The Crown Prince of Huayu!

Game of Thrones crew.

Han Jiadong basically became a hands-off boss.

After five seasons of experience, even without Han Jiadong, several assistant directors have been able to complete the shooting tasks assigned to them by Han Jiadong excellently.

morning.

Han Jiadong had just finished running with Emilia when he received a call from his father.

"My results have come out."

"How to say?"

"It's OK, normal retirement."

Seeing his son was silent, Han Sanpin took the initiative to comfort him: "Don't think too much. I am indeed at the normal retirement age."

He was actually quite satisfied with the result.

He is already 61 years old this year. Given his age, he has never dreamed of becoming the director.

Although under normal circumstances, those who have not served a full term can delay retirement after reaching the age limit and wait until they have served a full term.

But that's just two more years of work.

Compared with the possibility that Xiong Zhengyuan would go to jail with Li Dongshen, as well as the fate of the third-in-command in his hometown and Liu Shuiyou, the fact that he was able to escape unscathed was already very good.

Han Jiadong was silent for a while and then said, "I'll be back soon."

"No, just do what you need to do. Coming back at this time will only make people laugh at you."

Han Sanpin advised calmly.

Han Jiadong temporarily gave up his plan to return home.

It was around one o'clock that evening, after the crew had finished work.

"Director, what's wrong with you? You seem to be in a bad mood?"

Emilia noticed something was wrong with Han Jiadong and came to his room.

"It's okay, don't worry about me, go back to sleep and don't affect tomorrow's filming."

Han Jiadong shook his head and had no intention of telling anyone about his family affairs.

But Emilia didn't give up and kept pestering him, showing no intention of leaving.

Finally, Han Jiadong got tired of her pestering and simply picked her up and threw her onto the bed, then ripped off her thin nightgown, revealing her porcelain-like voluptuous figure.

Emilia was stunned. After she came to her senses, she was not afraid at all, nor did she shyly hide herself. Instead, she opened her limbs to Han Jiadong generously and expectantly.

crucial moment.

"You exist within the depths of my mind
In my dreams, in my heart, in my singing

......"

Han Jiadong's cell phone rang.

Han Jiadong seemed to be suddenly splashed with cold water. He calmed down and got off Emilia: "Go back quickly."

Then he took his phone and went into the bathroom.

Click to answer.

"Hello, is this Han Jiadong? I'm from the Discipline Inspection Commission..."

The call was from the Discipline Inspection Commission, claiming that they had received a report about Han Jiadong and asked him to return to China to accept investigation.

Compared to learning the news of his father's retirement, Han Jiadong did not feel any fluctuation when hearing this news about himself.

After agreeing, he hung up the phone, put the phone on the shelf, turned on the shower and started taking a shower.

Halfway through washing, the phone rang again.

This time it was a familiar number.

After the call was connected, Ren Zhonglun's friendly voice was heard.

"Jiadong? Did I disturb your rest?"

"No, the crew just finished work."

"Don't tire yourself out, eh!"

Ren Zhonglun sighed and then stated the purpose of his call.

"I just got the news that Chen Feng had someone submit a report about you to the Commission for Discipline Inspection. It's mainly about relationships between men and women. You may need to prepare for the investigation in advance."

"Well, thank you Uncle Ren, I just received a call from the Discipline Inspection Commission."

"You don't have to worry too much. You're not even married. It's no big deal."

"..."

"By the way, your father's matter..."

……

After finishing the call, I took a shower and came out of the bathroom.

Han Jiadong saw Emilia still waiting for him obediently on the bed.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

"You've torn my clothes, how can I leave?"

Emilia looked at him pitifully.

Han Jiadong threw his clothes to her.

However, Emilia obviously did not stay for this reason. No matter what Han Jiadong said, she refused to leave, as if she was determined to stay with Han Jiadong.

Han Jiadong was in no mood to mess around at this moment.

After trying to persuade Emilia a few times without success, he just let her go, and finally let her hold him in her arms and fall asleep.

Early the next morning.

Han Jiadong flew back to China.

I went home to see my father first and had a brief chat with him before flying to Shanghai to meet with the people from the Discipline Inspection Commission.

Two people from the Discipline Inspection Commission came, both men. One was about fifty years old, named Wu Rong, and the other was in his thirties, named Chen Sifen.

