I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

In fact, to Ren Zhongjun, the two young men sitting in front of him were not simple things.

The so-called expert will know whether there is something or not as soon as he takes action.

His first interaction was with this young man named Xu Zhi at LeTV headquarters.

At that time, we only knew that he was the general manager of Yuntu.

Although he has doubts that a young man in his early twenties can secure the position of general manager... but in his opinion, this young man may be just the shadow of Director Xu.

Director Xu is so powerful, he has seen it before.

That is not the thinking mode and keen sense that ordinary young people should have.

But this young man... to be honest, it shouldn't be that scary, right?

When you are in your twenties, you can just play around with being a star, drinking and making money. Business? I'm afraid you can't talk about it.

But...when he was negotiating the business of "Tiny Times", he suddenly discovered...that this young man had something.

His point of view is particularly strange.

People can always feel a sense of alienation... looking at the overall situation from a perspective other than interests.

It's useless if you talk to him about money, how much money you can make after we cooperate.

They won't talk to you at all.

But if you talk about share swaps, industrial integration, etc., although he doesn't talk much, every sentence will give people a very strange sense of alienation.

At that time, people in the company were a little confused for a while.

So, we originally talked about having a few drinks to connect with each other.

As a result... people are born with alcohol allergies.

He even took a sip of beer to verify the authenticity of this.

Within five minutes, my face was as red as a prawn.

Then...how do you say that?

"As you can see, I really can't drink. But whether I drink or not doesn't affect our friendship. In this way, I will drink tea instead of wine and give you a toast."

When his face turned red, even his eyeballs began to become bloodshot, and others began to consider whether to call an ambulance for him, they said this, and then began to drink water crazily. After a while, the blush subsided... and the feeling of alienation disappeared. Back again.

Don't talk about money.

Why talk about money?

Talk about strategy.

Talk about dreams.

Talk about planning.

If these are all correct, won’t the money come?

I am the kind of person who doesn't care about oil or salt.

It's very difficult.

But what's even more difficult is the vice president named Xu Yang next to him.

The difficult thing about him is... he can really drink.

Ren Zhongjun has never been in the hospital because of drinking in his life. As a result, he met the headstrong Vice President Xu. After a heavy drink, when he sobered up again, his wife was guarding him in front of the hospital bed.

After asking, I found out that I had been given sobering injections all night, vomited on three sofas in the infusion room, smashed a mobile phone, lost a pair of glasses, and the nurse gave me four injections because of the erratic movement of my glasses. Bruised arms... and the worst thing about it. That is, his wife watched with her own eyes as the two little girls helped him pass out drunk on the roadside, waiting for the "first wife" to arrive to pick him up...

After that, for half a month, he felt sick to his stomach when he heard the word "wine".

Then every time we interacted with him, he never mentioned drinking.

These two brothers...

Xu Zhi is a teetotaler and is as calm as the domineering president in the novel.

Xu Yang was a vegetarian, so when everyone went to have fun, he was the happiest, drank the most, and laughed the loudest. But when it came to serious business, he acted like a mute. The standard saying is:

"Ah ha ha ha~ Don't talk about things when you're drinking. Come on, come on, drink, it's good for us brothers, touch three of them! If you don't touch, you won't give face!"

Ren Zhongjun was frightened when he looked at these two ancestors.

Especially when I heard that someone so good at drinking actually lost a Q7...

Did you take a bath in a wine tank or something?

But I have to admit...the young people around Director Xu are really not simple.

No wonder the tiger can dominate the dragon in northern Shaanxi.

I guess my parents are more powerful.

Otherwise, we wouldn’t be able to teach such a child.

While thinking about it, he laughed and took the cigarette from Xu Yang.

After taking a look at Ordos' name, he said:

"I searched all over and couldn't find it. They don't sell it in Yanjing. I even went to Hubei on a business trip and couldn't find it~"

"Huh? Can't buy it?"

Xu Yang was stunned for a moment, then said to the secretary next to him:

"Go to my car and get that box of cigarettes."

"Hey, don't, don't, don't…"

Just when Ren Zhongjun was about to refuse, Xu Yang waved his hand:

"I always bring these cigarettes from home. I don't care if they are sold outside. Mr. Ren takes a box and goes back to smoke. Next time I go home, I will bring you two more boxes."

"No, I just..."

"Eh~"

Xu Yang waved his hand:

"What's wrong with it? Just smoke it."

As he spoke, he reached out to light a cigarette for Ren Zhongjun.

To be honest, Ren Zhongjun's calves trembled when he saw this action.

