I'm in trouble

"Catherine, I'm getting married."

Having fought side by side for so long, even if they are not working together now, Mo Yunshan still wants to share this good news with the person on the phone as soon as possible.

——"You have to know what you are giving up."

"I have always known what I was giving up. There is a saying in our country that 'you can only get what you give up'. Maybe it is difficult to advance what I want to do by myself, but how will you know if you don't try? There are many in Hollywood. The mature operation system is that many people want to get a share of it. But giving up there does not mean that I will stop my footsteps.”

Mo Yunshan smiled slightly, "It's because I know how difficult what I do is that I want to find someone who can support me when I'm at a loss, so that I can move forward without any worries."

She watches a lot of domestic movies every year, from online dramas to TV dramas to movies, and like many people in China, she will dig out one or two poor movies from many shoddy movies like panning for gold and watch them repeatedly.

Follow the producers, directors, and screenwriters of quality films.

There is a dearth of good scripts in China, but many film and television companies have a pitifully small budget for scripts, and even a screenwriter with original ability may not be able to pick one out of a hundred.

It's very simple. Seriously polishing a script requires both energy and money. Many companies will not spend money to support a screenwriting team to do an uncertain thing.They would rather spend money on popular actors. It seems that as long as the publicity is in place and the money invested in the early stage can be recovered, it doesn't matter what the core of a drama is.

It is obvious to all that the domestic entertainment industry has gone downhill in recent years. Many people think that film and television companies are holding on to projects and not looking for good actors, but no matter how good the actors are, they cannot save a bad story.

Mo Yunshan believes that there is no shortage of actors in China who can play the characters, but there is a shortage of scripts that can catch people's hearts.So her first step back to China is to search for screenwriters who can catch her eyes. She wants to raise talented screenwriters and create stories that will catch the audience's eyes.

She wanted to do this kind of labor-intensive thing that was not necessarily flattering but definitely expensive.

However, the domestic capital is also strange. It is fooled by the ideals of many entrepreneurs. When they follow the trend, they will spend tens of billions and tens of billions one by one. Slow, is to shirk the tightness of book funds.

It's not uncommon to see people, except for Zhuang Ning, there are really few people who give her face.

If you become Mrs. Yin... you should be able to cheat some money, right?

——"Since you think so, I wish you happiness. If you need help, you can find me. You are someone I admire very much. Forget about the previous unpleasantness."

"I knew you wouldn't be mad for long! Love you!"

——"I'm going to hold a script meeting, bye~"

"Bye~"

Mo Yunshan put down his phone and looked at the ceiling, the corners of his lips raised unconsciously.

Are you really going to get married?

Although there are no flowers or rings, but what the vixen said in the morning should be considered a marriage proposal.

It must be counted, it must be counted!

She actually wanted to call Xin Rui to share the good news, but she didn't get her certificate now, if it was a fox again, it would be too embarrassing.

No ring, no wedding, just a bare marriage certificate.

Marriage is not the same as imagined!

Mo Yunshan tossed and turned on the bed, her heart was full of fire, she was really upset!

When Yin Ruli went home, there was no light in the room.

She turned on the overhead light and glanced around, the room was no different from when she left.

Although today's meeting ended a bit late, the hour hand was only at eight o'clock.

Still uncomfortable?

Yin Ruli went upstairs lightly, pushed open the bedroom door, and was strangled by a black shadow as soon as he entered.

"My uncle hasn't touched any beauty for a long time, and I'm very lonely, can you be happy with me, little lady?" Heiying's tone was frivolous, and his hands were dishonest.

Yin Ruli frowned, "Is your brain burned out?"

Mo Yunshan laughed twice: "Even if you screamed and broke your throat today, no one will come to rescue you, so just obey me obediently!"

"Relax, I'm going to change clothes." Yin Ruli's face was full of black lines, regretting that a fool was brought in yesterday.

"I watched a short video today, and I want to share it with you?" Mo Yunshan smacked her lips, "The female bandit in it is pretty good-looking, and can be ranked among my top ten."

Yin Ruli turned around and pressed Mo Yunshan against the door, with his hands wrapped around her waist, "Did I say that after becoming Mrs. Yin, you can only see me alone?"

"You will believe what I say casually. I can't open your computer even though it has a password." Mo Yunshan muttered in a low voice, "And the password is not my birthday. I have tried too many times and I will be warned."

Yin Ruli laughed, "Do you think it is an honor to secretly open other people's computers?"

"You said you want to marry me, but you can't count your words." Mo Yunshan circled Yin Ruli's shoulders with his finger, "You are going to be married, so you are no one else. So what is the computer's power-on password?"

"Business secrets, no comment." Yin Ruli put down his words, let go, and walked into the bathroom.

Mo Yunshan said bitterly: "You are an out-and-out old bastard!"

"We haven't received the certificate yet, Ms. Yun, pay attention to your attitude."

As soon as the voice fell, the bathroom door closed and locked with a "click".

Mo Yunshan was even more annoyed: "You stinky fox, are you still afraid of me going in and peeping?!"

"afraid."

The next second, there was the sound of sparse water, Mo Yunshan didn't bother to waste his throat, dragged his tired body to the bed, and fell on the bed like diving.

After Yin Ruli finished drying her hair and went to bed, Mo Yunshan turned her back and ignored him.

She wanted to let the vixen know that a sick cat has a temper.

Yin Ruli stretched out his hand to touch the forehead of the person next to him, and the temperature was similar to his own.

She asked, "Is there any discomfort?"

Mo Yunshan didn't speak.

"If there is nothing uncomfortable, I hope you can fulfill Mrs. Yin's obligations."

Mo Yunshan wondered, what is this stinky fox planning?

Yin Ruli held Mo Yunshan's wrist, and said in a low voice, "Do you move or should I do it myself?"

Mo Yunshan was startled.

verb: move?

move what? !