Huayu: Are you even sitting up straight? You're going to be the director?

Chapter 97 Divine Arrival! He's Not the Director at All
"Director Cao is really... young and impetuous."

As soon as Cao Zhong entered the banquet hall, Wang Zhonglei spoke first and even clapped his hands.

After clapping twice and seeing that no one reacted, he could only reluctantly put his hands down.

Han Sanpin glanced at Cao Zhong, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything.

Wang Changtian quickly chimed in, trying to make his presence felt.

"Everyone can see Director Cao's sincere intentions. He only criticized this kind of dross, which is already the greatest tolerance he can show. I have to thank Director Cao. Tomorrow, I will have many topics to discuss on my 'Entertainment Live' show."

Wang Changtian was afraid that his value wouldn't be discovered, and he still had a strong ability to spread public opinion.

It is unknown whether Cao Zhong knew that Guangming had been encouraging his speech during this period.

But if he casually mentioned it, he might leave an impression on Cao Zhong, which would be a good thing.

Yu Dong was about to cry, but those two sentences made him laugh again.

Cao Zhong is quite tolerant; go and talk to those two directors who are emotionally stable.

No, if you include Jiang Wen and him, all four are quite stable.

Cao Zhong greeted everyone and they introduced themselves.

"Thank you all for coming to support us. Cao Zhong is truly honored."

Even among these people who can shake the entertainment industry, their interactions are often merely formalities.

At first, it was just a few words of mutual compliments and a chat about the box office performance of "Nanjing Photo Studio".

The conflict over the film's release schedule might have caused some competition for interests between them, but since it all came to Cao Zhong, these things were of no importance.

They were all very clear about their purpose in coming.

Apart from Cao Zhong, none of the others matter.

Yu Dong was quite envious. While chatting with Wang Zhongjun, he sighed, "Congratulations, Mr. Wang, on raking in nearly 400 million yuan at the box office with Director Cao."

These words left Wang Zhongjun completely stunned: "I also wish Mr. Yu's 'The Sun Also Rises' great success!"

Basically, they were stabbing each other in the heart repeatedly.

But he always had a big smile on his face, which was quite amusing.

In the middle of the event, Cao Zhong brought over the main cast and exchanged a few pleasantries with everyone. This was commonplace for Huang Xiaoming and Xu Zheng, but it was the first time for Zu Feng and Hai Qing.

Hai Qing was at most a second-tier actress before, but this wave of popularity has skyrocketed.

I was also able to exchange a few words with a group of bigwigs and offer them a few drinks.
Under the influence of alcohol, Hai Qing, for reasons unknown, strode towards Cao Zhong, looked at him affectionately, and whispered:
"Director Cao, I'm not your senior sister tonight, not at this celebration banquet..."

Under everyone's gaze, she knelt down on one knee, placed her right hand on her left shoulder, and shouted loudly:
"You are my god!"

After Hai Qing finished speaking, the entire banquet hall fell silent.

This scene astonished everyone present, and even some reporters who were allowed in were frantically flashing their cameras.

Some people started to cheer.

Cao Zhongdu felt a little embarrassed and hurriedly told Hai Qing to get up.

Xu Zheng watched Hai Qing's actions thoughtfully. He thought he was already good at flattery, and even surpassed Huang Xiaoming in skill.

I never expected there would be something even stronger.

This is a trick that Xu Zhenglai couldn't pull off.

All I can say is that I admire you.

Jing Tian and Lu Zheng also looked surprised and exchanged a glance.

"Sweetie, learn more! There's no end to learning! These are all your predecessors."

Lu Zheng thought of Huang Xiaoming's article reposts and Xu Zheng's numerous article reposts, and seeing Hai Qing kneeling and worshipping the gods, he couldn't help but remind him.

Jing Tian blinked his two big eyes, seemingly lost in thought.

Yang Mi suddenly realized just how popular her secret boyfriend was.

Their faces immediately tensed up.

Yang Mi saw the adoration in Hai Qing's eyes when she was 29, and she also saw the gentle tenderness of a mature woman.

She turned her head again and saw Mei Ting, who, despite having dark circles under her eyes, had just gotten divorced. Mei Ting's gaze was also fixed on Cao Zhong.

Turning his head again, he saw the angel investor junior sister's intense gaze fixed on Cao Zhong.

"The old, the young, the divorced, now they're all here."

Yang Mi's mind was in a mess.

Cao Zhong seized the opportunity to chat with Yang Mi for a few minutes: "There will be a new movie coming out soon, and you will be the female lead."

Yang Mi's eyes lit up immediately; her husband was the best.

"Really?"

"More real than real gold!" Cao Zhong said. "I think it will greatly help improve your popularity with the public, even if you don't have many scenes."

“Even a pendant will do,” Yang Mi said excitedly. “Even if it’s just for ten minutes or so, and it makes a few hundred million at the box office, I’ll be completely satisfied.”

Cao Zhongdao said, "My scene will probably last about two minutes."