Because the day he drank too much, this guy said:

"Brother, let me light a cigarette for you. You can have a drink with your brother."

Ren Zhongjun, who drank to his temper, didn't care what the so-called "cup" was.

After letting him finish lighting the cigarette, he watched helplessly as a bullet of whiskey fell into the beer glass.

How do you say that...right!

Depth bomb! Friendship is more brilliant!

With just this sentence, Ren Zhongjun didn't know anything else after just one drink.

Fortunately, today is tea.

Nothing will happen if you drink tea, right?

Should... there is no such thing as flammable oolong tea, right?

While lighting a cigarette, Xu Zhi, who was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, waved to the other people in the tea room:

"You all get out."

Several waiters, including his own secretary, went out.

Xu Zhi also lit a cigarette and continued:

"Is Mr. Ren here on business this time? Or is he on vacation? What are his plans for the evening?"

Ren Zhongjun replied without thinking:

"We also have a meeting with colleagues from the branch over there tonight."

Hearing this, Xu Yang's face was filled with regret.

Of course, no one knows what I think.

But you still have to be polite when you say it. After all, no matter how you chat, there should be a reason.

"Oh, how can this club be held at night? Let's go out for dinner tonight. I'll book a private room. Why don't we have a good meal when we're here?"

"No, no, no!"

Ren Zhongjun was almost scared to death.

"It's really something. There is another promotion for "Tiny Times" later on. This is the main reason why I came here this time."

"One more game?"

Xu Zhi showed a slightly "confused" look.

When he opened his mouth, Xu Yang leaned back on the sofa, smoked and drank tea, and became silent.

Ren Zhongjun nodded:

"Yes, we have discovered... Let's call it a small window period in the industry. Didn't Mr. Xu discover that basically all movies are not promoted much after a week after the film is released? But in fact, we feel that in the A week later, when the popularity stabilizes, the publicity effect may be better. Because the user group at that time is aimed at attracting people who are interested in movies but do not have a strong willingness to consume. Therefore, a week later, "Little "Times" is about to start the second wave of publicity offensive. This is the main purpose of my coming this time."

"oh."

Xu Zhi responded, then turned to Xu Yang and said:

"Actually, this shows the professionalism of Mr. Ren and the others. Under normal circumstances, the box office on the first day is the lowest, but ours turned out to be better, with 70 million on the first day. This must be the effect of the wave of publicity."

"No."

Xu Yang laughed:

"If you ask me, this kind of good thing deserves a drink."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Ren Zhongjun didn't dare to say anything except laughing.

Afraid of being hit by another "depth charge, friendship is brilliant"...

With Xu Yang's gag, Xu Zhi's next words go straight to the center of the conflict:

"Has Mr. Ren contacted Director Guo?"

"not yet."

Regardless of whether there is contact or not, Ren Zhongjun will give this answer.

The two of them were not surprised.

Xu Zhi said directly:

"I'm planning to talk to Director Guo to see how to invest in the third part."

Ren Zhongjun's ears subconsciously lifted up.

But he immediately returned to normal and said with a smile:

"That's for sure. This subject matter has proven that there is an audience, there is an audience and there is a market, so I will naturally vote for it."

"right."

Xu Zhi nodded slightly:

"But I can't care about it right now. I'm trying to comfort Guo Caijie."

"Oh? What happened to her?"

"Haha, it's nothing, just a little emotion."

After vaguely mentioning his close relationship with "Gu Li", Xu Zhi changed the topic again:

"But I estimate that the investment for this third film will be quite large."

"Hahaha~ As you said, Mr. Xu is still short of money?"

"It's missing."

Xu Zhi nodded simply:

"Luc Besson, does Mr. Ren know?"

"The director of "The Killer Isn't Too Cold," right?"

"Yeah. We just negotiated an investment in the past two days. This amount~"

He held out five fingers.

Ren Zhongjun was stunned and asked:

"Dollar?"

"Yeah. It works out to more than 300 million. It may start in the next two months, so I'm worried now. Next, the company's focus will be on Hollywood. This project will not be involved in Cloud Atlas, and it will be a sole proprietorship. Frankly speaking Frankly speaking, working with such a major international director puts us under a lot of pressure, so we may devote all our energy there... I am a little overwhelmed."

Ren Zhongjun naturally didn't believe Xu Zhi's words.

In fact, he knew, and he also knew that Xu Zhi knew.

Today we sit down to talk about the third part of "Tiny Times".

The company naturally wants a piece of the pie.

After all, we have a cooperative relationship now, right?

It makes no sense for you to take it alone.

