I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 510 508. Jaguar as a guide

"Dong dong dong."

"Enter."

Hearing the sound, Pang Liwei pushed open the door of the rest room and saw Zhang Yimou, who was holding his wallet in his hand and putting on his baseball cap as if he was ready to go out.

"...Want to go out?"

"Yes, Xiao Xu is here. He will arrive in Nanjing in about an hour. I'll pick him up."

"...pick it up in person?"

Pang Liwei was really shocked.

Although I know you love him, it doesn't hurt that much, right?

Momo came here two days ago, and you asked her to come by herself.

When Xiao Xu comes, you pick him up in person?

And what can Zhang Yimou say?

Can you say, "I have an unmarried girlfriend who gave birth to three children for me, and now I need to secretly get a marriage certificate and wait for the census to register the three children as household registrations"?

Stop it.

Don't say a word, not even a punctuation mark.

So, he simply nodded:

"Yeah. Don't you have anything else to do in the afternoon? Cut up the video tapes from the fitting session in the morning and put them together with the previous ones. Let's compare them one by one. Don't worry, bring them to me tonight...forget it. Yes, give it to me tomorrow, I will take Xiao Xu out for a meal in the evening."

With that said, he was leaving.

But Pang Liwei quickly said:

"You go to the office first and meet Wei Ping."

"Xiaowei?...What's wrong?"

Zhang Yimou paused in his steps.

Pang Liwei told the truth:

"I drank too much. When I came back, I opened the door very loudly. I was yelling to find you... I already told you that I was on my lunch break, but that didn't work. I had to find you..."

"..."

If it were anyone else, forget it.

If you didn't drink, forget it.

These two points added together...

Zhang Yimou, who originally planned to drive away in person after just a slight pause, frowned.

There was silence in the lounge.

"Then... let me go and have a look."

"……Um."

Pang Liwei responded and followed him out.

The two of them arrived at the rented art school office. Before they reached the door, they heard a voice coming from inside:

"At least 30 million! Old Zhao! Do you know?! If we don't allow advertising, at least 30 million will be lost!!! Damn it!"

"..."

Zhang Yimou stopped.

Pang Liwei did not continue walking forward.

"Yimou doesn't feel bad, I feel bad! Do you know... Damn! I really feel bad!!!"

"..."

"..."

In silence, after Zhang Yimou heard this sentence, he thought about it and handed his wallet to Pang Liwei:

"Please go pick up Xiao Xu for me."

"Uh... ok."

"Yes. Go get the key from Lao Gao, and Li Shuang asked them to keep the car."

After Pang Liwei took the wallet, Zhang Yimou walked directly towards the office.

Pang Liwei vaguely heard:

"Yimou, you are here! Let me tell you, I was chatting with Lao Zhao just now..."

She heard this sentence, but she felt the same as Ming Jing about what Zhang Weiping wanted to talk about.

For no reason, she felt a little sad.

If you were in other movies... forget it.

I won't mention what you made of "Three Guns"... let's just talk about the subject matter.

This is "Nanjing"!

In the face of national crisis, let’s use product placement! ?

The dissatisfaction in her eyes almost overflowed.

But nothing can be done.

Because I am just a broker.

well……

With a long sigh, she took Zhang Yimou's wallet and walked out quickly.

…

"Sister Pang."

"Xiao Xu, long time no see."

"Yeah, long time no see..."

Xu Xin said as he helped Su Meng load their suitcases into the trunk of the Pajero.

When he walked to the trunk door, he took a look at the things that were originally placed in the trunk.

Safety helmets for construction sites, four.

Two tripods.

The feet were still covered with mud.

The trunk also looked dirty. Apparently, the tripod had not been cleaned from the dirt it had brought with it when it was placed inside.

Finally, there are a few bottles of Master Kong’s mineral water.

Seeing this, he didn't say much and sat directly in the passenger seat.

"Sister Pang."

After fastening his seat belt, he opened the window slightly and then asked:

"Is this the crew's car?"

"...Yes. It's a little dirty. The main reason is that everyone went to the crew today. Assistant director Li Shuang asked to leave a car. I guess the crew didn't know that Yimou was going to use it, so..."

Pang Liwei nodded:

"Yes, they are all the crew's cars."

"oh oh……"

He didn't ask any more questions and even woke up a little.

I feel like I'm being a little pretentious.

Because the thought in his mind just now was: "Hey, old man, this is not interesting enough. I have done such a big thing for you, and you are not allowed to hire a big labor force to pick me up..."

Of course, this is a joke.

My real thought is that the old man’s people this time don’t seem to be very good.

