Superstars start from the Academy of Film and Television

Chapter 194 Small Company.

"I always want to have it again after I lose it, if time can go back"

Han Fei drove the car, and was speechless to Zhang Yue, who was sitting in the co-pilot with a smirk on his face: "I said, can we change the song? I've listened to it five times."

With Zhang Yue's pretty face lying on the car window, she suddenly turned her head and smiled at Han Fei: "What's the matter? Isn't this song yours? Someone can appreciate your music, shouldn't they be happy?"

Han Fei was depressed for a while. This girl felt that she was completely different from before. It seemed that she could do whatever she could to make him change. Could this be the so-called vindictive personality?
Seeing that Han Fei stopped talking, Zhang Yue muttered, "It's boring." She turned off the music, and then began to look at the car: "Isn't this car cheap?"

"It's not too expensive, it's about 180 million." Han Fei replied casually.

Zhang Yue frowned slightly: "As expected of the person I like, this tone is the same as when I went to the vegetable market to buy a handful of leeks."

Han Fei's hands trembled, and he almost drove onto the curb: "Grandma, can you stop being so eccentric when you talk? Those who don't know think I've done something to you."

"Hmph." Zhang Yue didn't refute this time, and asked again: "Where are we going?"

Han Fei said helplessly: "You can't drink the wine last night for nothing, we have to get back to the place."

In fact, Zhao Mengru and Lao Fan are also discussing this matter. They were called at the door last night. Although they were scared away by their superb acting skills, it was after all a shame. How will they hang around in the circle in the future?
No, since the morning, there have been more than a dozen cars arriving at Zhao Mengru's villa, and the villa can't park, so they can only park in the public parking lot.

"No, Lao Zhao, Lao Fan, you have too few clues. There are too many middle-aged bald people. Who in the circle is not under pressure and turns upside down day and night. There are too many people, so it's hard to find. .” Fatty Fan’s voice could be heard through the wall.

Zhao Mengru glared at him: "You fat man, did you date a young girl again? Let me tell you, if you don't help us find that grandson today, you friend, we haven't made friends."

Fatty Fan became anxious when he heard this: "No, don't worry, I didn't say no to help, just wait, I'll ask someone to find you the photos of the producers who fit this characteristic that the company has worked with."

Someone smoothed things over and said: "That's right, just use this method, we are all brothers, you lose face, but you don't give us face, I want to see which bastard is impatient!"

So from the morning, Zhao Mengru and Lao Fan began to recognize the photos, but these photos are either ID photos or photos that have been photoshopped. In addition, there is a big difference between looking at real people and looking at photos, so it’s no big deal after two hours reward.

Just because of this, more than half of the film and television companies in the entire capital area are in chaos. Everyone is looking for a producer in the Mediterranean, and they don't know what it is, and they are all mysterious. They only know that the boss personally ordered it. Let HR search in the database, and even find out those who have a tendency to go bald recently.

As for the real Mediterranean, I was depressed all night last night. I took a group of people to drink until midnight, and then went to find the lady to vent my anger. I didn’t wake up until noon. When I arrived at the company, I heard that someone was looking for a half-bald Mediterranean. .

"There are so many strange things these days. What if you don't have enough fresh meat? Find half a bald man, why? Play Eisenhower?" Mediterranean took a sip of coffee, smiled, and didn't care.

But I heard the younger brother say: "I'm not looking for an actor, I heard that I'm looking for a producer, and I'm in a hurry."

Mediterranean Sea thumped for no reason.

On the other side, Han Fei drove to see that Zhao Mengru's villa was full of cars, so he could only drive to the parking lot first, and then come over.

Along the way, Zhang Yue looked at the single-row villa here with envy: "This is not the place where your golden house hides your beauty, right?"

"Come on, I'm Liu Xiahui who can sit still, so I still need Jinwu Zangjiao?" Han Fei rarely gained the upper hand in words.

When the doorbell rang, it was the nanny who opened the door, who also knew Han Fei, and invited him in. When they entered the garden, Zhao Mengru and Lao Fan saw that they were coming, as if they had seen a savior.

"Hey, kid, hurry up and see if that kid was in there last night."

Han Fei was about to immerse himself in the search, when Zhang Yue suddenly said, "You don't need to look at the photo, I know his name and which company he is from."

Immediately, everyone's eyes were fixed on Zhang Yue, especially Fatty Fan, whose eyes were almost irritated.

Zhao Mengru warned after seeing it: "Fatty man, don't make bad ideas, Xiao Han is my brother."

Fatty Fan shrank his neck, and said with a sneer, "It's impossible. See what you said. I'm sorry. I'm just a rotten person."

Zhang Yue forced a smile, she had seen this kind of look a lot, and subconsciously wanted to hide behind Han Fei, but Han Fei took her hand to meet her.

Sure enough, Fatty Fan never looked at her like that again.

"Not bad, boy, no wonder he refused to come and live at home last night." Seeing Han Fei and Zhang Yue holding hands, Zhao Mengru couldn't help but smirked.

Han Fei almost didn't come up in one breath, this dead old man was too broken, and he didn't know who it was last night, so he refused to let him in.

Sure enough, Zhang Yue's nails were touched in Han Fei's hand, but looking at her coquettish eyes, it seemed that she was more joyful than angry.

"I only know that his surname is Tu, and he is the producer of New Star of the Century." Zhang Yue has actually met many famous people, including company executives, senior agents, and advertisers, but none of them lead him There was a lot of pressure on her. These people seemed to be quite ordinary, and some of them were not as expensive as one of her clothes, but the aura in their gestures was all at the level of a big boss.

Zhang Yue really wanted to ask Han Fei, who were these people, and it was difficult to speak in front of so many people.

After hearing Zhang Yue's words, these people thought for a while: "What kind of company is Century New Star? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"Is it from our circle? I haven't heard of it either."

Zhang Yue's ears were burning when he heard this. Although Century New Star is not a top-notch entertainment company, the resources at hand are pretty good. Their company has cooperated with Century New Star a lot. Can this group of people do it?Could it be that the attitude of the boss is all pretending?
At this moment, a middle-aged man suddenly heard a slap on the forehead: "Fuck, Century Rising Star? I remembered, I seem to have invested in such a company a few years ago, wait for me to ask."

When Zhao Mengru heard this, he became anxious: "Okay, old Fang, it turns out that he belongs to your boy."

Lao Fang made a phone call and scolded the other end until he sneered at Zhao Mengru and Lao Fan: "No, you two, please listen to my explanation first, I really don't know about it, it was a few years ago A company owned by a friend said that it lacked tens of millions of start-up funds, and asked me to take part in it. Over the years, I only received dividends, and I have never been to their company once."

The culprit was found, and everyone slammed Lao Fang with verbal criticism. Lao Fang's forehead was sweating, and he kept explaining.

Zhang Yue was stunned to see that Century New Star had such a behind-the-scenes investor, and the Century New Star she usually looked up to was actually just a small company in this group of people?

(End of this chapter)