You know, the distribution side originally wanted to take advantage of the popularity and expand the company's reputation, but after buying shares, the box office suddenly exploded... Even a fool knows what to do next?

Investing in 10,000 mediocre film and television works is not as good as grabbing this IP.

Therefore, in "Tiny Times" 3, the company must have a hand in it.

But the question is how to distribute it.

They can't have a quarrel with Nifeng...or Xu Xin and others for the time being.

Absolutely not.

That would make all the artists attracted feel that their company is petty.

Therefore, this time we must use the most appropriate method to achieve a cooperation that is recognized by both parties. The most important thing is to send a signal to the outside world, that is, LeTV Pictures has the ability to help film and television works "take off".

But what Xu Zhi meant...

Why does it sound so strange?

At first glance, all the details are lost.

Is it to invite you to enter the urn?

Naturally, he is not the type who immediately becomes elated when he sees that his goal is likely to be achieved.

Such a thing as profit...that's meat.

Everyone wants to be late for the biggest piece.

We are all predators and we all know it.

When a predator seems "willing" to give away its own meat, that can only mean one thing.

It must be eyeing another piece of meat.

Bigger!

More!

More... plump!

Therefore, Ren Zhongjun remained calm on the surface and just smiled and said:

"That doesn't mean you have to take full control of the business and do it yourself. There are so many capable people against the wind."

Xu Zhi muttered in his heart: Old fox.

But I don’t care.

When negotiating something like this, you have to be patient.

You come and go, testing each other's bottom line.

He didn't really expect anything to come out of this meeting.

After all, there is still the hurdle of Guo Jingming.

Take your time.

…

Xu Xin went and came back the same day.

At around 10 o'clock in the evening, he returned home.

Originally, he thought that Xu Zhi and Xu Yang would take Ren Zhongjun to have a meal in the evening, but they came back in the afternoon.

The brothers had dinner together.

And when we talked about what we talked about in the afternoon, he felt it was normal.

LeTV is not a fool.

On the contrary, its model is the same as playing drums and passing flowers around, treating everyone as "idiots".

Ren Zhongjun is certainly not a fool if he can achieve this position.

But he didn't worry much about it because the limit had been drawn.

It doesn’t matter if there are no headwinds in the third part.

The 60% stake in the second part is also valuable.

It just depends on how the two of them talk.

When I got home after 10 o'clock, the children were naturally asleep.

He wanted to go into the house and take a look, but he was also afraid that his father-in-law and mother-in-law were asleep. Who knew that after Yang Dalin heard his movements, he walked out of the house and said when they met:

"are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry. I came back from eating there."

"Oh~ OK. The child is a bit troublesome tonight... When will Yang Mi come back?"

Hearing this, Xu Xin knew that the two children would be in a lot of trouble tonight.

Otherwise, the old father-in-law would not be urging his daughter to come back.

But Xu Xin shook his head:

"Come on, dad, don't rush her. She has her own career to be busy with, and it's the end of May. The child will be on vacation for more than half a month. If she doesn't come back, let's go find her."

Yang Dalin didn't say anything, just nodded slightly:

"Go to rest early. Are you okay tomorrow?"

"Go to school."

"Okay, rest."

"Um."

Watching his father-in-law return to the bedroom, he hurriedly washed up, lay on the bed, and sent a message to his wife.

"Are you up?"

It's early 7 o'clock Los Angeles time.

Soon, Yang Mi’s video came over.

He was still dressed in a training uniform, and his face was still unpainted.

After seeing the background, she showed a surprised expression:

"You're back?"

"yes."

"Don't you go there in the morning?"

"I'll go and come back the same day, it's not that important."

"I thought you were going to stay one night. Didn't they say they would arrange a meal for you?"

"It's arranged, but I didn't drink. I drank a little at noon. I wasn't in good condition after I came back from Guangxi. I feel uncomfortable after drinking a little."

Hearing his words, Yang Mi had a look of disgust on her face:

"Don't do this, I didn't arrange a... major health care for you?"

"..."

Xu Xin's mouth twitched.

Ever since Dapeng and Qi Bin made such a joke in "Diaosi Men"... My dear, that's really a flood.

It doesn’t belong to them to have the foot massage and health care industry on their backs…and it’s not right either.

It should be said that the entire northwestern Shanxi is in chaos.

Regardless of whether it is green or not, when you go for a massage, you will always be carrying a lot of health care, which is quite outrageous.