Yang Mi was so angry she wanted to bite someone: "Two minutes counts as the female lead?" "Of course!" Cao Zhong said, "You're the only woman in the entire movie, and you're featured throughout!"

Yang Mi angrily clenched her little fist and said through gritted teeth, "You'll be sorry tonight."

On the other end, watching Cao Zhong and Yang Mi chat for a few moments, Jing Tian suddenly felt a sense of irritation for some reason.
She kicked a table leg in anger, almost falling over from the pain.

In the middle of the conversation, Cui Xinqin came over and said something to Cao Zhong, relaying Principal Zhang's words and also mentioning that Zhang Huijun had given a collective lecture to the directing and cinematography departments. Cao Zhong was amused.

Sure enough, after winning, the principal personally debated the scriptures for him.

What was wrong before has finally become wrong.

This is also a kind of art.

"By the way, Professor Jiang asked me to tell you to stop speaking out against Lu Chuan. Your box office results are too high; they've even made the kids depressed."

"Professor Jiang?"

"The fourth generation of directors, Jiang Shixiong, was Lu Chuan's teacher."

Cao Zhongdao said, "I understand. As long as Lu Chuan remains calm."

Cui Xinqin said, "Lu Chuan has someone behind him."

Cao Zhongdao asked, "Is it that impressive?"

“It’s mainly because there are so many people.”

"Is he as good as Wang Anren?" Cao Zhong said. "Don't worry, teacher, I don't care about that guy. As long as he behaves himself and stays quiet, I naturally won't do anything to him. I'm a good person. If he needs it, I can even help him revise the script."

Having successfully completed her mission, Cui Xinqin asked, "What are you planning to do next?"

"Three new plays have been prepared."

Cui Xinqin's face showed surprise, "Three parts?"

"One film was for the Olympic bid, another was to help China Film Group establish a system for 'Nanjing Photo Studio,' and the third was to be filmed by myself."

“Although you are doing very well now, don’t offend too many people,” Cui Xinqin said. “There will always be people who will try to trip you up behind your back.”

Cao Zhong smiled and said, "Oh, teacher, don't worry about me. Don't you know what kind of person I am? I'm very honest."

Cui Xinqin sighed and pretended to believe her.

Cao Zhong narrowed his eyes and looked at the crowd gathering around him. He thought of Huang Bo's words: "When you succeed, everyone around you will be a good person."

Cao Zhong didn't actually care whether these people were good or bad.

For example, Huayi, its earlier works were already heavily criticized in their later stages.
Wang Changtian, the director of Guangxian Media Group, is also frequently criticized for being selfish and hogging the profits.
Bona Film Group's Yu Dong was so caught up in the rhythm of patriotic films that he almost went bankrupt because of a 1 billion yuan investment in "Operation Jiaolong".

But Cao Zhong knew that he also needed to weave a huge web around himself, like a spider, even if that web was maintained with money.

Only in this way can Cao Zhong resist.

The establishment of a new order in art requires the complete collapse of the old order, and the competitive transfer of power in the art field also needs to be supported by a strong market. Everyone needs to step on the gas together.

If someone wants to make a quick buck, then let them make a quick buck.

As long as it does not harm Cao Zhong's own interests within his expectations.

He wouldn't mind stepping on the gas pedal as hard as he could.

In this time of crisis, it would be rather boring to limit ourselves to conflicts of interest with others, such as criticizing Wang Zhonglei's double plugs or attacking Feng Xiaogang's skin disease.

Wasn't it quite amusing that Wang Zhonglei was clapping like an idiot just now?

As he thought about it, Cao Zhong suddenly realized that he had been thinking quite a lot.

He doesn't seem to be a director.
Even his stance wasn't always aligned with the director; otherwise, he wouldn't have considered building a film industry system.
The director-centric system in small workshops is the best way to make money.

Take, for example, a straw hat that costs six thousand US dollars.

Take, for example, Jet Li, who earns a film fee of 100 million yuan.

But he is not a source of capital now.
However, compared to the open and covert attacks from the captain and Wang An, these so-called capitalists in front of them were obviously much more endearing.

You'll never achieve anything by associating with those scoundrels.

But these people might be able to do it.

He needs to stand taller, broaden his perspective, and take a long-term view.

Although fighting rare diseases is expensive and you can't keep doing it all the time, you can always take it slow. But if other people are speaking up for you, it doesn't seem like a bad thing.
A team needs to be formed.

The art world is a very complex and unpredictable place; neither those groups nor these groups can fully grasp it.

But you can use money to take these people with you.

Let the RMB be a beacon, its red light guiding the world.
but……

The affairs of this world are for me to handle alone.

Looking at the luxurious decorations of the banquet hall, Cao Zhong thought to himself.

"Oh, no, there's also Han Sanpin."

But it didn't matter. After "Nanjing Photo Studio," he took to the mahjong table.

Americans, you may be a force to be reckoned with, but your terrorist attacks are slowly but surely coming.

(End of this chapter)