151: Chapter 151 The Fairy Legion Sets Off!

"Hubby~"

Upon hearing Lin Chen's voice, Yang Mi's previously murderous, mature-woman tone instantly shifted into a sweet, cutesy voice, so sugary it could spin silk, and gentle enough to make one's bones melt.

The speed of this face-change was simply unparalleled.

When it came to dealing with rival sisters and dealing with her own man, Boss Yang clearly had two completely different sets of tactics.

"Hmm, why aren't you resting yet, it's so late?"

Yang Mi complained in a spoiled tone: "The Film Crew was rushing the schedule tonight to make up for a big night scene, so I just got back to the hotel and finished removing my makeup."

"How much longer until the filming wraps up?" Lin Chen asked.

"It'll be in the next couple of days. The main storyline has been completely filmed, and the director is currently in the editing room reviewing the footage. If there aren't any continuity errors or missed shots, we can hold the wrap-up banquet immediately. At most, it will only be delayed for another three to five days."

"Hmm."

"Hubby, I called Huang Bo, Teacher Guo, and the others one by one this afternoon to discuss the remuneration. As it turns out... the situation is a bit unexpected. I can't decide, so I wanted to discuss it with you."

"What? Do they have objections to the plan of converting remuneration into investment?"

Yang Mi sighed: "You could say that. I relayed your intentions to them, and they have no objections to converting remuneration into investment shares. But when it came to setting the base remuneration, we had serious disagreements."

"I originally quoted them based on their current market rates, with a slight increase."

"Take Huang Bo for example. His current market quote is around 25 million, so I calculated it based on 25 million. But guess what? He absolutely refused, insisting that 5 million as a gesture would be enough."

"It's the same with Teacher Guo and Teacher Han. Teacher Guo usually charges 16 or 17 million for a cameo, so I quoted him 18 million, but he insisted that 1 million for tea money would be enough."

"Teacher Han Meilin rarely takes commercial films. Five years ago, he occasionally took a casual position as an art director and still received 7 million. I quoted him 9 million this time, but he only wanted 1 million!"

Yang Mi grew more helpless as she spoke: "Hubby, this doesn't even count as a 'friendship price'; this is practically working for free! I had the company's finance department do a rough calculation, and the total cost of our film is only 100 million at most."

"If we calculate the investment shares based on those dirt-cheap prices they quoted themselves, Teacher Guo and Teacher Han would each only get a 1% dividend! Huang Bo would get slightly more, but only 5%!"

"I argued with them on the phone all afternoon, but those old brothers are each more stubborn than the last, and they absolutely wouldn't budge. I was thinking... maybe you should call them yourself and persuade them?"

"How could we be embarrassed to offer such a small amount? If word gets out, people who don't know better will think the Lin family is exploiting our friends!"

Lin Chen listened, pondered for a moment, and then smiled calmly: "No need to persuade them, just do as they say. 1% of the shares is not a small amount. What if our film becomes a box office hit? Then that 1% dividend will be worth more than what they would have earned from a fixed salary."

Yang Mi chuckled on the other end of the phone: "Hubby, are you really that confident in our film?"

Lin Chen raised an eyebrow, his tone filled with absolute confidence: "Of course. What, does Boss Yang have doubts about her husband's ability?"

"How could I dare~ My admiration for my hubby is like the endless, rushing river water~"

Yang Mi laughed until she was shaking on the phone, then made the final decision: "Alright! Since you've spoken, Hubby, I'll settle it this way!"

The two of them held the phone and acted lovey-dovey for a while longer.

Mostly Yang Mi was talking, and Lin Chen was listening.

In reality, Boss Yang is usually a decisive and ruthless career woman, known for her iron-fisted, absolute authority in the company.

But in front of Lin Chen, she completely dropped her disguise and became a little woman immersed in love.

She wanted to share everything, no matter how small, with Lin Chen—what boxed lunch she ate on the Film Crew, which supporting actor had terrible acting skills—she chattered on and on.

"Oh right, Hubby, there's one more thing I forgot to report to you."

Seeing that her phone was about to run out of battery, right before hanging up, Yang Mi suddenly lowered her voice and said.

"What is it?"

"It's about the press conference this morning. Did you know you dominated the headlines again, Hubby? I watched the video of you confronting Zhang Jiang and that paparazzi reporter at the scene a hundred times; it was so satisfying!"

Yang Mi's tone was filled with excitement and admiration: "When I first saw the trending search, I was almost furious. That heartless silly girl Reba was so angry she cried on the phone, insisting on logging into her main account to post on Weibo and fight them."

"Huang Bo and the others also mentioned this when we spoke on the phone this afternoon, especially Teacher Guo. He felt so guilty and kept apologizing to me, saying that if he hadn't insisted on pulling you to Deyun Society to save the day, this mess wouldn't have happened."

"They were planning to join forces and speak out on Weibo to boycott that old dog named Zhang Jiang. But I didn't agree."

Yang Mi paused, her tone becoming calm and wise: "Because after this blew up on the trending searches, Zhang Jiang didn't dare to refute a single word; he even shut down his Weibo comment section and played dead."

"What does this mean? It means he has a guilty conscience, was broken by your scolding, Hubby, and retreated."