So, he nodded along with his wife's words:

"It's been arranged. Things like Yangzhou thin horse, West Lake vinegar fish and so on are all arranged properly. I ordered twelve of them, and each animal sign is different. The dragon and the snake are fighting, and the horse and the cow are competing for the sheep. The right to mate, the dogs are making fun of the rice seedlings, and the pigs are watching the fun in the video.”

"Hahahaha...uh..."

Yang Mi, who was still laughing, suddenly realized something was wrong. She blinked and her eyes became speechless:

"Hello!"

Then in Xu Xin's eyes that looked like a smile but not a smile, she hummed:

"Humph, whatever. Anyway, I'll keep this grudge in mind! When I go home for the Chinese New Year, I'll catch the two of them and kill them first!"

After saying this, there were waves of restless sounds coming from the shacks of two families far away in Shenmu Xujiawan.

Xu Xin naturally didn't know about this mysterious "death fate".

And Yang Mi didn't care.

To put it bluntly, how many Yangzhou skinny horses can look better than me? Better at flirting with men than yourself?

She still has this confidence.

Then the conversation changed:

“I’m going to audition in early June.”

"So fast?"

"It's not that fast, it's already been a month."

"Go. Now that things have happened, you are no longer the little guy who needs me to help you analyze characters~ Go ahead, grab the best sword in the village, and start your journey..."

"...You have an unexpected amount of jokes today, young man. Hee hee~ How are the kids?"

"I don't know either. They were both asleep when I came back."

"Okay... Then why don't you go to bed early? Or should I chat with you for a while?"

"What are you doing now?"

"I just finished practicing and plan to do some aerobics. I will leave for New York at noon. There is an event for an Asian radio station... oh, let me tell you, it's so annoying. This promotional event is so uncomfortable."

While she was complaining, Xu Xin's video shook as she stepped on the spinning bike at home.

Not to mention...she knows how to find angles, and she might do it on purpose.

Otherwise, who is a good person who wears sportswear with such a deep career line?

What Xu Xin saw was a pleasure to watch.

He simply got under the covers and started chatting with her.

But not long after, as her speed increased, a slight gasping sound sounded in the master bedroom.

Finally, Xu Xin hung up the phone dumbfounded.

The bridesmaids really did it on purpose.

It’s because of myself, my little widowed husband.

Pooh.

It's really nothing.

Turn off the lights and sleep.

Then in his sleep, he received a message on his phone.

"Tiny Times" third-day box office: 53.2 million.

And when he woke up in the morning and saw the news, he felt a sick sense of security in his heart.

It seems that the lower the box office is, the more it meets expectations.

…

June 1st, Children's Day.

The school for the two children is better in this regard, it is not the kind of kindergarten that specifically requires companionship.

Children's activities are children's activities. They can be digested by themselves without parents having to worry too much.

Xu Xin received the news in the morning.

The post-studio decoration and renovation that lasted several months at Xiying's Beijing office has finally come to an end.

He was the first order of business after the acceptance, and he happened to be there during Children's Day.

Then I met an acquaintance.

"Hahaha~ Lao Zhu, are you being sent abroad?"

After Zhu Huailiang, who had almost become his royal editor, heard this, he touched his increasingly round belly and said with a smile:

"Come here for a few days and finish working on Director Xu's project before leaving."

Xu Xin nodded:

"Do you have a place to stay? Can I arrange it for you?"

Of course he said it in kind words.

But this kind of thing has to be said regardless of whether the relationship is familiar or not. After all, there are other people in the editing room at the moment.

"No, no, no, let's go live with Director Xu. Where can I get a replacement room?"

"Hahahahaha..."

The two of them were chatting and laughing, and Xu Xin handed him all the shots of "Breaking Silence".

"It's still the same old rule, first cut out a rough main line. The narrative structure of the shot this time is not so fancy, but it's still pretty easy to figure out."

"good."

Zhu Huailiang readily agreed.

Xu Xin handed him the notebook recording editing ideas.

At this point, the post-production of "Breaking Silence" has begun.

…

Xu Xin started post-production here, but Yang Mi was sleeping peacefully in Los Angeles.

After being woken up by the alarm clock, she looked at the date of June 1st and sighed helplessly.

well……

Waking up by yourself means that Children's Day over there has come to an end.

Is this the first time that I have missed Children’s Day with two little ones?

Thinking of this, when she woke up in the morning, the first emotion in her heart was written with the word "sad".

Get out of bed and go into the bathroom to wash up.

She was preparing for the audition as usual.

Today is the audition day for "LUCY".

At 10 a.m., the audition for Luc Besson will begin.

There was plenty of time, so she got up a little later.

