After being slag, I became popular in the entertainment industry

--invest?

Chen Zhiwen raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you want to invest in King Quan Films, and become a shareholder in Flix? Or do you want to invest in my next movie?"

Yuan Shaorong smiled softly on the other end of the phone, his voice was full of elegant sexiness.

"What if I say, I just want to invest in you?"

The voice is calm and powerful, like an opponent fighting in another ring, even in a higher position.

"I want to invest in you, your company, your industry, your movies...these are your added value, I just want to invest in you, that's all."

Chen Zhiwen squinted his eyes after hearing this.

He actually felt a hint of danger from the other party's tone.

This trace of danger is not like Zhou Silang's morbid desire for monopoly, wanting to let himself fall from the sky and become a prisoner bird.

Yuan Shaorong's determined tone seemed to be covered by the other party's gaze from the beginning to the end.

It's like the loosely tied rope of a high-flying kite string, very light, but just tied there.

This feeling made Chen Zhiwen a little uncomfortable.

"Invest in me?"

He smiled, crossed his legs slightly, bent his fingertips slightly, and made a perfect shape with his fingers holding the phone, "This world pays attention to the entanglement of interests. A chaebol like you is in China. The country and even the world have different status from ordinary people, if it is not for profit, why contact me?"

After hearing this, Yuan Shaorong chuckled lightly.

——Children...don't be so naive.

Living in this world, people always need to have some fun, but not everything needs to be bound by interests, as long as they are interested.

After all, there are not many people in this world who can arouse his interest.

Leaning on the back of the chair, Yuan Shaorong said casually, "I read the declaration you made in Oleka."

"A sci-fi movie... sounds very interesting, but your temper is really as stubborn as ever, exactly the same as when you were on the variety show in Huaguo."

Yuan Shaorong narrowed his eyes, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth, "Correct the superficial impression of sci-fi movies...Little guy, you are not afraid that such behavior will anger all the directors and producers of Licheng, and let your next Difficulties in approving the film project?"

There was a faint laughter sounded.

"It's really courageous."

Chen Zhiwen said lightly, "I don't need to bother you about this matter, I have a sense of proportion."

Of course he knew that if he dared to say such bold words, he would naturally be greeted with cynicism from the media and insiders in Licheng.

These people were faintly jealous because of his outstanding box office performance. With such a wonderful opportunity, they would never give up the chance to pull him off easily.

But this is also one of the purposes of Chen Zhiwen's establishment of King Power Pictures.

Want to deliberately block him in the film project approval... want to fundamentally hinder Chen Zhiwen?

It is now impractical.

Chen Zhiwen is no longer the same as he was when he was in Huaguo, just a small director who made a trivial micro movie.The Qian rules played by Lin Li's chaebol are like a giant palm, firmly suppressing everyone in the movie circle, including him.

Now, as the founder of Wangquan Films, he holds the copyrights of two films, "Luoshui" and "Born Like a Summer Flower". In order to communicate about the cooperation of the release, Wang Quan Films will also establish a series of comprehensive publicity and distribution mechanisms, and the influence of capital on him has been much smaller.

Next, it is enough for Chen Zhiwen to reverse the audience's bad impression of being instigated by the media.

How to reverse it?

Quite simply, all it takes is a downright good movie.Most of the audience in Licheng are still very honest, throwing away Chen Zhiwen's handsome and elegant appearance, even if they verbally resist and rejoice, they will still willingly pay for an excellent movie with money from their own pockets.

What Chen Zhiwen lacks most is the creative inspiration for movies.

With a complete film publicity system and his own talent, in this world, Chen Zhiwen will no longer be controlled by others, but will make himself the master who gives orders to others.

However, the only thing that made Chen Zhiwen a little concerned was the opportunity to reopen the Huaguo market.

——As a native of China, Licheng is not his home no matter how open it is.

While Chen Zhiwen was meditating, Yuan Shaorong smiled slightly, and what he said fit exactly what Chen Zhiwen was thinking.

"I know what you're thinking. King Power Films is already on the right track. Tens of millions of box office revenues are not a small amount of money. But these things, for a sci-fi film that can break Oleka's decades-long tradition , these budgets are far from enough..."

He lowered his voice, with a hint of persuasion.

"So, Chen Zhiwen, are you interested in co-producing the next film with Hua Guo?"

In the distance, through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office, the light spots cast by the cross leaves of the plane trees carry traces of warmth.

Chen Zhiwen was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously asked, "What?"

At that moment, he even thought that he had heard it wrong.

Yuan Shaorong raised his eyes and looked at various social platforms, following the news of the People's Weekly, most of the public opinion was completely different from that of Licheng, and they were full of praise for Chen Zhiwen's winning the Oleica award.

It's like breaking the ice again after going through a cold winter of frozen water.

Slightly lingering smoke rose from Yuan Shaorong's fingertips, and the man smiled and said, "Little guy, the fallen leaves return to their roots, it's time to come back."

At that moment, it was as if a tiny feather tickled my heart gently.

It makes people tremble.

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On the second day, in the office of King Quan Films, Chen Zhiwen casually conceived the picture of the next movie "City Without Owner".

The very beginning of the script is a vast sea.