It was Chen Sifen who mainly spoke that day.

After a brief opening statement, we got down to business.

"Women are actually a minor matter. The key is that you colluded with them to embezzle state-owned assets..."

Han Jiadong interrupted: "State-owned assets? What state-owned assets?"

"Don't act stupid!"

Chen Sifen's square face was full of seriousness. "I won't even mention how much your director's fee exceeded the normal standard. You let Xu Qin's Qindong Company, as well as the studios of actresses such as Tang Yan, Tong Liya, and Liu Yifei participate in the movies invested by the state-owned company Shanghai Film Group. How much box office share did you take from them, and how much profit did you steal? Don't you know?"

Han Jiadong almost laughed out of anger at what he said.

Although I cannot say that I am selfless, during these years at Shanghai Film Group, I have at least helped the company earn over 1 billion yuan!

So just because I didn't give all the profits from my own scripts and movies to the film studio, I am considered to have embezzled state-owned assets?
"Is this the state-owned assets you mentioned? How about you first understand the concept of state-owned assets, or talk to Mr. Ren about film investment, and then come to talk to me?" Han Jiadong chuckled.

Chen Sifen immediately slammed the table with a stern face: "Be serious, we are here to help you solve the problem, don't make it seem like we are here to cause trouble for you."

Han Jiadong stared at him for two seconds, let out a long breath, and said, "Okay, so what you mean is that my own scripts and the films I direct must all be fully invested by Shanghai Film Group?"

"What do you mean by yours and mine? You are an employee of Shanghai Film Group, so you should be aware of this. Since Shanghai Film Group has the ability to invest in full, why should it give it away for nothing?" "According to what you said, there are probably too many people who embezzled state-owned assets, because it's not just my movies that Shanghai Film Group didn't fully invest in. It also didn't fully invest in other people's movies."

"Can other people's movies be the same as yours? Your movies can guarantee profits, but who else can? Shanghai Film Group only invests a portion of the shares in other people's movies, which is to spread the risk."

"So, can I guarantee a profit, or is it my fault?"

"Don't be sarcastic. If you have a problem, just say it directly. Also, we are talking about your problem now, don't bring it up with others!"

Chen Sifen started banging the table and scolding again.

"With your attitude, what else can I say?"

Han Jiadong seemed very calm. He shrugged and said, "Just tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Chen Sifen slammed the table again, obviously irritated by his attitude. After Wu Rong shook his head at him, he snorted coldly and said:
"We can ignore the large amount of assets you have secretly held in overseas CP companies, but you must return the director's fees that exceed the standard, as well as the money that your women illegally shared from the movie box office! In addition, The Voice of China is the result of the joint efforts of Shanghai Film Group, Shanghai Film Group, and Luyin. The copyright should not be held by you alone. You should return the copyright to Luyin, and the copyright fees you have earned from The Voice of China over the years should also be returned!"

After hearing him list so many things in one breath, even if Han Jiadong had a good temper, he couldn't help but have veins bulging on his forehead.

Not to mention the overseas assets that have nothing to do with him and have not been excluded by him.

Take the director’s fee, which is the smallest of them, for example.

Not to mention that Han Jiadong can get tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of dollars for making a movie in Hollywood.

Even in China, when he makes movies for other private companies, his director's fee starts at tens of millions, not to mention his share of the box office revenue.

But what happened after coming to China Film Group and Shanghai Film Group?
There is no box office share at all.

The so-called super-standard director's fee is not even one-tenth of what you get when filming for other private companies!
You still have the nerve to ask me to return it just like that?

Besides, the copyright fee of "The Voice of China" is indeed a piece of fat meat.

After being sold well in dozens of countries around the world, Han Jiadong's income from this item alone is guaranteed to be over 100 million US dollars every year!
It is no exaggeration to say that it is the goose that lays golden eggs.

No wonder it attracts people's attention.

"Since you said so."

Han Jiadong stood up: "I resign."

I have seen people holding a bowl and scolding the cook, but I have never seen anyone scolding while asking the cook to cut meat from his own body to cook.

He can't stand this anger!
Anyway, my dad is retired now, so he won’t be restricted if he wants to start a company in China.