When he came out of the bathroom and went downstairs, the servants were already busy with breakfast.

She had nothing to say about whether she was used to this kind of American breakfast, as long as it was enough to satisfy her hunger.

After saying hello, she came to the yard and began to stand and move her body as usual.

Others were already used to the mistress's behavior.

Magical Eastern Kung Fu.

Soon, with 10 minutes left at 7 o'clock, she ended today's practice.

And Sun Ting also got up.

"Good morning, sister."

"Well, morning."

After Yang Mi nodded and said hello, she sat directly at the dining table.

Bacon, scrambled eggs, vegetables, and two slices of bread.

I’m not saying that I don’t know how to eat... but it’s definitely not delicious. But she didn't demand too much.

While eating, she finally turned on her phone.

Master has said that during the period when a person first wakes up from sleep, his whole body and mind are the most relaxed.

Why do you need to get up early to practice Qigong?

The reason is to circulate Qi and blood when the body is relaxed and there are no distracting thoughts, so that the muscles can remember these tricks and mental methods, and feel the interaction between the whole body and nature.

If you have too many distracting thoughts, you will have random thoughts and you will not be able to practice your skills well.

She was convinced.

So before the practice ended, she tried her best to remain silent and unfocused.

But when she turned on her phone, she saw twenty or thirty messages from her husband.

At first she thought something was wrong...the house was on fire?

Or is it that Da Mao has finally completed his historical mission? …What should the next successor be named?

Little Da Mao?

Seems ok.

I don't think it's an emergency. If it was an emergency, I would have called him long ago.

And when she clicked on the chat box... her mood was even less beautiful.

Inside are photos from Children’s Day.

It should have come from the school.

She began to look at them one by one, and in each picture she could almost see Nuan Nuan and Yang Yang from the crowd.

good.

No parents are with me.

She felt a little better.

But as the photos passed by and she looked at the innocent smiling faces of those children, her sense of loneliness and longing began to increase dramatically.

All of a sudden...I don't want to do anything anymore.

I especially want to go home and spend time with my children and loved ones.

And when this kind of emotion fills my heart, I feel nothing but indifference towards so-called auditions, so-called Hollywood and the like.

Not to mention disgust.

After all, the artistry is still there.

She was just indifferent.

I feel like nothing matters anymore.

Nothing is as important as them.

Especially... when I saw that my husband had decorated the house for a family photo of five people in the evening...

The indifferent indifference in my heart began to boil.

She paused in her eating movements.

Even the bread in his mouth tastes like wax.

Beside, Sun Ting, who was drinking coffee, noticed something was wrong and asked:

"Sister, what's wrong?"

As he finished speaking, he met a pair of rare eyes.

Those eyes lost a lot of emotion.

But not empty.

It just feels deserted.

"...?"

Sun Ting was stunned.

But that "barrenness" disappeared after Yang Mi blinked twice.

But the aftermath turned into a dull voice:

"It's okay. I miss home."

"Well……"

Sun Ting said she was homesick and shouldn't say it in this tone, right?

But Yang Mi said no more.

I just looked at the photos on my phone over and over again until the meal was over.

After finishing the glass of orange juice, she let out a long sigh:

"call……"

Then he got up and left, heading upstairs.

Sun Ting originally wanted to follow...but considering that her sister didn't continue to do preparatory exercises to make her skin "alive", she probably guessed that she was in a bad mood.

After all...Children's Day in China is about to pass.

forget it.

…

So, at 9:30, she saw Yang Mi coming downstairs again.

She just put on light makeup and ordinary clothes and walked downstairs.

And the moment she saw her, Sun Ting had a feeling.

The "indifference" in my sister is even stronger.

It's like the whole world has nothing to do with her.

As an employee, when her boss is in a bad mood, the only thing she can do is to talk less and do more.

So she put on her backpack that had been prepared a long time ago and opened the door for Yang Mi.

The California sun is a little harsh.

While she was squinting, Yang Mi had already walked down the steps.

Seeing this, she quickly followed him.

Soon, a Volvo drove out of the manor and headed towards the audition location.

Not far.

Sun Ting drove the car herself.

At the traffic light, I glanced through the rearview mirror.

My sister just sat in the back row.

No sadness, no joy.

For no reason, she thought of something.

Forgot where I saw it.

It’s called: Vajra’s angry eyes, Bodhisattva’s low eyebrows.

The Bodhisattva's lowered eyebrows are inexplicably similar to my sister's current state...or that kind of indifference.

Huh?

Why do I think so?

She blinked, quickly came to her senses, and continued to focus on driving.