Tianguang [entertainment circle]

Building a movie empire?

For her?

It took only a few seconds for Jiang Yuan to quickly understand the meaning of Qiao Yinshan's words.

On the surface, she said that it was a business with no loss, but in fact, she wanted to make Jiang Yuan a passport for her to break into the film and television industry.

Jiang Yuan never dared to forget for a moment that this woman was a businessman, not an artist.

Over the years, it has been widely rumored that Qiao Yinshan is raising funds to enter the film and television industry, but now it seems to be true.

Jiang Yuan, a newcomer with a certain fan base and solid strength, is easy to praise and manipulate.

As long as Jiang Yuan can continue to make high-quality films for her Qiao Yinshan-owned industry and win several awards, it is only a matter of time before she can monopolize top international resources.

Jiang Yuan clasped his hands, his expression calm: "Why me?"

Qiao Yinshan still had that meticulous and majestic smile on his face.

"First, you have won many photography awards at home and abroad, all of which are first prizes without exception. You are the technical talents I need."

"Second, your works are widely circulated among the younger generation. According to data analysis, you will bring great dividends to the company under my name."

"Third, you are the grandson of the vice chairman of the International Photographic Association," Qiao Yinshan paused intentionally, "and also my daughter. Instead of distributing resources to other young people who are ready to change jobs at any time, it is better to give it to you .”

"You're thinking wrong." Jiang Yuan smiled lightly, with disdain on his brows and eyes, "I won't even step into your company."

A gleam flashed across Qiao Yinshan's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

"You think it through before answering. For the sake of being my daughter, I allow you to make a mistake once."

Again.

Always use this blood relationship to bind Jiang Yuan, torturing Jiang Yuan over and over again.

Allowed, not allowed.

These two words are the words that Qiao Yinshan said to Jiang Yuan the most.No matter what Jiang Yuan wanted to do, Qiao Yinshan took it for granted that Jiang Yuan should follow her arrangement.

Jiang Yuan clenched his hands tightly, his brows were deeply condensed.

"Jiang Yuan, promise, there's nothing wrong with it." Jiang Songhai said across the dining table, as if he thought this was a good opportunity, "If Grandpa wakes up and sees you become famous in one fell swoop, he will be very happy."

Jiang Yuan sneered: "If I submit, the old man will only be disappointed in me."

Hearing Jiang Yuan use the word "submit", Qiao Yinshan frowned imperceptibly.

"I've provided you with a complete film industry line, what else are you not satisfied with?" Qiao Yinshan's eyes were full of indifference, "As expected, you are still the same as ten years ago, ignorant of current affairs to the point of disappointment."

With that said, Qiao Yinshan put down the knife and fork, straightened his back and took off his gloves.

"If I remember correctly, the crew you're on right now is nothing more than a bunch of puny youngsters. It's wishful thinking for you to hang out with such a shapeless group."

Qiao Yinshan stood up, and put the wet towel after wiping his lips and palms into the basket on the table.

"My time is very tight. I only give you 24 hours to consider. It doesn't matter if you refuse this invitation," Qiao Yinshan gouged Jiang Yuan's face with a cross eyebrow, "There will be other young people with more strength to join. They , know the current affairs better than you."

After finishing speaking, Qiao Yinshan left without looking back.

"Yinshan! Yinshan!" Jiang Songhai couldn't stop her, he could only call her name, and watched the woman walk out of the private room stepping on high heels.

He looked back at Jiang Yuan angrily, with a look of incomprehension: "Why didn't you agree? If you listen to your mother, the possibility of our family reuniting will be greater in the future, do you understand!"

"Snapped."

Jiang Yuan slapped the knife and fork on the table, wiped his lips and stood up.

"I'll leave first if it's okay." She took her things and walked towards the private room door.

Hearing that the door was closed heavily, Jiang Songhai was sitting in the same position as the head and two big.

Now I can't review the paper no matter what.

The secretary and the driver were already waiting in front of the gate on the first floor in a Bentley.

Qiao Yinshan walked over slowly, opened the car door and went up.

Looking back and seeing the unfriendly expression on the president's face, the secretary knew that maybe something he wanted to talk about hadn't been settled.

"Joyson, we have a backup list."

"Well," Qiao Yinshan rubbed the center of his brows, resting his hand on the soft-painted armrest in the middle of the seat, "choose the most outstanding ones and discuss them one by one."

"Received." The secretary took the order.

The burly driver wearing sunglasses was obviously a little surprised.

"What kind of big-name artist? He even refused Joyson's invitation? It's really strange."

The secretary casually put his elbow on the driver's arm, motioning him to silence.

But Qiao Yinshan had heard everything in his ears, and the strong sense of oppression in his body became more and more violent.

She looked at the girl in black who was walking out of the gate and waiting for the waiter to drive over, her eyes became sharper.

The secretary glanced at Jiang Yuan.

Just this one glance gave her a strong sense of familiarity.

This young man named Jiang Yuan is exactly the same as Qiao Yinshan in terms of facial features and aura, making him daunting.

The black Infiniti slowly drove into the road and stopped in front of Jiang Yuan.

The secretary was surprised: "This license plate number? It appeared in front of Mr. Jiang Yingzhou's house yesterday."

Because of the secretary's reminder, Qiao Yinshan also realized that the car was the one she saw yesterday.

