One of the entertainment circles goes west

Dao Xiaofeng's version of Su Mei feels smoother and smoother, and the shooting of the film is progressing very smoothly.Soon, halfway through the progress, Zheng Tianyang's guest role in "a certain boss" is not much, but his attitude is quite correct, he wears formal clothes every day, his leather shoes are polished, and he drives to the set on time. Daolong and Xiaofeng were brought along along the way, and Daolong was very satisfied with this, showing off to Xiaofeng how many things he had done with a small amount of money.

Dao Xiaofeng took the script and spoke silently in the back seat, and was surprised when he heard the words: "I have carefully read our film budget, but you didn't include Mr. Zheng's salary in it."

Dao Long was stunned, and then retorted: "It's just a guest appearance in friendship, what kind of salary will you give?"

Zheng Tianyang laughed loudly: "Yes, yes, I am your parent's worker. I don't ask for wages, but I have to pay you rent every year." With an ambiguous expression, he freed up a hand and patted Daolong's thigh: "Every night I have to hand over some private goods to you, right?"

Daolong snorted, to be honest, he really couldn't fault this long-term worker.

Zhang Jie has always been the only external role in the studio. Now, in addition to being an agent to scoop up roles for Daolong and a financier to attract investment for the studio, she also needs to be in charge of the external promotion of the film. Zheng Tianyang, who was the most idle, also played her part as a staff officer. On the set, she often stayed with Zhang Jie. The two of them buried their heads in muttering, typing on the computer, not knowing what they were busy with.

Daolong took advantage of his lunch break to go over and saw that the two were studying a graph.

"What is this?" Daolong asked shamelessly.

Zhang Jie didn't raise her head: "Market analysis chart."

Daolong asked again: "What is it for?"

"Research on which schedule is more suitable for our film." Zhang Jie had the expression of asking if you are a pig.

Zheng Tianyang rolled the sleeves of his white shirt up to his elbows and gnawed on a corn. He didn't have the slightest demeanor of a president: "Let me tell you, you don't need to study these, choose one for Christmas or New Year's Eve."

Daolong nodded: "Yes, there is nothing to study here, just celebrate the new year."

Zhang Jie couldn't bear it any longer: "Is the cinema chain run by your family? Why don't you let the theater line arrange movies for you [-]%?"

Daolon thought seriously: "This is not very good."

Zhang Jie almost flipped the table, Daolong laughed and pushed Zhang Jie back on the chair, who was jumping up in anger: "Just kidding."

Zheng Tianyang finally gnawed the corn and wiped his mouth: "I'm not joking, let's celebrate the new year."

Zhang Jie hesitated: "At that time, the competition was too fierce, and this kind of literary biopic could not compete with Hollywood blockbusters. Moreover, most of the Lunar New Year films are comedies. Our film is really on the Lunar New Year. I am afraid that it will hit the street. Who would like to make themselves unhappy for the New Year's Eve ah."

Zheng Tianyang said: "Don't worry about competition. As long as the publicity is in place, nothing is impossible. I know this best. When the time comes, we will decide on the publicity plan together. Even if we can't compete for the box office of the blockbuster, the revenue will definitely not be bad. And it can Earn a good reputation, and it is convenient to give awards."

Zhang Jie reluctantly accepted his statement. She checked the information and said, "But according to the information given to me by the theater chain, the schedules for the second half of the year are all full, and we can't squeeze in at all."

The old god Zheng Tianyang was lying on the ground with his legs crossed, without the appearance of a migrant worker bending over to eat corn, he said: "Comrade Zhang Jie! Please don't worry, there was originally a time slot for Yue Yang in the theater, but now Yue Yang has a lot of it." The film has been aborted, so we definitely have a chance. Not only do we want to release it on the best schedule, but I also plan to release it in overseas markets simultaneously. The distributor has already contacted and it is basically done. What we need now is an awesome translation team."

This time even Daolong was a little surprised: "What did you use to negotiate with overseas distributors? There is no sample and no money."

"Charisma." Zheng Tianyang snapped his fingers loudly.

Daolong held his forehead speechlessly.

Zhang Jie laughed dryly: "...Fortunately, you joined our studio. It would be terrible if you were the opponent."

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The filming of "The Legend of Su Mei" is over halfway, and everything is ready, only the role of "Mr. Song" is missing. All the scenes related to Mr. Song have not been filmed yet.Daolong was a little anxious. The relationship between "Mr. Song" and Su Mei is a brilliant part of this drama. If the actor is not suitable and feels wrong, then the charm of the film will probably be halved.

Zheng Tianyang talked about it all the time, and suggested that Daolong should do it himself.

Daolon really doesn't want to play such a role, not only because it's too weird to play a couple scene with his sister, but also because he doesn't approve of the role of "Mr. Song" from the bottom of his heart.

But the progress of the production team does not wait for anyone. A large sum of money is spent every day of delay.

"Otherwise, you can act. I'll get over it and make do with you." Xiaofeng couldn't help but say to Daolong during the lunch break.

Daolon still hesitated.

"If you hesitate any longer, you'll have to pawn your underwear!" Zhang Jie fanned the flames beside her.

Daolong had no choice but to say, just try it, when suddenly the phone rang.He picked it up, and as soon as he said "Hello", his face changed.

Xiaofeng and Zhang Jie watched him turn his back, lowered their voices, and asked, "How do you know about my mobile phone... What are you going to do?... Well, where... I'll be there in half an hour..."

Daolong hung up the phone and turned around, with a look of resentment and unwillingness: "I have something urgent to go out, you can take care of it first."

Dao Xiaofeng chased after him: "Hey, Mr. Song's role hasn't been decided yet, so what to do!"

Daolong threw down the word "let's talk" in a hurry, and drove away neatly.

Zheng Tianyang went to the studio in the afternoon and found that Daolong was not there, and Liu Yiru was sitting in the director's seat supervising some indoor empty shots.

"Where's Daolong?" Zheng Tianyang was surprised.

Everyone who was asked shook their heads and said they didn't know.Zheng Tianyang was about to make a phone call, but was stunned by a group of policemen who broke into the studio directly.

The team was led by an old acquaintance, Xiao Yefei.

Everyone fell into silence, watching Xiao Ye fly straight towards Zheng Tianyang.

Xiao Yefei showed his police officer ID.

"Mr. Zheng Tianyang, please come with us and cooperate with the investigation of a drug-related case."