You Are Deep in The Stars

Three days later, Liang Yi had successfully gotten the result he wanted. He seemed not surprised by the reply. He stretched out his hand and said with a smile, “Do you want to have a drink together? I think this is a good idea for both of us.”

“Sorry, I’m not interested in drinking.” Han Zhuo shook hands with him. “And I would rather know what Mr. Liang wants to do to show his sincerity in cooperation.”

“How about letting the underground warehouse disappear completely first?” Liang Yi poured himself a glass of wine. “I know this is what you’ve always wanted to do, and now it is also what I have to do. After all, if you continue to let Shi Tian develop his power secretly, there not only will be a ‘mummy’ in the future, but you will have more troubles and obstacles.”

“He is a complete lunatic,” Han Zhuo reminded.

“It doesn’t matter.” Liang Yi smiled. “In a sense, I am a madman, and you are also a madman, so no one is at a disadvantage.”

“Then what’s your plan?” Han Zhuo sat on the sofa. “With the help of the government?”

“I am originally from the government. This is not strange or illegal,” Liang Yi nodded and added, “But before that, we have to let Shi Tian get into some trouble himself — at least make him look like he’s no longer so content, greedy, and ambitious.”

“This is his character,” Han Zhuo replied.

“I know, but the top government officials don’t know, or even if they know, those people would rather pretend not to know when there is no big trouble.” Liang Yi’s words were a bit like a tongue twister, but the meaning was very clear — first, let Shi Tian become a restless bomb, then someone would naturally want to remove him.

“Why don’t you speak, Mr. Han?” Liang Yi sat opposite him and handed over a cup of hot tea. “I thought you would suggest that I hand over the ‘Mummy’ plan to the government.”

Han Zhuo leaned back on the sofa and asked bluntly, “What do you want me to do?” Submitting a report to the director of the Beidou Research Institute was, of course, an easy task, but even if the government was willing to respond, they would first have to solve too many problems — about Shi Tian’s possible counterattack, the stability of the world of superpowers, and who would take over the position of the underground warehouse in the future. These were by no means things that could be solved in one report.

Since the other party had been so direct, Liang Yi did not go around anymore. He replied, “I want you to help me get the data that Shi Tian has concealed over the years.” With a large number of superpowers and a large number of experiments, it was absolutely impossible to have done nothing — even if there was none, he would have to see it with his own eyes before he could feel at ease.

Han Zhuo raised his eyebrows. “Is this related to the plan we just mentioned?”

“It has nothing to do with it, but it has something to do with me,” Liang Yi said cheerfully. “When we last met, I already admitted my desire for the secrets of the genes of superpowers. If Shi Tian does have a large number of experimental results in his hands, I, of course, wouldn’t want them to be destroyed in vain.”

“What happened after you got it?” Han Zhuo asked again.

“After you get it, you can let Wu Zigang’s third laboratory replace the underground warehouse as you wish and gain the trust of the government. Of course, I will also contribute to the smooth completion of this matter,” Liang Yi said. “You should understand that I cannot personally negotiate terms with the government and convince them to make contact with alien planets, but Wu Zigang can. But the premise of all this is that he must first replace the current position of Shi Tian.”

“Mr. Liang is really good at doing business.” Han Zhuo smiled and shook his head. “OK, then I wish us a happy cooperation.”

Liang Yi happily picked up his wine glass and touched it lightly with his teacup. “It’s a pleasure to cooperate.”

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“Xiao Bai!” Mark Li called enthusiastically.

“I don’t want to talk about Shakespeare,” Bai Xi replied decisively. “I have a meeting in ten minutes.”

Mark Li said, frustrated: “Why are you always in meetings?”

Bai Xi said, “Because I am a businessman who smells like copper. What do you want to say?”

“I plan to make a new movie,” Mark Li said, getting excited. “About Star Wars.”

Bai Xi was silent after hearing this. “About what?”

Mark Li replied, “Star Wars.”

Bai Xi pressed the intercom and asked the secretary to postpone the meeting for half an hour.

“Are you so interested?” Mark Li was flattered.

Bai Xi asked, “Who are the aliens fighting?”

Mark Li replied, “Of course, they are from Earth.”

Bai Xi slapped the table. “No!”

Mark Li was stunned. “Why?”

“Because this is a subject that others have already filmed,” Bai Xi said. “Why don’t you try to innovate?”

“What about it?” Mark Li quickly took out his notebook.

“For example, aliens and Earthlings love each other,” Bai Xi said. “Everyone enjoys themselves happily, learning from each other in the fields of economy, culture, biology, and science, and finally embarks on a harmonious path of common development for the entire universe.”

Mark Li: “…”

Mark Li said tactfully, “Xiao Bai, I think your idea is very good, but it may lose money at the box office.”

Bai Xi added, “Then make a romantic movie!”

An idea flashed in Mark Li’s mind. “This is good!”

“Then it’s settled,” Bai Xi cleared away the documents on the table. “You are responsible for thinking of the theme. The more romantic, the better. Little girls nowadays like romance, you know?”

“I know, I know,” Mark Li nodded, continuing to express himself. “It’s not just romantic, it’s tragic, it’s tear-jerking, it’s about letting the aliens finally return to their homeland, leaving the heroine in her long dress. Standing on the ice in a long white gauze skirt, looking up into the depths of the bright stars, leaving a drop of crystal tears. Isn’t it beautiful! Montage or no montage! Oscar or no Oscar!”

Bai Xi said with chest tightness, “Why tragedy? I like happy endings.”

“Happy reunion is too mainstream. Ninety-eight percent of classic movies are tragedies,” Mark Li’s heart surged. “I won’t talk about it for now. I want to write an outline quickly.”

Bai Xi tried to put up a last fight. “But today’s young female audiences like happy endings.”

A cold “beep” sound came from the receiver.

Bai Xi: “…”

With such a bloody plot, why not make an old drama about mother-in-law and daughter-in-law?