I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 523 521. Star Scout

The Directors Club welcomes 8 men and 1 woman...

There seems to be some ambiguity.

But the fact is that it is quite different.

Unlike Song Wen and others, these senior brothers and sisters of Xu Xin did not have the capital to refuse when faced with the hand of Xiying Studio.

And, they were quite happy.

The response was very enthusiastic, and they even asked Qi Lei if they could work here after they graduate.

Qi Lei gave positive feedback.

After all, they are all "direct descendants" of Director Xu.

Face must be given.

In fact, the so-called circle is like this. In the beginning, it will definitely give you more than what you give back.

But as time goes on, this situation begins to wax and wane.

Finally a balance is reached.

But people like Wen Muye and Guo Fan still don't see any value.

But who knows what will happen in five or ten years?

So it's not wrong to think of this as an investment trade.

However, in terms of this kind of investment, state-owned factories have more stable returns than private enterprises.

Private enterprises may take a sharp turn for the worse in three to five years, and eventually the trees will fall and the animals will scatter...

But state-owned factories don’t have to worry.

Maybe these directors are gone, but it will still exist.

So I won’t pay any compensation no matter what.

I didn’t eat with Qi Lei at night.

The old man is flying to Nanjing tonight.

After the celebration, the West Film Studio was still bustling, and the audience after the recording of "The Voice" was still shuttling through the audience passages in the factory.

Xu Xin and Zhang Mo walked all the way outside the factory.

Just as she was approaching the door, she suddenly said:

"Why did you persuade my dad to add product placement?"

She asked at this juncture what she had been holding back for two days.

Xu Xin was not surprised.

She didn't even bother to think about who told her.

Just smiled and said:

"Because it works."

"...?"

Perhaps this answer was too perfunctory and careless, and Zhang Mo didn't know how to answer it for a while.

But if it were before, she would definitely want to get to the bottom of it.

But now...

"All right."

She simply nodded and was sure that Xu Xin wouldn't say more, so she didn't ask any more questions.

She believed him.

All the way back home, Yang Mi had already packed a table of dinner.

But there is no need for them to eat tonight.

It's what my family eats together.

After a simple family dinner, the old man, who had drunk less than two ounces of wine, left with his daughter.

"Jinling" was being prepared, and he had to hurry up and learn more about it with his daughter.

Then when "The Hawthorn Tree" is finished here and the subtitles begin, Zhang Mo will come over at that time.

Xu Xin didn't send him to the airport either. He just put the old man in the car, closed the door and waved goodbye.

The 3rd was also the last day the family stayed in Xi'an.

After arriving home at noon on the 4th, Xu Xin went straight to the company without even having a drink of water at home.

The "Tongue Tip" team is still waiting for him over there.

He can probably stay in Yanjing for about ten days, and these ten days are when he, as the chief director, reviews the content of the episode stories.

During this period, "Bite of the Tongue" has accumulated a large number of things that require judgment and decision-making by the director, and he has to make the decision himself. This time, the small meeting was held at CCTV.

By the way, let me report on the progress of "The Tip of the Tongue".

As for Yang Mi, she actually had a lot of things waiting for her in the company, but she ran to Daxing as soon as she got home.

Daxing Lixian, when they saw the hostess, Zaizai and Niuniu, who had not seen each other for a long time, let out whimpering sounds like crying. They followed Yang Mi every step of the way, fearing that the hostess would disappear while she was playing. Don’t be yourself.

Yang Mi also missed the two little guys very much, and she just masturbated to them.

And also observed it carefully.

It's not bad. Brother Qian'er's food is definitely not good.

Both Zaizai and Niuniu are in better shape than before they were sent away, both in terms of coat color and body structure.

Sure enough, German Shepherd really had to run away.

Yu Xuan is not in the racecourse today.

Deyunshe is now at its peak, performing one performance after another.

She didn't stay long and got into the car with her two dogs.

Returned to Shuangwei after being away for several months.

When the boss came back, the company's employees naturally became very energetic.

Then I saw two dog bodyguards clearing the way, and Sister Mi wearing big sunglasses walked into her office like a gust of wind.

Then in less than two minutes, the company's executives from all departments walked in with the documents in their hands.

Not only is there a backlog of work on Xu Xin's side, but also on her side.

