Though Feifei felt like her tongue had been put through the wringer, she still smiled and chatted amiably with the manager, head chef, and the others who had come to see them off. Not a hint of displeasure showed.
If directing was a job that required social skills, she'd certainly make a good director. Yu Lian was genuinely looking forward to seeing the finished version of Cold Hill. Unfortunately, Feifei had no intention of letting him watch it early. She told him to wait until the premiere. When he ruefully said he might have to keep an eye on construction progress at the shipyard and could end up missing the premiere, she simply replied, "Buy a ticket."
I have to buy a ticket to see a movie my little sister made? How is that any different from buying blue pills from my wife when she's a pharmaceutical rep?
Still, although Feifei wouldn't let Yu Lian enjoy her work early, she was quite happy to watch a movie with him. Besides, it was a perfectly normal way to spend a lovely vacation.
But once they got to the theater, Yu Lian wanted to see Treasure Alliance, which was still showing. It was the blockbuster starring Mr. Aisham, widely expected to top this year's box office. Feifei, however, wanted to see the movie next door, Star of the Angels.
It, too, was a major production starring a big-name director and cast. It told the story of a planet situated at a junction in the interstellar trade network, where bustling cities and factories covered almost the entire surface. From space, it looked like a world made of steel and lights, full of the grand beauty of the technological age. Yet in the shadowed corners of its cities lay endless slums, a maze so