Zhong Yibin stared blankly for a moment before suddenly burying his face into the pit of Chu Qin’s stomach. He rubbed against Chu Qin vigorously and deliberately used a baby-like tone of voice to speak, “Daddy…”
“Good boy,” Chu Qin patted the large head in front of him in delight.
“Daddy, I’m hungry. Can you feed me?” Zhong Yibin asked and bit onto a certain part of Chu Qin’s body through his clothes, the implication of this action causing Chu Qin endless embarrassment.
“Don’t make a fuss, daddy has no milk,” Being bitten in such a way made Chu Qin itch, prompting him to twist his body in a bid to escape. However, he was firmly bound and pressed onto the sofa.
“There’s milk, just not here,” Zhong Yibin licked the corner of his mouth and proceeded to peel off daddy Chu Qin’s pants.
The two people kissed on the sofa till they were wound around each other like a ball. In the end, Zhong Yibin successfully obtained ‘fresh milk’ and delivered his own ‘fresh milk’ to Chu Qin’s hand. Then, they took their sticky selves to the shower.
After washing themselves clean, Chu Qin nested on the sofa lazily as his toe jabbed at Zhong Yibin’s naked back. “Try on the clothes and see if the size suits you. Don’t remove the tag first, they can still be returned if they don’t fit.”
Zhong Yibin obediently went to try on the clothes. Five shirts, two suits, a pair of jeans, and two pairs of casual pants. There was even a baseball cap, two neckties, and a number of underpants…
Du Wei’s words were indeed accurate. That suit made of flaxen material looked especially nice when worn. It perfectly showcased Zhong Yibin’s slender legs, wide shoulders, and lean waist.
“Really good-looking!” Chu Qin rested his head against the pillow and stared unblinkingly at Zhong Yibin. This person was seriously too handsome, he would never get enough of looking at him.
Hearing these words, Zhong Yibin put even more enthusiasm into trying on the clothes. As long as he heard the smallest exclamation from Chu Qin, he would unabashedly twirl in a circle in happiness and let Chu Qin take a picture of him, shamelessly showing off his good looks.
The clothes generally fit him well, only the jeans were a bit too tight. Chu Qin thought that this was because his buttocks were raised too high but Zhong Yibin insisted that it was because his little brother was too big.
“Which is your favorite piece?” Chu Qin folded the clothes nicely, hanging the suits up and placing the jeans into a bag to exchange the next day.
“This one,” Zhong Yibin pulled over a sapphire-blue necktie.
Chu Qin turned to look at that necktie. The sapphire-blue tie was adorned with dark lines evenly spread across the fabric and was relatively nice to look at. It was just that this tie was something he had merely snatched out of convenience while purchasing the suits and was nothing special.
Zhong Yibin held onto the tie and grabbed onto Chu Qin’s hands, swiftly tying a knot.
Chu Qin uttered, “En?” He had yet to react when he was embraced by Zhong Yibin and thrown onto the bed. With his hands bound by the soft necktie, he was pressed against the bedhead. A certain guy rode on him as he smiled in a sinister manner.
“You want to call you daddy eh? I’ll let you call me daddy later.”
“Wu…”
After being resolutely put in his place, Chu Qin lay weakly on the quilt, unwilling to even move an inch. Zhong Yibin happily wiped his body and applied the skincare products before elatedly hugging him as he scrolled through Weibo.
The tablet was signed into Chu Qin’s dummy account so he could casually scroll through Weibo without worry.
“Right, can you search for the Weibo of the crew of <The Golden Age of the Great Jing>,” Chu Qin’s lower jaw moved as he leaned against Zhong Yibin’s arm.
The crew had not started large-scale publicity but had already released the stills. The white attire fluttered around Qiao Su as he grasped a jasper pan flute, a gentle and modest smile gracing his face. The person standing beside him was clad in a black wide-sleeved robe embroidered with golden dragons and had a crown inlaid with obsidian golden dragons as head-wear. This person with the scorching gaze who exuded a heavenly domineering might was none other than the film emperor Mu Chen!
After Mu Chen became the film emperor, he no longer accepted TV dramas and would only participate in one or two movies a year. No one would think that he would actually appear in this drama, much less him playing the role of Emperor Jingyuan who wed a male empress. Needless to say, Qiao Su was acting as that male empress.
