Sitting in the car, Lao Kong smoked cigarettes one by one, imagining countless times in the high cold stage in his mind, both good and bad.

Presumably, since he is so sure, he should be the TV station, right? Looking at the gear, Lao Kong flicked the soot out, and glanced at the elevator.

But it’s difficult to say that this emperor has to do with him. Although he has two political films in hand, he may not be able to get the stalls. If the stalls of the Imperial TV Station are full, they will have to squeeze others out. miss you.

I haven’t entered this door for many years. If I still don’t succeed this time, I am afraid that Lao Kong will find it difficult to turn over. Lao Kong sighed deeply. He didn’t even dare to enter the door of Imperial TV. Put this feeling on a middle-aged man, full of vicissitudes.

When people reach middle age, there is not much time, the madness has been polished, and the aura of the past has passed for many years. What is left is the days when the tail is held up in the heart, and the head is bowed in reality.

Suddenly, Lao Kong's face became tense, he threw the cigarette **** outside, staring at the elevator in the direction, and saw Gao Leng walking towards the car.

One hour, one hour really came out, what can you talk about in one hour? Nine times out of ten...Lao Kong just felt his heart beat his throat.

He wanted to pull the car door to meet him now and ask for a result, but he was afraid that he would hear a bad result. This kind of hot face greeted him with the feeling of being splashed with cold water in the end. It was uncomfortable. I have suffered too many times, and I dare not bear it anymore.

Gao Leng pulled the car door and smiled and put the information in his hand on Lao Kong's body.

"How...how?" Lao Kong stared at Gao Leng tightly, feeling like he was waiting for his score during the exam.

"Golden file." Gao sneered and pointed to the leather bag: "The contract is signed, and the price is less than Dongzhifang, 500,000 one episode, but it will be released one episode later than Dongzhifang TV."

"Golden gear?" Lao Kong stretched out his hand to grab Gao Leng's arm, his whole body seemed uncontrollable, as if his soul was about to get excited, he didn't wait for Gao Leng to answer, he immediately wanted to pull the leather belt, the one on the leather belt The rope had been turned several times before it was opened, so he tore it apart in a hurry.

Contract, Lao Kong's ears became red when he saw the words contract, and he was excited.

Quickly flipped through the contract. After flipping through it several times, he couldn't find the key terms. Gao Leng pointed to him before he saw it. The moment he saw it, he immediately hugged the contract with his back facing Gao Leng. , Turned his head aside and looked out the car window, leaving a back of his head for Gao Leng.

A line of tears burst out.

"Then what, I...I..." Lao Kong didn't look at Gao Leng, but handed him the contract: "I'm sorry, the bag was torn by me, I...I'll go to the bathroom, or else you first Let's go."

With that, he pulled the car door and got out of the car.

"I'll wait for you." Gao Leng shouted, rolling down the car window.

Lao Kong never looked back, just waved his hand: "I will go to the crew in a while and take a taxi by myself, bye!"

Gao Leng felt Lao Kong's excitement. The man probably wanted to digest the hard-won joy by himself, and also digested the humiliation of these years by himself, so he drove away.

Humiliation is really humiliation for Lao Kong.

When you take the boutique dramas that you shoot carefully, every family asks TV stations, and the TV stations refuse every time. The ones that are in the good stalls are junk movies performed by small fresh meat. The frustration is indescribable. For Lao Kong, it is humiliation, humiliation that has nothing to do with money.

"Old Kong, you are not suitable for filming outside the system. What have you been filming these years?"

"That is, those investors are miserable by you!"

To those who invested in him over the years, Lao Kong said that at least a hundred investors would be killed behind a famous guide. This is true, but when he sees the other party’s money being invested in him, he will lose his money in the end. When I was scolded by the investor’s nose, it was also humiliating.

He wanted to yell at the other party: Mine is not a junk movie! Mine is a premium film! It's just that no TV station is willing to give me a good gear!

But he didn't yell, it was useless. Now this year, the market has the final say. He has never yelled out and he hasn't argued for himself.

He knew that the argument was weak.

If you are the only one who is ashamed, it’s okay. Even a bunch of brothers are ashamed. Eleven brothers, including eight deputy directors and three executive directors, have been eating porridge with themselves over the years, and several mortgages cannot be paid. Finally sold the house, how can other assistant directors have their level? But the other assistant directors all eat and drink in the imperial capital, and his assistant director rents a house in the imperial capital, but he was poked on the backbone and said he was incompetent.

Lao Kong walked hurriedly in the huge parking lot. He walked faster and faster, his tears kept falling, and he walked faster as he fell, and finally ran.

It seems so, the past is like smoke.

After walking for nearly an hour, like a madman, Lao Kong finally calmed down. He went to the bathroom, tidyed up his clothes in the mirror, and smiled at himself in the mirror.

