Warm marriage to the bone: the domineering president's strong favor

"Miss Su, I heard that you are making a short movie now, what is it about?" The person who came was Sheng Tianqi.

Su Xinyan smiled and looked him up and down, the smile on Sheng Tianqi's face softened slightly, and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Our family is [-]. I miss you very much. I always want me to invite you to my house to play with it."

"Su Xinyan, you fart, can a dog talk?" Thinking of being slapped by Su Xinyan before, Sheng Tianqi was always angry.

"Yes, aren't you just talking about it?" Su Xinyan's face darkened instantly, "Sheng Tianqi, I warn you that I am not a person who deliberately causes trouble, but I will definitely not be cowardly. If you dare to reach out to me again Come on, I will make you hungry and walk around."

Sheng Tianqi lowered his head and smiled: "Don't forget, this is my territory, Miss Su, why do you let me go around?"

"Really? Don't look at who is in power now?" Su Xinyan showed no timidity.

"Then we'll wait and see." Sheng Tianqi had a grim expression on his face.

After Sheng Tianqi left, several female artists surrounded Su Xinyan, "Who is that Mr. Su? Why are you so dragging?"

"It's a mad dog. Remember it. Don't talk to him when you see him in the future. Just leave. This man is a beast. Don't be fooled by him."

The faces of these female artists suddenly realized.

Behind Su Xinyan's unknowing back, he secretly muttered whether he had been in love with Su Xinyan before, and then broke up with him.

Su Xinyan didn't know about these things.

If she knew that she and Sheng Tianqi would be rumored to be a couple, she would probably commit suicide.

A large group of pedestrians was very conspicuous to show off on the road. When they reached the street, they were divided into several small groups.

Su Xinyan thought it was time to step on the spot.

This is a small shopping street, and most of the people who accept it are foreigners, because the tourism industry is not very developed.

The buildings are very distinctive, they are all low houses piled up with small yellow bricks, and the folk customs are simple.

Su Xinyan stood at the door of a store with a poster pasted on the door.

A man somewhat similar to the king raised his hand with a majestic expression on his face.

Some of the posters used Jiang Guo's words, which she couldn't understand.

"Boss, what is written in this position on this poster?"

The boss showed a look of contempt: "He wants to compete for the position of king, why is this Shar Pei?"

Shar Pei is also really very apt.

Su Xinyan almost laughed out loud.

The owner of the shop next door came out and said: "What Shar Pei, you are the Shar Pei, the current king can't govern the country at all."

"You will, why don't you go?"

"If you can govern the country, you won't owe foreign debts for so many years and keep lying to us."

"Don't forget why he owes foreign debts, such a good king, where can you find him?"

Su Xinyan listened to their quarrel and suddenly caught this interesting remark.

He asked, "Do you know what happened that year?"

"The disaster back then, if the king hadn't mobilized national resources to rescue us, our street would not have existed." The boss walked out and felt the air here, "It is impossible for us to survive here. We lived in the past few years. It’s very poor, but after more than half a year, I can see that it has achieved results, and the income has increased.”

The owner of the shop next door snorted coldly: "That's you, my income is still very poor."

"You smelly bastard, you bought a house last month, don't I know?"

The two fought again, and Su Xinyan took a picture of the scene with a camera, and went to interview some people.

In the evening, they finally assembled.

Everyone was exhausted, but a lot was gained.

"The things here are much cheaper than domestic ones!"

"Yeah, I bought so many of them, and none of them are half the domestic price. It's really the right time."

"This is delicious."

Several people said in a hurry.

The boy was already hungry, so he decided to ask Su Xinyan to treat him to dinner.

Su Xinyan smiled and said, "Let's go, I'll treat you if you want to eat."

Several boys cheered together, and finally they chose a well-known cafeteria.

The restaurants here combine local gourmet specialties and are worth trying.

Su Xinyan opened some more drinks.

"Everyone can have a light drink, don't get drunk, we're going to start filming tomorrow, you know?"

"I know, wow, this red wine is expensive, Mr. Su is really arrogant."

"Yes, I'm going to try, I'm going to try."

"I'm going to try too."

A dozen or so people were noisy, and they didn't look like entertainers at all.

When Su Xinyan first performed, all he met were artists of the older generation. Most of them were completely washed out, and they rarely showed such emotions.

They don't understand it now, and it may take a few years to recall how precious they are at this time.

Su Xinyan took a sip of the red wine, and suddenly she saw a black shadow fall from the corner of her eyes, and she looked over.

"How did you come?"

It was the young director who came.

The director said: "Everyone is very happy, why are you sad here alone?"

"I'm old, can I sigh for life?"