It was truly a matter to laugh about this time! Chu Qin couldn’t help laughing mischievously.
“What happened?” Zhong Yibin wasn’t aware of the matter and lowered his head to ask.
“Do you still remember the Golden Age of the Great Jing in our history textbooks?” Chu Qin raised his head and asked.
Zhong Yibin lowered his head and pecked those swollen red lips of his. “Can’t remember it clearly, explain it to me.” In truth, he still remembered most of it, it was just that he wanted to listen to Chu Qin talking for a while. The two of them hadn’t seen each other for a day and sleeping just like that would be very sad.
Chu Qin’s buttocks were still somewhat painful, so he placed a leg on Zhong Yibin’s leg and rested his body on Zhong Yibin’s at an angle. After he felt that it was more comfortable, he leisurely spoke of this piece of history. His official broadcasting voice made the stories he told particularly nice to listen to.
“Emperor Jingyuan’s name was Yu Jintang and he was the third emperor of the Great Yu dynasty. He was also history’s most famous emperor. Before him, control over the Xiongnu was mainly achieved through marriage but he refused to do so and personally led troops to battle against the Xiongnu, till the Xiongnu were driven into the depths of the prairie without daring to come back out. During his rule, he even implemented many changes and created history’s first golden age, which went down in the annals as the Golden Age of the Great Jing.”
The melodious, moving tone of his voice brought to life the image of a long-buried picture scroll of the past.
“Of course, other than these, his fame was due to an even more important reason – he wed a man as his empress and did not bring in any concubines. In the end, the position of emperor was passed on to his younger brother.”
Speaking of this admirable emperor, Chu Qin could not resist sighing. This capable person passed away at the age of thirty-two, this could be considered being cut off during one’s prime. Moreover, his male empress committed suicide by cutting his throat on the day of the emperor’s demise, dying together with him in the name of love. Chu Qin couldn’t understand this sort of emotion when he was schooling but only after falling for Zhong Yibin did he understand just how difficult it was to persist in marrying a man during that age.
After Zhong Yibin listened to the whole story, he remained silent for a long time before suddenly stating, “I think the sequence of what happened in the past isn’t right.”
“How is it not right?” Chu Qin’s hand moved across the tablet as he looked through the stills. The actors invited by this crew were all very attractive, and their outfits and props were also extremely refined. The money spent was not little.
“Emperor Jingyuan worked hard to become the emperor of all ages for the sake of marrying that man,” Zhong Yibin said seriously.
“Ah?” Chu Qin looked at him in confusion. This was the first time he heard of such a saying.
Zhong Yibin smiled a little and didn’t say anything more. Instead, he carefully looked through the news on this TV drama. On Weibo, the producer was listed as ‘Xinghai Entertainment Ltd.’
Xinghai Entertainment…souneded familiar. Zhong Yibin frowned slightly. Just then, he suddenly remembered it. Wasn’t this company under Yu Tang’s boyfriend? This meant that the TV drama that Yu Tang brought up previously was <The Golden Age of the Great Jing> – the drama about the Yu dynasty that Big Fish was invested in filming for.
“This drama definitely has potential to become popular. It would be good if we can broadcast it,” Chu Qin looked fondly at the stills. He really liked this book and the two historical figures. It would be perfect if he could let the cast appear on his program. In this short moment, he already thought of the various activities that they could do if this cast were on Confusion.
Dramas that sold rot were currently in trend. Furthermore, this drama was a natural fit for this category. During the program, he could then make full use of this aspect and let Mu Chen and Qiao Su engage in all sorts of ambiguous actions. The audience would certainly go crazy over that. On top of that, Mu Chen’s stiff face that never let any anger show would make it even more fun.
Zhong Yibin kissed his forehead. “Since you like it, I’ll buy it.”
“Don’t, saying that is like fooling the sovereign with the fire beacon,” Chu Qin hurriedly waved his hand. The TV dramas broadcasted every season were all selected in advance. Shengshi TV rarely bought dramas to be broadcasted because they had trouble fitting in their own dramas filmed by Shengshi Entertainment. There were completely no timeslots left for other dramas.
Zhong Yibin smiled and didn’t say anything more.
