Huzhou City, Fang Zhai.

Father and daughter sat in the living room.

Fang Zheng Nan held up the teacup.

"Ning Ning, the time we agreed on is almost up, has your recent work been going well?"

Hearing his father ask about his work, Fang Ning looked proud.

"Tell you Lao Fang, your daughter is about to become the heroine, and I will definitely succeed this time. ”

"Oh, really?"

Fang Zhengnan was obviously not as surprised as in his tone, and the expression on his face was still faint.

"But Ning Ning, why did you say okay, the box office will be more than 100 million within a year, which is not a small amount, you only had two roles before, and now the time is only enough for the shooting of a movie, are you confident that one will break 100 million?"

Fang Ning was very unhappy with Fang Zhengnan's attitude, hugged the pillow tightly, and pouted.

"Of course, this time I got a good role, a good script, and a good director. ”

"Hehe, you have confidence, but if you don't succeed, you have to go into the company to study hard and prepare to take over my class. ”

"Okay, you go and rest first, don't hide in the house and read the script, or I'll go and drive away all the stray cats in the park, and you won't want to feed them in the future." ”

"Humph!"

Fang Ning threw the pillow on the sofa and went back to his bedroom.

Silent meditation along the way.

"I'm going to make it, I'm going to make it ......"

……

The words are divided into two ends.

After Wan Xiaofeng was threatened by Fang Zhengnan, he obediently returned to the company, lying on the bed and staring at the ceiling.

He was very irritable, and felt as if there was a big rock pressing down on his chest, and it was much harder to breathe.

Fang Zhengnan's appearance cut off the possibility of him running away.

In front of Fang Zhengnan's powerful power and money, he is like the monkey who can't escape from Wuzhi Mountain, no matter how much he rolls, he can't escape the palm of his hand in the end.

"I can only take one step, look at one step, and tomorrow I will find some reliable crew. ”

In the face of difficulties, it is also a good way to go with the flow.

In fact, Wan Xiaofeng misunderstood.

He thought that Fang Zhengnan wanted him to make a good movie for Fang Ning, so he felt that it was very difficult.

only has 10 million given by Fang Ning in hand, and he will have to pay back 6 million in a few days, and the rest is 4 million, how can he rewrite "Broken Love" and shoot it well?

If I'm not mistaken, in another world, this big-money movie has invested 8 million.

Therefore, if you want to shoot it, the quality can pass the pass of Fang Zhengnan, which is estimated to be unlikely.

"So, how to make up for the gap of 4 million?"

For this question, Wan Xiaofeng tossed and turned and stayed awake all night.

Until dawn, he still didn't think of a way.

After waking up, I washed up and prepared to go out and recruit some talents.

……

In Bandung Film and Television City, if you want to form a crew, you have to go to Longxing Building.

If you want to make a movie, as long as you have money, you can find a script, a director, and props in Longxing Building......

Anyway, as long as you have money, everything is worry-free.

As for Wan Xiaofeng, who has no money, he is on the rooftop of Longxing Building at the moment, basking in the sun and smoking a cigarette.

After walking around this circle, I was tired enough to choke, but I didn't find anyone.

Either it's not level, or it's too expensive.

If you look for some experienced and capable talents as expected, you may find them, but you don't have the money to make movies.

"Woohoo! It's difficult to film, it's hard to get to the sky. ”

Just as Wan Xiaofeng was lamenting, a man who had lost his soul came to the rooftop and slowly approached the edge of the rooftop.

Wan Xiaofeng noticed this figure shaped like a bamboo pole.

The bamboo pole man stood on the edge of the rooftop, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, with an expression of "life is not easy, only death has been".

Isn't this going to jump off a building?

Damn, is the Sprinkle family still here? It doesn't matter if you die, what if someone misunderstands me for murder?

"Hey, brother, what are you doing here?"

"Jump off the building! I don't understand!"

Apparently angry that others disturbed his search for death.

"Don't mind, isn't it fragrant to eat hot pot while we save our lives?"

The bamboo pole man's expression hesitated for a moment, and then he resolutely retreated.

"Hot pot can't save me anymore, I'm determined to die, don't stop me. ”

“？”

Wan Xiaofeng looked at the cigarette in his hand, and then at the person who was about to die.

