Under the Zhengyangmen: The opening system let me collect the trash

"Since you are not short of money, then I will not pretend to be a big clove of garlic."

Cheng Yi also didn't insist on investing in Yunteng Pictures.

The reason why he put forward the conditions just now was not to make a profit from it, but because he was afraid that Han Chunming's world movie planning would be too big and the venue would be too difficult to build, which would eventually lead to the unfinished end of the movie or an indefinite extension of shooting.

And since Han Chunming didn't want to, and he didn't seem like an insecure person, of course Cheng Yi was happy to keep the money.

Instead of investing, it is better to open dozens of more high-end theaters, and earn more when the movie is released.

"The matter of the venue is easy to solve. The two of us cooperate. What I value is not the matter of the venue, but your entertainment company."

Han Chunming said very frankly.

"Don't worry, I understand what you mean. My company has 470 theaters alone. When your movie comes out, I will buy all other movies. During the holidays, all your movies will be played. Are you satisfied?" ?”

Cheng Yi said with a smile.

"satisfy."

Han Chunming nodded calmly.

In this era, there are no xx videos or xx broadcasts.

As long as you want to watch a movie, no matter what color it is, you have to watch it in a theater.

And joining forces with Cheng Yi, who has so many theaters, is tantamount to obtaining a near-monopoly advantage, which is a great benefit.

Otherwise, Han Chunming wouldn't even give him the [-]% he wanted.

"Boss Han, I'll leave now. Tomorrow, take a closer look at that kid named Zhou Xingchi. If he fails, call me and I'll arrange a replacement right away."

Cheng Yi still felt that Zhou Xingchi was not safe, so he said something extra before leaving.

Seeing that Han Chunming's expression was not good, Cheng Yi smiled and left quickly.

……

The next day.

At four o'clock in the morning, Zhou Xingchi got out of the taxi and came to the gate of Tiankai Hotel.

This day, the Tiankai Hotel was just resplendent and dazzling on the surface, which made Zhou Xingchi, who had never been to high-end occasions, a little timid.

But for his own future, he still decided to fight.

In order to meet Han Chunming today, Zhou Xingchi went to the commercial street last night and spent all his savings to buy a decent suit.

He got up at two o'clock this morning, washed and cut his hair, put on a suit, and took a taxi specially to avoid the suit from getting dusty.

He has done everything he can, all for the future that Han Chunming gave him.

"I am coming."

Zhou Xingchi took a long breath, then took out the business card wrapped in a handkerchief from his pocket, and walked into the hotel.

"Hi, may I help you?"

Zhou Xingchi had just arrived at the entrance of the hotel when he was stopped by the security guards at the entrance.

"Hi, I'm going to see Boss Han."

With that said, Zhou Xingchi took out a business card and handed it to the security guard.

The security guard took a look and seemed to see the timidity and bewilderment of the young man in front of him, and concluded that he must not be a friend of Boss Han in the presidential suite on the top floor.

Since we are not friends, there is no need to be polite.

Xiangjiang is now in a booming period in various industries. Every day, many people are waiting to meet bigwigs in the business or film and television industries, and they can wait for a long time without eating or drinking.

The security guard thought that the young man in front of him obviously belonged to this kind of person.

"Get out, Boss Han is from the north, don't offend him, and let him think that we Xiangjiang people don't understand etiquette."

The security guard pushed Zhou Xingchi out of the door while tearing up his business card.

Seeing that his future was torn apart by the security guards, Zhou Xingchi was not a person who accepts everything, so he immediately wanted to fight back.

But soon more security guards arrived, each with a rubber stick.

Just when the stick was about to fall on Zhou Xingchi's body and knock him out, a voice sounded.

"Stop, this is the person I want to see."

The person who spoke was Han Chunming.

"Sorry, I didn't know he was the one you wanted to see. I thought he was a speculator from somewhere. I'm really sorry."

The security guard's attitude immediately turned 360 degrees, let go of Zhou Xingchi, tidied his clothes, and apologized at the same time.

"Boss Han, did I come too early?"

Zhou Xingchi asked worriedly.

"It's not early, I'm going to have breakfast."

Han Chunming shook his head, and led Zhou Xingchi to the restaurant on the first floor of Tiankai Hotel.

It was a little after four o'clock at this time, and most people were sleeping at this time, but Han Chunming ran out to eat.

People who get up so early like him are rare.

"Is your usual breakfast this early?"

Zhou Xingchi asked curiously.

"Do you want to be a chef? I have a big restaurant under my name. If you want to go, I can give you a call."

Han Chunming suddenly asked a strange question.

"No... No, no, no... I want to be an actor, I don't know how to cook."

Zhou Xingchi waved his hands repeatedly, for fear of being misunderstood by Han Chunming.

"Then what time do I have breakfast and what do you ask me?"

Han Chunming glanced at Zhou Xingchi, then walked quickly into the restaurant.

The two found a seat near the corner, ordered some breakfast, and started talking about business.

"Do you want me to make a movie?"

Zhou Xingchi asked cautiously.

"Yes."

As Han Chunming spoke, he took out the detailed script of the world of the stars and put it on the table.

You could tell by the dark circles around his eyes that he hadn't slept all night.

"Let me see."

Zhou Xingchi took the script solemnly, opened it and read it word by word carefully.

Half an hour later, breakfast was served one after another, and Han Chunming ate on his own, letting Zhou Xingchi read the script without moving his chopsticks.

It wasn't until the end of breakfast that Han Chunming had just finished reading the script that Han Chunming had enriched last night.

"I...I don't know what to say to you..."

Zhou Xingchi carefully closed the script.

He is very excited now.

In this script, his identity is not passer-by A, not soldier B, not to mention the role of a dead body, but the real first protagonist.

Due to the particularity of this drama, there is almost no love scene between the heroine and the hero, so the status is not much different from the supporting role.

Zhou Xingchi belonged to the only real protagonist.

Zhou Xingchi, who has been an unsatisfactory host for several years and has been playing tricks for several years, couldn't help being excited. He felt that he was about to faint.

"Then don't talk about it. I hate listening to other people's nonsense. I only look at your actual actions. For example, I have a friend who stutters, but he does things very well. He is my right-hand man."

Han Chunming said calmly.

"I will do well."

Zhou Xingchi stood up and bowed deeply to Han Chunming.

"I believe you."

Han Chunming nodded in satisfaction.

He has enough trust in the man in front of him who is about to become the king of comedy.