If you can handle it over the phone, do it over the phone, but there are some procedures that require the boss's signature before they can be filed. I took advantage of Sister Mi's return to get everything done quickly.

As a result, Yang Mi's big office was overcrowded.

The sofas, reception chairs, and even the tea seats were all filled with people.

Looking at so many people, Yang Mi said:

"Tingting, book a private room for the meat shabu-shabu. It may be a little late today, so the time can be a little later."

After deciding what to eat for lunch first, the others will come one by one.

As the saying goes, before the three armies arrive, food and grass go first.

Everyone agrees that financial matters come first.

So, Yang Mi saw a lot of bills placed in front of her.

Although there are many, she is not careless and reads one ticket at a time.

From time to time, I would raise some questions about the money on these bills, and the finance department answered them very well.

Until...she saw a repayment note signed by Nazha.

One hundred thousand yuan.

"This money...?"

Yang Mi was a little puzzled.

The finance officer took a look at the repayment note in the boss's hand and said quickly:

"This is what you ordered the girl named Nazha to deliver on the 27th."

"...She paid back the money?"

Yang Mi looked confused.

Finance nodded:

"Yes, when I came, I brought cash as a gift. One bundle, one hundred thousand, is still in the company's big safe. I said I'm sorry to bother you, so I'll pay back part of it first."

"...?"

In May, on the night of the Yanjing College Student Film Festival, Yang Mi remembered that she personally told her that if she wanted to pay back the money, she would also use the remuneration from the film.

Didn't her brother tell her too? Only repayment of film remuneration is accepted.

This girl...why did she still get 100,000 yuan?

After thinking for a while, she asked:

"Has she asked for money during this time?"

"No."

Finance shakes its head:

"Since the last time you brought me an IOU of 800,000 yuan, you haven't asked for it again."

"..."

Yang Mi thought for a while, turned to Sun Ting and said:

"Tingting, go call her and ask her what's going on and what happened to the money."

"Okay, sister."

Sun Ting responded, turned and walked out of the door.

Returning to her office, she directly dialed Nazha's phone number.

The call was connected quickly, and a breathless voice rang:

"Hello, Sister Tingting, hello. I'm Nazha~"

"Well, hello...are you exercising?"

Sun Ting was a little confused.

"Ah, no, I...I'm on a rush..."

Nazha gasped and tried hard to calm her breathing:

"A ribbon-cutting event just ended this morning, and I still have a...a clothing display...it's a bit late now, I'm running..."

"Well……"

Sun Ting looked at the time.

10:50.

It's almost 11 o'clock.

After thinking for a while, she said:

"Then around what time will you finish at noon?"

"Come on, there are 4 sets of clothes in total, about...a little after 12 o'clock. Sister Tingting, what's the matter? It's okay... Just tell me...I'm listening."

"It's okay for now. Let's do this. Contact me after lunch. Sister Mi is looking for you."

"ah?"

In Sun Ting's ears, the girl's movements were filled with vibrato.

Looking very flustered:

"Mi...Sister Mi is looking for me? Is there something wrong?"

"You should be busy with your activities first and contact me at noon."

"Uh...okay...okay."

"Well, get busy first, I'm hanging up."

Sun Ting hung up the phone and returned to Yang Mi's office.

"Sister, she is rushing to the event venue over there, in a hurry. I told her to contact me when she is done at noon."

"good."

Yang Mi responded:

"I'll deal with things here first, and you'll remind me later."

"OK."

…

Don't say too much when dealing with things, but don't say too much when dealing with things.

Yang Mi would mention the things that were piled up when necessary, and if there were no problems, she would just sign and file them.

But after all this busyness, it was still time to eat.

But no one said anything like "Let's order first."

There are so many things here, the boss must want to handle them all in one go.

At around 12:30, Sun Ting's phone vibrated.

She lowered her head and saw that it was from Nazha:

"Sister Tingting, is it convenient for you to make a call now?"

"Hold on."

The finance, personnel, and business matters here are almost finished, and it’s time to get to the training aspect.

She is one of the people in charge, but she has not been in the company in recent months, so she has to listen to the recent situation with Yang Mi.

And this time, it took more than half an hour.

At early 1 o'clock, everything was finally taken care of.

