The film emperor ruled all kinds of dissatisfaction

The crew originally bought the air tickets for Wang Chen and his assistant on the third night after the filming. On the one hand, it didn’t want the actors to feel that the crew wanted them to leave quickly, and on the other hand, it also gave the actors a buffer period to say goodbye to everyone.After all, the actor coordinator vaguely heard the news that Wang Chen would continue to cooperate with director Feng Xun, and his attitude towards him was more polite and warm than before.

However, after Wang Chen received a call from Bai Jiarun, he immediately asked the crew to change the air ticket to the next morning, and flew back to Beijing immediately, ignoring the breakup meal with everyone.

Even so, he still didn't forget to remind the production assistant to buy him a ticket for the designated flight-he remembered that he promised to take a photo with a flight attendant.

As soon as he got on the plane, Wang Chen recognized the flight attendant who asked for a group photo a few months ago. Even though he was not in a good mood, Wang Chen took the initiative to take off his sunglasses and found the flight number that the flight attendant had written to him from his wallet. The paper shook, "Is it you? I promise you to buy another ticket for this flight."

The stewardess had almost forgotten that Wan Chen had given her this promise. Seeing the other party take out the well-kept note from her wallet, her face turned red with excitement, she covered her mouth and let out a scream of joy , "My God...you still remember!!"

"Awww—" After hearing the news, several stewardesses who were hiding behind the first-class cabin couldn't help booing enviously.

Wang Chen smiled, "Xiaodong, come and help."

He handed the flight attendant's mobile phone to the assistant, asked Xiaodong to take a group photo for everyone, and finally sat down.

Xu Dong prepared an eye mask and neck pillow for him, and urged Wang Chen to apply a wet mask after the plane took off.

However, no matter how comfortable the first-class cabin was, and the beautiful stewardess provided more thoughtful and attentive service because of his friendliness, Wang Chen's mood still failed to recover from the depression and hidden anger of the previous night.

He is used to confronting opponents head-on with opinions, so when Bai Jiarun proposed a reality show, Wang Chen directly rejected her proposal.

"I'm an actor. I don't want to make a movie. I'm on a reality show!" He was annoyed, and his tone was rarely aggressive. "Director Feng Xun introduced a book to me. I think it's good, and I have agreed to it."

At that time, Bai Jiarun just wanted to use the excuse of a reality show and make a fool of himself.

Reality shows are so popular now, few actors don't want to gain attention and attention by participating in such shows.Participating in a reality show is nothing more than playing games according to the script, trying to be cute or stupid. It is easier than acting, and it can gain a large audience. Why not do it?

Like Su Qing, another actress under her who is quite popular, at the beginning, she was actively trying to win over her relationship, hoping to join the regular team of this reality show.

Of course, because of this, she gave Su Qing the opportunity to be a regular team member, but the reason why she still helped Wanchen get a chance to be a guest is to make Wanchen grateful, to repair the embarrassing relationship between the two, and to rediscover the relationship between the two of them. Control over Wanchen.

Who knew that Wan Chen not only didn't appreciate it, but even took other roles on his own initiative?

Bai Jiarun was furious.

"Wan Chen, don't think that you can fly solo after graduation. The company's contract is still there, and you have to listen to the company's arrangements! You haven't communicated with me, why do you accept the show yourself?"

Wang Chen immediately sneered, "Don't talk to me about the company's contract. I'm more familiar with the company's contract than you. Spread rumors about me on Weibo, and don't contact the actors as usual for ten and a half months. You have the nerve to say that you signed me." Broker appointment?"

The fledgling period of Shunxing artist management department was exactly the period of passionate love between Wang Chen and Qin Yue.He witnessed with his own eyes how Qin Yue poached experienced and well-known gold brokers to escort the company, and how he selected these brokers today.Not only should they love this profession, but they should also be very compatible with Qin Yue's business philosophy in the brokerage department.

At least, Wang Chen thought confidently, at least Qin Yue would never tolerate his company's agent using the actor's future as a bargaining chip, and insisted on joining in the excitement of some reality show without accepting a good show.

However, Bai Jiarun didn't seem to take his words to heart at all, and just responded coldly: "Just because I don't contact you, it doesn't mean that I keep in touch with Xiaodong and other crew members. I'm sure about my work, and you Are you sure about your own future?"

Wang Chen didn't like to argue verbally with others. He was silent for a few seconds, and said forcefully, "I will buy a plane ticket back to Beijing tomorrow. I hope you won't regret your decision after seeing the script I took."

After uttering harsh words, Wang Chen immediately changed his ticket to return to Beijing.

However, he didn't expect that when he rushed all the way to the Shunxing company to find Bai Jiarun, he was in vain.

……

"President Qin?" Meng Kaili stood outside Qin Yue's office door and knocked twice.

Qin Yue looked up from the company's new TV drama project, "What?"

"Mr. Xiaolin from Xingyu Film and Television is here."

Qin Yue was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously flipped through the schedule book he had placed beside the table.

It has been a week since he returned to Beijing, and the aftermath of the vacation is that all the accumulated work rushed to him within a week. Qin Yue himself can't remember who he arranged to meet and what meetings he arranged every day, all thanks to Meng Kaili remind.