If you try to stop him, you will have to throw away a third of the cigarette that has been burned.

"A pack of cigarettes is 5 pieces, a little more than 2 cents each...... It's so expensive! ”

If you don't want to do it, just move your mouth, saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter.

"I said, you are a dignified seven-foot man, how big a hurdle is it, just grit your teeth and get over, at most your gums will bleed for two days, and you can be guilty of looking for death and life?"

The bamboo pole man turned his head and stared at Wan Xiaofeng viciously.

"You are a layman who knows a fart, movies are my life, if I can't make movies, what is the point of my life!"

Looking at his excited expression, Wan Xiaofeng knew that this was another movie fanatic.

"Cut! I thought it was a big deal, didn't I just want to make a movie? You come and tell me about the situation, and I'll help you solve it. ”

"Hmph! You want to lie to me, so I won't be fooled. ”

"Hey, don't you believe it? I'm a guy with a film company, a big boss. ”

"Just you?"

"What kind of eyes do you have?"

Wan Xiaofeng felt that he was hurt by the other party's disgusting eyes.

I took out the script from my bag, took it and shook it in my hand.

"See, this is the script, I'm forming a crew! Why don't you come to my crew?"

When the bamboo pole man saw the script in his hand, he hesitated.

"I still don't believe it, you throw the script over and show it to me. ”

Wan Xiaofeng threw the script over, and the bamboo pole man took a step forward, picked up the script and read it carefully.

After a while, he changed the script and stared at the word "Broken Love" on the homepage, sometimes shaking his head, sometimes nodding.

"After you read it, you gave an evaluation, what kind of sheep madness was there?"

The bamboo pole man raised his head, and there was no longer disgust in his eyes, but it was replaced by contempt.

"The person who wrote this script was obviously very unprofessional, but fortunately it was a good story, and it worked well when it was filmed, but it's a pity that ......"

"But what?"

"It's too commercial, it's not literary enough, I won't be the director of this play. ”

Literature and art: What is literature and art, can it be eaten as food?

"I said that you have a cat disease, who said that you are invited to be a director, the director is me, you can only be an assistant director. ”

"I don't even do the director, and I will still be the assistant director for you?"

"Not only do you want to be my assistant director, but you're also unpaid. ”

The bamboo pole man's expression changed to disgust again.

"Idiot. ”

"Bamboo pole man, ......"

"Who is the bamboo pole man, my name is Chen Wuer. ”

"Okay Wu'er, be a man, you can't just see the present, you need to take a long-term view......"

The cigarette butt was already a little hot, and Wan Xiaofeng threw it away in disgust.

"First of all, you are a director who has no films, and secondly, I am the owner of a film company, and what I do is to invest in filming. ”

"However, we are always strangers, and I don't know what your real level is, so I need to evaluate you, and being my assistant director is to assess whether you can get my investment. ”

"In this way, you come to be my assistant director, my company's next movie, you will be in charge, and you will choose the script yourself. ”

Before Wan Xiaofeng finished speaking, Chen Wuer's eyes were already bursting with stars, and he rushed to Wan Xiaofeng and asked expectantly.

"You're saying you're going to invest in me to make a movie?"

"Hmm," Wan Xiaofeng nodded.

"I pick the script myself?"

"Hmm," Wan Xiaofeng nodded.

"So, literary films are also okay?"

"Hmm...... Huh?"

Wan Xiaofeng learned from Chen Wu'er and gave him a disgusted expression.

"You'd better go and jump off the building!"

Chen Wu'er returned to the edge of the rooftop, took out a pen, and wrote four big characters on the ground.

Wan Xiaofeng was very curious about what he wanted to do, and when he saw that he was writing, he read along strangely.

"There is ......"

"People ......"

"Kill ......"

"I ......"

“？”

Before the word "I" was finished, Chen Wuer stopped writing and smiled at Wan Xiaofeng.

"Someone killed me? Wu'er, what do you mean by that?"

"If you don't agree, invest in making a literary film for me, I will immediately jump down from here and tell you that all the aisles of Longxing Building are monitored, and now, only the two of us are on the rooftop. ”

"I'm grass!"

……