Diamond company shoots commercials, you shoot Titanic

After adjusting the layout of the front hall, Chen Xiao had a meal with the art team and returned to the hotel.

When he returned to the room and took out his mobile phone, he saw that his father had called him several times via video.

Chen Xiao called back directly.

When the call was connected, Lao Deng appeared on the opposite side sitting on the sofa in the living room of the villa, holding Huoyun in his arms.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

"Let me show you the cat. Look, it's well taken care of, right? Has it gained some weight again?"

"How much weight can it gain in half a day? You made 5 video calls to show me the cat?"

In the camera, Chen Mingfu smiled awkwardly and then talked about the company's business.

After talking about business for a while, the father smiled at the camera and said, "Son, your dress is really nice."

"Dad, stop praising me. You've praised me for no less than 20 times in a 10-minute phone call."

"Is that called praising? That's called reminding you."

Chen Xiao also saw that he had something to do, but he didn't say it clearly.

"Tell me, how much do you want?"

"Am I that kind of person, your dad? 7,000 will do."

Chen Xiao asked in confusion, "Don't you have any in your piggy bank? And why don't you ask my mom for it?"

"Because... Huoyun just broke the jade bracelet that your aunt gave to your mom last week. I figured I'd go buy one quickly to save your cat from getting beaten."

Huoyun on the other side of the phone was stunned. I don't know if he didn't want to be held or what, he bit Chen Mingfu with a "meow" and turned around and ran away.

As soon as he finished speaking, a message from Xiaobai came to his phone: "Master, Mr. Chen is lying. I saw it with my own surveillance camera. When he was wiping the fishing rod, the fishing rod knocked the bracelet off the ground and broke it."

"..."

So that's what happened. He couldn't tell the truth, and he didn't want his small treasury to be as bright as his head, so he pushed the blame on Huoyun.

Poor Huoyun, it would be better to take you away.

Let Lao Deng look after you occasionally, how much blame you have to bear.

"Dad, let Xiaobai buy the same one. Choose the one that's close."

"Does it have money?"

"Yes."

"Okay, then you go ahead."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Xiao found that the video was hung up.

Wow, he turned his face and didn't recognize people.

Chen Xiao opened the housekeeper robot software and said to Xiaobai: "Buy whatever bracelet Dad wants to buy."

"Yes, master."

...

In the Suzhou Garden Villa in the capital.

Chen Mingfu squatted in front of Xiaobai, "Can you buy this bracelet for me? I want the closest and fastest one."

"Of course, no problem, handsome Mr. Chen. The bracelet is expected to arrive tomorrow afternoon."

"That's good, is there anything else I need to do?"

"How can I trouble you? Xiaobai has already placed the order."

"You buy it when I ask you to?"

"Yes, because you are the master's father, you are busy and hardworking, such a person deserves everything, your words are destiny! What the emperor does is in accordance with the time and reason!"

"Then..."

Chen Mingfu's eyes lit up, took out his mobile phone, opened the shopping platform favorites, sorted by price, found the most expensive fishing rod, and put it in front of Xiaobai.

"This, can you buy it for me too?"

Xiaobai: "..."

At the same time, in a hotel near Zhou's compound.

Chen Xiao's mobile phone popped up the notification sound of Xiaobai's message again.

Chen Xiao said, "Play the voice."

"Master, Mr. Chen Mingfu wants to buy a Carle Super Carp Rod, which is worth 35,000 RMB. Do you want to be frugal, or..."

Without waiting for Xiao Bai to finish his voice, Chen Xiao answered directly, "Buy it."

After that, he yawned and picked up the storyboard script.

The next morning at 8:00.

The crew officially started work and began to rehearse the play.

Everyone had rehearsed in the capital and was familiar with the plot. But they still needed to get familiar with the venue.

The rehearsal ended at 10:00 in the morning and prepared to start filming.

At the same time, three reporters stepped into the Zhou family compound at the agreed time.

Reporter Duan, who was in his fifties, walked in the yard with a camera in his hand, carefully observing the activities of the actors and staff, looking for news worth reporting.

In the lobby, Chen Xiao confirmed the camera position with the director of photography and saw him. He came out and said hello, "Mr. Duan, are you feeling better today?"

"Much better, thank you Director Chen." Reporter Duan smiled and shook his hand. "Director Chen, you don't have to worry about us. We will try not to delay your normal work. Don't worry, we will definitely ask for your consent before we publish the report."

As in "Interstellar", the crew agreed

They followed the crew for the interview, but there was a condition - the report needed to be approved by the crew before it could be released, so as to avoid spoilers.

"Mr. Duan, you are too polite. I will go to check the lighting and will not accompany you for now. Please contact us if you need anything."

"You are busy."

Reporter Duan nodded slightly at him and continued to walk around the yard.

Staff members hurried around.

In the two front rooms on the left and right, the actors sat together to rehearse their lines.

The air was filled with a busy and orderly atmosphere.

He walked for a while, sat on a rattan chair next to the red pillar, and sighed to the other two reporters: "Although Oriental Media is small, it has its own advantages. The employees are united and efficient."

Next to him, Xiao Zhou leaned against the pillar, pursed his lips and hesitated for a while, and said: "Teacher Duan, I have a question to ask."

"You go."

Xiao Zhou squatted down and whispered about Chen Xiao's request to adjust the 20 cm yesterday, and commented:

"It feels a bit formalistic. I heard that some leaders will pretend to be busy. But I don't think Director Chen is that kind of person."

"Xiao Zhou." Reporter Duan opened his mouth, and the words came to his lips, and he swallowed them back.

He wanted to say that even if the leader really did that, you shouldn't say it, especially not to your colleagues. This is the workplace.

But when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say it when he saw Xiao Zhou's fearless and reckless appearance.

What is the mission of a reporter?

It is to convey information accurately, truthfully and objectively, and also to report unfair and unreasonable situations and speak for the disadvantaged groups.

Xiao Zhou's cynical mentality is exactly what they need, and it cannot be killed.

But Xiao Zhou also has problems. The exposure should be the real unreasonable places, otherwise it will be accidental injury.

Reporter Duan was silent for a moment, looking at the busy figures in the main hall, and said earnestly:

"Xiao Zhou, reporters should make bold guesses and verify carefully. Before you are sure of the truth, don't guide others' opinions. If you can't form an opinion, just narrate the known facts, don't say "it feels like formalism" like you did just now. Do you understand? We are Xinxia Society."

"I understand, thank you Teacher Duan."

Reporter Duan nodded and smiled.

Xiao Zhou next to him just stood up when he heard the voice of the assistant director in the front room: "Everyone, please gather at the shooting site!"

Reporter Duan stood up immediately, "Let's go, let's start."

...

One hour later.

"One scene, seven shots at a time!"

With a snap, the clapperboard fell.

"Action!"

After speaking, Chen Xiao stared at the monitor in front of him.

Behind him, three reporters took deep breaths, watched the actors perform, or, like him, stared at the monitor screen.