City B. The darkness of the night is lit up by colorful lights, and what lights up people's hearts is those drinking parties that seem to be lively, but secretly have clear hierarchies.

Chen Zhi held a wine glass, and the royal blue suit hid his fat belly well, and the honor of Best Director of the Golden Cherry Award gave him backing, allowing him to break away from his ordinary original family and wander in the prosperity of the entertainment industry.

"Director Chen, good."

"Director Chen, what are the good projects recently?"

"Yo, Director Chen, what have you been busy with lately?"

Along the way, the greetings were endless, Chen Zhi smiled and nodded to them, his footsteps did not stop, all the way forward, finally, he found his goal.

In the dim light, the man's silhouette was like a shadow, only a pair of eyes, like a hunter in the dark night, quietly looking around in the dark, casual sitting posture was his disguise, as if as long as he locked on to the target, the other party would burst out and kill with one blow.

"Director Chen?" The man's cold voice came, and those dark eyes were looking at him.

Chen belonged to a spirit, stood in place and squeezed out a smile, "Mr. Zhuo." ”

"Sit." Xuan Mo pointed to the position beside him, and there was no doubt in his tone.

Chen Zhi's legs seemed to open his eyes, and he spontaneously took a few steps forward and sat down. It's just that after sitting down, Chen Zhi was a little annoyed - the other party is not very old, why should he do this?

"How's your harvest tonight?" Chen Zhi turned his head, the flickering light, and the scarlet liquid in the wine glass made him squint.

Xuan Mo raised his glass to him and shook his head.

Chen Zhi poured the red liquid into his throat, tasting the residual sourness in his mouth on the tip of his tongue, and his heart was a little more relaxed.

Whether it's making a film or looking for investment, where is it so easy? With the entry of Internet capital, the IP boom has been continuously retreated, not only hosts, but also singers, have crossed over to share the cake, and any thing that doesn't know what it is, with feelings and youth, can be pushed to the cinema for sale.

The insiders are down, and now, even the outsiders are here.

This Mr. Zhuo - or Young Master Zhuo, is young, but he invited him lavishly, and his old partner was the producer, he hung the name of producer, and bought the copyright of "Primordial Chronicle", it seems that he is ready to do it ambitiously.

No, not only is it ambition, but the standard of the person in front of him is also scary.

I heard that before inviting him, the team had changed, and the cutting-edge director took the initiative to resign due to different concepts. The screenwriter adapted the storyboard more than a dozen times, and every detail was nitpicking, but the producer was still not satisfied, and heard that it would have to be changed.

With the improvement of the storyboard script, the budget of the funds has more than tripled, and the original abundant investment of 50 million has become insufficient.

But how can it be so easy to pull investment?

The original cost of 50 million, plus the later publicity and distribution expenses, the cost went directly to 100 million, such an investment, the box office had to be 300 million to return to the cost - this is just a return to the cost!

Nowadays, there are additional costs, and it is conceivable that the investment is more risky.

There are about 300 films a year in the entire country, with a box office of hundreds of millions, but only 30 films, compared to those low-cost and high-yield dark horses, most of them are the ones who take a day trip in the cinema and throw themselves into the sea of blood.

Chen Zhi thought silently in his heart, picked up the wine glass, but found that his cup was already empty. Raising his head, he was surprised to find that the man who was sitting in front of him just now had disappeared.

"Mr. Wang is here?"

"The Prince of Qiandu Pictures......"

The sound waves came from a distance in layers, and Chen Zhi stood up and looked at the sound source intently. A young man with a polite smile on his lips walked in quickly from the door, and at the same time, the other party's voice also passed through the crowd:

"My father is not feeling well, so he sent me to the banquet, and the elders please take care of me."

Although he said that he was cared for, the young man's face did not look like he needed to be cared for by others. Chen Zhi stood aside and watched coldly, many directors he knew had already surrounded him, and together with the usually reserved actresses, he couldn't help but lift his skirt at this moment, stood up, and looked in the direction of the comer.

Chen Zhi didn't go to join in the fun, the waiter on the side helped him change a glass of champagne, Chen Zhi held the wine glass, slowly shook the golden liquid in the glass, squinted and considered the solution to the crew's lack of investment.

50 million, it's a bit difficult to shoot a story that takes place in primitive times......

If it weren't for Zhuo Gongzi's high price, how could a movie of this cost be favored by him?

"Who is the person around Wang Gongzi?" While pondering, the lady behind her took a step back, inadvertently interrupting Chen's train of thought. The lady hurriedly apologized, but Chen didn't have the heart to pay attention to anything else.

The person who is chatting happily with Wang Gongzi is ...... Mr. Zhuo?

The man's black gem cufflinks reflected the light, dangling in the pupils, Chen subconsciously squinted his eyes, stretched out his hand to block his eyes, looked sideways again, the two raised their wine glasses together, and the crisp sound formed by the collision of the glass walls reached Chen Zhi's ears through the noise and restlessness.

Do they know?

Chen's thumb rubbed the wall of the wine glass, and found that this explanation was quite eloquent in the past - it is not surprising that the Zhuo family, as a giant of the real estate industry in S City, a capital predator, knows the son of a leader in the entertainment industry.

However, if the two knew each other, why did Mr. Zhuo let him bring him in to attend the gathering in this circle?

