Huo Qi was deep in thought for a long while, his expression mixed with nostalgia and a touch of melancholy. There was a time when he and Ao Chen were really close—Ao Chen had even given him numerous cards to spend however he wished. Ao Chen was always generous to his lovers, and Huo Qi wasn’t sure about his previous lovers, nor did he want to be, but with him, it had been genuinely good.
The kindness Ao Chen had shown him still shone brightly even now.
The better it was, the more memorable it became.
It took several calls from his assistant before he snapped back to reality. The assistant looked at him hesitantly, "Director Huo, are you alright? Do you need a break?"
Huo Qi shook his head, "No need. What were you saying? Say it again."
The assistant repeated the earlier discussion. Ao Chen and another musician had delivered the soundtrack. Ao Chen was an industry mogul with top-notch composing skills. His compositions matched the original visuals perfectly, enhancing the viewing experience with the music. In comparison, others’ compositions were significantly inferior.
Facing Ao Chen’s overwhelming dominance, there was no chance for others to recover.
Thus, the creative team uniformly supported Ao Chen by a landslide lead, towering over the competition.
Outstanding on his own.
Huo Qi gritted his teeth; when this man excelled, he made the professionals look like amateurs.