Xiao Jiashu knows that the entertainment industry is messy, but he doesn't know it can be so messy. It's just a company that rents studios. The staff he invites are just like the underworld. They have tattoos of dragons, phoenixes, and Guan Gong, and they dare to attack children. , there is really no kingly law.
But he also knew that with his own small body, he would definitely not be able to please him, so he took out the payment book while walking, and shouted, "What's the trouble! I'll pay for the rest of the rent, and how much it will be reported!"
The big men who were smashing around turned their heads one after another, and saw that he was wearing a million-dollar watch on his hand, and his clothes and shoes were also famous brands, so they stopped slowly. One of the strong men reported the number, he swiped a few times to fill out the check, and threw it in style, "Get out, or I'll call the police."
A few strong men were originally hired by the boss. Who would be willing to smash and smash them in the summer, making them as tired as dogs. They immediately picked up the check and left without saying a word.
Wei Jiang, who was knocked to the ground, stood up with the help of the two employees, covered his bleeding forehead and said, "Xiao Xiao, it was really thanks to you just now. I will write you an IOU, and promise to pay it within seven days. I'll give you the money back." He has found a buyer for his house, and it should be available within seven days.
He looked around and said worriedly, "Are the children all right?"
The staff in charge of taking care of the children quickly waved their hands, "Director Wei, don't worry, the children are all outside and are not injured. Just smashed three cameras, look... "
Wei Jiang looked stunned, and then sighed. Those cameras are also rented. One tens of thousands of dollars. If you break three cameras, you will have to pay at least tens of thousands of dollars, which is also a lot of money. But in any case, "One Hundred Years of Dreams" had to be filmed, because it was not only his dream, but also the dreams of children.
Seeing that his spine was bent, Xiao Jiashu immediately asked, "Director Wei, I watched the demo just now, and I think your show has great potential. I want to give you some money, what do you think?"
"Ah?" It took a long time for Wei Jiang to realize what Xiao Jiashu was talking about, and rubbed his hands together, "Here, Mr. Xiao, you have to know that our drama is a children's drama, or a remake of the timeless classic "One Hundred Years of Dreams". No one in the entertainment industry has ever done this before, and it is very problematic whether it can be sold. If you invest in this drama, are you not afraid of losing everything?"
He has also made investments in various places, but when people heard that it was a children's drama, they shook their heads first, and then when they heard that the remake was still "One Hundred Years of Dreams", they shook their heads like a rattle. It was the first investor like Mr. Xiao who came to the door on his own initiative, and he had to explain the situation clearly anyway.
Xiao Jiashu said indifferently, "I've seen it, and I think it's good, that's why I invest. You and the children are just filming, it's up to me to sell it. In this way, you can get me a plan and a budget. , I'll take it back and have a look first."
Wei Jiang's hunched back straightened little by little, rubbed his hands around the studio a few times, then remembered that the planning book was in his car, and hurried to get it.
Xiao Jiashu grabbed him and said with concern, "Don't worry, take care of the injury on your forehead first, the children are outside, don't frighten them."
"Hey, fine!" Wei Jiang immediately sat down and asked two female props masters to help him deal with the wound.
At this moment, a group of people rushed in with sticks, and the leader shouted loudly, "Who the hell is going to smash the field? This is not to take me Zhao Chuan into the eye! I tell you, I have already called the police, and don't do it again. Let's go and put you all in jail! Lao Wei, Lao Wei, how are you? Bo Rong and Boyi are with me, don't worry."
The bodyguards sent by Xue Miao just arrived and were surrounded by them as hooligans.
"Everyone, misunderstanding, misunderstanding! We are not here to mess with the situation, we are Mr. Xiao's bodyguards." Xiao Jiashu's assistant explained sweatingly. The bodyguards did not fight with ordinary people, they just took a defensive posture.
The leading young man was wearing a floral shirt on his upper body, ripped jeans on his lower body, and flip-flops on his feet. His half-length hair was clumped up because he hadn't washed it for too long, and he looked more like a rogue. He pointed at the life assistant with his index finger, and said ruffianly, "Mr. Xiao? Which Mr. Xiao? Where's your grandfather fooling you?"
"Director Zhao, misunderstanding! This is Mr. Xiao. The person who collected the bills came. Mr. Xiao helped me evacuate the children and paid the rent for me. Mr. Xiao is a good person, and those hooligans have long since left." Wei Jiang squeezed beside the young man and said eagerly, "They are Mr. Xiao's bodyguards. They just arrived and haven't understood the situation yet. Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings, trouble everyone!"
The young man named Zhao Chuan looked at Wei Jiang, who was embarrassed, and Xiao Jiashu's expensive outfit, and then dismissed the people he brought. They were also filming in a nearby studio and came as soon as they got the news.
"I'm really sorry just now." The young man's face changed very quickly, and he had been dragged to twenty-eighty-five just now, and now he laughed heartily.
