Entertainment: Starting from playing the role of the villain in the competition

It doesn't matter who you are, as long as you mess with him, he can kill you in various ways, without leaving any life behind!

Thinking back then, it wasn't that Xiangjiang didn't have people who competed with Xiang Qiye, various corner forces emerged in an endless stream, all coveting Xiang Qiye's property, wanting to carve up a piece of it.

So what, Wang Ding made a move, and the leaders of the seven forces in seven days disappeared from the world.

Although there has been no direct evidence pointing to Wang Ding, everyone in the circle knows that there is no one else in this matter except him.

After that, anyone who had a little relationship with Xiang Huaxin, no matter if it was a big power or a small boss, would tremble somewhat when they mentioned Xiang Qiye's righteous son next to him.

Sister Li is an old man from Xiziyuan. Although she has not had much contact with the internal affairs of the group, she has heard some rumors over the years.

Seeing the real person suddenly now, I can't help but feel a little nervous.

"Are you looking for Mr. Wu?"

Miss Li asked.

"Ah."

Wang Ding closed his notebook where he was playing minesweeper, and stood up.

"Come with me please."

Sister Li led the way, and the two twisted and turned, and walked for a while before arriving at the deepest Yunmanju.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, call me anytime you need anything."

Sister Li turned around and left, with a long sigh of relief in her heart.

Wang Ding looked up at the courtyard door of Yunmanju, stepped forward and rang the doorbell.

After a while, Wu Zong's voice came out through the video intercom.

"Come clean again in the afternoon, thank you."

"Excuse me, can you always check the intercom, it's me."

Wang Ding rolled his eyes and stood in front of the video intercom.

There was a sound of footsteps.

"Yo! Mr. Wang—so—good—"

When Wu Zong saw Wang Ding's speechless face in the video intercom, he was amused on the spot.

"Wang Shit, I'm just a part-time worker, open the door."

Wang Ding was amused by Wu Zong's flattering address, and laughed and cursed.

With a sound of gada, the courtyard door opened automatically, and Wang Ding pushed open the door and walked in.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, even Wang Ding, who had seen many luxurious scenes over the years, couldn't help sighing.

This Yunmanju is really worthy of being one of the top private mountain villas in China.

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happy weekend! .

Chapter 219

The first thing that catches the eye is a white marble shadow on the back wall, carved with mountains and rivers for boating, and the beautiful scenery of the broken bridge by the West Lake.

Walking in, the left and right corridors are covered with varnish and soap tiles, surrounded by colorful private courtyards with small bridges and flowing water.

Walking up the covered bridge, palace lanterns hang on both sides. Inside are not plug-in light bulbs, but pure handmade oil wax, which is also mixed with agarwood, and the aroma is refreshing when it burns.

Cross the covered bridge and enter the second yard.

Compared with the courtyard in front, the area of ​​Erdaoyuan is much larger.

In the center, a small two-story building is as elegant as a fairy house. The octagonal design makes it look unique and well-proportioned.

On the left side, a half-open tea room and study room are hung with tulle, fluttering in the evening wind, so beautiful.

To the right, lights flicker in the connected multi-purpose entertainment area, offering almost every conceivable entertainment option.

And in the center of the courtyard is the elegant main house like a palace.

Tsk tsk tsk, Wang Ding looked at the big house and heaved a long sigh in his heart.

Wu Zong's grandson really has enough to enjoy.

"President Wang! You are here! Please come in quickly!"

Just looking at it, I saw the door of the main house opened, and Wu Zong won out with a polite look on his face.

"You...you're good at picking places..."

Wang Ding looked around Qingya's house, and glared at Wu Zong.

"I'm going to take a rest after you start working."

"Hahahahaha, no problem, no problem, this is your family's business, after this period of time is over, after I take over, how do you want to rest, that's it, don't stand in the courtyard and sigh, great hero, Come in."

While speaking, Wu Zong stepped forward and grabbed Wang Ding, pulling him closer to the main house.

And the reason why Wu Zong kept patting Wang Ding so half-jokingly and half-ridiculously was because he knew that Wang Ding was even busier than him during this period of time.

After the shooting of Mr. Shu over there, he still has a vacation to go out with Yaya to spend a leisurely and elegant life.

Since the script came out, Wang Ding has never been idle, running around almost every day.

