In order to terminate the contract as soon as possible, Kaicheng Brokerage Company and Fang Chixia called the termination fee the next day.

Coupled with the more than 8 million yuan that Chaco claimed from Tang Shenghua and the three of them, the studio's funds reached 25 million.

After paying off debts and bank loans, there was still more than 16 million cash left, and the bankruptcy crisis of the office was finally overcome.

In addition to the abundance of funds, the staff and departments of the studio have also changed dramatically.

Because Wu Huai currently has no film endorsements, Xu Ke concurrently serves as the general manager of the studio, and has full authority to manage all the affairs of the studio.

The finance department rehired a cashier and an accountant to work together and be directly responsible to Xu Ke.

Because the signed artists were all driven away, only Wu Huai and Tang Feifei were left, and the artist agency department was reduced, leaving only a few backbones.

Tang Feifei also began to develop in acting at the suggestion of Wu Huai and learned from scratch.

In Wu Huai's words, it's so beautiful, it's a waste not to act!

Tang Feifei was a little speechless when she heard this, and she was praising her.

Of course, being beautiful doesn't mean that there are no requirements for her acting skills, and she is not forced to be exquisite, but she always needs to be decent, so she still has a long way to go.

Wu Huai also has a long-term plan for her future, focusing on the development of the fashion industry, fashion models, high-end product endorsements, etc., which is a matter of the future, Wu Huai did not disclose it to her for the time being.

In addition, the public relations department was also reorganized under the leadership of Xu Ke, and was divided into two parts: the media public relations team and the network public relations group.

The media public relations team maintains the relationship with the media, and the network public relations team mainly operates marketing accounts, water army control and evaluation, and so on.

Of course, because of the small size of the studio, there are not many people in the public relations department.

When Xu Ke was busy with these things, Wu Huai was not idle, he was trying to write a script, which was a treasure trove of entertainment belonging to another world.

As a high-achieving student who graduated from Chinese opera, he is interested in showing his talents in the performance industry, and he has seen countless film and television works and scripts.

Even many classic works Wu Huai has studied the pull piece, and his impression is naturally much deeper than that of the general audience.

But even so, it is difficult to restore a script, writing is one aspect, the relationship line of each character, emotional development, personality changes, line restoration, etc. are all difficulties that he has to overcome.

So when Xu Ke pushed the door in, Wu Huai was still frowning, constantly recalling the plot of that work.

"What are you doing?" Xu Ke said with a smile as he walked up to Wu Huai.

The tiredness of many days has made her clear a lot, but it has also added a bit of weak beauty.

The beautiful face and the sharp and curved jaw have a thrilling charm under the reflection of the sun.

Wu Huai unconsciously took her thin and white hand and said softly: "I'm writing something, I've worked hard for you this time!"

Xu Ke withdrew his hand, knocked Wu Huai's head and said coquettishly: "Talking is talking, don't move your hands and feet, look for a beating." ”

Wu Huai touched his head and said with a smile: "Sister Ke, do you have anything to do with me?"

"That's right, I have a script here...... Xu Ke hesitated for a moment and handed it over, "You take a look first?"

Wu Huai took the script, flipped through it casually, and asked, "Is it a short film?"

"Well, it's an entry for the National Youth Short Film Project, this script has been recorded, and the director is a top student of the Yan Opera Directing Department......"

"As long as you enter the finals, you can broadcast it on Shonan TV's "Movie Storm" program. Xu Ke explained eagerly, with a little apprehension on his face.

She knows that for an actor who was once popular, it is not easy to accept to act in a short film, especially for someone as arrogant as Wu Huai.

But she really can't contact the right crew, she has submitted countless TV crews, but none of them are sound, and she doesn't even have an audition invitation.

She even called some directors who had worked with her, and when the other party heard that it was Wu Huai, she immediately shirked it, and there was no room at all.

There are a few online dramas that have found Wu Huai, but looking at the lineup and investment, Xu Ke feels that it is better to act in this short film, at least there is a chance to be on TV.

"Hmm...... I'll take a look first. Wu Huai nodded and looked at the title of this short film - "Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow", which is quite a literary name.

"Look at you!" Xu Ke saw Wu Huai nodding, and then let out a long breath, she was really worried that Wu Huai would play tricks and not try......

Xu Ke left quietly, and Wu Huai also opened the script with the mentality of taking a look at it casually.

It is said that it is a script, but it is not a storyboard script, but a complete short story, and compared with a storyboard script, the novel can have better emotional substitution.

The opening is a decent story about the protagonist and his son playing badminton in the park, and the ball is hit on a tree and can't be reached, and then the son is going to the toy store to buy a new one.

The text of the novel is unpretentious, but the plot description is exceptionally smooth, the picture is full of sense, and it is very comfortable to read.

The story continues as the protagonist in the park recalls playing basketball with his best friend in high school, and after playing basketball, the two go their separate ways and go home.

But at about 8 p.m., the family received a call from the police, saying that a friend had been hit by a taxi at half past five in the afternoon.

The protagonist can't accept this cruel fact, and the next day he comes to the park to remember his friend, and suddenly a basketball is thrown at him, and standing opposite is his deceased friend!

Wu Huai was originally careless, but he was interested when he saw this.

Whether it is the creation of suspense or the highlight of the story, it is clear all of a sudden!

The protagonist can't believe what he sees, he is back to yesterday!

So the protagonist decides to save his friend's life, and he personally sends his friend home and specifically asks him to pay attention to the vehicle.

The protagonist, who sent his friend home safely, went home with peace of mind, but at night he received the news of his friend's death.

This time, a friend came home and went shopping according to his mother's instructions, but when he was crossing the intersection, he was hit by a dump truck......

On the third day, the protagonist returns to the park again, and the time goes back to yesterday again, and he vows to save his friends this time.

However, he failed again, this time in a fire that burned both his friend and his sister......

On the fourth day, there was a gas explosion, and the whole family was in order......

The protagonist returns to yesterday again and again, only to accept the consequences that are more serious each time.

Finally, the protagonist arrives at the park again exhausted, and when he personally confirms from his friends that his most important people are his family, the protagonist finally dispels the idea of saving him again.

Wu Huai couldn't help but marvel when he saw this, although it was only a short story, it was enough to make people's hearts tremble.

But the story is not over here, and the final plot development really amazed Wu Huai!

The son who bought the badminton ball comes back, and the protagonist finds that his son's steps have sunk a lot, and when he looks closely, he is full of exhaustion.

The protagonist worriedly touches his son's forehead, and the son suddenly holds his father's hand with both hands, and a line of tears oozes from under the palm.

"Hey, little man, what's wrong with you?"

"Dad, what's the most important thing to you......"

The son's voice became quieter and quieter, what a familiar word.