Yang Mi then touched her belly and stood up quickly:

"Tingting, let's go! I'm starving! Have the seats been reserved?"

"Already ordered."

Sun Ting nodded, Cheng Hu helped her carry her bag, and the three of them walked out together.

In the past few months after leaving Yanjing, Yang Mi didn't have much else, but she only wanted to eat two kinds of food.

One is shabu-shabu, and the other is sugar pancakes from the breakfast shop in Shijia Hutong.

I definitely won’t be able to have breakfast today, but I can have it tomorrow when I go to see the progress of the house decoration.

But the shabu-shabu must be given a serious beating today.

As Sun Ting walked, she said:

"Sister, Sister Zeng made an appointment with Shen Teng and the others in the afternoon. It's 2:30... How about changing the time?"

"Change it to 3 o'clock. I want to have a good meal today!"

"Do you want to ask Brother Xu?"

"I don't care about him, let him eat in the CCTV cafeteria! I don't know what time it is when he comes back today, and there are a lot of things..."

Yang Mi walked quickly and headed straight for the elevator.

It’s really a great idea.

I really want to take that bite.

Sun Ting hurriedly followed and sent a message to Zeng Jia to tell her about the postponement of the meeting.

After handing it out, the three of them also entered the elevator.

Only then did Sun Ting remember what happened to Nazha and said quickly:

"Sister, can I contact Nazha?"

"Oh yes... there is her too. Call and ask what happened to the money."

"OK."

Sun Ting dialed Nazha's phone number directly in the elevator.

But I was on the phone over there and couldn't get through.

At this time, the elevator also came to the basement.

After getting in the car, Yang Mi leaned on the seat of the business car and closed her eyes to relax.

She had to deal with so many things in the morning, and her head felt heavy.

After leaving the basement, Sun Ting dialed Nazha's phone number again.

This time it got through.

But Nazha, who answered the phone, didn’t seem to be in a very high mood:

"Hey, Sister Tingting..."

"Well, are you done?"

"Yes, done."

"Okay, Sister Mi wants me to ask you what happened to the one hundred thousand yuan."

"Uh...that..."

After Nazha hesitated for a moment, she said:

"That's money from selling the house."

Yang Mi's ears twitched and she opened her tired eyes.

expressed concern about this matter.

As her right-hand man, Sun Ting knew everything about whether Brother Xu said he only accepted the money as remuneration or the IOU.

Seeing her sister open her eyes, she understood the meaning and asked directly:

"Didn't Brother Xu say that this money is only repayable from film remuneration? What's the matter with your one hundred thousand yuan?"

Hearing this, Yang Mi's eyes closed again.

"Mi...is Sister Mi angry?"

Nazha's voice was a little uneasy.

Sun Ting did not answer, but continued to ask:

"What happened to the money?"

"My mother insisted on giving it... My father is still waiting for the organ. The hospital said it will take about three or four months. Then... someone wanted the house at home, so it was sold. It was sold for 330,000, and I and I My mother told me that I would become an actor in the future and use my film remuneration to repay Director Xu and Sister Mi. But my mother disagreed and said that now that I have some money... I must pay back some first... Although it is not much, it is It’s a matter of attitude.”

Speaking of this, she paused and added:

"We still have money left, Sister Tingting."

Hearing this, Sun Ting glanced at Yang Mi again.

Seeing that Sister Mi was still concentrating with her eyes closed, but not nodding or shaking her head, she thought for a while and continued to ask:

"Then you don't have a house now?"

"Uh... I still have a bungalow in my hometown... it's enough..."

After hearing this and seeing that Sister Mi was still silent, Sun Ting continued:

"Why are you in such a hurry to sell your house? Sister Mi and Brother Xu are not rushing you. And isn't the cost enough? Hospitalization expenses don't cost anything..."

"..."

Nazha was silent for a moment and said:

"Mom has to take care of dad. We rented a small house next to the hospital. We have to pay for it...and I also have to prepare my tuition...It's okay, Sister Tingting, our family still has a house in our hometown. You don't have to Worry……"

"Ask her if she has eaten."

Finally, Yang Mi spoke.

However, he still didn't open his eyes. He just sighed after asking this question:

"Oh...send her the address and ask her to come for dinner."