Chen Zhi was puzzled, hesitated for a moment, and walked in the direction where the two of them were, the floor-to-ceiling windows were open, and the wind from the garden blew in with the unique coolness of the autumn night. Chen stopped and watched the man coming towards him.

"Gone."

Chen Zhi hesitantly glanced at Wang Gongzi, who was surrounded, turned around and trotted a few steps, keeping up with Zhuo Gongzi's pace, "You are leaving?" ”

The waiter opened the door of the clubhouse, Xuanmo kept going out, and the secretary was already waiting at the door, and the black Bentley's body blended in with the night in a low-key manner. The secretary got out of the car and pulled the car door.

"My mission is accomplished." Xuanmo entered the door, the secretary closed the door, and the window rolled down, revealing his face.

Chen Zhi's feet slipped, and he stood firm against the window of the car, "You, what did you say?" ”

The man in the car raised his hand, looked at the watch on his wrist - from a small mid-range sign, and nodded politely to him: "The funds are in place, see you tomorrow." ”

The black Bentley engine roared softly, like a fish swimming in the deep sea, speeding away in the direction of home.

Turning around, Chen turned his head and entered the banquet hall.

Another director saw him and hurriedly grabbed him, "Lao Chen, you are not interesting enough, Wang Zong's investment in "Primordial Age", how can you hide such a big news from us?" ”

Chen Zhi buzzed in his ears and asked, "Investment, how much?" ”

"Thirty million!"

Side.

Wang Gongzi propped his head and looked at the secretary who was jumping in front of him with a smile. The secretary is Wang Dong's confidant, and he was borrowed by Wang Gongzi today, at this time, Mr. Secretary was looking confused: "You...... Really invested 30 million? ”

Wang Gongzi nodded.

"Why? Why are you ......? "The secretary walked around and almost broke the carpet on the floor.

Wang Gongzi tilted his head, "Probably because he is pleasing to the eye." ”

The person he can look at, he hasn't failed so far, and it's worth making a friend for 30 million.

Didn't his father also make his fortune by knowing people back then?

The next day.

"Did you really say 'do you want to be together', and Wang Gongzi agreed to invest?" Changing out of the suit, putting on the casual jacket he was used to, and not sleeping all night last night, Director Chen looked like an uncle with vicissitudes of life.

At this time, he asked questions around Xuanmo before and after, which seemed even more unseemly.

Xuan Mo confirmed the news that the funds were in place, talked to his new partner on the phone, and held a meeting to screen the inspection results sent back by the location team, and finally realized that Director Chen was still waiting for his answer.

Stretching out his hand to hand the changed script to the screenwriter, Xuan Mo raised his head and said lightly, "Want to listen to the truth?" ”

Director Chen hurriedly poured a glass of water and handed it over, Xuan Mo took it and held it in his hand, "He didn't have a choice." ”

"Huh?"

"He has a half-brother who is in dire need of grades." As a giant in the film production industry, Qiandu Pictures naturally has no shortage of good films, but these films have nothing to do with Wang Gongzi.

Doing business is a combination of being a person and doing things, and in the film industry, in addition to knowing people and doing things, it is more necessary to know films. Wang Gongzi's half-brother was responsible for the "Palace Ci", and the royal father intended to welcome his brother's mother home, and Wang Gongzi was naturally anxious.

Chen is not stupid when he can mix to this point, and he was suddenly enlightened by Xuan Mo.

"The script of "Primordial Chronicle" is not bad, and with the joining of Director Chen, it is not surprising that Wang Gongzi can take a fancy to it." Xuan Mo calmly analyzed.

Chen Zhi's face flushed, he understood the beating between Xuan Mo's words, nodded, and went to the budget plan for the shooting.

…… Isn't it okay if he's convinced?

Chen left, and Xuan Mo was the only one left in the office, holding a steaming coffee, looking out the window, Xuan Mo subconsciously took out his mobile phone and dialed Lan Xi's phone.

No one answered?

Xuan Mo frowned slightly, changed Zhao Xiaotao's mobile phone number, and this time, the call was quickly connected.

"Where's Lancey?"

Zhao Xiaotao looked at Lan Xi, who was chatting happily with the members of the Literature Society, and sighed, "He is with his friends from the Literature Society, and he is participating in the author conference of the Green Water Literature City." ”

Xuan Mo's hand trembled, and the coffee in the cup spilled.

The scene was noisy, young boys and girls crowded on both sides of the red carpet, chattering and discussing their favorite big, this noisy sound passed through the microphone to Xuan Mo's ears, so that Xuan Mo, who likes to be quiet, couldn't help frowning.

Zhao Xiaotao quickly supported the girl who was about to be squeezed down, and changed the phone to another hand, "Don't worry, I'll follow, Xiaoxi shouted to see his ink book, tsk, I've been looking forward to it for a few days, like a little fan." ”

"Okay." Hanging up the phone, Xuan Mo looked out the window in a daze, took a deep breath, took out the phone again, and dialed out:

"Hello? I'm Moshu, I'll be there soon. ”

Green Water Villa.

Lan Xi wore a mask, stood among the fans and attracted special attention, pressed the brim of the hat, and saw her newly met friend Han Feifei pushing aside the crowd and "swimming" with difficulty, with a little annoyance on her face.

"What's wrong?" Lancey's heart trembled.

"I heard from the staff that Moshu has something to do temporarily, so he won't be here today."