Chinese 2006 starts with the Beijing Film Academy Art Examination

Yang Lingyue shook his head and laughed, and arranged: "You are capable and perceptive. After you go back, you will be responsible for the security and privacy of me and them.

The box office has exceeded 100 million, which will attract a lot of flies. Some related information should be deleted and covered up."

Jiang Rong nodded and suggested: "Boss, in some aspects, you'd better say hello to the Information Center of the Ministry of Public Security, such as the Siheyuan, such as some hotel booking records."

"I don't have any hotel booking records, uh, I know." Yang Lingyue was a little embarrassed.

Jiang Rong pretended not to hear and continued, "I will list some content and precautions for you in the future. Please rest assured about other things."

Yang Lingyue responded and continued, "Okay, by the way, there is another thing that needs to be done as soon as possible. Mu Xiaoguang, the agent of Fan Bingbing, I want to know if he peeked at the neighbor's aunt taking a bath when he was three years old. Can you do it?"

Jiang Rong was stunned, then reacted, nodded solemnly and said, "As long as you have money."

Yang Lingyue was very satisfied.

Arrived in Beijing at 6:30, it was already dark.

When Yang Lingyue got off the plane, he received thanks from a group of flight attendants again. Some of them were still holding the photos they had taken with Polaroid cameras before, and of course there was also the one who handed the note.

Yang Lingyue looked warm and nodded.

Beijing is getting more and more congested.

"The air in Beijing is much better this year." After sitting in the company's shuttle bus and getting stuck halfway, Yang Lingyue pressed the window and sighed.

"Yes, but our Hebei Province is not so good. The area east of Taihang Mountain is now covered with smog every day." The driver Xiao Zhang echoed.

Jiang Rong glanced at Xiao Zhang and said nothing.

"This is a necessary process. It is the same in any country."

Yang Lingyue smiled, closed the window, and the car began to move forward slowly.

After a while, Jiang Rong tuned the radio station and started playing the news broadcast. At around 7:20, the host said in a clear and loud voice:

"The sports inspirational film "The Last Race" directed by our young director Yang Lingyue is now in theaters. The film reflects the sports spirit of an old horse who is still strong and self-reliant. Therefore, it has been loved and paid attention to by the audience. The box office of the film has reached 100.8 million. The following is the interview content of our reporter with Yang Lingyue."

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Yang Lingyue listened to what he said and found that a lot of it was cut. He jumped directly from all aspects of the success of the movie to the three reasons, and the specific names mentioned were not mentioned.

Well, even the sentence about producer Zeng Li mentioned in the second point was deleted.

It was said to be two minutes, but in fact it was only about one minute and ten seconds, but this is already very rare, after all, the key words are all there.

The country, cultural industry, the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television, China Film, Olympics, Double Ninth Festival, respect for the elderly.

There was no mention of publicity at all, not to mention the private goods asked by Rong Jiaojiao later.

"Boss, you said you are on the news broadcast, will the box office increase tomorrow?" Xiao Zhang, who was driving, asked.

Before Yang Lingyue answered, Jiang Rong glanced at Xiao Zhang and said calmly: "Drive well."

Xiao Zhang choked and shut up.

"Ah~, it's hard to say, maybe some units' cultural activities in the next week will become watching movies, which will contribute to some box office." Yang Lingyue said with a smile.

"Oh."

Xiao Zhang responded and relaxed.

When they arrived at Courtyard No. 5, it was almost 8 o'clock and the living room was bright.

When he entered the door, he saw the two sitting on the sofa together, looking back at him, with joy in their eyes, but neither of them got up.

"After all, he is a famous director in our country, why doesn't anyone greet him?" Yang Lingyue said dissatisfiedly.

"Pfft, look, he even gave himself a title, he is obviously a young director." Zeng Li couldn't hold it back and teased.

Yu Li stood up, walked over with a smile on her face, took the suitcase and said, "Go wash your hands, it's time to eat."

It was still traditional, dumplings on the bus and noodles on the bus.

Yu Li took out the dough from the refrigerator and rolled it, Zeng Li boiled water and cooked it, then poured the sauce on it and handed it to Yang Lingyue who was sitting at the table like a grandfather.

In the end, the two sat next to Yang Lingyue and watched him eat.

"Have you eaten?" Yang Lingyue was puzzled.

"We'll have some fruit instead of noodles." Zeng Li said.

"Oh."

Yang Lingyue responded and talked about Kuaibo. Then he said to Yu Li:

"Teacher Yu, please find a building in Zhongguancun. The company is expected to have only 50 people in three years. You can work with Wang Xing and Wang Lu to recruit the rest. The construction period is half a month."

"Okay, I see. What's the name of the new company?" Yu Li asked, supporting his chin.

"Don't ask him. What names did he come up with?" Zeng Li rolled her eyes.

"Uh... whatever, just don't mention Huajuan. As for the legal person, let's choose Wang Xing." Yang Lingyue paused and said.

(The author admits that I'm bad at naming. Don't say I won't give you a chance. The one with the most likes will be chosen.)

"Is there a certain risk in this company?" Yu Li was stunned.

"Who knows?" Yang Lingyue smiled.

Then Yu Li said: "Well, I know what to do."

After dinner, sitting on the sofa, they talked about the celebration banquet again. It's better to do it sooner rather than later, so it has been scheduled for November 8th, and the venue is still the movie-themed hotel where the press conference was held.

"We've discussed this with China Film Group and Marco, and they've let us invite the guests. Do you think we should invite Director Tong?" Zeng Li asked.

"What did you say?" Yang Lingyue asked.

"You're annoying." Zeng Li glanced at her boyfriend who was not sure what he was thinking.

"Well, well, we must invite people, including those from the sports department."

Yang Lingyue stretched lazily while speaking.

"You're going to die, we're talking about something."

"It won't delay us. Lizi, let's discuss something. Let Jiang Rong follow me in the future. I'll ask him to choose a driver for you." Yang Lingyue said.

"Hmm~"

Yang Lingyue was very satisfied with Zeng Li's quick agreement and said "OK!"

"What a bullshit!"

Zeng Li frowned to express her dissatisfaction.

She was definitely unwilling to accept that someone she had used well was transferred away like this.

But Yang Lingyue finally convinced Zeng Li.

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