The Entertainment Empire That Started With Divorce

Chapter 6: Young and frivolous back then

Whether Su Manjing hides or not is not important.

But no matter what, she was still his ex-wife, so Sun Junbang's face-to-face behavior was disguised as Chi Guoguo's demonstration and ridicule, and he couldn't bear it.

If it weren't for hitting someone against the law, Fang Mo would have wanted to slap him and slap him in the face.

Grudge Notebook, I will kill you later.

……

"Director Fang, I wish you a bright future..."

In the Human Resources Department, Fang Mo has completed the last formalities before leaving his job. As for Xiong Bin, he has already completed it. He is not an appointment with the director, but just a general work appointment.

Being able to serve as the deputy executive director on the crew is also a result of gradual training and promotion, special mention.

Well, the production team where the original person was working was specially mentioned, and he was just one step away from signing a directing contract with the company.

Now the next move is back, before liberation.

"Hey Director Fang, are you leaving now?"

Throw away anything of little value, so I packed up some necessary personal items and took them away. Before Fang Mo and Xiong Bin walked out of the department floor while holding the storage box, a familiar and annoying voice sounded, Sun Zhixiong.

The script evaluation meeting in the morning ended.

"Director Sun is really haunted..."

Being teased and ridiculed, Fang Mo smiled slightly, "Looking at Director Sun bathing in the spring breeze, I guess the result of the script evaluation should be good. A good uncle has a strong waist, but unfortunately he is a soft-spoken man, otherwise..."

Fang Mo clicked his tongue, looking confused.

"Fang, what do you mean?"

Sun Zhixiong laughed, what the hell, even if he has connections behind the scenes, at least his score in the script evaluation is not bad, so don't beep.

There is a relationship behind it, which is also a kind of strength.

"Hey, I didn't want to say it at first..."

Fang Mo looked around half a circle. There were many colleagues he was familiar with. There was even a vague figure of Ruan Yumei in the corner, who seemed to be watching a show, with a playful look in his eyes.

“Saturday afternoon, West Lake Plaza…”

Fang Mo slightly shrugged his shoulders towards Sun Zhixiong, "Unfortunately, I saw your wife when I was shopping, but the man on my arm didn't seem to be you. He is about the same height as me and wears glasses. Think about it for yourself, I'm sorry..."

"Fang Mo, let go..."

"Stop it, believe it or not, it's up to you."

Fang Mo immediately interrupted, and then with a chuckle, he told Xiong Bin to leave and not mess with the dead man.

As for Sun Zhixiong, his expression was uncertain in the eyes of colleagues around him. On Saturday afternoon, his wife did say that he would go shopping in West Lake and go shopping with his sisters to get their hair done, and she returned home normally in the evening.

The time and place are right, damn it.

No, we must find out thoroughly.

……

"Xiaozhuang, don't miss me too much..."

At the front desk of the floor, Xiong Bin reluctantly said goodbye to Xiaozhuang at the front desk. It would be difficult to see this beautiful, cute and energetic little beauty again.

Xiaozhuang at the front desk, 22, Xiong Bin likes to come and tease me when he has nothing to do, I really like him.

However, what made him very sad at this moment was that Xiaozhuang's eyes were on someone else.

"Brother Fang, I can't bear to leave you..."

Xiaozhuang was sobbing slightly and his eyes were a little red. He would never see Brother Fang's handsome face again. The biggest handsome guy on the whole floor would no longer be there from today on.

"Xiao Zhuang, I'm still here..."

Xiong Bin's face was dark and he felt a little hopeless.

Fang Mo glanced at the shocked Xiong Bin and smiled slightly, "I missed you. Call me on WeChat, but if I'm busy, I suggest you find Brother Xiong. His body looks very safe and solid at first glance."

"Brother Xiong, be honest and attentive."

After hearing this, Xiaozhuang turned his attention to Xiong Bin. He was strong, but his face?

He can be her uncle, but I don’t want him.

"Brother Fang, is Sun Zhixiong's wife?"

In the elevator, Xiong Bin asked in confusion. He was almost there on Saturday afternoon. Why didn't he see him?
"I didn't know, that's nonsense..."

Fang Mo chuckled, "Women, it's normal to go shopping on a sunny Saturday. Sun Zhixiong doesn't like to go shopping with his wife at first glance, and West Lake is a frequent tourist attraction, but these are not important. Give the last one to Sun Zhixiong." Put on eye drops, it's so annoying every day..."

Xiong Bin was speechless, could he be confused by this?
From the look on Sun Zhixiong's face just now, it was obvious that his wife did go out on Saturday afternoon. I don't know if she went near the West Lake, but it seems likely.