The director smiled and poured a glass of red wine himself.

Su Xinyan suddenly remembered that she had recorded the notes for the whole afternoon, and then took them up to show the director: "Can you tell me if I can add these stories in now?"

This time it was too hasty, and she didn't even have time to understand the needs of the people and quickly wrote the script.

If you could add these—

Su Xinyan was very excited and felt that her idea was feasible, but unexpectedly, she was opposed by the director.

"Not quite right."

"why?"

The director took a sip of his wine, leaned back in the chair, raised one leg in a lazy and domineering posture.

"Your idea is certainly good, but our subject matter is realistic after all. If we cut the interviews with these people into clips and put them at the back of the film, it will have a lot of effect."

The director's suggestion made Su Xinyan enlightened.

"That's right, it's also possible, but characters can also be added. When interviewing later, won't there be a stronger sense of substitution?"

In the end, the director really couldn't hold Su Xinyan back, and promised to let one or two more characters in, preferably local actors.

"You are the producer, think about the cost." The director couldn't help reminding.

"It's not short of money." Su Xinyan finished speaking proudly, and put the notebook back in her bag.

The director shook the red wine glass in his hand, and looked at Su Xinyan while smiling: "It's not short of money, you invite a group of newcomers?"

"Who said I only use new people because of this."

"Don't tell me, you want to learn how to make stars."

Su Xinyan laughed: "Of course not. I chose them because they are young and have just entered the industry. Their characteristics have not been polished by the rules of the entertainment industry. They are not perfect at this time, but they are the most authentic selves."

Su Xinyan watched them arguing.

There is a kind of head teacher looking at the students.

The director didn't expect Su Xinyan to say such a thing, so he lowered his head and smiled: "It seems that Ms. Su has a lot of stories in her body, when will I film your own story."

"Think about it."

This matter was obviously a joke by the director, but Su Xinyan said that he was thinking about it, and the director really had nothing to say.

A camera was aimed at them in the dark, and the director was pouring Su Xin cigarettes and wine. His smiling eyes seemed to be covered with a hazy layer of "love."

After a dozen people finished drinking, they returned to the hotel.

After returning, Su Nian called.

Su Xinyan was taking a shower and didn't hear it. When she came out, she wanted to check her phone, but it ran out of battery.

She thought badly, Su Nian must have called.

When she went to take a shower, although the phone's battery was low, it wouldn't die all of a sudden.

Su Nian must have called.

Ordinary people would frantically call her when she didn't answer, and even drained her phone's battery.

Su Xinyan turned on the phone and saw that it was Su Nian, crazy, 57 missed calls.

Are you so free?
Su Xinyan hurriedly called Su Nian.

If she didn't reply, she was afraid that she would see Su Nian at her door later.

Su Nian connected in almost seconds.

"Why didn't you answer the phone?" Su Nian's tone was sullen.

"Because - in the shower."

Su Nian still didn't calm down his anger.

At noon today, Su Xinyan only told Su Nian that she wanted to go out with someone, and then hung up on Su Nian's call. She never replied, no wonder Su Nian was worried.

"I was wrong."

"What did you do today?"

Su Xinyan recounted what she had done today, and then talked about her own thoughts. Most of the time, she was the one talking and Su Nian was listening.

As time passed, she yawned.

"Go to sleep." Su Nian said, his tone was not so blunt now.

Su Xinyan was indeed sleepy. She walked all day today and drank some wine.

After hanging up the phone, Su Nian held a photo of Su Xinyan drinking with the director in today's restaurant, and he showed it to Fang Chao: "Find out, who sent this photo."

"I know, master."

What on earth is this person sending him this photo for?
Or is it warning him?

Either way, now is the time to find the threat and get rid of him.

The opening ceremony on the second day was very simple, and the filming started after a simple cutscene.

As a producer, Su Xinyan basically didn't need to be on the scene. There were directors and actors for everything, but Su Xinyan followed for several days.

These artists themselves came out of an art school, and their skills are excellent.

Although they don't have much experience, they can all appreciate Su Xinyan's words.

I also worked well with Jiang Guo's actors.

The filming went smoothly for five days, and the progress was even better than Su Xinyan expected, almost exceeding the quota. Looking at it this way, we don't have to stay in Jiang Country for a month.

On the seventh day of filming, they ran into a problem.

That is the official intervention to prevent filming.

Jiang Guo police came to the scene to warn.

The filming location was a rented street in the film and television city, and there was a dirty little boy on the side of the road with big innocent eyes that hadn't experienced much in the world.

Three or four police officers walked in swaggeringly in Jiang Guo police uniforms, and warned the director with their eyes: "Stop filming."