The next day when Zhong Yibin went to the company, he asked about the drama. Xinghai Entertainment had indeed sent the sample clip over. This was part of the routine – the sample clip of any new dramas in the making would always be sent to the various TV stations so they could select them in advance.
<The Golden Age of the Great Jing> was undoubtedly filmed well and had already been chosen by Shengshi TV to be included into the list of dramas to be selected. However, because of the timeslot issue, it was shelved and thus had not been brought to Zhong Yibin’s attention.
Zhong Yibin watched the sample clip and muttered to himself for a while. “What’s the drama that’s being broadcasted during prime time next season?”
“It’s a youthful idol drama called <Picking Canola Flowers Together>,” The person-in-charge answered after looking at the broadcasting plan.
The corner of Zhong Yibin’s mouth twitched. “What is that? Where did it come from?”
“We produced it…” The person-in-charge wiped off the sweat on his forehead. This rotten idea was given by the people from the design department. Last time, another station produced <Watching the Tempest Together> in a shaky attempt at imitating the classic idol drama <Meteor Tempest>. <Picking Canola Flowers Together> was produced to profit from the hype.
“Free up the timeslot and sell off its broadcasting rights,” Zhong Yibin could feel his teeth aching just from hearing that name.
“Then what will be broadcasting during prime time?” It was not a bad idea to sell it off. This drama had already been promoted for a while and a number of stations should be willing to buy it. But it would be shameful if the drama that replaced it wasn’t able to reach a rating as high.
Of course, <The Golden Age of the Great Jing>, thought Zhong Yibin. But he didn’t say it out loud. Big brother mentioned that as a leader, even if one already had a mature course of action, one should not speak of it without confirmation so as to leave a route out.
He clicked on the sample clip transferred over from the design department. The clip was accompanied by a burst of imposing music. The screen was like the droplets of water dripping into a lake, forming ripples with every drop of water.
“Emperor, the Xiongnu stronghold is fifty li ahead!” The armored general’s face was streaked with bloodstains. The desert’s gales swirled the yellow dust past the hundreds of warriors behind him. The silent soldiers carried their lances on their shoulders as they walked ahead in an orderly manner, accompanied by a desolate desert ballad in the background.
Mu Chen had on golden armor and was riding on a tall horse. He surveyed the faraway scene from above, his shapely lips pursed into a thin line. “Attack, don’t leave a single one alive.”
The Xiongnu’s royal family tortured Emperor Jingyuan and his blood-related younger sister to death. He wanted them to pay their debt of blood in blood.
The flames of war, fire beacons, rolling yellow sand, and the sounds of close combat were deafening. The battlefield of a thousand years ago was vividly reconstructed.
……
“This piece of work is really exquisite!” The person-in-charge of the prime time slot hadn’t left and it was unknown when he stretched his head beside the screen, watching it with an abundance enthusiasm.
Zhong Yibin closed the laptop with a bang, staring at him with an expressionless look.
The person-in-charge gave a few hollow laughs before slipping away. The risk shouldn’t be too large if the director wanted to buy this type of drama… probably.
Zhong Yibin looked at the email detailing the way to contact Xinghai Entertainment and contemplated for a while before picking up his phone and calling Yu Tang. “Are you still selling that costume drama you spoke of last time?”
He wasn’t buying the copyright solely for the purpose of making Chu Qin happy, but also so that he could make Yu Tang his friend.
Despite the high production quality and fame of <The Golden Age of Great Jing>, certain aspects of the film were too sensitive in nature, which led to many broadcasting stations not daring to purchase it. The matter was dragged on till now, and only the national station had approached them for discussions. However, the national station had a history of being unreasonable. Setting aside the fact that they paid little, they wouldn’t even guarantee continuity of broadcast. This was to say that there was also a possibility of the drama being removed in the middle of its broadcasting cycle.
Yu Tang happened to be pondering over the issue of finding a broadcasting station when he received Zhong Yibin’s call.
Two hours later, Zhong Yibin appeared at Yinyu Building, which served as the headquarters for Big Fish.
Yu Tang had a meeting in the morning, so he invited Zhong Yibin for lunch at noon. Yinyu Building had a high-class restaurant on the second floor, opened by the Big Fish Group. It was essentially the director and higher-ups’ dining hall.
