Creak~
The door opened, and Philippa walked in from outside.
Dressed in pajamas, her hair damp from a bath.
She climbed onto the bed, rested on his arm, and said, "The movie was really good."
"In a few days, a movie theater will be built on the island. Do you think it can make money?" Wu Heng asked.
"It definitely can make money. It's much better than a stage play. Those things put me to sleep," Philippa said.
"Then we'll give it a try and see if it works," Wu Heng nodded.
Philippa thought for a moment, "Are there any pirate movies? Showing them around the Emerald Sea would definitely be a hit."
Wu Heng raised an eyebrow.
There really were pirate movies.
And they seemed well-crafted and storied.
"Wouldn't that stir up the islanders' professional memories?"
"What do you mean?" Philippa was stunned.
"Like, wouldn't it inspire their past memories and make them go out to sea to become pirates again?" Wu Heng said.