"It's okay, you are kind enough to help." Xiao Jiashu glanced at his watch and said in a deep voice, "Director Wei, why don't you send the plan to my mailbox, and I'll leave you a contact information. Your forehead is bleeding, it's better Go to the hospital and take a video to see if you have a concussion. It's not a joke to hurt your brain."
After hesitating for a moment, he added, "It's best not to sell your house. If you sell it, where will Wei Borong and Wei Boyi live? I'll be responsible for the follow-up investment, so you don't have to worry about it." Then he wanted to leave.
Wei Jiang was moved to tears. The stranger you met for the first time, who cares whether you sell the house or not? Who cares how you take care of the children? Mr. Xiao is such a nice person! As he nodded, he sent the person to the door of the studio, but he didn't notice that Zhao Chuan's eyes were like two searchlights, flashing on the ground.
"Mr. Xiao, wait a moment, you're here, why don't you just go to my studio to take a look? Not far, just a few steps away, let me tell you, we are also shooting a costume drama..." He looked like a monkey Usually jumped to Xiao Jiashu's side, and with a three-inch tongue and a thick skin that couldn't be penetrated by bullets, he finally fooled the God of Wealth to another studio 100 meters away.
Xiao Jiashu could only hear him babble, babble, he made his head dizzy, his arms were still being dragged by him, and he couldn't walk even if he wanted to. He finally got to the studio and looked more and more dizzy. of. What is this all about? How can an actress in a costume drama wear a tube top and a one-step miniskirt? That white pearl inlaid wedding dress? And that shoe! Although I don't read much, don't lie to me, the ancients of the dynasty never wore Roman strappy sandals!
Xiao Jiashu felt that his eyes were sore, and he wanted to cry. It should be spicy. He was about to push the script handed over by Zhao Chuan firmly, but heard the other party say indignantly, "Our crew is a conscience crew, and the stylist hired is Jess, an internationally renowned and cutting-edge designer, who has won the American fashion design. The Best Women's Fashion Designer of the Year Award and the Best Accessory Designer of the Year Award issued by the Teachers Association are very popular abroad. Look at the looks of our actors, are they beautiful? Are they creative? I can't figure out, how could there be someone To say that our styling is hot and eye-catching, it's really not up to standard!"
"Look at these scenes again, they are all constructed according to my ideas, combining the architectural essence of the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, low-key and luxurious, luxurious and elegant, don't be too perfect! The actors are dressed in exquisite clothes. When the costumes go there, it's a fantastic oil painting!"
He pointed to a few actors who were throwing their arms and eating a boxed lunch, and continued, "Although these actors are all newcomers who haven't made their debut yet, they are all good looking, and they can fascinate people without talking! When it comes to actors, I He was so angry, a female artist named Li came to interview the heroine a while ago. She had a metallic voice and a heroic appearance. She was very suitable for playing the prince. Saying that my mother was seriously ill and needed money, but I didn't pay enough. I just said that's fine, I'll give you a share, and she didn't do it, so she left, whispering to others behind her back, saying that I was a grass-table team, filming Can't play. His grandmother's, so he didn't make me mad! My drama has a dreamy scene, beautiful actors, novel style, and interesting plot.
Xiao Jiashu's hand that pushed away the script unconsciously changed to hold it, and tentatively said, "Female artist surnamed Li, Li Jiaer?"
"Do you know her?" Zhao Chuan, who was ecstatic, became cautious in an instant, for fear that this Mr. Xiao had something to do with Li Jiaer.
"I don't know." Xiao Jiashu put away the script and said seriously, "I'll see if your project is right for me, and I'll give you an answer tomorrow. My phone number is 139XXXXXXXX, remember it, if you can't get through, you can come to number 6. Find me in the studio, where I shoot during the day."
Zhao Chuan is thick-skinned, but he is not a messed-up person. Seeing that Mr. Xiao's expression is cautious, he doesn't seem to be a fool, so he hurriedly memorized his phone number happily.
Xiao Jiashu, who had gone through a period of confusion and rebelliousness, regained his originality. He is serious in his work and has a firm goal. Otherwise, he would not have completed his undergraduate and master's studies in just four years. He said that if he wanted to invest, he spent a whole night to thoroughly study the script and planning book of "One Hundred Years of Dreams" and formulated a new plan. . The crew of "One Hundred Years of Dreams" faces the danger of stopping filming at any time. How can he do it if he doesn't hurry up
The next morning, he took a short break for two hours before heading to the production crew of "The Apostle", and he did not forget to bring the planning book and script of "The Cold Prince and Princess Pretty", ready to read between filming. As usual, he bought breakfast for Luo Dao and others. He opened the thick stack of documents while stirring the seafood porridge, and his eyebrows were full of exhaustion.
"Didn't sleep well yesterday?" Ji Mian sat down beside him.
"I stayed up late last night." Xiao Jiashu explained honestly and greeted, "Brother Ji, the crab roe is wrapped in the second food bag from the left, you can take it yourself."
"What kind of porridge are you drinking?" Ji Mian sniffed.