Chapter 35

(Listening to the appreciation from 'Shuyou151228120935957', 'Renshengxia', and 'Xueyitianxia'. Thank you!)

Xiaoming and the girl came to the back lounge again. Wu Cheng reached out and gently tapped her little nose, smiling, "My little darling is getting clever, that's good!"

"Hehe, I just want to spend more time with Brother Cheng!"

Wu Cheng smiled, pinched her little cheek, and then shook out a flat little box, handing it to her, "This is for you. I was going to give it to you when I left, but now is a good time."

"What is it?"

"A hair clip, very pretty, but not expensive!" Wu Cheng didn't dare to give her anything too valuable, as she was still young and couldn't defend herself if someone tried to take it.

As he spoke, he took out four premiere tickets for 'Five Star Fortune' and said, "Give these tickets to your parents and have them take you to see the premiere of my movie on the third day of the New Year, okay?"

They chatted for a while longer before Wu Cheng bid farewell and left.

...

On New Year's Eve, Wu Cheng went to the Zhao family with Zhao Yazhi, of course, to give gifts.

Afterward, Wu Cheng left the Zhao family and got into the car driven by Wu Shulan to head to the Wu family.

Wu Cheng's absence during the New Year's celebration left Zhao's mother somewhat disappointed, especially in such a joyful family gathering where they could have teased Wu Cheng a bit.

But when Zhao Yazhi mentioned that Wu Cheng had found his relatives, Zhao's mother became worried. If Wu Cheng found his relatives, would he move out of the Zhao family's place?

Wu Cheng, of course, was unaware of Zhao's mother's concerns.

He was on his way to the Wu family with Wu Shulan!

Now that Wu Cheng had achieved a lot, he didn't have to worry about being treated as a poor relative when visiting the Wu family. Especially after the 'Urban Entertainment News' reported that he had earned nine million from the overseas distribution rights of a single movie, many in the Wu family were amazed.

When they heard that this Wu Cheng was their relative from the mainland, they were stunned, some were delighted, and others were a bit worried.

The Wu family's mansion was on the island, a three-story villa that looked old on the outside but had a large area. This was normal, as the Wu family was considered a large family by ordinary standards.

Wu Mingquan had made his fortune in Hong Kong. When he came to Hong Kong, he didn't have much money, but he managed to build a family business in just twenty years, which was no easy feat. It would be difficult for someone without the right skills and intelligence to succeed in Hong Kong.

The Wu family now had over twenty members, making them a large and thriving family compared to Wu Cheng's branch. However, the Wu family was not united, and if someone wanted to bring them down, it wouldn't be too difficult, which was why Wu Mingquan felt helpless.

Because of Wu Mingquan's presence, the Wu family still followed some old traditions during the New Year, such as the ancestral worship before New Year's Eve. Whether Wu Cheng participated or not made no difference.

Wu Mingquan had three sons and one daughter. In the Wu family, Wu Cheng's status was below only Wu Mingquan and these four people; the rest were younger generations.

After introductions, Wu Shulan led Wu Cheng to his room.

"Uncle Xiao, this room was specially prepared for you by Grandpa. It was just cleaned, and all the items are new. If you need anything, just let me know."

"Okay, I won't be staying here for long anyway!"

"Uncle Xiao, you're not planning to go back and stay with Miss Zhao, are you?"

Wu Cheng was puzzled, "Is that strange?"

"No, you're both celebrities now! Is it convenient to live together?"

"What's inconvenient about it?" Wu Cheng was suspicious and then laughed, "What? Can't your Uncle Xiao live with your future Auntie?"

Wu Shulan shrugged and pouted, "If you don't mind the trouble, I won't say anything!"

Wu Cheng laughed, and then Wu Shulan asked curiously, "Uncle Xiao, what's your relationship with Miss Deng Li Jun? Do you want to make her my Auntie too?"

Wu Cheng couldn't help but cough lightly, "Do you think that's possible?"

"Although I think it's unlikely, I believe in Uncle Xiao's skills!" Wu Shulan said with a grin, showing no respect as a junior.

The family gathered for the New Year's Eve dinner. The men started talking business, while the women cleaned up. After the little ones were dressed up, they began to pay respects to their elders.

The ceremony of paying respects was more formal than in many mainland families.

First, Wu Cheng and his four cousins of the 'Zhi' generation paid respects to Wu Mingquan. This was something Wu Cheng had never done before, but the body he was in had.

After paying respects to Wu Mingquan and receiving a red envelope, they listened to his encouraging words. Then they stood beside Wu Mingquan to receive the kneeling respects of the younger generations.