At that time, Han Jiadong would like to see how they can make money from the so-called state-owned assets without him.

See whether they are embezzling state-owned assets or giving them money as alms.

Chen Sifen was obviously confused by his answer: "What did you say?"

Han Jiadong repeated word for word, "I'm saying, I'm quitting. From now on, you can find whoever you want to film or do variety shows with me!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

"You stop!"

Chen Sifen pointed at him and trembled with anger: "Do you think that resigning can solve all the problems? Do you know that what you did is illegal? We are kind enough to help you, and this is your attitude?"

Han Jiadong said without even turning his head: "I don't need your kindness, just check it out."

……

……

Han Jiadong was not just angry for a moment and said it casually. He prepared to submit his resignation report to Shangying, Luyin and Luying that day.

When he drove to the downstairs of Luying Company, he saw an unexpected scene.

"Youchu, be my girlfriend!"

A man in his thirties was confessing his love to Yu Youchu, but there was no romantic ceremony, and he didn't even pay special attention to his attire. His face didn't have the normal cheerful look that he had when confessing his love. Instead, he looked a little... anxious and haggard.

Yu Youchu was silent.

But just seeing that she didn't refuse immediately was enough to surprise Han Jiadong and other people around her who knew her.

The man was not satisfied with this, but began to get angry: "I was fired because of you, can't you give me an answer?"

Yu Youchu hesitated: "Ling Yuan, can you give me some more time?"

"Yes, of course."

Ling Yuan grabbed Yu Youchu's arms with both hands and said excitedly, "We can get to know each other better while we're dating, okay?"

After asking, seeing that Yu Youchu lowered her head and did not answer, he hugged Yu Youchu in his arms.

Yu Youchu was stunned. After recalling the warm embrace that night, she pushed Ling Yuan away.

She was originally a little hesitant, but suddenly she became determined.

"I'm sorry, I can't date you."

"Why?" Ling Yuan was stunned.

"Because you are not him."

"What's not him? What are you talking about?"

"You weren't the one who saved me that night!"

Yu Youchu did not ask, but looked at Ling Yuan affirmatively.

Ling Yuan felt a little guilty when he was looked at, but the next moment he became even more angry and embarrassed. He raised his hand and slapped Yu Youchu in the face, and at the same time roared at Yu Youchu.

"Why do you say it wasn't me? Because of you, I was fired by Chen Feng in retaliation. Doesn't this prove that I saved you? What else do you want me to do? Huh? Tell me?"

Han Jiadong had no intention of intervening, but when he saw Yu Youchu being beaten, he pushed the door open and got out of the car without thinking, then ran over and kicked the hysterical Ling Yuan to the ground.

Ling Yuan was already angry, and after being kicked, he became even angrier. But when he looked up and saw Han Jiadong, his anger suddenly disappeared without a trace, and he climbed up and walked away dejectedly.

Han Jiadong no longer cared about him. He held up Yu Youchu's face and saw a red slap mark clearly appeared on that delicate face. There was only heartache in his eyes.

"Does it hurt?"

Yu Youchu stared blankly at him who suddenly appeared. Just like seven years ago, she forgot to respond, let alone avoid him.

why?
Why would he use such intimate actions, look at me in such a way, and speak to me in such a tone?

Obviously... we don't even know each other.

"Did you hurt your brain? Come on, I'll take you to the hospital."

Seeing that Yu Youchu didn't respond, Han Jiadong worriedly picked Yu Youchu up.

Yu Youchu finally came back to her senses and was about to refute that her brain was not injured, but when she was picked up, the familiar feeling made her stunned again.

It was not until she was put in the car and saw that Han Jiadong was really going to drive to the hospital that she said anxiously: "Don't worry, I'm fine, I'm not going to the hospital."

When he was anxious, even his dialect came out.

Han Jiadong still confirmed with concern: "Are you really okay?"

Yu Youchu shook his head, then lowered his head and muttered softly, "How can a slap in the face break a person's head? Why is this great director acting abnormal every time we meet?"

"What did you say?"

Han Jiadong was naturally worried, but when he saw that Yu Youchu seemed to be really fine, he gradually calmed down.

"nothing."

Yu Youchu let out a long breath, then looked up at Han Jiadong seriously.

"That night, was it you who saved me?" (End of this chapter)