Jiang Xinfeng kept talking crookedly.

Yan Yidao looked at him expressionlessly, and a trace of disgust that made people difficult to catch quickly flashed through his eyes.

"Oh, my brother. People design, you have to design people! If this is for your fans to see, how can it be done!" The agent hurriedly persuaded him with heartfelt words.

This Jiang Xinfeng, in the eyes of outsiders and fans, is called a cold and abstinent little prince.

But in private, he is a big nerve at all, a bit of a second-degree chat.

With this excitement, the words kept crooked.

It's almost possible to say stand-up comedy alone.

"There is no one else here. The child is probably suffocated outside." Ruan Su stopped the manager's thoughts and waved at him with a smile. "All the meanings that this script wants to express must be clear to the director. The next step is Preparations for the shoot. Except for Jiang Xinfeng as the male lead, the other actors are selected by the director of the banquet. I will not interfere too much."

"Miss Ruan..." Yan Yidao did not expect that Ruan Su would give him such a large executive power.

The current entertainment circle, to put it bluntly, is the circle of capital.

The director's voice is not as great as in previous years. To put it bluntly, it is a puppet of the capital circle.

He looked at Ruan Su a little moved, his eyes were red, with a vague enthusiasm.

Jiang Xinyu's look is too familiar.

Because... Jiang Chengliu and Bo Wenhao often stared at Ruan Sumeng with such strange eyes.

He believes that in the near future...someone will look at Ruan Su with this look.

For example, this idiot next to me talks to my brother.

Jiang Xinfeng, who didn't know that he had been missed by his brother, was reading the script. When he saw the set, he was excited.

"Oh my God! What kind of fairy setting is this, idols like to pick up trash. My Xuehai is so great that my brain circuit is so great, I really love her too much."

"Oh my God! Don't I want to star in my true colors? Good looking, good singing and dancing, but kind-hearted, like picking up trash. Ah—"

"Oh my god! My idol is so kind to me that he didn't set up a CP for me and made me pick up trash with all my heart. She must be afraid that I will lose followers even if I set up a PC in a movie."

...

Everyone looked at Jiang Xinfeng's silly narcissism in shock.

Especially Yan Yidao, will he work with this chat in the future?

Can't stand it, can't stand it.

But... this is the candidate Ruan Su decides.

He could only resist the urge to kick Jiang Xinfeng out and continue talking with Ruan Su.

"Miss Ruan, because this movie is a science fiction, although the proportion is not very large, the special effects and the like are still very expensive. So the investment will be relatively large."

"Oh, how much does it cost?" Ruan Su looked serious. It can be seen that she is listening carefully to Yan Yidao's speech.

This made Yan Yidao feel that he was fully respected. He glanced at Ruan Su and plucked up the courage to say, "It may take three...300 million."

Three hundred million is not a small number.

For many people, it may be a sky-high price, and it is impossible for a lifetime to imagine that there will be so much money in front of them.

Yan Yidao was also a poor man, and he had never seen so much money.

However, he wants to make the movie well.

If the filming is not good, all the money will be lost.

He was under a bit of pressure, but he still spoke out.

Ruan Su was silent for a while without speaking.

Yan Yidao has been observing her expression, lest she refuse. When he saw her not talking, his heart began to sink. She... Doesn't she have that much money? Even if you have a close relationship with Jiang Xinyu, you shouldn't be able to get it out, right?

He stammered, "If 300 million doesn't work, we...we can think of ways to go to other companies to sponsor. A movie does not have to have only one investor, and some have more than a dozen investors!"

Ruan Su raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Is 300 million enough?"

"Ah? What?" Yan Yidao didn't react.

Then he saw Ruan Su take out the checkbook from the drawer, picked up the brush and brushed a few strokes.

He stared at the check handed over...300 million!

She even gave 300 million without blinking.

"If it's not enough, tell me again." Ruan Su smiled, "Only when the funds are in place will the quality of the film be guaranteed. I hope the director of the banquet will not let me down."

Jiang Xinfeng stretched his head and leaned over to take a look.

"Wow, Ruan Su, why are you so rich? Are you taking my brother's money to swell your face and fill your fat man?"

Jiang Xinyu felt that her face would be lost by this fool. "To shut up!"

Jiang Xinfeng snorted coldly, "Huh! Forget it, it's up to my brother's face."

He didn't speak any more, but continued to read the script. The script was very beautiful and attracted his attention at once.

After all, he was still a young boy and was touted by all kinds of entertainment in the entertainment circle.

Ruan Su glanced at him, and then said to Yan Yidao, "This child is unstable, you have to take care of it. I believe you will definitely make him change."