On this icy sea, there is only a child rowing a boat alone, looking extremely thin, other than that, there is no addition, it is empty, and it looks extraordinarily intrusive.

He stretched out his hand and casually drew a promotional picture on the paper, but Yuan Shaorong's last vaguely bewitching invitation echoed in his mind last night.

"Do you want to go back to Huaguo and make a movie with me?"

Although at that time, at the very beginning, he was startled when he heard the gentle words that seemed to have a hint of concern, Chen Zhiwen immediately became sober.

Will Yuan Shaorong care or worry about him?

This is not realistic, it might as well be that the other party is interested in the streaming media field of King Power Films... and then tried to contact himself again.

With a mentality of vigilance against these Huaguo chaebols, last night this handsome young man just smiled and curled his mouth, and refused aloud, "Sorry, if I come back, it will definitely be out of my own instinct, not to obey invite anyone."

Chen Zhiwen's indifferent words carried his own arrogance.

"Even if it's the person in power of the Yuan family, it won't work."

Yuan Shaorong could faintly feel the other party's intention of guarding. After twisting out the cigar in hand, he smiled indifferently, "It's okay, there is no time limit for my invitation..."

Before hanging up the phone, Chen Zhiwen could only hear Yuan Shaorong say softly——

"I just hope you can think about it carefully. I don't have any hostility, little guy. Don't make uncle wait too long."

After the beep sounded when the phone was hung up, Chen Zhiwen asked the team of King Quan Films to investigate the public opinion in Huaguo, and finally got affirmative news that the ban, kill, and order had been lifted.

Not only because of the Yuan family's action, if the Zhou family refused to give in, the effect would not be achieved so quickly.

Inexplicably, Chen Zhiwen thought of Zhou Silang who was severely punched by Yuan Kai at the banquet in Gonghai.

The handsome young man on the deck lightly licked the corner of his mouth, even though there was a faint wound on the corner of his mouth, the eyes looking at him were still extremely hot and sick.

"The banning order has really been lifted...why did Zhou Silang retreat?"

Chen Zhiwen narrowed his eyes.

It seemed to him a little too soon.

He didn't even use the copyrights of several films under King Quan Films to put pressure on Zhou Silang from the cinema operators in Huaguo, but the other party retreated silently, which made Chen Zhiwen feel a little strange.

Maybe Zhou Silang is planning some other conspiracy.

Augustine Kevin was the first person to hear the news. He was deeply concerned about the relationship between Chen Zhiwen and Zhan Mingyu. Of course, he was extremely concerned about the situation in Huaguo. Wanting to see Chen Zhiwen, Augustine Kevin found some ways to stop him.

"No, no, dear Chen, believe me, these so-called capitalists are unreliable liars... They are the most cunning, don't be fooled by their gentle and elegant masks!"

"Hey, especially the one from the Yuan family, who can climb to the pinnacle of such power, who knows what the other party is hiding?"

Augustine Kevin looked at Chen Zhiwen nervously, for fear that Chen Zhiwen would really be fooled away by the other party, and his words were extremely exaggerated. He was a capitalist with sinister intentions, and he was also confused.

Chen Zhiwen glanced at Augustine Kevin and smiled softly, "Don't be so nervous, Augustine."

He took a meaningful sip of his coffee, and said in a soft voice, "You look like I'm a heartbreaker, and I can give you up easily."

It was as if there was a slightly rippling lake in his heart, which was easily touched by Chen Zhiwen. The mixed-race director lowered his head, thinking of the past events that Chen Zhiwen had casually teased, he murmured, "But, you Chen Zhiwen He was a heartless person..."

"What?" Chen Zhiwen didn't hear clearly.

Augustine Kevin calmed down, coughed, and brought the topic back to what he cared about, "In short, dear Chen, don't be fooled by that one from the Yuan family...even King Quan Pictures' If the funds are not enough, Morgan Pictures can also help invest, but don't really follow that old fox's way! Who knows what the other party wants!"

Chen Zhiwen raised his eyebrows.

And at this moment, the door was suddenly opened——

Zhan Mingyu, who was wearing a black abstinence suit, walked in with a dark face. He obviously heard what Augustine Kevin said to discourage Chen Zhiwen from returning to China.

The little assistant next to him who was trying to stop him was a little nervous, his face was full of apologetic expressions, "This gentleman insisted that he had an invitation with you, and even showed me the text messages he had with you. ..."

Zhan Mingyu didn't care about the little assistant, but just looked at Augustine Kevin with slightly downcast eyes, and the face that always looked as elegant as the moon and the moon flashed an extraordinarily indifferent emotion, which was terribly gloomy.

With obvious hostility on his face, he said word by word——

"He should have been in China, enjoying the attitude of being supported by all—"

"Augustin, what qualifications do you, a man from Licheng, have to prevent him from returning to China?"

As if suppressing something, Zhan Mingyu's chest heaved slightly, and there was a hint of deep pain and regret in his eyes.

He said in a low voice.

"In this world, no one hopes more than me that he can return to China to welcome his honor and glory... No one can stop him."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-04-0220:08:22~2020-04-0301:53:23期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: Bai°Li Luo, 1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: it is as simple as 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!