Entertainment, I just like making movies

The Boeing passenger plane pierced the sky and landed slowly at the Imperial Capital Airport.

Fang Ziheng, Liu Qianqian, and Zeng Li walked out of the airport passage dragging their suitcases and wearing masks and sunglasses.

"Sissi, see you in two days."

"Director Fang, Sister Zeng Li, goodbye."

The three of them went their separate ways. The young lady was picked up by Liu's mother's nanny car, while Fang Ziheng and Zeng Li got into the company's Audi A6.

After sending the driver to go back by himself, Fang Ziheng drove the car onto the airport expressway and rushed to the city center at a fast speed.

On the co-pilot

Zeng Li opened a bottle of mineral water, took a few sips and said, "Director Fang, why don't you invite Sissi to star in this urban drama? I can see that she has the idea of ​​participating."

"No, her acting skills are still not good enough, and she doesn't have the pure urban life atmosphere."

"Are you saying that Sissi's fairy smell is too strong?"

"That's not the only reason."

Fang Ziheng shook his head, put the gear in his hand and accelerated, and chuckled: "She was too protected by Liu's mother since she was a child. After her debut at the age of 14, apart from acting, she had little contact with society. When she was in school at Nortel, she spent three days fishing. Posted on the internet for two days.

Strictly speaking, this situation is out of touch with society.

In urban life dramas, whether they are students or workplace characters, the characters in the drama all know how to observe and speak to people.

Sissi is naturally at a disadvantage at this point! "

Fang Ziheng put it rather euphemistically, except in the field of costumes, the young lady has no acting skills at all in other role types.

Moreover..

He is the director. If the young lady really wants to participate, why don't she take the initiative to say so.

Zeng Li nodded thoughtfully and agreed with his analysis.

Sissi really lacks the baptism of life, and she lacks a trace of human fireworks.

As the Audi got closer and closer to the city center, Zeng Li couldn't help but ask: "Where are we going, to Hengyu Media or to your home?"

"At this point, the company should be off work."

Fang Ziheng spoke calmly and said without changing his face: "Go to my house first. The script is in my study."

The Audi car whirred forward, and the two of them were silent.

Zeng Li closed his eyes and rested, while Fang Ziheng concentrated on driving.

eight pm.

The Audi drove into a high-end residential complex in Zhaoyang District.

After entering the duplex building, Fang Ziheng pointed to the bathroom downstairs and said with a smile: "Sister Li, you take a shower first, and I'll order some takeaways first."

With that said, he dragged his suitcase directly upstairs without waiting for Zeng to leave the door.

Zeng Li glanced at his back and slowly looked at this luxuriously decorated room.

Young and rich, talented and promising.

These are the praises given to Fang Ziheng by insiders, and Zeng Li also agrees with them.

She even felt that there were too few compliments, and Fang Ziheng was still a calm, handsome and promising young man.

Of course, she has never been very attracted to handsome guys.

She values ​​a man's maturity and stability more, as well as responsibility and responsibility!

Fang Ziheng, everything is good, but he is too young!

Zeng Li let out a breath, threw away the delusions in his mind, opened his suitcase, found three pieces of clothes that he usually wore at home, and walked into the bathroom on the first floor with steady steps.

………

Study room on the second floor.

"Mr. Fang, are you home?"

"I just got home. Andy, please inform me that the company will hold a meeting of senior executives above the deputy director level tomorrow morning."

Fang Ziheng was sitting on the boss's chair, talking on the phone with Andy, the company's vice president, explaining her work and schedule for the past two days.

He had been in southern Thailand for nearly two months, and Andy would report to him about Hengyu Media from time to time.

However, because he was too busy, he could only briefly report on the phone, and could not elaborate on many specific things.

Hengyu Media is a formal company. As the boss, he needs to make decisions on many personnel decisions and projects controlled and invested by the company.

Over at Hengliang, the filming of "Palace" has been completed. Andy has seen the finished film and the effect is very good. The three major TV stations, Shanghai Magic City, Zhejiang East and Mango TV, are all interested in "Palace".

Among them, Mango TV is also one of the investors of "Palace".

Rong Xinda Li Shaohong came to Hengyu a few days ago to discuss the quotation with Andy, and also wanted to make an appointment with Fang Ziheng.

"No need, I won't be able to stay for more than a few days."

Fang Ziheng declined the appointment and asked with a smile: "How are you preparing for "Bu Bu Jing Xin"?"

"The project has been officially approved. Cai Yunong lacks courage in doing things and likes to worry too much."

Andy complained. She had been following the progress of the two Qing palace dramas. She often communicated with Li Shaohong and Cai Yunong, and she had already figured out their characters.

"After the filming starts, you remember to send the finance and production team to supervise the shooting quality and expenses."

"Understood, I'll take care of it."

Andy hummed, and then asked: "Mr. Fang, I heard that Feifei said that you have prepared another script and will film it this year?"

"Yes, it's an urban life drama. I'll bring the script over tomorrow. You will be in charge of this script!"

"Ok, see you tomorrow!"

After hanging up the phone, Fang Ziheng opened the safe behind him. Except for a few stacks of red boards, almost all of them were scripts bound in 4A paper. He could not scan more than a dozen scripts.

These are just his perfected scripts, and there are more unfinished scripts that he puts in a private folder on his computer.

Fang Ziheng flipped through the pages and found a script with a light yellow cover.

He took it out and saw three large characters printed in italics.

"Ode to Joy"!

An urban girls' workplace life drama, telling the ups and downs and ups and downs that five girls with different personalities encounter in work, life, and relationships.

He completed the script last year and went through two refinements and changes.

The two biggest changes are the characters of Andy and Guan Juer and the subsequent plot.

Especially Andy, as the number one heroine in the show, her changes in the first and second TV series are really off-putting.

A dignified senior business elite who returned from overseas ended up falling in love with a greasy, scumbag rich man, and he fell in love with him to the death.

When he saw this in his last life, Fang Ziheng immediately gave up on the show!

It’s so disgusting!

After the plot was changed, Andy and Qi Dian Wei Wei, a self-made man, were together. During their relationship, the two encountered Mr. Bao who made trouble many times, and were repeatedly slapped in the face by the two men with super high IQs.

I don’t know since when, domestic TV dramas began to beautify capital. The good, the good, and the beautiful in the dramas are all rich men and wealthy ladies, while the little people become scheming, envious, jealous, and hateful villains.

There were so many TV dramas that were divorced from society and reality that almost no ordinary people except fans in the fandom followed the dramas.

Holding the script, Fang Ziheng walked out of the study, came to the stairs and looked towards the first floor.

"Come down and eat, it tastes very good."

In the restaurant on the first floor, Zeng Li heard the sound and raised his head and waved to him.

Under the blazing white light, Beauty Zeng sat lazily on a chair, her black hair slightly damp and draped loosely on both sides of her shoulders.

She wore a loose white shirt on her upper body, with three buttons opened at the collar, revealing a touch of snow-white skin and delicate collarbones.

Wearing a light blue hip-hugging denim skirt underneath, her long legs are gently swaying under the dining table, half open and half closed, making people endlessly daydreaming.

Fang Ziheng's eyes lit up, he raised the script in his hand and hurried downstairs.