Not in terms of the crew, but in terms of logistics.

Not to mention the distance and distance of the relationship.

With his 500 million box office energy, if anyone on the crew knows that he is coming, he must at least start with a Mercedes-Benz, right?

Of course, commercial vehicles are counted separately.

But it has to be a GL8 anyway.

Although the Pajero's performance is reliable,... it is used outside of work.

Especially in terms of receiving customers...

Not very good.

Thinking of this, another thing suddenly popped into his mind.

"By the way, Sister Pang, have you got the old man's car back? Who is driving it now? Let me experience it. What is Hermès?"

"...?"

Pang Liwei, who was walking towards the exit of the parking lot, was a little confused:

"what?"

"That Jaguar. The one given by Ken Takakura. It has been running in for more than half a year, right? It has been driven for 3,000 kilometers. Come on, let me feel what Hermès craftsmanship is."

He mentioned this matter when he was chatting with "Zhu Xiaotian", "Jian Chengxu" and "Wu Jianhao" a few days ago.

Zhu Xiaotian was the first to sneer:

"Hermès's interior is fully covered? If you say they cover it on a Rolls-Royce, I believe it, but on a Jaguar? You should throw it away. It's not enough to reduce the price."

Zhu Xiaotian's words immediately met Yan Chengxu's rebuttal:

"That's Ken Takakura's Jaguar! Just like Liu Dehua wanted Lao Bei to sew a pair of cloth shoes for his dog. Not to mention Ken Takakura in Japan, in China, among my dad's group, he is also the top Is it good?"

Wu Jianhao:

"Eh? Is this still possible? Hermès sews upholstery for cars?... Dani, check it out and see if Wanwan can accept this kind of work."

Finally, after getting Xu Xin's affirmation and explaining the fairy friendship between the old man and Takakura Ken through a rough description, they heard that the two people actually used "letter exchange", and the three of them felt this empathy. I didn’t dig my socks out of jealousy.

Then what……

They looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

I thought that no matter how I looked at these two bastards/old bastards/pucks, they didn't seem to have the virtue to write to me.

So the matter just ended.

However, this matter did arouse the interest of four people.

Wanting to see what the "love" between these two middle-aged people was like, Xu Xin asked.

But after Pang Liwei was stunned for a moment, she finally realized what he was talking about, and then a wry smile appeared on her face.

"That car... is still being held by customs."

"...?"

Xu Xin was stunned:

"Butt it? Why?"

"Because Zhang Weiping didn't mention it..."

It would be okay if this name was not mentioned, but as soon as it was mentioned, Pang Liwei became angry:

"He refused to go through the customs procedures. The car was originally a left-hand-drive car specially bought by Takakura Ken. It was run-in and delivered. It was passed through customs, but it needed to be picked up in the name of the company. He didn't go... Yimouhe When he talked about this, he said that he went, but because the interior of the car was modified with Hermès, it was illegally modified and he couldn't bring it up. He also said that it was just a Jaguar, and he bought one as a gift. seek."

"..."

Xu Xin's mouth twitched.

"Then what?"

"Then? The car is still over there now. I'm still missing... Indeed, it is already within the scope of modification. But it's just a maid, so it doesn't matter at all. I also asked my friend, and my friend said In fact, you don’t need to worry about this level of modification. If you don’t change the exterior color, no one will care how to modify the interior. There is only one reason why the car was detained, and that is because someone took the initiative to mention that the car’s maid had modified it..." (Note 1)

"Understood."

Without letting Pang Liwei continue speaking, Xu Xin already roughly understood what was going on.

He continued to ask:

"What should we do with this car now? Return it?"

"Yimou said that he would rather be in the customs than return it. How should he explain it to Takakura Ken when he returned it? He bought it for Yimou after he was sure that the car could be transported to the country. If it can't be taken out here...if Takakura Ken knew Well, what should I think..."

"..."

Xu Xin thought for a while, then suddenly lowered his head and took out his mobile phone.

I found a name in the phone book and called him directly.

"Dudu...haha, Director Xu, he doesn't go to the Three Treasures Palace for anything."

Because the speakerphone was turned on, Pang Liwei could also hear the sounds inside.

Xu Xin was delighted:

"Haha, what Director Chen said... I can't talk to you if I have nothing to do?"

"Hahahaha~"

Another burst of laughter came from the other side of the phone, and Xu Xin did not hide it and said directly:

"Director Chen, let me ask you something... It's like this, do you know Takakura Ken?"

"Well, that famous actor in Japan?"

"Yes. Didn't I come to see the director team during the Olympics?"