Among the 'Shu' generation, the oldest was Wu Shuqiang, 29 years old, who was already married and had a child. However, his abilities were not strong, and he was more of a playboy.

In the middle were Wu Shuwen and Wu Shuwu, who caught Wu Cheng's attention. They looked somewhat similar, though they were cousins. They were capable, but being cousins, Wu Cheng felt it was a potential隐患 (hazard).

The youngest in the 'Shu' generation was Zheng Zhi, around ten years old, the son of one of the cousins, a little boy.

Seeing people older than himself kneeling and calling him 'Uncle Xiao,' Wu Cheng's mouth couldn't help but twitch, but this was the tradition, and he couldn't do anything about it.

Fortunately, he had prepared red envelopes, so he didn't embarrass himself.

Finally, it was the turn of the little ones, the fourth generation 'Da' generation. There were three of them, the oldest about four and a half years old, and the youngest just a few months, carried by their mothers.

Wu Cheng realized he had become a 'Great Uncle.'

After midnight, the new year finally arrived, and Wu Cheng was one year older, though he was only thirteen. Thanks to the benefits of his rebirth, he had grown quickly and looked like a teenager of fifteen or sixteen, with a height approaching 1.65 meters.

In just half a year, he had grown at least twenty centimeters.

In the six months since he came to Hong Kong, he had done a lot: writing novels, scripts, songs, and making movies... earning more money than most people would in a lifetime.

But this was just the beginning.

He didn't have great ambitions, and saving Hong Kong cinema was just a thought. If he really tried, it would be too exhausting. Moreover, the decline of Hong Kong cinema wasn't something one person could reverse. The times had changed, and human efforts couldn't change that.

What he could do was to preserve a voice for Chinese cinema in the world. At most, he could make it easier for Chinese cinema to rise again in the future, without having to pay the same high costs as before.

Of course, these weren't his goals. His only goal was to pursue the goddesses of his past, and entering the entertainment industry was the best way to get close to them.

Actually, building a crystal palace was his ultimate goal!

The goal might be a bit evil, but the process could be warm and cozy. If he really had to force it... he wouldn't. A forced melon isn't sweet, and there was no need to use such means to achieve his goals.

After a night of random thoughts, Wu Cheng woke up early the next day, went out for a run, and returned to see Wu Mingquan practicing Tai Chi in the courtyard.

Wu Mingquan had never been interested in these things before, but under Wu Cheng's influence, he had gradually started to focus on health. In Wu Cheng's view, it was a bit late to start now.

"Xiao Cheng is back!" Seeing Wu Cheng return, Wu Mingquan smiled, "How's my form?"

Wu Cheng laughed, "Tai Chi is about the spirit, not the form. You don't need to be too strict with the posture, it's not for competition. Uncle, you're learning this at your age just to exercise and improve your circulation. Do you want to become a master?"

Wu Mingquan laughed and scolded, "You little monkey, underestimating your uncle!"

"Wouldn't dare!" Wu Cheng laughed and bowed.

After practicing for a while, Wu Mingquan stopped and said, "Xiao Cheng, tomorrow, go with me to pay respects to some elders and introduce you to them..."

Wu Cheng frowned, "Uncle, how about this: my movie premieres the day after tomorrow. Why don't you invite your old friends to the premiere? I'll take care of the tickets, and we won't be impolite, right?"

Wu Mingquan nodded and smiled, "I almost forgot. Our little Cheng is already a busy person at such a young age!"

Wu Cheng laughed and said, "Uncle, to others, I'm already a sixteen-year-old boy. Don't tell them I'm only thirteen!"

Wu Mingquan laughed heartily and lightly tapped him, "I know, I know! Don't treat me like an old fool! I know your situation. Miss Zhao is a good match, dignified and graceful, with the potential to be a great wife. Miss Deng is also beautiful, a true beauty. And the youngest daughter of the Zhong family is also nice, a jewel in the family..."

"Uh! Uncle, what are you talking about!"

"Don't be shy! When I was your age, my family had already arranged a marriage for me. My wife married me when I was sixteen!" Wu Mingquan shook his head and smiled, looking up at the sky, as if reminiscing.

After a long while, he came back to his senses and said, "In Hong Kong, polygamy was only abolished recently. If you have the ability, having multiple wives is no big deal. Our old Wu family is the thinnest in your branch. You should have multiple wives to expand the family!"

"..."

Wu Cheng was speechless, his face awkward.

He never expected the old man's thinking to be so... no, not open-minded, but rather feudal! It was the influence of feudal thoughts!

However, this... suited Wu Cheng's taste.

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