Huayu: This celebrity doesn't follow the rules.

Chapter 76 Company Trivial Matters and the Fairy's Anger (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
"Hahaha, boss, you're so talented! This joke is hilarious! Even programmers would cry if they heard it!"

She laughed so hard her shoulders shook, and she even managed to squeeze out a few tears. "It's so funny, really!"

Jiang Ye: "..."

After joining the drama troupe, this girl seems to have developed some acting skills!
He looked at Bailu, whose face practically screamed "I'm trying my best to support her," and felt a little annoyed.

That's enough, isn't it?

Jiang Ye reached out and pinched her still trembling cheeks, gently pulling them apart. "Your mouth is almost stretched to your ears. You're really into the role."

"Ouch, ouch, ouch!"

Bai Lu slapped his hand away, rubbed her cheek, and muttered, "This time it's really funny..."

The red light turned green, and the cars behind honked their horns loudly.

The egret stuck its head out and muttered, "In a hurry to be reincarnated, huh!"

Then she quickly shrank back, turned her head and fawned over Jiang Ye, saying, "It was already funny... Besides, the most important thing is that the boss is happy."

Jiang Ye: "..."

He leaned back in his seat, watching the street scene flash by outside the window, and couldn't help but smile again.

On his phone, Fang Yinggang sent a message: "Come to the company at 10 a.m. tomorrow to discuss the details of the share swap."

The car had just stopped at the entrance of Beijing Film Academy, and Jiang Ye hadn't even put his hand down from his seatbelt when Bai Lu pushed open the car door and jumped out. She went around to the trunk, pulled out a gift box with the words "Changzhou Specialty" printed on it, and jogged back to the passenger side.

"Boss, I'm going back to my hometown tomorrow." She handed over the gift box. "These are some hemp cakes and dried radishes that my mom sent. They're local specialties. Try them."

Jiang Ye took the gift box; it felt quite heavy in his hand.

He glanced at the egret; the girl's eyes were bright and sparkling, and her cheeks were flushed from running fast, making her more pleasing to the eye than her usual boisterous self.

“Boss,” Bai Lu suddenly sniffed and lowered her voice, “I’m really lucky to have run into you while I was wandering around the library.”

She clutched the hem of her clothes and said, “You brought me into the industry, let me sing the theme song of ‘Princess’, let me join the drama troupe to learn opera from Teacher Li Xuejian, and even gave me the second female lead role in ‘Si Teng’… I know how rare these opportunities are.”

When she looked up, her eyes were misty, but she managed not to let them fall, and forced a slightly silly smile: "Don't worry, I will definitely work hard and not let you down."

Jiang Ye looked at her serious yet somewhat funny expression, and his heart softened for some reason.

He raised his hand and casually ruffled her hair, messing up her neat bangs: "Okay, go in."

"Yes!" Bai Lu had just responded when Jiang Ye added, "The finance department will transfer 5 to you tomorrow."

"Forty thousand?" Bai Lu suddenly looked up, her eyes wide. "No...you said fifty thousand?"

"Hmm." Jiang Ye withdrew his hand and put it in his pocket. "8000 is the salary paid in advance, 12,000 is the year-end bonus. The data for 'Princess Promotion' is good, so you get a share. The remaining 30,000 is the recording copyright revenue share for 'Cooling Down' over the past two months."

Before he could finish speaking, Bailu let out a "whoosh" and pounced on him, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist and burying her face in his chest, rubbing against him: "Boss, you're so good to me! I knew you loved me the most!"

The fresh scent of the girl's shampoo mixed with a hint of milk tea wafted over, and a soft, fluffy mass pressed against him, causing Jiang Ye to stiffen.

The car was heated, and Bailu wasn't wearing a coat. Through her thin shirt, I could feel the warmth of her hair tips, and a slightly unreal softness.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and he raised his hand to push her away, but the moment his fingertips touched her shoulder, he let go of her on his own, took a half-step back, and smiled brightly: "Then I'll be going now, boss! Happy New Year!"

"...Get out of here."

Jiang Ye turned his face away and walked into the campus.

The evening breeze lifted the hem of his clothes, and the faint fragrance from before had not yet dissipated.

He started cursing in his mind.

This little white roe deer, after all that build-up, with its tears and declarations of determination, didn't even flinch.

The moment they hear about money, they pounce on it faster than anyone else.

Damn it, people's hearts have changed.

He looked down and tugged at his crumpled clothes, but couldn't help but let a slight upturn of his lips.

The girl is quite well-endowed...

……

In the days that followed, Jiang Ye remained busy.

People in the company left one after another, but he still had to stand guard until the very end.

He first met with Yuan Shuang, then helped him change his stage name to "Cat Tree," gave him a few words of encouragement, and then put him into the cast of "Si Teng."

At this time, the crew of "Si Teng" had already set up a rough framework thanks to the efforts of his uncle, Lin Jianjun.

The location scouting was mostly completed, and the core team gradually arrived. Several of the assistant directors were veterans of Guangxian Media, having worked on box office hits like "Lost in Thailand" and "American Dreams in China," and were very familiar with the pacing and scene direction of commercial films.

Jiang Ye specifically instructed his uncle to let Mao Deshu learn from the assistant director team from scratch, and not just focus on the camera. He also needed to oversee the budget allocation and actor coordination within the team.

After all, being a good director is never just about being able to shoot pictures; Jiang Ye also needs to cultivate talents who can stand on their own as soon as possible.

He has many scripts in his mind; we can't let him film them all.