"Oh, yes, I remembered. I came here once and gave Director Zhang a... guarding knife. It was quite touching~"

"Yes, that's him. He gave Director Zhang a Jaguar over in Japan, the kind with left-hand drive here. All the procedures were completed, except for the interior seat surrounds and the like. I changed it... Now it's at the customs. I want to ask how I can raise it..."

"The appearance of the car has not changed? Is it in the customs import car catalog?"

"Here I am."

"Where's the customs tax? Have you paid it too?"

"Well...he hasn't picked up the car yet, can't he hand it over?"

After receiving his explanation, Director Chen immediately knew where the problem lay:

"Isn't it male to female?"

"Yes, but now... Director Zhang's company didn't get it. Director Zhang transferred the car to me. I want to drive it."

"Haha, that's easy. Just find a company with an import car qualification certificate and entrust it as an agent. But you need to go through a set of procedures, either a transfer here, or a declaration list of original factory procedures over there... The procedures are quite simple. Just a small matter, does Director Xu have detailed information about the car? If so, please pay the customs duty. Since you have already asked, the car’s file should have been left at the customs, right?"

After understanding some subtext, Xu Xin responded with a smile:

"Hey, let me hurry up and implement it? Is it okay to change the interior of the car?"

"Isn't it just some leather seats or something?"

"right."

"No problem, within the framework."

"That's fine...last time it was because of the interior changes, so I didn't bring it up..."

"Maybe it was not explained clearly. As long as it is a foreign vehicle that complies with our laws and regulations and is on the customs import list, the procedures are legal, and there are no illegal modifications, there will be no problem."

"Oh, that's great... Oh, we still have to find the right person. When Director Chen said this, I felt like it..."

"Hahahahaha..."

After chatting for a while and making an appointment to have a good time together next time, the phone hung up.

Pang Liwei was stunned for a while.

At once……

Is it really solved?

I was speechless when I heard Xu Xin say:

"Mengmeng, let me tell you, Sister Ting, that I just made a favor for Director Chen of the Customs. This year's gift will be heavier."

"Okay, Brother Xu."

Su Meng nodded quickly and began to edit the text message to Sun Ting.

Yang Mi may not be able to remember this kind of thing, but Sun Ting will definitely remember it.

Because it's her job.

At this time, Pang Liwei couldn't help but ask:

"Xiao Xu, this Director Chen..."

"Eh? Sister Pang, have you forgotten? When we imported those batches of LED screen cables for the Olympic Games..."

"...????"

Pang Liwei was stunned:

"Are you still in contact?"

"yes."

Xu Xin nodded and shook his head:

"But I basically don't worry about these things. Every year, Yang Mi is the one running the show."

"Also...that means...there are so many people...are you both in contact?"

Pang Liwei no longer knew what to say.

Xu Xin responded:

"Well, friends, although we don't talk about money, isn't it normal to walk around during the holidays, make phone calls, and pick up two bottles of wine?"

Telling what should be taken for granted, he did not forget to add:

"Remember to give me the procedures for this car. I will handle this matter as soon as possible. The old man should like that car very much... After all, this car sounds rare."

When he said this, he was thinking about it unconsciously...

Big Pharaoh said two days ago that he would give himself a Bentley.

He didn't want it.

But I don’t want it...can’t you just take the initiative to give it away?

If you treat me like Takakura Ken did to the old man, choose the color of the car that I like the most, and then change the interior to Hermès... let alone Hermès, you can get a gold profit.

Wrap it in a leather seat full of your love, and then drive it out to me every day at about 60 mph until the running-in period, ensuring that the car is in perfect condition in all aspects and delivered to me.

See if I want it!

Even if I don't open it, I still appreciate your love.

Pooh!

Scumbag!

You're so picky, you can tell he's a talkative player!

What the hell!

…

"A sneeze! A sneeze! A sneeze!... Damn it, who is scolding me!"

An unknown rich second generation sneezed several times.

…

"……All right."

I sighed again in my heart...

Pang Liwei nodded and agreed.

In fact, she was quite moved.

To be honest, the exchange between Yimou and Ken Takakura was in line with the ancient model of "friendship between gentlemen"!

Besides envy, I am still envious.

I can't even feel a trace of jealousy.

In addition, what is more complicated in her mood at this moment is Xiao Xu...

Obviously when he first joined the group, he was just a young boy.

Not to mention his lack of hair, he was... just a student at the beginning.

Although I haven’t graduated yet.

But look at people...

And the reputation of his family is outrageous.

The Olympics has dealt with so many relationships and it’s okay to keep them. Are you still moving around during the holidays?