And that cloudy complexion, probably not without suspicion before, is not harmonious.

The life of a couple is [-]% not harmonious.

……

"Brother Fang, are you really divorced?"

After lunch, Xiong Bin came to Fang Mo's house and saw that there were many fewer accessories and supplies than before. Most of his sister-in-law Su Manjing's things had disappeared.It's not sudden, it's just.

"It can't be fake."

Fang Mo didn't say much. Since he pulled Xiong Bin onto the chariot, he must be responsible for him. He must give him some confidence in the future and plan for the near future.

"A few million, is that enough?"

After a while, Xiong Bin scratched his head after hearing this, "If the lead actor is not famous, he will have no box office appeal. These days, even passerby fans look at his face and look familiar."

"Anyone with a little bit of fame and decent acting skills will basically not be paid less than a million dollars."

"And no matter how the crew is set up, it requires food, drink, housing, transportation, and wages for dozens of people."

"Post-production, promotion and distribution..."

It’s not that I don’t know, it can be shot anywhere with a few million. Unless it’s just a joke and it’s broadcast directly online without being released in theaters, the cost can be lower.

Also, Fang Mo's reputation in the director circle is still a little bit bad, who would invest money to cooperate?
No matter how you calculate it, it is difficult to start over.

"The script is wonderful, so it's possible..."

Fang Mo smiled and said, "The framework and main line will be finalized in two days. You can take a look at it then, and then it's time to get busy. I'll take care of the investment issue. You can run errands to help me find someone in these two days." Good location, rent a good place to set up a director's studio..."

“Take it step by step and have confidence.”

Uh-huh, okay, Xiong Bin could only nod OK.

If Brother Fang hadn't really changed a lot in the past few days, he was confident and no longer worried, I honestly wouldn't have dared to take this gamble, after all, it was slim.

But if you bet correctly, you will make a lot of money.

The most rare opportunity is to provide help in times of need.

……

"Mr. Qin, it's time for the meeting..."

In the office of the project director of an entertainment company in a building in Hangzhou, the work assistant knocked on the door and gave a prompt before exiting, and the room returned to silence.

Poof, a cluster of flames instantly ignited.

A wisp of white smoke floated from the boss's chair, which was at a [-]-degree angle to the desk and faced the floor-to-ceiling window. Qin Zisu flicked out the fuel match and spat out her red lips.

"Whoo~"

Usually when you are upset, light a cigarette.

The slender jade legs are stacked, and the buttocks and the seat outline a perfect round arc. Above the slender waist, there is a surging wave that seems to be ready to come out. It can be seen that the figure is quite admirable, the face is beautiful and cold, and a pair of peach blossom eyes are full of deep stories. It seems to be in a haze at the moment.

The lady's cigarette is gently held between the index and middle fingers of her left hand, and her moist red lips are moistened from time to time as she breathes and lingers.

But lungs, just enjoy the smoke.

The memory seems to travel through time and space. I was young and frivolous at that time, and I can't forget it for ten years now.

"Whoa Whoah"

It was raining heavily and continuously outside the window.

"look at me."

The childish and melancholy boy closed his eyes tightly.

On the bed in the bedroom, under the young girl with short hair and sassy hair, the young man stared and pouted, "Coward! If you don't take the initiative, I will do it. After you go to college, marry me."

After saying that, he forcibly started to take off his clothes.

The young man closed his eyes and seemed to want to struggle, but he was bullied by the cold and warm soft hands. He was in a slight trance, and his clothes gradually untied, leaving only his big pants.

"Don't, don't be like this..."

"Stop talking nonsense, love me."

The girl lay on the boy's chest, bit her earlobe and whispered, "You will be my man soon. Don't betray me in the future, or you will die..."

"Forget it, I can't bear to curse you."

"If you don't marry me in the future, whoever marries me will have a hard time, and I will die alone."

Thunder exploded outside the window and heavy rain continued, and the warmth of spring indoors was about to break. However, the boy suddenly whispered and stopped the movement, and then there was an inexplicable silence, which was heartbreaking and indescribable.

"I'm not worthy. We're doomed."

The tone was calm and biting, and the door closed before leaving.

A relationship that almost broke through the shackles of the forbidden fruit came to an end, and it lasted ten years.

"Idiot, fool, bastard..."

Qin Zisu's thoughts turned around, and he snuffed out the last remaining cigarette. The boss's chair turned back to its original position, and he stood up with an indifferent look, Tianrui Entertainment?

I was finally willing to leave that shabby nest.

　Well, some book friends reported that this memory is quite embarrassing. Ahem, let’s just pretend that the protagonist’s brain circuitry and youth are compared with Zisha’s.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)