Just two days after Mao Deshu joined the crew, when Chen Xiang and his team came to visit, Jiang Ye specially prepared a banquet.

In addition to his uncle Lin Jianjun, Tian Zhuangzhuang was also invited to the private room.

After a few rounds of drinks, the conversation flowed freely, and the cooperation talks went exceptionally smoothly.

Jiang Ye invested 100 million yuan to acquire 30% of the shares of Chen Xiang's team's "Baoxiao Jianghu Culture Media," which can be considered as an angel round investment.

Of course, money isn't everything, nor is it what Chen Xiang's team values ​​most. Jiang Ye's resources and connections are the key to their team's rapid development.

He also gave Chen Xiang a bunch of scripts that would later become wildly popular. The ideas were simple and direct, with a natural ability to spread, and were obviously a trial piece prepared for low-budget filming.

This alone was enough to amaze Chen Xiang!

He also promised Chen Xiang that he would have some of his friends in the industry make cameo appearances.

For example, Meng Ziyi, Ou Hao, and others who have recently become very popular...

Or, after "The Left Ear" is released, Dudu could make a cameo appearance.

This is the advantage of having connections in the entertainment industry, and it's also Da Peng's favorite tactic!

This effect is excellent, enabling Chen Xiang's 6:30 team to develop even faster!
Of course, once the team achieves results, Jiang Ye will gradually expand the market share through resource exchange and additional investment. This cannot be rushed and must be done step by step.

In the last few days, he purchased another batch of gifts and delivered them to the teachers he had met at the school for the New Year.

The gift wasn't very expensive, but it was the thought that counted.

Also, Su Youpeng, Rao Xueman, Wei Yu, Gao Chuan, Li Xuejian, Ou Hao, Ma Sichun, Yu Menglong...

I sent a copy to everyone I had contacted or collaborated with.

Connections are built up over time. If you don't maintain them regularly, why would others help you when it matters most?
You can't just contact someone when you need help...

By early February, he had finally put these matters to rest and was ready to go home for the Chinese New Year.

My mother has been calling me three times a day lately, nagging me a lot.

He bought a plane ticket to Chongqing for tomorrow and will spend the Spring Festival at his uncle's house this year!
……

China Academy of Art Xiangshan Campus, Hangzhou
The crew of "Love Through a Millennium"

The Republican-era buildings of the Academy of Fine Arts appeared bluish-gray in the twilight.

Zheng Shuang, wrapped in a down jacket, sat in the set of "Peace Cafe," while a prop gramophone played "Night Fragrance," creating a symphony with the constant vibrations of her WeChat notifications on her phone.

Binbin sent her a voice message, which she long-pressed to convert to text: "I just finished writing a new song in the studio, and I wanted to let you hear it first..."

Zheng Shuang's thumb hovered on the screen for three seconds before he finally replied with a yawning emoji.

Another message popped up, with the contact name "Pond Owner".

The smile on her face vanished instantly, and her fingertips paused for half a second before clicking.

"It's going to rain in Hangzhou, remember to have your assistant prepare an umbrella."

Zheng Shuang sneered, typing with increased force: "Why are you still messaging me? We've broken up."

"You can still be friends after breaking up."

"Give me a break," she replied quickly and sharply, "Does your confidante from Xinjiang know you have so much free time?"

"Nazha and I are just ordinary friends."

"Heh," Zheng Shuang scoffed at the screen, "Even if they're just ordinary friends, what does it have to do with me?"

She suddenly slammed her phone on the coffee table, causing a few drops of liquid to spill from the prop coffee cup.

The script supervisor was so startled that she took a half step back. After being glanced at by the woman, she hurriedly lowered her head to adjust the clapperboard.

"Xiao Shuang." Agent Yang Liu, carrying a Starbucks paper bag, lifted the cotton curtain and came in, the cold air carrying the scent of perfume hitting her face.

"Just bought it, drink it while it's hot."

Zheng Shuang held the warm cup to warm his hands, then looked up at her: "Sister Yang, are you really not coming with me?"

Yang Liu shook her head: "I've been with Tianyu for so many years, and all my connections are here. I don't want to move."

She paused, then looked at Zheng Shuang, "You can release the news on the 15th, right? After leaving Tianyu and starting your own studio, you'll have to handle everything yourself, big or small. Don't be as willful as before."

"Don't worry," Zheng Shuang tilted his head back and took a sip of coffee, "I'm getting tons of scripts for movies right now, so why would I be worried about not having any roles?"

Just as she finished speaking, Yang Liu's phone rang.

She answered the phone with a "hello," her face immediately darkening. After a few uttered "uh-huhs" and "yeahs," she hung up, her brows furrowed tightly.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Shuang keenly sensed that something was amiss.

Yang Liu took a deep breath, her voice heavy: "The lead role in 'Love O2O' that I contacted a few days ago... has been snatched away."

Zheng Shuang jumped up, not even noticing her down jacket slip off her shoulder: "What? Didn't Teacher Gu Man say she liked me a lot? How could she be stolen? Who was it?"

"Meng Ziyi".

"That guy who became famous for making trashy web series?"

Zheng Shuang's voice suddenly rose, and anger instantly surged in his eyes, "What right does she have?"

"It's still unclear who's behind her..."

She clenched her fists, her knuckles turning white. "Fine, you want to steal my role? I'll see just how capable you are."

"Xiao Shuang, don't do anything reckless!"

"I can't swallow this!"

(End of this chapter)