Seeing his movements, Meng Kaili immediately explained: "I didn't have an appointment, Mr. Xiao Lin said he happened to be passing by, and he packed something for you by the way... Uh, afternoon tea?"

"..." Qin Yue just looked at his watch. It was already three o'clock in the afternoon. Meng Kaili seemed to have come in once and asked if he wanted to have lunch, but he always wanted to finish things in one go when he was busy, and he would not stop when he was idle.So, logically, he forgot about lunch.

Qin Yue took a pen and tapped on the table a little irritably. He was indeed hungry, but he was extremely disgusted by someone breaking the rhythm and arrangement of his work.

However, this young Lin from Xingyu was always someone who could not be rejected. Qin Yue finally stood up and said, "Take him to Wang Chen's office downstairs."

Although Qin Yue's office is divided into two, inside and outside, for convenience, he used the inside as a small conference room, and he works in the outside. Some special business and high-level meetings are held in the inside.

On the second floor, Wang Chen also has an office with the same layout. The outer room is also for office use, but the inner room has been converted into a small living room.There is a sofa bed that can lie flat for two people, a TV, a small dining table, a small bar, a refrigerator, etc.

The "President Xiao Lin" who is in charge of Xingyu Film and Television's distribution department is called Lin Xiyin. He is actually Qin Yue's high school and college classmates, and the two have a close friendship.

Qin Yue didn't think that the other party came to him to discuss business, otherwise the other party would have asked the secretary to make an appointment by phone, so he thought about it and decided to meet the other party in the living room.

Xingyu Film and Television is currently the leader in film distribution and production in China. Although the quality of domestic films has not improved much over the years, it must be admitted that the development of the entire industry is becoming more and more vigorous and the competition is fierce.Qin Yue has always liked movies, and she can settle down in this industry to develop in order to be able to seriously make movies one day.Of course, the operation of the company needs money after all. For more than a decade, Shun Xing has been focusing on making money in the field of TV dramas, and has only released four or five movies in total.

There are three of them, all in cooperation with Xingyu.

This kind of cooperation is of course based on the personal friendship between Qin Yue and Lin Xiyin, otherwise Xingyu would have no reason to help such an ambitious small company enter the advanced game of the film industry.

Although Lin Xiyin, a scumbag, hugged Qin Yue's thighs all the time when he was a student, but after entering the career field, the roles of the two were reversed.

Therefore, Qin Yue couldn't refuse Lin Xiyin's sudden visit due to emotion and reason.

"Why are you here?" Qin Yue took the elevator downstairs, until he saw Lin Xiyin's sloppy smiling face, he didn't get rid of the irritability of being interrupted from work.

However, Lin Xiyin had long been used to Qin Yue's temper, and he didn't care at all. He had his suit jacket hanging on his arm, his tie was loosely tied, and there was a pungent smell of women's perfume on his body. When he saw Qin Yue, he reached out and put his hand on the other's shoulder. , "Come and see you, as soon as I heard that you came back from Shanxi, I came to pay my respects without stopping, why are you not moved at all?"

Qin Yue used [-]% of his strength to open Lin Xiyin's arm, "Stop talking nonsense, I'm busy."

Wang Chen's office is also locked with a fingerprint code. Qin Yue opened the door with his fingerprint, and there was a dusty smell in the office that hadn't been stepped on for a long time.

Lin Xiyin immediately scolded: "Fuck, what kind of place is this?"

Qin Yue didn't expect to open the door like this.

In his memory, Wang Chen's office will always have the fragrance of the ink that Wang Chen is used to.He loves to eat fruit, and sometimes the house smells of fruit.

The office is facing the sun, and the indoors in Beijing will never be humid. When the sun is shining, the room is even more warm.

There was originally a vase of lucky bamboo on Wang Chen's desk, which was not feminine like flowers, but had a special gentleness.

All these details used to be able to provide Qin Yue with an existence of "happiness" in the indifferent and treacherous office atmosphere.

But at this moment, the water in the vase had long since dried up, and the withered and yellow bamboo leaves fell on the table and fell to the ground.

It turns out that midsummer in Beijing is not always full of sunshine.For example, today, the leaden clouds hang low outside the window, as if a torrential rain is brewing.

All of this is reflected in dust and gray.

It turned out that so long had passed, Qin Yue suddenly realized.

The movies released before Wang Chen's death completely disappeared from the public's field of vision.

The new film he was planning was also stranded without restriction.

None of the directors the company cooperated with would stand up and say that they wanted to shoot, and none of the actors who had already negotiated almost dared to make a phone call to ask if they still wanted to stay.

The busyness and impatience of the whole world quickly swallowed those sad shadows, whether they exist or leave, no one cares about them anymore.

The horror of death lies not in pain, but in disappearance.

Qin Yue was stunned for a few seconds, and finally said, "This is Wang Chen's office."

"..."

Qin Yue didn't care about Lin Xiyin's gaffe. He went straight in and opened the window. The company is equipped with central air-conditioning, which doesn't make the room too stuffy and unventilated.

