The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul-Chapter 717 - 716. Movie pulled from theaters

"But we do have Mr. Jing’s phone number, and I’ll call him right now."

Having said that, the courier placed the cardboard box on the front desk and took out his phone from his pocket to make the call.

"Ah..."

It was too late for the receptionist to stop him; knowing Mr. Jing’s phone number was a privilege accorded to only a few within the company, and she had actually believed it when she heard that there was a phone number.

After a few beeps, the person on the other end of the phone quickly picked up.

"Hello?"

"Hello, is this Mr. Jing Yu?"

"Speaking."

"Good day, you have a flash delivery that has arrived. I’m currently in the lobby of the first floor at Cloudscape Group..."

The diligent courier fully explained the situation of the package, and before long he hung up the phone, smiling once again at the receptionist.

"Mr. Jing said to have you take it up."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

So it really was a delivery for President Jing?

After watching the courier leave, the receptionist rubbed her hands together excitedly, "Oh my God, I’m going to the president’s office. This is the first time!"

She wondered what the president’s office looked like, and how it was different from their administrative department?

By the time this oversized gift arrived in front of Jing Yu, it had been five minutes later.

"Put the stuff here and go on with your work."

"Yes, President Jing." freewebnσvel.cøm

The large cardboard box was placed neatly in front of the office desk, topped with a bow—a gift from someone was apparent at first glance.

Jing Yu recalled the three words "Palm Pavilion" that he had heard over the phone, but the puzzle in his mind remained unsolved.

A gift from Palm Pavilion... Could it be from Mom and Dad?

But there wasn’t any particular holiday coming up that called for celebration, was there?

With curiosity, Jing Yu’s slender index finger gently lifted the bow and opened the cardboard box, revealing a bunch of exquisitely wrapped fiery red roses.

"..."

Jing Yu’s dark eyes flickered, a trace of puzzlement crossing his handsome face, then his gaze found a deep grey card buried among the red blossoms.

He picked up the card, his eyes landing on the handwriting that seemed vaguely familiar.

[For you]

[Tang Shu]

For you?

Holding the small card, Jing Yu suddenly froze, emotions swirling in his eyes, and after a long silence, a smile of pleasure emerged on his face.

He picked up his phone on the side, opened the WeChat conversation with Tang Shu, wanting to say something, but after backspacing and editing for a while, he failed to send even a single word.

When Jing Yu realized he had been lost in thought for quite some time, it was already much later.

***

In early September, after a month’s screening, "Hurricane Goddess" was taken down from the cinemas.

A whirlwind frenzy erupted online, and this international sci-fi blockbuster closed with a high box office of 4.5 billion, catapulting Mu Ziwei to the status of a hotshot in the domestic entertainment industry.

Vast Entertainment decided to celebrate in the manner of Starshine Media, with all the company’s well-known artists joining the celebrations and reposting, and even hosted a celebration banquet at a hotel.

Suddenly, apart from the news of "Corridor Pavilion," the articles surrounding "Hurricane Goddess" dominated the internet, pressing other celebrities’ news releases to barely raise headway.

Evening, at the Imperial City International Hotel.

The celebration banquet thrown by Vast Entertainment had begun, attracting not only artists from various companies but also noteworthy investors, directors, and other important figures.