The tears are gone, the rest is laughter.

In this way, Lao Kong held his head high, put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked in towards the elevator. After entering the elevator, he went directly to the first floor. When he reached the lobby of Imperial TV, he walked out of the lobby and walked in through the gate.

Just like back then, I walked in from the lobby of the Imperial Satellite TV, but it was trembling back then, now it is strutting, even a little arrogant.

"Hi, Lao Zhao!" From a distance, he yelled at a middle-aged man in an elevator waiting to go up.

"Ah, Lao Kong! Why are you here?" The middle-aged man laughed and looked up and down at Lao Kong: "You...are you here to ask for policies again?"

Lao Kong is still very familiar in the TV circles of the Imperial Capital. After all, he was familiar with him in the past ten years in the establishment, and he didn't need to say that his eyes were sympathetic.

"The policy is in hand, just come over and talk about the details." Lao Kong held out his hand and touched his nose vigorously, and looked at Lao Zhao with slanted eyes: "Don't you know? My play is going to be in your prime time."

Old Zhao was stunned.

They naturally didn't know the policy that Gao Leng had just discussed.

"Lao Li!" When the elevator door opened on the ninth floor, Lao Kong shouted so that all the people on this floor looked over, and he laughed and walked towards the other middle-aged man.

"Yeah, Lao Kong, why are you here? You..." The old Li looked at Lao Kong up and down, and he was as dirty as the previous one, so he smiled: "You just came from Will the crew come out? Here is..."

"Lao Li, he's in the prime time for the show!" Lao Zhao, who had just met in the elevator, took the conversation.

"Yes...Is it?!" Old Li was surprised and a little bit disbelieved: "Isn't the prime time filming director Xiao's anti-Japanese war movie? It's all set!"

"Look at you, I still don't know the market quotation on Imperial TV. Let me go! The prime time starts at 8:30 in the evening. By the way, Dongzhifang TV also releases mine, which is also a prime time." Old Kong A relaxed expression: "Hey, what a pity, the country's policy has been changed to two stars in one drama. If it is four stars in one drama, then the four satellite TVs must be prime time!"

"Really? Dongzhifang TV is also a prime time! Lao Kong, what are you playing?"

Lao Kong waved his hand and walked away in big strides: "Lang Bang, I won't talk to you, I'm going to talk about the details, and I have to go to the crew later, hey, busy!"

With that, Lao Kong walked to the other side of the office.

"Lao Liu, come and pour me a glass of water for your brother!" Lao Kong's voice rang in another office.

"Xiao Li, it’s been a long time since I saw you, oh, why isn’t Xiao Li and Lao Li? Anyway, you are also a beautiful woman, you are also a beautiful woman when you are older, a senior beautiful woman! By the way, your leader is here, my drama is on. Your prime file, some details need to be changed..." Lao Kong's hearty laughter came from the tenth floor.

"Erdanzi! Old Dan brother! Ahahaha, long time no see, what am I doing? Oh, I'm so busy, my show is on your satellite's prime time. Some details have to be talked about. I have to hurry up. Going to the crew, I'm so busy!" Lao Kong's proud voice also came from the 11th floor.

The spring breeze is well known to all.

For several years, Lao Kong, who walked around the boundary of the land, has now walked up and down, holding and chatting one by one with the old guys who had been hiding before seeing them, holding their heads and chests straight. Talking loudly about his early days as a director of fine films.

As night fell, Lao Kong went back to the crew of the imperial capital. The crew was far away from the city. It took three full hours for the taxi to arrive, and the taxi driver wiped his sweat after he got out of the car and cursed: " Mom is stunned! I have bad luck today, so let’s be mentally ill! Laugh all the way, scared to death!"

And the whole night after Lao Kong entered, the crew seemed to release a group of mental illness.

"Oh! Cool!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

More than a dozen men ran out into the field and cried like wolves at the sky. Some were heart-piercing, some were passionate, and some were howling.

After that, the crew did not rest and filmed another all-night scene.

These idiots finally ushered in spring.

"Dude, let's go to Mr. Gao!" Lao Kong said when the morning light came out the next morning.

"Are you in the establishment of Starlight Group?" asked the other deputy directors.

Lao Kong nodded, these people stand in a row, you look at me, I look at you, if you don’t say, I really don’t know that this is a group of directors, all dirty and rough men, and they don’t look like a literati. The same as those drilled in the soil.

They came out of the national establishment because they didn't like to be bound, so they have always held an unwilling attitude towards the director establishment of Gao Leng Nong.

This time, eleven people nodded at the same time.

"Go!" Lao Kong looked at the rising sun in the east and waved his hand: "After a long rest, let's go to Starlight Group! Go! Go to the top of the mountain!"

They worshiped the cold mountain. These old guys are going back to the mountain. They follow the old generation's style. If they worship the mountain, they are the cold people.