Sun Ting nodded silently:

"Sister Mi asked you to come for dinner. I will send you the address. Have you eaten?"

"..."

Nazha looked at the bowl of fried cakes in front of her...

He quickly said:

"No."

"Then come here."

"OK."

"Well, hung up."

After hanging up the phone, Nazha looked at the steaming fried pancakes in front of her and raised her hand to the proprietress of the snack shop:

"Hello, boss, I'm packing."

The shopping mall clothing display event she participated in was in the CBD, and the food here was very expensive.

A fried pancake costs fifteen.

Can't waste it.

Take it back and heat it up so you can eat it at night.

Soon, the proprietress came over with a plastic bag. After Nazha wrapped the fried cakes herself, she put another plastic bag on her, wrapped the fried cakes tightly, and put them in her schoolbag.

Not to mention this fried cake...it tastes quite fragrant.

She walked out quickly and looked at the address sent by Sister Tingting.

Donglaishun?

Is it far?

Not far away, just three or four stops away from the subway.

During this time, she had almost learned her way around Yanjing and ran quickly towards the subway station.

Just in time to catch a subway train.

At noon, the carriage was a little crowded.

As soon as Nazha found a suitable position, she heard someone sniffing "chichi" next to her.

I subconsciously turned my head...

A couple.

While the boy was sniffing, he muttered to his girlfriend next to him:

"Who ate fried pancakes? I wonder if eating is not allowed in the subway..."

"..."

Nazha turned her head silently.

Indeed, the fried pancakes at this restaurant are quite delicious...

…

"Sister, Nazha is here."

"Well, just pick her up...it's okay, I'll keep the meat for you."

In the steaming private room, Yang Mi said and copied the words with chopsticks, and most of the plate of hand-cut mutton was taken away.

Sun Ting couldn't laugh or cry.

I didn’t dare to talk about Yang Mi, so I could only joke with Cheng Hu:

"Brother Tiger, leave some meat for me."

Cheng Hu was also speechless.

He glanced at the remaining third of the hand-cut mutton and muttered:

“When did Dong Laishun’s meat come out so slowly?”

"We are too hungry."

As Yang Mi spoke, she threw a piece of sugar garlic into her mouth.

Or say she is a foodie.

Not even the skin vomited.

After entering the mouth with a crunch, the meat also turned pink.

This is the most tender time.

Boil the mutton in water until it's cooked, but don't let it turn white.

Getting gray means getting old.

When it's just pink, pick it up with chopsticks and dip it in more sesame sauce... oh this bite...

"call……"

She looked up to the sky, her eyes full of happiness.

Hey, awesome!

While eating, Nazha and Sun Ting walked in together.

"Well, here you go, sit down quickly..."

Yang Mi smiled and gestured for Nazha to sit down.

Although a little rude.

After all, you called others over, but you ate in advance...

But that's the fact.

If Nazha walked in and heard the words "I've been waiting for you for a long time", then her meal would be even worse.

So, this is just right.

After all, the small copper pot has been set up for her.

But as soon as she sat down, Yang Mi suddenly moved her nose...

Looking at Nazha with a puzzled look on her face:

"You came here after dinner?"

"Uh... no."

"Then why do I smell fried pancakes?... If you finish eating and are full, then don't pretend, don't get indigestion."

She said:

"Have you eaten yet?"

"Nothing to eat, Sister Mi..."

Looking at Yang Mi's eyes, she couldn't bring herself to lie, so she quickly shook her head and said:

"I originally ordered a fried pancake, but I got a call from Sister Tingting... It's a pity that it was lost. I packed it up."

"That's it..."

Yang Mi looked at the girl carefully.

The pancakes are fried in a lot of oil.

The oil is too small and not tasty.

The girl didn't look much different.

It shows that your figure management is pretty good, and you must have put in a lot of effort.

So he didn't ask any more questions and said:

"Then eat quickly. Let's chat while eating~"

"Thank you, sister."

"Um."

The dinner party for three people became four people.

Soon, the waiter brought in two more plates of hand-cut dishes.

Donglaishun is famous for its knife skills.

Therefore, when she eats shabu-shabu, she basically doesn’t order mutton rolls or beef rolls.

Just cut it by hand and serve it one piece after another.

