I have nothing to do

107.

Boss Huang has just turned 50 years old this year, so he can be considered a middle-aged successful person by today's standards.

He was born in a county town, and he stopped studying after graduating from junior high school. It's not that his family couldn't afford it, but because he couldn't afford the exams, and he was really not good at studying. In the south, people who have been there will say that those cities are full of gold, and they say that as long as you are willing to work, you can make money.

Boss Huang was still Xiao Huang at that time. Without saying a word, he followed his acquaintances on the train going south. He entered the factory and became a worker on the assembly line. He earned much more money than in his hometown, but he was not satisfied. It didn't take long for him to resign and started to set up a street stall. He opened a video hall and worked as a food stall. After more than ten years of ups and downs, Xiao Huang became Brother Huang. With a lot of money in his pocket, he began to miss home.

After returning to his hometown, he saw the opportunity to buy a small iron mine. After a lot of dedication, he changed from Brother Huang to the current Boss Huang.

Mr. Huang has a lot of things to worry about. Changes in national policies, investment in safety production, and fluctuations in the international market are all things that worry Mr. Huang, but he is most worried about his son.

Boss Huang got married late, and his son was born late. Now he is 50 years old, and his son is 20 years old. According to the standards of that era, he was considered late in marriage and late in childbearing.I used to be busy making money, my child didn’t take care of it, and the growth mainly depended on spending money. It was so hard to raise him to the point where he thought about spending a sum of money to send him abroad for gold plating, but he ran back after staying for two years, and refused to go after he came back. The company helped, only clamoring to be an actor.

Boss Huang was very angry. He said that our family does not have this gene, but his son refused to compromise, ran away from home, and went directly to the Film Academy to enroll in a refresher class.

The father and son had been in a cold war until a few days ago, when Boss Huang was on a business trip to Shanxi, he participated in a dinner party. There was a director in it, who was said to be quite famous, and others said he had won some awards.

Boss Huang didn't know what prizes were awarded, but when he saw that everyone was taking photos with him, Boss Huang went to take photos too. He thought it would be good to go back to the mine, and have a bit of culture.

He sent the photo to Moments, and his son found him. He said that this is his favorite director, not one of them.

Weng Chi and Yan Yu were dressed in suits and leather shoes and sat on the Taishi chair. Weng Chi was a little better, at least he knew where to put his hands, while Yan Yu was worse. He made a secret gesture and finally chose to put his hands on his thighs. The man sat upright, not looking like he was talking about business, but like he was selling insurance for the first time.

Boss Huang was wearing Chinese-style casual clothes. At first glance, he thought he was an old man who had just returned from playing Tai Chi in the park. He also smiled kindly. .”

"Yes, he will arrive tomorrow, and he will come to visit Mr. Huang in person." Weng Chi smiled and motioned Yan Yu to pass the materials they brought to Boss Huang.

The film materials were made after they negotiated the copyright. Anyway, they are used by fools. Basically, they are [-]% true and [-]% false. Using first-line actors, using top-tier idols, and using top-level publicity, these are not a problem if you have money.

Yan Yu handed the brochure to Boss Huang with both hands. After receiving it, Boss Huang flipped through it. His expression was serious and his movements were perfunctory. He flipped through a booklet in a few strokes and put it aside.

At this time, the servant brought the tea, and Boss Huang began to drink tea slowly. Weng Chi didn't know what he meant, so he had to drink tea with him.

"Mr. Weng, I'm sorry, I'm an uneducated vulgar person, let me ask, what do you do in this movie?"

Hearing Boss Huang's question, Weng Chi hurriedly put down his teacup, and said, "I'm a good friend of Director Cheng, and I also invested in this movie, and I'm the producer of this movie."

"Producer?" Boss Huang asked suspiciously, "Is it just for technology? What kind of explosion?"

"No, that kind is in charge of the post-production department." Weng Chi said with a smile, "I am in charge of the production and production of the film. Including script coordination, formation of the film crew, hiring of actors, rental of shooting equipment and venues, and..."

"Oh oh oh, I see, it's the same as our big fuck over there?"

"Fuck?"

"It's just a person who needs to be hired for weddings and funerals. He can solve all problems and arrange things properly. If you need anything, you can just ask him." Boss Huang put down his teacup and said with a smile, " Who will choose the actor?"

"Well..." Weng Chi already understood that it was useless to talk to Boss Huang about those professional things, and even though Boss Huang seemed to know nothing, he was not easy to fool.

"Let me give you an inappropriate example. For example, the make-up artist at a wedding can be chosen by the couple themselves, or by the wedding company or what you call the big drill, or by the big drill to select a few candidates. Decide among the candidates." Weng Chi said in a deep voice, "The director is like a newcomer, the actor is like a makeup artist, and I am what you said, of course, a newcomer only needs one or two makeup artists, but we need many actor."

"Then I know." Boss Huang brought over the information again, "Can I keep this brochure? I want to take a closer look."

"Of course, you can contact me anytime if you have any questions."

After chatting for a few more words, it was nothing more than Boss Huang's various curiosity about film production, and Weng Chi answered them one by one. In the end, Boss Huang praised Weng Chi's professionalism, and Weng Chi just said the award with a smile.

Boss Huang personally sent him out. Weng Chi waved goodbye to Boss Huang and boarded his eight-figure car.

It wasn't until the car drove out of the community that Weng Chi breathed a sigh of relief.

He told Yan Yu, "It should be possible, but we have to do Cheng Xinyuan's work."

"How do you know it can be done?" Yan Yu asked puzzled, "I don't think Boss Huang mentioned investment at all."

"Because others invest to make money, but he invests to change resources. Since he sees that I can't make a decision, he waits for the one who can make a decision to talk."

"I probably know." Yan Yu recalled the content of today's conversation, "Does he want a role?"

"It should be, but I don't know who to ask for, but most of them are confidante. Entrepreneurs of this age don't have this kind of thing. Unlike me, I am very specific."

"yes……"

It was only when Weng Chi heard that Yan Yu's tone was not right that he realized that he had made a mistake in putting money on his face. The two of them said a week ago that they wanted to pursue Jian Ce, but now they say that they are single-minded, which is really a slapstick.

"Hey, I mean if you meet true love, you will be very dedicated," Weng Chi hurriedly made amends to himself, "It doesn't count when you don't meet."

Yan Yu didn't speak right away, until the car passed the next intersection, he said in a volume that seemed to be talking to himself: "Then how can we know who is the true love..."

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This feeling can be treated as a recollection, but it was lost at the time.

Put some wax on Weng Chi's mouth.

ps. Falling in love still depends on talking and this and that, and now the two of them are still in the ignorant stage.But we will talk about it soon, as for this and that...