Chapter 447: Avoiding the Important Issues and Controlling People's Hearts

Liu Xiaoli frowned and did not respond to Yang Lingyue's question. Instead, she asked casually, "When did you come?"

Yang Lingyue said in a normal tone, "Last night."

Liu Xiaoli finally realized that Yang Lingyue had no respect for her and did not treat her as an elder. Her eyebrows were almost twisted together, but she heard Yang Lingyue continue:

"If you are not tired, let's talk?"

At this time, they had already entered the house. Liu Xiaoli calmly pointed to the sofa and said, "Well, okay, you sit first."

The reason for this is that she wants to take back the initiative.

Yang Lingyue responded indifferently, sat down, picked up the water cup in front of him and drank it.

Liu Xiaoli glanced at the nanny with an unnatural expression on the side, said nothing more, and went upstairs.

After Liu Xiaoli changed into a home dress, she gently opened the door of her daughter's room, looked at her daughter who was sleeping soundly, looked at the clothes on the stool at the end of the bed, sniffed with her nose slightly open, and looked at the trash can again, with mixed feelings in her heart.

Knowing and seeing with your own eyes are two different things.

After leaving the room, a surge of anger surged in my heart. I took a few deep breaths before going downstairs.

"Come to the study."

After Liu Xiaoli said this, she pushed open the study door and saw a few sketches of her daughter on the table, as well as some papers with writing and drawing on them. No need to ask, people treat this place as their own home.

Yang Lingyue came in with a cup of coffee, put it on the table next to Liu Xiaoli and said, "Auntie, it's just ground."

Liu Xiaoli glanced at the cup and said coldly, "Thank you."

Yang Lingyue understood Liu Xiaoli's current mood very well. After all, she had been both a father and a mother for 20 years to raise her daughter, but she ended up being ruined by herself. Even if she was promising and worthy, it was normal to have such emotions, not to mention that she was not the kind of person who was devoted to her.

"Auntie, if you have any ideas, just say it."

After Liu Xiaoli sat down, she said calmly: "I would like to hear your ideas first."

Yang Lingyue sat next to Liu Xiaoli, and the two were separated by a small square table.

"Okay.

Auntie, your daughter and I have reached a consensus that we love each other and don't want to miss each other. Everything happens naturally.

Emotions can never be symmetrical. With your experience, you must understand this, so please believe that I absolutely respect you and your daughter.

As for her career, I still respect her choice. In short, she can do whatever she wants."

Listening to Yang Lingyue's words that are completely inconsistent with traditional values, Liu Xiaoli was so angry that she wanted to laugh, and sneered:

"You said you respect me and her, so you live in my house so openly? You also respect her choice of career. Does it mean that you don't care about anything?"

Hearing Liu Xiaoli raise two questions about his three sentences, Yang Lingyue completely settled down.

The previous document said that people like Liu Xiaoli are egoists at heart. Do you want to say what's wrong? It seems that there is nothing wrong. She didn't smack her lips when eating, nor did she mess up the pot.

"Of course it has to be open and aboveboard. I didn't want to hide our relationship. I wanted to tell the world.

As for what you said about not caring about anything, do you think I am such a person? I mean, she doesn't do anything she doesn't want to do."

Liu Xiaoli was stunned. You stayed at my house overnight while I was away, and you wanted to tell the world?

Then I thought, Yang Lingyue was avoiding the main point, but how could I say this?

In the end, was he scolding me? And he was so righteous.

He frowned and said in a deep voice: "Tell me bit by bit, what exactly does your last sentence mean."

Yang Lingyue stared at Liu Xiaoli and said seriously:

"Literally, in the film and television industry, at least in China, I can still decide some things. She can rest when she wants to rest, and act when she wants to act. As long as she wants the resources that suit her, I can pull them over.

As for foreign countries, or Hollywood. Don't you understand? With Fang Long's influence and box office appeal, they have to be returned. Let's not rush.

Before the domestic box office market is completely up, those people will not look at us straight in the eye, even if they have money. Or even if we get up, it will be difficult, after all, they have the mainstream discourse power, and it's a thankless job."

Liu Xiaoli certainly understood, especially after the failure of "The Forbidden Kingdom", the scripts that the agency found were all scraps or villains.

It must be a failure. With two of the most box office-appealing Kung Fu superstars as foils, the American boy's fantasy-like journey of writing was so flattering, but the global box office was $100 million and the production cost was $55 million.

"So you mean just give up on that?"

When it comes to specific matters, Yang Lingyue's tone subconsciously became serious.

"Did I say give up? It's not to rush. Xixi's current performance style is too single. First practice your internal skills. Since you have entered the big screen, you must first achieve the same achievements as she did in the TV series. By then, it will be almost the same."

Liu Xiaoli said indignantly: "It's easy to say."

If "The Sound of the Wind" and "My Love from the Star" were finished, Yang Lingyue would not need to say these anymore. He glanced at Liu Xiaoli and whispered: "Because it's so easy, at least every step I took was right."

Being despised, Liu Xiaoli was a little embarrassed, snorted, and turned her eyes away.

Yang Lingyue did not catch the cripple and kick him hard, but talked about the layout of "The Martian" and the current attention.

Liu Xiaoli realized that the biggest reliance of this young man has never been on his wealth or background, but on his creative and operational abilities.

She was fascinated by what he said, and asked some questions from time to time.

At this moment, she did not think that Yang Lingyue was not arrogant, but extremely confident, and he could spend 1 million US dollars at will.

1 million is a lot, and it is the same all over the world. The price of novel copyright is very low now. For example, the copyright fee of "The Martian" three years later is 100,000 US dollars.

Yang Lingyue cultivated the audience in advance, and then further enhanced his influence through sales data on large platforms. With the production process of Hollywood, he will definitely come to the door, and the proportion of discourse power by then is unimaginable.

When Yang Lingyue talked about how to create topics and hype topics, Liu Xiaoli asked: "Did you do what Xixi did on the Internet?"

Yang Lingyue nodded and said, "It should be."

Fan Xiaopang can do it, let alone Liu Yifei.

In this way, the atmosphere between the two became more harmonious.

Liu Xiaoli could smell the sweat on Yang Lingyue's body. After all, she had just finished exercising and hadn't taken a shower yet when she was called to talk. As time went on, the smell became stronger, but she didn't think there was anything strange about it.