Did Zhou Jing retire today?

Hearing what Song Guyu said, both Wen Jun and Lin Su were stunned.

Lin Su looked at Wen Jun, then at Song Guyu, got up and pressed Song Guyu's shoulder with one hand, and greeted Wen Jun with the other: "Calm down, both of you, come on, sit down and talk."

After the three of them sat down again, Lin Su poured out the cold tea in Song Guyu's teacup and refilled a cup full of hot tea before asking with concern, "Old Song, what do you mean?"

Song Guyu sighed, and it took a long time before he slowly opened his mouth: "...The next day after the round-up, Century EMI contacted me, strongly recommended Xu Ze, and said that he had invested 5000 million yuan in the film crew. The investor is Youguo Video."

"At that time, my heart skipped a beat." Song Guyu sighed again, and turned to look at Lin Shu, "Old Lin, do you remember that we discussed Zhou Jing after the audition that day? This kid looks good. , the acting skills are not bad, the lines are top-notch, why have you never been able to stand out?"

Lin Su nodded: "You also said that in the past few years, Juxing only knows how to make quick money through talent shows, but Miaozi, a serious actor, doesn't know how to cultivate him. So many contacts in the film and television industry are in vain."

Hearing this, Wen Jun thought of something, and asked hesitantly, "Did Zhou Jing...offend someone?"

Song Guyu smiled wryly: "Other than that, what else can there be? I didn't find out about the specific situation. I only know that Zhou Jing offended the high-level executives of Youguo Video five years ago and was banned by the other party."

"When I found out about this, I was concerned, but I didn't take it too seriously. After all, it happened five years ago, and if Zhou Jing really offended someone to death, the rumors would have spread all over the place, and we wouldn't mind it. No idea. Who knows..."

Song Guyu shook his head, and turned to talk about the investment in "Fang Wai": "You also know that our company accounts for the majority of the investment in "Fang Wai", followed by Carambola Satellite TV. But Carambola only invests money and does not participate in the production, and has the right to speak." It’s still in our hands. But “Fang Wai” needs too much investment, if we want to achieve the level we expected, it will need at least [-] million yuan, and new funds will be introduced sooner or later.”

"Just to avoid the troubles that may be caused by the entry of funds, I want to delay this process as much as possible. When the crew starts up, even if someone wants to bring funds into the crew to cause trouble, the pressure of public opinion will make them have some concerns Originally, I chose Xu Ze to play Lin Xiao, also for the convenience of attracting investment in the future. The powerful male first fights the ratings, and the traffic male second fights the popularity, which is just right."

Speaking of this, Song Guyu paused, glanced at Wen Jun before continuing: "When I knew that the funds raised by Century EMI came from Youguo, I thought it was going to be bad. Sure enough, I received the money the next day. A phone call from Wen Xiaotian, Vice President of Operations at Youguo Video."

"Wen Xiaotian?" Wen Jun and Lin Su looked at each other with puzzled expressions.

"Well," Song Guyu nodded, "He first said that Youguo was very optimistic about the project "Fang Wai", and decided to invest 5000 million in advance, and will invest more in the future depending on the progress of the filming. Then he asked me to think more about casting, It is better to lose a little now than to take bigger risks in the future. Before hanging up the phone, he suddenly mentioned the director of the editorial office of Carambola Satellite TV, and said that he would invite me to have tea with him some other day..."

Song Guyu took a deep breath, looked at Wen Jun and Lin Su: "What does he mean, don't I need to explain it clearly?"

Wen Jun frowned, with a confused expression: "Is there a cooperative relationship between Youguo and Century EMI? Or is it Wen Xiaotian and Xu Ze..."

Lin Su shook his head: "Probably not. Wen Xiaotian has been married for many years, and his children are all in college. There were no bad rumors before."

Wen Jun curled his lips when he heard the words, but didn't say anything else. Instead, he lowered his head and took out his mobile phone from his bag, and started WeChat on his own.

"No matter what reason Wen Xiaotian helped Xu Ze, it is a fact that he has a wide network." Song Guyu rubbed his forehead.

"What if Carambola Satellite TV's withdrawal of capital is trivial because of his interference, and "Fang Wai" can't get a star? You don't know how difficult it is to get a star. Although there are also cases of webcasts that have achieved great success, "Fang Wai" "The investment is too large, and it is difficult to make a profit from webcasting."