It's a pity that without him and Wang Chen to open the door, the housekeeper couldn't come in to clean it. The sofa and table were covered with a layer of soil that hadn't been used for several months.

Lin Xiyin sighed softly, sat down on the dirty sofa indifferently, and then put the lunch box on the table, "It's okay, anyway, I just came to see you, sit down. The Hong Kong tea I had at noon was packed Some snacks, I guess you haven't had lunch, so just eat something."

Qin Yue also sat down, but without moving his chopsticks, he took out the cigarette case, "Thank you."

"Are you still sick? I think you're a little skinny."

Qin Yue flipped on the lighter lightly, "Good morning, I'm fine."

Lin Xiyin used to think that Qin Yue was too serious, but now when she looked at the other party, she felt that Qin Yue was covered with a depressive aura, which made the onlookers afraid to talk to him.

However, Qin Yue was not the kind of person who would actively find topics to talk about, even though as the host, he also kept silent frankly.

He remained silent until he finished smoking a cigarette.

Qin Yue threw the cigarette butt into a pink butt-shaped ashtray, then lowered his head habitually, and carefully wiped off the soot on his index finger.

Lin Xiyin finally couldn't stand it any longer, so she found a topic and said, "This ashtray is cute, is it a peach? Did your sister buy it?"

"No." Qin Yue glanced at him, "This is a butt, Wang Chen bought it."

"..." Lin Xiyin immediately wanted to turn her head and slap herself, what kind of topic was she looking for.

Unexpectedly, Qin Yue took the initiative to pick it up instead, "When we went to Japan together, I bought a sex toy and took one with me. I said it would be fine to keep it at home. Wang Chen insisted that it didn't match the decoration style, so he insisted on bringing it to the office."

"Hahahaha!" Lin Xiyin thought Qin Yue was teasing him, and immediately laughed.

But the next second, Qin Yue said: "Look, this thing is made of ceramics, and it will break if you drop it. But it's still there. Why is Wang Chen gone?"

……

Wang Chen did not leave, Qin Yue called, and Wang Chen went online immediately.

When he dashed into the front desk of Shun Xing with arrogance, Wang Chen felt that the wind was blowing under his steps, and the wind was strong enough to sweep away the smog in Beijing for a year.

Of course the front desk knew who he was, so he didn't stop him, and just let him in.

However, Wang Chen didn't realize that Bai Jiarun was not there until he searched for the office area of ​​the artist management department with great enthusiasm.

Only her assistant waited there leisurely, as if she knew Wang Chen would come.

"Where's Sister Jiarun?" Wang Chen didn't have the habit of throwing fire at irrelevant people. He suppressed his pent up breath and tried to stay calm.

Most of the little assistants got Bai Jiarun's explanation, so they had a very solid heart, and replied without being humble or overbearing: "Today, Su Qing recorded a reality show, so sister Jiarun and the publicity went to accompany her."

Recording a reality show is such a big battle?

As soon as Wang Chen heard it, he knew that Bai Jiarun had deliberately asked him to come to the empty space. This was a trick he had predicted, and it was for him to show him off.

"It's okay, then I'll wait here for sister Jiarun to come back." Wang Chen was angry, but not in a hurry.

He bet that Bai Jiarun didn't dare to tear himself apart with him, so as long as he sat here, Bai Jiarun would have to come back to see him eventually.

The little assistant didn't seem to have expected Wang Chen's reaction, so he gave a smirk, turned around and said that he had something else to do, and slipped away with his mobile phone, probably to report to Bai Jiarun.

Wang Chen looked at the back of the other party with a half-smile, and told Xiaodong when the little assistant left, "I guess I won't be able to leave for a while, please take a taxi and help me take my luggage home."

Xu Dongzheng was eager to get away.

He could see that there seemed to be some conflict between Wang Chen and Bai Jiarun. After all, he also met many assistants of other actors on the set and learned some "hidden rules" in the industry. Standing in the middle.

Quickly took Wang Chen's house key, Xu Dong immediately dragged the box away.

Wang Chen sat alone for a while and calmed down. Seeing that Bai Jiarun's assistant hadn't come back for a long time, he finally got distracted from the reality show and began to look at the office area he was very familiar with.

This is the artist management department, which is always messy, and he rarely came here before.

But not far away is the production department, where he is named and even has his own office.

Sometimes he is not efficient at home reading the script, and Qin Yue will come to the office to read it. Infected by the busy atmosphere of the company, Wang Chen can still be more emotionally involved.

He kept four water-planted lucky bamboos in that room, because it was easy to grow, and because it was good for Feng Shui to help his career.

Sitting there reading the script every day, Wang Chen had hoped that one day he would be able to make a movie, participate in the production of Qin Yue's dream, and truly enter into Qin Yue's career.

Ten years have passed, and this day has really come thanks to his hard work.

But who knows, the game is about to be cleared at the full level.

God suddenly called him back to Xinshou Village.

Forced to change jobs, change usernames, and have my friends list wiped off.

In this familiar yet brand-new world, Wang Chen felt unprecedentedly lonely.

So he stood up involuntarily and walked to the former office.