How much does it cost to give gifts this year?

These two couples...

Really are……

Her heart was filled with absurd emotions, but what followed was a strong contrast.

Look at Xiao Xu.

Look at Zhang Weiping again...

It really is……

Her thoughts had just reached this point when she suddenly heard:

"Sister Pang, are the old man and Zhang Weiping okay recently?"

"Ah...ah???"

Pang Liwei was stunned again:

"What?"

? ?

Xu Xin was a little confused.

Why are you so excited?

But immediately I heard:

"Did Yimou tell you?"

"..."

He was also speechless.

In fact, he asked this purely out of intuition.

After all, logically speaking, this car matter is just a matter of going through the procedures, and there is no need to go online.

But something like this happened.

No matter how you look at it, it's a bit strange.

But now when I ask this question, judging from her reaction, it seems that something is really wrong?

Xu Xin's brows suddenly wrinkled.

"what happened?"

"..."

Pang Liwei was silent now.

Xu Xin did not rush, but the vehicle slowly followed the car in front and came to the traffic light.

"Actually... we had a quarrel last night."

"What's the reason?"

"Both aspects..."

Pang Liwei sighed:

"Sigh. On the one hand, due to investment issues, Zhang Weiping insisted on adding product placement. During this time, some advertisers have been contacting him. But Yimou disagreed."

"How can such a serious subject include advertising!?"

"Yimou said the same thing, and even the people in the team thought so. But Zhang Weiping thinks... it's okay to add a little more."

"..."

Xu Xin actually wanted to say "What do T, M, and D mean?"

But after thinking about it, he remained silent.

Just nodded:

"Well, what then?"

"Then the two sides were in a stalemate, but it wasn't a quarrel. The main reason for the quarrel was to add a sex scene between John Miller, played by Bell, and Zhao Yumo."

In an instant, Xu Xin went numb.

What the hell are you doing in a sex scene for something that concerns great justice?

Are you kidding me?

Where is the brain?

What do you think?

"Then what?"

"It's over. Neither of us could convince the other last night. Yimou thought it was flattery and bowed to Mr. Yang... Zhang Weiping thought this was the sublimation of the relationship between men and women. It can still have appeal... The market response will be very good. Something like that... it’s quite noisy anyway.”

After saying that, Pang Liwei seemed to feel that it was not subjective enough, so she added:

"Of course, the entire crew supports Yimou, but you also know the relationship between Zhang Weiping and Yimou..."

"..."

Xu Xin still didn't respond.

Just asked:

"Has the funding for this film been secured?"

"Well, the special funds have been put in place."

"……Oh shit."

Hearing this response, Xu Xin finally cursed.

It's too late.

If you can become an investor, you will at least have the qualifications to speak from the inside.

But it's too late to say anything now.

He had no intention of getting involved in the drama "Jinling" from the beginning.

For no other reason than simply not liking Zhang Weiping. And the old man never let him get involved, thinking it was unnecessary.

But now...

Almost while waiting at this traffic light, Xu Xin had already made up his mind. He would have to persuade the old man to stick to his idea.

otherwise……

Not to mention the commercials, just this sex scene will cause the reputation of the entire film to drop rapidly.

The subject matter itself is actually quite sensitive...

While thinking about it, he felt that the old man should not be so angry.

Why?

He also felt angry.

If you always come to my place, I will give you an investment quota of 100 million or 200 million a year, and you can do whatever you want.

Take pictures of whatever you want.

It can also be accumulated.

If you take a few years off, then after three to five years, I can invest a billion dollars in your project.

Why should he suffer this?

The more I think about it, the more angry I feel.

But he is not an old man, and he cannot make decisions for the old man.

What's more, the old man can't be allowed to leave the new scene now.

At least……

Not until the things in the portfolio in your bag are implemented.

He had really seen Zhang Weiping's true appearance when he was drunk.

Don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what happens.

hold on.

he said to himself.

Wait a moment.

(Note 1: It is true that the Jaguar was returned, but in the book "The Fate of Loneliness", Zhou Xiaoou's description is a little more emphasis on meaning than reality. The details she gave are very vague, so I can only think about it myself. , but the real situation is: the car was returned, and after Zhang Weiping said, "It's just a Jaguar, I'll just buy you one." He did give Director Zhang a good news, but that car The car director of Jiebao was Zhang Weiping's wife, who "lent" it to Director Zhang to drive. After the two broke up, the car was sent back by Director Zhang. Please explain in particular. As for the procedures for importing cars, everyone Don’t be too serious, the plot requires it.)

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