Wu Zong wrote a total of three scripts when he was in retreat, one short story, one movie, and one TV series.

Now, "Return" and "Hello!"Mr. Tree" has been settled.

There is only one last script left.

During this time, Wang Ding was doing the pre-planning work of this script.

TV dramas are no different than movies. Due to their long filming cycle and large number of participants, it is very difficult to coordinate in the early stage.

Coupled with Wu Zong's high expectations for this TV series, the amount of investment has almost caught up with some science fiction movies.

Therefore, the burden on Wang Ding is very heavy.

Following Wu Zong in, the two came to the living room and sat down.

Wang Ding opened his notebook, minimized Minesweeper for the time being, brought up the quotation form, and transferred the computer to Wu Zong.

"The cost of special effects production is much higher than we thought."

Wang Ding casually picked up Wu Zong's cigarette from the table, took out one, and handed another one to Wu Zong.

Wu Zong glanced at Wang Ding in surprise.

"Who did you learn from, you shameless borrowing flowers to offer Buddha?"

"You, who else could it be?"

Wang Ding raised his eyebrows.

Wu Zong: ...

It seems to be true.

Putting away his joking expression, Wu Zong took a puff of cigarette and looked at the report on the computer.

His TV series requires a lot of post-production special effects.

The market charges for post-production special effects are calculated per second.

Therefore, it is impossible for a TV series to produce the kind of super high-quality special effects in top special effects movies.

Wang Ding also knows this, so some of the world's top special effects teams have been excluded.

But even so, the cost of production is already a huge expense.

"What if we didn't all use the same company for special effects?"

Wu Zong held his chin, frowned and thought about these quotations.

"Same idea as mine."

Wang Ding nodded.

"If you outsource separately, the budget may be smaller, but the problem is that the overall planning in the later stage will be a very complicated matter."

Wu Zong nodded.

Also, if outsourced separately, the later progress will be different, and it will be a big problem to coordinate at that time.

"My opinion is that the more difficult the coordination is, the more difficult it is. Even if we save the money, we can hire a post-producer with relevant international experience, what do you think?"

Wang Ding frowned and thought.

What Wu Zong said made sense.

If the method of subcontracting is adopted, first of all, the cost will be smaller, such as some less important places, they have enough room to reduce the budget.

Moreover, in this way, the quality of special effects can be grasped most accurately, and it will not be wasted money by others like a turnkey package.

And just when the two were worrying about the expensive post-production special effects, a gentle female voice came down from upstairs.

Wang Ding also subconsciously looked upstairs.

Yaya just woke up and finished washing, and was going to go downstairs to find Wu Zong.

"Honey, you saw my hair tie..."

Four eyes facing each other.

Wang Ding's eyes went from indifferent at the beginning, to bewildered, and finally became extremely surprised.

???

What does it mean?

What's happening here?

I don't have hallucinations, isn't this beauty Tong Liya?

But, isn't Wu Zong secretly related to Yang Mi?

Then what is his relationship with Tong Liya?

What the hell!

isn't it?

No way?

Good guy!

I'm fucking on the spot dude? !

Wang Ding, who seemed to understand what was going on, turned his head slowly and looked at Wu Zong, his eyes full of admiration and admiration.

Concealedly gave Wu Zong a thumbs up, as if to say: You are a heifer ringing the doorbell.

Yaya is also stupid.

She didn't know that Wang Ding came to visit suddenly.

She hadn't even met Wang Ding before!

Yaya has always been the person who has the least contact with Wu Zong in terms of work.

Two people are together purely attracted by each other's soul.

Yaya never asked to share Wu Zong's talent, even, if Wu Zong didn't say it himself, she would not ask much about Wu Zong's work.

Unlike Yang Mi, she is Wu Zong's boss (Li Qian's), and the working relationship between the two is inevitable.

She is also not like Xuanyi, who has been cared for and supported by Wu Zong from the very beginning, and she worships Wu Zong extremely.

The reason why she was with Wu Zong was entirely because she was conquered by his charisma, so at work, the two of them seldom interacted.

And she also made it very clear that Wu Zong didn't need to make so-called compensation to her at work, she loved Wu Zong, just for him.

She only knew a little about Wu Zong's company. She knew that Wu Zong was an entertainment company founded in partnership with others.