"The public opinion online is now one-sided, all supporting you, Hubby. Since the other party has shut up and is playing dead, if we keep biting back and mobilizing our connections in the industry to surround and attack him, it would only make us look petty and lose our status. Hubby, do you think I handled it correctly?"

Lin Chen chuckled and tapped his fingers on the railing: "That makes sense. If I weren't afraid that staying silent would implicate you all, I wouldn't even waste a punctuation mark on those clowns. It would be a complete waste of breath."

Yang Mi scoffed on the other end of the phone: "What could they implicate us in? With trash like Zhang Jiang, everyone just calls him 'Teacher' for the sake of face, and he actually thinks he's something? If he really dares to play dirty, we aren't pushovers either."

"Even if we take a step back and say, even if we really run into someone tough, at worst, us sisters can just collectively retire from the industry. Anyway, our family isn't short on money; we can live comfortably at home raising children."

Although Yang Mi said this lightly, Lin Chen knew it clearly in his heart.

These five women were truly capable of putting their man above their careers.

It's not that they don't care about their thriving careers, but for Lin Chen, they are willing to give up everything without hesitation.

To have such wives, what more could a husband ask for?

But Lin Chen is an upright, stand-up man.

Having transmigrated and being bound with a system cheat, if he ended up having to rely on women sacrificing their careers to fulfill him, he might as well go hit his head against a piece of tofu.

Not only will he not let these women suffer the slightest grievance, but he will also lift them onto a pedestal.

Lin Chen didn't keep these words on his lips, but he kept them all in his heart.

Looking at the wall clock, it was getting late.

Lin Chen urged Yang Mi to rest early.

Before hanging up, Yang Mi returned to that spoiled, lovey-dovey state, insisting that Lin Chen kiss her several times through the screen.

Although Lin Chen thought making "muah muah muah" sounds at the phone screen was quite silly, he had to satisfy his wife's little request.

A good night's sleep.

The next morning, after finishing the buffet breakfast provided by the Production Team, the Divas Hit the Road Group walked out of the seaside villa, full of energy.

Heaven was kind; the weather in Dali City today was so good it made one want to fall in love.

The blue sky was like a wash, cloudless for ten thousand miles, and the sea breeze, carrying a hint of moist water vapor, brushed against their cheeks. It was neither cold nor hot, the perfect day to go out and have fun.

The eight members of the Divas Hit the Road Group stood in a row on the small square in front of the villa, all looking bright and glamorous, clearly having dressed up carefully.

Of course, the most eye-catching were still the five "visual representatives."

I don't know if they had planned it last night, but today, the three women of the Lin family and Song Zuer had all changed into elegant white gauze dresses.

As the four great beauties stood there, the sea breeze lifted their thin hemlines, faintly outlining their mesmerizing curves that made one's blood boil.

Large patches of snowy white skin were blindingly white in the sunlight, and paired with their uniquely beautiful facial features, they looked like fairies descending from the heavens, ethereal and otherworldly.

Lin Chen was also brand new.

His hair was styled with hair wax into a casual yet sophisticated look, and he was wearing a pure white casual suit from a luxury brand.

The well-tailored suit accentuated his perfect inverted-triangle physique with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and he exuded the aura of an elegant, roguish noble young master.

Standing together, these five people were like a huge luminous body, absorbing all the light and attention around them.

Those who didn't know would think this was a chaebol family holding a wedding of the century on the island.

Xiao Yueyue was originally standing next to Lin Chen; he looked down at the tight floral shirt he was wearing.

Then he looked at these gods who had descended to earth next to him, sighed silently, and with a solemn face, moved five or six steps to the side, actively keeping a safe distance.

This scene made Lei Jiayin and Song Dandan laugh uncontrollably.

Lei Jiayin laughed so hard he couldn't straighten his back: "You five need to stop! Xiao Yueyue spent over half an hour in front of the mirror this morning for this outfit. He finally wanted to try an idol route, and you guys mercilessly crushed him. This is killing and condemning the heart!"

Xiao Yueyue pointed at Lin Chen with a resentful face and accused: "Teacher Lin, you can't play like this! You're already handsome, and you have to dress so stylishly! How are you leaving a way for us 'same-level' handsome guys to survive?"

"Hahahaha, same-level handsome guys! Brother Yueyue, you are so shameless!" Song Zuer was amused until she was shaking, and laughed out loud without giving him any face.

Lin Chen looked down at his outfit and sighed helplessly: "Do you think I wanted to dress like this? I'm almost being driven crazy. Before 7:00 AM, the three of them pressed me in front of the vanity and fussed over me."

"In the middle of summer, they forced me to wear a suit. I feel like a zongzi wrapped in plastic wrap, and I want to tear these clothes off at any moment."

"Hahahaha!"

Everyone laughed together.

Tong Liya, Liu Shishi, and Guli Nazha laughed the happiest.

They covered their mouths with their tender white hands, but their peach-blossom eyes, filled with rippling water, never left Lin Chen for a moment.

Although they were laughing along with everyone, they were extremely satisfied with their masterpiece in their hearts.

The way this man looked in a suit was simply so handsome that it made one's legs weak!