She suddenly remembered that she said at the dinner table just now that she was returning to China today.If Jiang Yuan knew about her return to China outside Jiang Yingzhou's compound yesterday...

A trace of ruthlessness flashed across Qiao Yinshan's eyes.

"Let's go."

The driver took the order and drove away immediately.

Qiao Yinshan looked at Jiang Yuan who was sitting in the driver's seat of the Infiniti in the rearview mirror.

Ten years ago, if Qiao Yinna hadn't happened, perhaps Jiang Yuan would have always been the obedient child who wanted to make his parents happy.

From the moment Jiang Yuan walked out of the private room to the moment she got in the car, it was as if a huge stone was stuck in her chest, which she couldn't swallow or spit out, making her breathing disordered and hard to calm down.

Just now when Qiao Yinshan asked Jiang Yuan to help her build a film empire, Jiang Yuan subconsciously had a hint of willingness.

She forced herself to calm down and weigh the pros and cons, and then she wiped out the submissive thoughts.

This is something that has always troubled Jiang Yuan.

Since she was a child, she had a strong admiration for the independent and powerful Qiao Yinshan, so that she tried to do her best no matter where she was at school, just to get Qiao Yinshan's approval.

After Qiao Yinshan abandoned her and her family, Jiang Yuan was sad for a long time, and once thought that he had really done something wrong, which caused the woman to hurt her severely.

Therefore, in the one or two years after Qiao Yinshan left, Jiang Yuan still tried his best every day to do something that could make Qiao Yinshan forgive and recognize him, and let Jiang Songhai, who was determined to keep Qiao Yinshan at that time, report to him. past.

Over time, "letting Qiao Yinshan recognize himself" became Jiang Yuan's longest habit.

This habit is like a deep-rooted old branch, entangled/entangled her tightly, and made an irresistible interference to her future choices.

So when Qiao Yinshan asked her to send regular emails to report her itinerary every month, she accepted it unconditionally.

When Qiao Yinshan did not allow her to participate in filming, she erased her name.

When Qiao Yinshan invited her to be the first chess piece of the movie empire, she had the idea of ​​obeying.

It's all the habits and subconscious that she grew up with trying to dominate her brain.

It's terrifying.

Jiang Yuan raised his head, closed his eyes and leaned on the car seat.

What Qiao Yinshan said just now before leaving echoed in her mind over and over again.

"The crew you're in right now is just a group of youngsters..."

"You're hanging out with a shapeless group like that, and it's wishful thinking to be famous..."

At this moment, a trace of rebellious fireworks suddenly rose in Jiang Yuan's heart.

A bunch of youngsters?

The crew she is in, the screenwriter is Xin Ye who won the award and got soft hands, the director is Mu Sanwei who has been fascinated by Mu Yao's side, and the editor is the building block of the number one major in digital media at the Communication University... There are also quite a few other universities in the capital. Student members with practical experience.

This is a group that is growing upwards, and it should never be seen as worthless by Qiao Yinshan.

Jiang Yuan opened his eyes and looked directly at the flame-like clouds in the distance, like a billowing sea of ​​flames flying and surging on the line of dawn and dusk.

That being the case, go fuck movie empire.

She wants to be with this group of "baby" guys, with that little white rabbit who hides blackness in white, and let the woman who thinks she can cover the sky with her capital watch carefully——

——watching her movie empire collapse at the feet of the young people she looked down upon.

When Jiang Yuan returned home, there were already 99+ messages in the group chat on the phone.

Everyone is discussing the issue of the producer at this time.

As long as the producer is finalized, the investors for the public screening and the funds to prepare for the filming can operate efficiently.

[Building blocks: Sanwei said that after the start of school, we will open a work contract for the crew and let us go to school for a three-month vacation. The venue in the UK has already been selected, and the only thing left is to recruit actors and allocate funds for the production. 】【xx: That means we have to go abroad to make a movie? 】

【xxx: Then shall we travel while shooting?I heard that Elizabeth Big Ben in England is so romantic! 】【Mu Sanwei: Funds, funds!If you want to go out and play, pay for it yourself! 】【Mu Sanwei: Also, there is only three months of filming time, so it is very urgent. I hope everyone will prepare the highest quality versions in each field in advance. ] Jiang Yuan picked a piece of pure music, walked into the bathroom with a bottle of frosted fruit wine, took off his clothes and stepped into the warm water in the bathtub.

Her brain has been running at high speed all day long, and at this time, she felt as if the ropes on her body were loosened while soaking in the water, and she relaxed, leaning against the wall of the bathtub and drinking fruit wine.

It wasn't until the music was played six times in a loop that Jiang Yuan got out of the bath, put his wet hair on one shoulder and neck, wrapped it in a bath towel, and stepped on the fluffy carpet in the room.

She lifted the quilt and was about to sit in the quilt and continue to watch how everyone in the crew made arrangements.

However, before she could sit firmly on the bed, a tender and smooth hand swam up Jiang Yuan's waist like a ribbon.

Two slender and white arms tightly encircled her, and under the long fluffy curly hair, was the girl's body exuding the fragrance of wild lily, looming in the light of the silvery night light.

The little white rabbit leaned on Jiang Yuan's waist, looked up at her with those eyes blinking.

One after another, the sound of heartbeat came up from Jiang Yuan's thighs under the bath towel, accompanied by warmth...