msmithbooks Chapter 13 So poor they begged for food
Chapter 13 So poor they begged for food
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Back in the capital, Wang Zhonglei drove to pick him up.
As the producer, Xiao Wang, on behalf of the company, expressed his gratitude to the entire crew for their hard work and dedication.
After the movie is released, we'll throw a celebration party for everyone, and then we'll drink until we drop, and so on.
Everyone was a sensible person, so they listened to Xiao Wang's boasting with amusement, all eyes fixed on him.
When Xiao Wang finally announced that his bonus would be doubled this month, enthusiastic applause erupted outside the airport.
Then, everyone went home.
Fang Yi got into Wang Zhonglei's new car, a Mercedes-Benz S600, and stretched out his legs in the passenger seat.
He touched the leather seat and said with a hint of envy, "Mr. Wang, the new car is nice!"
"Hey, don't mention it. With Director Fang's abilities, he'll be able to drive one in less than two years."
Wang Zhonglei looked smug, but spoke modestly as he turned the steering wheel and stepped on the gas.
The black Mercedes drove onto the road, but it was too conspicuous; the capital city is never short of luxury cars.
On the way, the two chatted about filming.
Wang Zhonglei was an expert in the field. As he listened to Fang Yi talk about some of the filming scenes and details, he secretly compared them with the information reported by production manager Zheng Ying, and his smile became even brighter.
That evening, he treated Fang Yi to a good massage, and then they went to a high-end bathhouse.
One-stop service!
Fang Yi has his bottom line; no matter what Xiao Wang says, he refuses to actually go into battle.
He selected a young and beautiful masseuse and thoroughly enjoyed a traditional Chinese massage.
He deserved it after a month of hard work.
After the massage, he called Xiao Wang and told him he was tired and wanted to go home to rest.
On the phone, Xiao Wang nodded and hissed in exasperation.
Around 11 o'clock, Fang Yi returned to his long-missed little nest.
For three days in a row, he stayed home and rested, only going to the stock exchange once to buy some fruits and vegetables.
[Phone Booth] is now in the editing and preview stage. The release date is yet to be determined, and we still have to wait for box office revenue sharing.
He can't just sit around and do nothing; the 600,000 yuan in his hands won't last long.
He recalled his memories of his previous life and found that the aerospace and maritime industries were particularly inspiring to the Chinese people before his transmigration.
After much analysis, he decided to invest 600,000 yuan in China's shipbuilding industry.
After much deliberation, they chose Hudong Heavy Machinery, the listed platform under China State Shipbuilding Corporation.
Stock code 600150.
Based on vague memories, this stock had a small breakout this year, and is expected to soar to new heights in the next two years, becoming the most dazzling "king of stocks" in the bull market.
After buying the stocks, Fang Yi was so poor he was practically starving; he had less than 10,000 yuan to his name.
Fortunately, the cost of living is low right now, so 10,000 yuan can last for several months.
After resting for a few more days, on April 10th, Fang Yi went to Huayi Office Building and arrived at the company's internal editing room.
Just as I was about to enter the editing room, I received a call from Fan Bingbing, inviting me to lunch.
He was delighted to have someone treat him and readily agreed.
In the editing room, editor Zhou Ying and editing assistant Xiao Yang, whom he had arranged to meet in advance, were waiting for him.
Zhou Ying is a senior film editor from mainland China.
He has a close working relationship with director Feng Xiaogang, and he edited films such as "If You Are the One 1" and "Aftershock".
Another editing assistant, Xiao Yang, is an even more brilliant editor, a legendary figure in the industry.
"Master Zhou, Assistant Xiao, I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting."
Fang Yi raised his hands and clasped his hands in apology to the two men.
Zhou Ying waved her hand and said with a smile, "Director Fang, you're too kind. We just arrived too."
Xiao Yang stepped forward, took Fang Yi's hands in both, and shook them gently: "Director Fang is so young. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really wouldn't have believed that there was someone like Director Fang in the company. Perhaps the term 'genius director' refers to someone like Director Fang."
Xiao Yang spoke directly, his words tinged with emotion and praise.
Fang Yi smiled slightly: "The movie hasn't been released yet, so everything is still uncertain."
genius...
Only those geniuses who deliver box office success are true genius directors.
Lu Chuan, Teng Huatao, Ning Hao—weren't they all considered geniuses when they first debuted?
Of the three, only Ning Hao successfully realized his talent and became a commercially successful director.
The three exchanged pleasantries for a while, talked about editing, and then got to work.