"And offending Youguo will also affect the sale of online broadcast rights. The three major domestic video platforms usually want to strangle each other, but in the face of interests, there is no permanent enemy. If Youguo cooperates with other platforms to lower prices... the risk is too great. "

The tea room suddenly fell silent, Lin Su and Song Guyu were relatively silent, only Wen Jun continued to send messages calmly.

Lin Su was thinking about what Song Guyu said, thinking about the [-] million they invested in rambling and rambling, and thinking about the props, costumes that had been designed and produced two years in advance, and the scene being built in Hengdian. He hesitated to speak:

"If... Youguo... can promise to invest more..."

"Investment, star and webcasting platform, right?" Wen Jun interrupted Lin Su, looked at the two people opposite, and before they could respond, she made a phone call on her own.

"Hey, Xiu Qi, I have a film and television project here... Yes, "Fang Wai", I will email you the relevant information later... The requirement here is to invest [-] million yuan and not interfere with the filming of the crew. What about the rest? Just do what you want...well, I know...follow the process, but hurry up...OK, thanks...well, bye."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Jun looked at the stunned two people opposite, took a sip from his coffee cup, and said lightly, "By the way, I forgot to tell you that I follow my mother's surname, my father's surname is Chen, and Chen Sidao."

Chen Sidao, chairman and CEO of Beijing Matrix Computer System Co., Ltd., Matrix Video, one of Huaguo's three major video platforms, is its subsidiary.And Matrix Video's vice president in charge of film and television investment, surnamed Xiu.

"Investment and webcasting are all settled, as for going to the stars..." Wen Jun buckled his coffee cup with his index finger and smiled slightly, "Although I don't know the director of the editor-in-chief of Carambola Satellite TV, some people in the matrix video know him, just It depends on whether the carambola is an excellent fruit or a matrix."

After a suffocating silence, Song Guyu looked at Wen Jun with a complicated expression: "...why didn't you tell me about this relationship earlier?" What was the reason why he was almost bald before?

Wen Jun glanced at Song Guyu, then at Lin Su who hadn't recovered yet, and replied calmly, "Oh, I thought you guys knew."

Song Guyu: "..."

Lin Su: "..."

People all over the country know that Chen Sidao has a daughter, but who the hell knows it's you!

***

Zhou Jing was sitting in the commercial vehicle driving to the airport, feeling nervous, excited, and feeling a bit unreal that dreams had come true.

However, these emotions that should have been exposed were suppressed by the embarrassing atmosphere in the car. He could only bury his head and stare at the script in a daze, letting his thoughts run wild in his mind like a wild horse.

When Zhou Jing received a call from his agent yesterday, Zhou Jing really thought it was a notification to sign and terminate the performance contract.

Although he was very proactive in trying to try again, but it was more due to unwillingness, and the mentality of "trying and there is no harm" and "a dead horse is a living horse doctor".

After the video he sent disappeared, the hope that remained in his heart also dissipated, leaving nothing behind.

In addition, in the past two years, the agent has handed over the work to Mi Tao, and rarely contacted him in person, and it is usually not a good thing-the agreed scene is cut off, the resources negotiated are gone, etc. etc.

Who knew that the other party would become a bird of good news this time?

When Zhou Jing didn't hear keywords such as "termination of the contract" and "liquidated damages" on the phone, he already understood that "Fang Wai" didn't want to be replaced, and Lin Xiao still belonged to him!

The ecstasy at that moment made Zhou Jing not even listen to what the manager was saying, but only smiled and replied "okay, ok, ok" like a fool.

It wasn't until the other party hung up the phone that he managed to hear a sentence: [Okay, see you at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. ]

This is also the reason why he shrank awkwardly in the chair at this time, not daring to breathe.

Glancing at the manager sitting in the passenger seat, and out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the quail-shaped Mi Tao who was holding a backpack beside her, Zhou Jing sighed silently.

In the past, he and Mi Tao were dependent on each other in the forward group. For him, the company and the agent only had the two functions of signing a contract and splitting the money.

Now riding in the same car with an unfamiliar, even a little strange and estranged agent is simply embarrassing and suffocating.

What's even more frightening is that this state will continue until boarding the plane and arriving at Hengdian... Thinking of this, Zhou Jing feels that life is hopeless.

I have to find a way to liven up the atmosphere... After thinking about it, Zhou Jing turned to Mi Tao and asked, "Did you bring something to eat?"