“Why suddenly so interested in this drama?” Despite his anxiousness to help his wife sell off the drama, Yu Tang continued to maintain his calm attitude.
“My wife told me yesterday that he got hooked when Qiao Su went on his program and showed him a still,” Zhong Yibin said helplessly. Yet, the expression on his face didn’t have a single tinge of helplessness. He was clearly taking pleasure in it.
Yu Tang raised an eyebrow. “You should approach my wife if you’re interested in buying it, why look for me?”
Zhong Yibin’s lips curled up. He was really someone who wouldn’t give an inch. “You probably wouldn’t be happy if I went to see Director Song.”
This statement successfully hit Director Yu’s sweet spot. Smiling, the two of them toasted each other. One wanted to sell while the other wanted to buy – this was good business. Since he was not purchasing the chief broadcasting rights, it was significantly cheaper. Yu Tang also understood that this person’s willingness to buy at this point was also for the sake of helping him out and making friends with him, so he also gave a favorable price.
The two people hadn’t drunk much but business had already been settled, so they started talking about other things.
“Old Wave’s shares aren’t actually to Big Fish’s liking capital-wise,” Yu Tang shook the wine in hand. “I’m not buying it for the profits.”
“Then what is it for?” Zhong Yibin was very curious.
Yu Tang smiled as he looked at him, sipping at his wine. “Go look for your brother. Ask him to transfer to you the thing he promised me to do, and I’ll tell you.”
The Zhong family’s big brother had promised Yu Tang to partner with Big Fish to defend against Yuhua. This was because Yuhua not only wanted to buy Old Wave’s shares, but also fight with Shengshi over a plot of land.
Zhong Yibin didn’t agree nor disagree. “I’ll try.”
“I’ll be waiting for your good news,” Yu Tang’s eyes drooped and he chugged down the rest of the wine in his cup.
The two bosses had already gathered for a preliminary talk, so the next few steps such as cooperation and the sequence of processes could be passed down to their subordinates to work out. Zhong Yibin left Yinyu Building and was in the middle of driving back to the company when he received a call from Chu Qin.
“Where are you?” Chu Qin’s voice sounded a little anxious.
Zhong Yibin’s heart tensed up. “I’m at the second ring, what happened?”
“Are you busy in the afternoon?” Chu Qin hesitated.
“No. Even if I was, you would still be more important,” Zhong Yibin urged him to quickly explain.
Chu Qin licked his lips and looked at the notice of notification in his hand. “The prosecution asked me to drop by in the afternoon to look at the evidence and criminal suspects, can you…go with me…”
It was somewhat embarrassing to speak of it, but Chu Qin was a little scared when he received the news in the afternoon. He couldn’t help trembling when he thought of that narrow old warehouse, the kidnapper with a mouth full of yellow teeth, and that never-ending cornfield.
“Of course. Wait for me, I’ll pick you up!” Zhong Yibin didn’t say anything more and changed course for Shengshi TV. At the station’s main entrance, he found Chu Qin standing by the road in solitude.
“Why did you stand under the sun!” Zhong Yibin hurriedly dragged him into the car and touched his sunburnt face.
“I came out not long ago,” Chu Qin rubbed his face against his cool hands and said in a downcast voice, “Actually, I can go on my own…” It was just that he couldn’t help weakening after hearing Zhong Yibin’s voice.
“Silly, I’m also a victim. They’ll also notify me!” Zhong Yibin waved his mobile phone.
Hearing this, a smile instantly blossomed on Chu Qin’s face and he slowly gripped the hand touching his face.
When the two people arrived at the prosecutor’s office, a black Bentley had also driven over. A bodyguard dressed in a black short-sleeved shirt got off and opened the car door. A pair of familiar high-end custom-made leather shoes stepped onto the ground, and the Zhong family’s big brother strode out with an expressionless face.
“Brother? Why are you here?” Noticing his brother’s presence, Zhong Yibin’s brows puckered up slightly.
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Small theater:
Er Bing: Brother what are you doing here?
Kidnapper: Awoo awoo
Qinqin: ╥﹏╥ so scary
Er Bing: (hug) don’t be scared, don’t be scared, Qinqin don’t be scared, Er Bing is here
Big Brother: (hug) don’t be scared, don’t be scared, Er Bing don’t be scared, big brother is here