In front of the editing computer, Fang Yi stated his requirements one by one, while Xiao Yang took notes.
According to the decision, the preliminary preparations will be completed by the three of them, involving material management, synchronization of script supervisor sheets, selection and marking.
The second step, rough cutting, was handled by Xiao Yang.
The third step, fine-tuning, was done by Zhou Ying, with Fang Yi overseeing the process.
The fourth step is final editing, which Fang Yi does alone, while also being responsible for communicating with the post-production and polishing departments.
Although he directed the film, he couldn't be left to handle the post-production work alone; he would be exhausted.
The three of them spent the whole morning importing all the video footage they had shot into the editing software.
Next, each video needs to be backed up, categorized, and numbered to create a clearer structure for the video.
This won't take long, it can be done in two to three days.
Around noon, Fang Yi suggested leaving get off work first, saying that it was important to balance work and rest.
Zhou Ying and Xiao Yang readily agreed with a smile.
Before leaving, Fang Yi took out two red envelopes and stuffed them into the pockets of the two men, one thousand yuan each, as a token of his appreciation.
He was very knowledgeable about interpersonal relationships, after all, he had spent many years struggling at the bottom of the industry in his previous life.
After stepping out of the elevator, he dialed Fan Bingbing's number: "Sister Bingbing, where are you?"
On the other end of the phone, Fan Bingbing gave an address, and it sounded very quiet.
Fang Yi hailed a taxi and headed straight for the restaurant.
Behind a main street, surrounded by tenement buildings, lies a restaurant with flavors characteristic of the Jiangnan region.
It was lunchtime and the place was crowded. Fang Yi smelled the aroma of the food and pushed open the door to the private room.
Fan Bingbing had been waiting for a long time. When she saw him, she took off her mask and colorful hat and smiled brightly: "The owner of this shop is from Yuzhang. I asked around for several days before I found him."
"Come and sit down. I don't know the local cuisine in Yuzhang. Director Fang, you can take charge of ordering."
The crew had only been separated for a short time, but Fan Bingbing gave off the feeling of meeting an old friend, familiar yet warm, which touched the hearts of men.
Fang Yi didn't stand on ceremony and plopped down next to her, glancing at the few cold dishes on the table.
"Okay, let Sister Bingbing try some Yuzhang specialties today."
He picked up the menu, opened it, and ordered seven or eight dishes in one go.
We ordered stir-fried pork with green peppers, stir-fried chicken feet with red peppers, stir-fried preserved eggs with green peppers, crab leg rice cakes, spicy eggplant with minced meat, as well as Yuzhang's famous stir-fried rice noodles and stir-fried beef. We also ordered a shrimp and tofu soup.
Fan Bingbing came closer and saw that he had ordered spicy dishes, and subconsciously swallowed.
Are these dishes spicy?
"Two more, something lighter..."
As she spoke, she pointed with her delicate hand and ordered bok choy, water spinach, and a pork rib and lotus root soup.
When the waiter took notes, she specifically requested that none of the three dishes contain chili peppers, her eyes revealing both a desire for chili peppers and a wariness of them.
It has to be said that Bingbing's way of making friends is very comfortable, and every move he makes is smooth and seamless.
She gave Fang Yi face, demonstrating her magnanimity, while also protecting herself with a small request.
The term "high emotional intelligence" perfectly describes someone like her.
While the food was being served, the two chatted about their recent lives, with Fan Bingbing doing most of the talking.
After returning from Hengdian, she inevitably stepped into the power struggle and conflict between Wang Jinghua and the two Wangs.
Not only her, but also Huang Xiaoming, Deng Chao, Li Bingbing, Hu Jun and others, as well as veteran film stars from Hong Kong Island such as Liu Jialing and Liang Jiahui, have all been caught up in the competition between the two sides.
Among the many well-known artists at Huayi Brothers, only Chen Daomin remained silent. However, both Wangs knew very well that retaining this big star would be extremely difficult.
Wang Jinghua was originally Chen Daomin's assistant, and their friendship was far beyond what outsiders could compare to.
Inside the private room, after finishing her rounds, Fan Bingbing looked conflicted and hesitant, her delicate brows furrowed.
"Director Fang, what should we do?"
"Sister Hua said she'd give me a top-tier contract, and I'll take 80%!"
"What about Hua Yi?"
"Xiao Wang talked to me once, we didn't discuss the profit sharing, but he said he'd give me a leading lady with a big-name cast!"