Mi Tao nodded and opened the zipper of her backpack: "I brought hawthorn sticks, dried mangoes and duck necks, all of which you like to eat..."

"Duck neck? Dried mango?" Before Mi Tao finished speaking, she was interrupted by the slightly hoarse mezzo-soprano of the manager, "Bring me to see."

Mi Tao glanced at Zhou Jing, then at the bag in her arms, but in the end she didn't dare to disobey the ace manager of Star Entertainment, and took out a huge plastic bag from her backpack.

Cheng Zhihe, Zhou Jing's manager, took the bag, looked through it carefully for a while, and tied the bag together: "You are not allowed to eat these things, they are too high in calories. If you are really hungry, you can eat fruit, but watermelon and durian are too high in sugar. No, eat more apples and pears."

Seeing that the snacks were confiscated, Mi Tao immediately became anxious: "Why? It's just a little snack, you won't get fat..."

Cheng Zhihe turned around and glanced at Mi Tao, then looked straight into Zhou Jing's eyes and said, "If you didn't get fat before, it doesn't mean you haven't been able to. Artists have irregular diets, and staying up late is common. Decrease and gain weight more easily. In order to look good on camera, these snacks must be quit.”

In fact, he wanted to break the deadlock by sharing snacks, but he didn't expect to leave a gluttonous impression on the manager.

Zhou Jing didn't rush to explain, but just listened quietly, and when Cheng Zhihe finished speaking, he nodded with a smile: "I see, Sister Cheng."

As if he didn't expect Zhou Jing to agree so readily, Cheng Zhihe was obviously taken aback for a moment, and then nodded in response after a while.The bag of snacks was just placed by her feet, and she left it directly in the company's car when she arrived at the airport.

In the following trip, the three of them still lacked communication, but the atmosphere was no longer so awkward.

Zhou Jing obviously felt more at ease, her originally stiff limbs relaxed, and she made a lot of small movements; Cheng Zhihe still looked shrewd and capable, but her expression relaxed a lot, and her aura became softer, no longer giving off a stiff feeling .

Only Mi Tao was a little uncomfortable because of the snacks, and secretly held her breath in her heart.

This breath didn't go well until I got off the plane.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to get alone with her luggage, Mi Tao couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "What do you mean... I haven't cared about you for so many years, and now I'm in charge of things..."

Zhou Jing was busy looking for his luggage. When he heard this, he was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head to confirm and asked Mi Tao: "...What? You mean Sister Cheng?"

"Who else is it if it's not her..." Mi Tao clasped her hands on her chest and muttered angrily.

Zhou Jing glanced at her in surprise, then at Cheng Zhihe who was waiting for them at the exit of the hall, her lips moved slightly as if she wanted to say something.

But he didn't say anything in the end, just looked at the luggage floating on the conveyor belt, not knowing what he was thinking.

***

@海尔兄弟的小壹裤: "Fangwai" actor update, Lin Xiao Zhou Jing [吃瓜]

——Didn’t you say it was Xu Ze?Why did you change again?

——Who is this?Never heard of it? [Confuse]

——No appointment without official announcement! [Smiling] Take away our prince [Goodbye]

——Xu Ze's image in "Linglong Dice" is simply like the sky!Is the crew blind? Replacement?

——Abandon the show if the person is replaced, and I didn't want to see Tang Jue's bad face.

--Meow meow meow?Is there something wrong with you?If you don't watch it, don't watch it. What does it mean to step on others?Co-author, did you invest several hundred million in "Fang Wai"?

——Isn’t online divestment a tradition in their family? [eat melon]

[Guard our little porridge]

Hawthorn Red Bean Ice: Is this true or not? [Screenshot of Weibo of Haier Brothers underpants.jpg]

Sweet porridge 1: fake?

Sweet porridge 2: cakes?

Sweet porridge 3: Whose cakes will slip on our heads...

Sweet porridge 4: Could it be that Juxing is licking the cake?

Young Master Wushuang: Hahaha, gathering stars to lick pancakes for Zhou Zhou?Maybe the sun will come out from the west tomorrow.

Sweet porridge 5: Eat melons but don’t believe melons. There is no reliable word in these marketing accounts.

Hawthorn Red Bean Ice: Also...but I really hope it's true [Tears Running]

The Cat Who Doesn't Love Cans: Who Wouldn't? [sad]