Yan Yidao shook his head with a headache, "Next, Miss Ruan, I will choose some suitable actors according to the script. Including the heroine."

"Yes. You decide these things. Tell me if you are short of money." It seems that her job is to pay.

For other things, her trust in Yanyi Dao was overwhelming.

This feeling of being inexplicably entrusted with an important task and extremely trusting made Yan Yidao couldn't help but be excited in her heart, and secretly vowed to make this film well.

Because this is still his turnaround for so many years, this is his only chance.

If he can't catch it, then he will live in a shanty town all his life, in the dark!

*

"Making a movie?" Bo Xingzhi listened to Song Yan's report, with a trace of puzzlement in his pitch-black eyes.

In the morning, when he saw Jiang Xinfeng, who was from Bo's Entertainment, appeared in the opposite research room, he also suspected that he had made a mistake.

In the end, I saw Yan Yidao, the outdated director.

Song Yan came back as soon as the investigation was completed.

"Yes, Miss Ruan invested 300 million yuan."

"Three hundred million? Where did she get so much money? Did Jiang Xinyu give it?" Bo Xingzhi frowned. All the problems that can be solved with money are not problems.

He frowned slightly, "An additional 300 million yuan. Anyway, Jiang Xinfeng is also an artist of the Bo clan, so this facade still has to be supported."

Before, he didn't like Jiang Xinfeng's filming of Ruan Su's movies. After all, this kid is handsome and he must guard against him.

But... Since Ruan Su wants to establish a project, he naturally has to support his own woman in her career.

He supports everything the little woman wants to do.

So... in the afternoon, Yan Yidao received an investment of 300 million yuan from Song Yan.

He stared at the 300 million check in disbelief, and quickly called Ruan Su. "Miss Ruan...then what..."

Unlike Yan Yidao’s excitement, Ruan Su’s tone was as calm as a waveless lake, “Bo’s sent 300 million over, I already know. You just accept it. I will handle the contract. ."

"Oh, oh, okay, okay." Yan Yidao accepted it with confidence.

Six hundred million yuan was hung on him all at once.

He was fidgeting.

I have never seen so much money in my life.

He fell in love with the new little flower king Hehe, and thought she was very suitable to play the heroine. There is no current love element in this script. The heroine is set as the hero’s assistant. Everyone laughs at the hero. When questioning the protagonist, she is the only one who defends the protagonist.

It is because she has lived in the village since she was a child. There was originally a river, and the whole village relied on this river for survival. Suddenly, a paper mill was built one day, which always discharged sewage. Gradually, people in the village became ill, drinking contaminated water, and the village became increasingly scarce.

Her relatives also died one after another.

So for the matter of protecting the environment, she supported the male protagonist by 10,000 people.

This is a very story-telling character design.

However, although Wang Hehe has been warming up with the crew of "Angels and Demons", he has not really signed a contract.

When her agent told her that Yan Yidao asked her to be the hostess, the hostess was still a little girl from the village, behind the assistant of Idol.

Wang Hehe sneered.

"Yan Yi has been so angry for so many years, and then he ran out to film, who would buy it? Is it the audience or the investor?"

"I also think that Director Pei has a future here, and the market for romance films is good." The agent said so too. "Yan Yidao was everyone shouting and beating back then."

"Yes, if I really took his film, I might be scolded like!" Wang Hehe sneered.

"Okay, then I'll help you push it." The agent made a decision. "He is definitely not a good male protagonist. Maybe he is looking for an Internet celebrity, which is worthy of it. Your coffee position?"

"That's right." Wang Hehe nodded.

When Yan Yidao received a call from Wang Hehe's agent, he was stunned.

Was it rejected?

He knew in his heart that after a few years, he would not be accepted when he came out to film again.

However, he still did not give up.

"I said, Director Banquet, it's better to let my assistant do the calculation." Jiang Xinfeng yawned.

"Your assistant has no experience in filming." Yan Yidao felt that Jiang Xinfeng was unreliable.

Jiang Xinfeng sat lazily next to him, "She ran through the dragon's sleeve. Besides, my assistant asked for a cheap price, and I still agree with me. It's a true performance, she was originally my assistant."

At this moment, a thin and weak girl appeared in front of Yan Yidao. The girl wore a white T, underneath were denim shorts, and a pair of white shoes, which was refreshing and clean.

Especially the small face, the melon-seeded face, the round and big eyes, and the very curled nose, the plasticity is not bad.

Yan Yidao looked at her a few more times.

I heard Jiang Xinfeng said, "How is it? Not bad, right?"

"What's not bad?" Bo Wenyu sat beside Jiang Xin carelessly, without any air of twisting.

"Little assistant, are you interested in making a movie?"