"What have you been busy with lately?"

She asked while holding the sesame paste bowl and eating the meat.

Nazha put down her chopsticks subconsciously...

"Let's talk while we eat."

Hearing this, Nazha picked up the chopsticks again and said respectfully:

"I'm working... visiting people."

"...hanging out? In a bar?"

Yang Mi was a little stunned.

"No, no, it's not."

Nazha quickly shook her head:

"It's clothing. I work as a clothing model in a store, and then I take on catwalk work..."

Hearing this, Yang Mi had no other reaction and just asked:

"Then you didn't get up very early?"

She knew the kind of clothing model job Nazha was talking about.

There are several large clothing wholesale markets in Yanjing, and they open very early.

Basically it opens at 6 o'clock, and then a group of shopkeepers from out of town or from various boutiques go there to pick up clothes.

In order to attract business, wholesale market owners will look for model girls and wear their own clothes to recruit people in front of the store.

The money was given a lot, but it was very hard work.

The store opens at 6 o'clock in the morning, and they basically have to put on makeup and go to the store at 5:30. Each one has their own style and pattern.

Then take turns recruiting people at the door of the store.

Don't ask Yang Mi why she knew.

She also did this job when she was in high school in order to gain experience in facing the audience.

But after working for a few days, I felt that some big men were always taking advantage of me, so I stopped working.

After hearing this, Nazha nodded subconsciously:

"It's okay...it's okay to go to bed early. The main thing is that I gave you a lot of money..."

"How much is one session?"

"I can get three hundred."

"Well."

Yang Mi observed the girl and nodded:

"You're worth the price."

Without any ambiguity.

The little girl is indeed beautiful, there's no need to say that.

Then, while cooking the meat, she asked:

"Just one game a day?"

"Yes, it's too late for two games. Then I come out of the market and pick up other jobs, such as if a company opens and needs an etiquette lady, or a car model, etc... I'll take them all."

"..."

Hearing this, Yang Mi knew that the little girl was indeed working hard.

This made her impression of this girl better.

So she pointed to the hands on the table cutting the mutton:

"Eat, eat more, don't you have work in the afternoon?"

"Yes...thank you Sister Mi."

"Um."

Yang Mi responded and didn't mention the one hundred thousand yuan.

No need.

If you mention it again, it will be equal to obliterating this girl's efforts.

That's it, it's good.

After Nazha lowered her head to eat, a few seconds later she suddenly said:

"Sister Mi, can I ask something...about the film and television industry?"

"Ask me, what's wrong?"

"Just...two days ago, a man who claimed to be a talent scout suddenly called me and said he wanted to meet me...I refused. But he called me several times in the past two days...I... …I kind of don’t know what to do.”

"Scout?"

Yang Mi was stunned, and her first reaction was:

"Has your admission information been leaked?"

"……ah?"

Looking at Nazha's doubtful eyes, Yang Mi waved her hand:

"It's okay, don't bother with it. Every year, talent scouts come to freshmen from various universities through various channels, trick you into signing a long-term contract, and then resell your contract to some entertainment companies to make profits. Often You'll know what happened when you start school. Talent scouts are blocking Beiying's door. Don't ignore him, he's not a good person."

Hearing this, Nazha nodded first, but then felt a little worried and asked:

"Would that offend him... He said he was a talent scout for the Tang Dynasty..."

"..."

Yang Mi's mouth twitched.

But, even if it was about the Tang Dynasty, she didn't think deeply about it.

Because in the talent scouting industry, the words given to young newcomers are actually the same. When they get their business cards, they are either Huayi or Tang Ren, or Huanrui, Rong Xinda, etc...

Too normal.

Otherwise, how can you appear "high-end"?

So it's very common.

So he continued to shake his head:

"It's okay, just don't bother with it. You are debuting now and know nothing. What will you do in the future? Be a vase for others? Not to mention using the name of a big company and saying that you are a regular talent scout of some company... This This is the most effective trick for newcomers. It’s designed to fool you, so don’t pay any attention to it.”

"……Okay, I know."

"Well, just study hard and become a good actor with good looks and acting skills. You won't have to worry about making money in the future. Just rest assured."

She smiled and sent a piece of encouragement to Nazha's heart.