Reborn in the Chinese Entertainment Industry: My Childhood Sweetheart is Boss Yang

Back in his office, Gu Heng barely had time to sit down before getting down to business.

The first thing to do is send money.

Kang Honglei's account information had already been sent over. He's an honest man; he didn't even dare send a payment reminder, probably afraid of scaring away his only major client. Without hesitation, Gu Heng transferred seven million, not a penny less.

Next, we had to deal with those three rebellious sons.

Jing Chao, Zhang Xuan, and Wang Renjun, these three guys, rushed to Yuanjian like they were on steroids after the New Year.

"Godfather! Please accept my bow!"

In the office, the three of them were about to perform a full bow.

"Get lost, don't give me that crap." Gu Heng kicked them away with a look of disgust. "Have you even read the script?"

"I've seen it!"

Jing Chao patted his chest and declared, "Old Gu, oh no, President Gu! This role of Cheng Cai is practically tailor-made for me! I absolutely have to play it well and not let you down!"

Stop talking nonsense.

"This film is incredibly tough. We have to shoot it in the deep mountains and forests of Yunnan, where conditions are extremely harsh. If any of you dare to act like spoiled brats there and Director Kang sends you back, I'll break your legs right away."

"Don't worry!" Wang Renjun pushed up his glasses. "We're going to be soldiers, not to be pampered."

"Alright, that's good." Gu Heng waved his hand. "Go ahead, the car is already waiting downstairs. It will take you directly to the train station."

Watching his three roommates leave with their bags on their backs, Gu Heng felt a surge of fatherly pride.

These three leeks are finally about to start growing strong. Once this show airs, their net worth will skyrocket, creating even more money trees. They'll be so happy!

After seeing his roommate off, Gu Heng knew it was time to leave.

Although filming for the Hengdian scenes of "Wang Zhaojun" has wrapped up, those were only scenes set in the palace. The real highlights, the scenes after Zhaojun's departure for the border, will still need to be filmed on location in Inner Mongolia.

Director Chen Jialin is a tough guy; in pursuit of realism, he went to the Inner Mongolian grasslands in the dead of winter.

But there was nothing he could do; after all, the director was the real boss, and Gu Heng was just an actor. Even though he was a big shot who brought his own funding to the project, he still had to be professional, right?

A few days later, in Hulunbuir Grassland, Inner Mongolia.

At this time, the grassland was truly a thousand miles of ice and snow. As far as the eye could see, it was a vast expanse of white, and the wind felt like knives cutting into your face.

"I can't take it anymore... Gu Heng, I'm freezing to death..."

Yang Mi was wrapped up like a dumpling, with only her eyes showing, shivering in the nanny van. She was covered in heat packs and held a hot water bottle in her hands, but it still couldn't keep out the biting cold.

"Look at you, so pathetic." Although Gu Heng complained, his actions betrayed him as he took out one of his military overcoats and covered her with it. "Warm yourself up quickly, we have to film a horseback riding scene later."

Yang Mi sniffled and looked at Gu Heng pitifully: "Could you ask the director to change the horseback riding to riding in a carriage? My butt is being bounced around like it's going to split into eight pieces."

"You wish," Gu Heng rolled his eyes at her. "If Zhaojun went to the border in a Mercedes-Benz, wouldn't she be torn to shreds by the audience?"

Just as the two were arguing, an SUV, kicking up snow dust, pulled up wildly next to the film crew.

The car door opened, and a man with black-rimmed glasses, a buzz cut, and a shrewd look jumped out.

"Oh dear! Mr. Gu! This place is really hard to find!"

The person who arrived was Ning Hao, who had just achieved legendary status with "Crazy Stone".

Gu Heng was somewhat surprised. Why was this guy not enjoying his flowers and applause in Beijing, but running to this godforsaken place?

"What's wrong? Why aren't you enjoying your flowers and applause in Beijing? What are you doing in this godforsaken place?" Gu Heng tossed him a bottle of mineral water.

Ning Hao turned on the tap, took a sip of water, and chuckled, "I was just missing you, wasn't I? Besides, I haven't been idle either. After making money with 'Stone,' I figured I couldn't get carried away; I needed to settle down and get back to some art."

Gu Heng's lips twitched.

He knew Ning Hao would definitely get involved in art, but he didn't expect it to be so early; it had only been a short time since Stone was born!

"My notebook is called 'Green Grassland'!"

Before Gu Heng could answer, Ning Hao excitedly said, "I was just thinking of coming to check it out in person, Mr. Gu! This grassland is absolutely amazing! That desolation, that loneliness, it's practically a breeding ground for art!"

Gu Heng cursed inwardly: What kind of artistic breeding ground is this?!

The movie "Green Grassland" in my past life had good reviews and won many awards, but it didn't do well at the box office!

But Gu Heng isn't short of money right now. Besides, supporting a talented director like Ning Hao and letting him unleash his artistic talents from time to time is quite necessary. As long as he makes money for his father in commercial films, losing a little money on art is no big deal.

"Alright, stop with the nonsense," Gu Heng interrupted his long-winded explanation. "How much do you want?"

Ning Hao rubbed his hands together and held up five fingers: "This amount... three million, not much, right?"

"Here you go." Gu Heng didn't even blink. "But I have one condition."

"Go ahead! Don't just say one, ten will do!" Ning Hao now sees Gu Heng as his second parents.

"After you finish this movie, come back and make commercial films. Stop thinking about those artsy, pretentious ideas all the time; the company needs to eat."

Gu Heng said earnestly, "Also, if this film wins an award, great. If it doesn't, you'd better go make a film called 'GG' to pay off your debts!"

"Alright! Just you wait and see!" Ning Hao was overjoyed.

Watching Ning Hao's cheerful figure disappear into the distance, Gu Heng shook his head helplessly.

The entertainment industry is a strange circle. Directors all want to be artists and look down on money. But when they're broke, they're all more willing to kneel down than anyone else.

The real big shots are never the celebrities posing on the red carpet, nor the directors pontificating. They are capitalists like me, clutching our checkbooks and watching these people jump around like monkeys.

"Gu Heng, what brings Director Ning here?" Yang Mi peeked her head out from under her coat, her big eyes full of curiosity.

"He's here to cause trouble." Gu Heng pulled her coat tighter. "Never mind him, let's get ready, it's our turn to go on stage."

"Okay, okay! You nagging devil!"

Amidst the wind and snow, two magnificent horses galloped out. Gu Heng was clad in military attire, while Yang Mi wore a red robe. In this vast expanse of heaven and earth, the two seemed to have truly traversed a thousand years, enacting that timeless epic.

However, the art style is a little off track.

"Gu Heng, slow down! I'm going to fall!"

"You never exercised when I told you to, now you know you're useless, right?"

"Ugh! Gu Heng, you bastard! You're not getting into bed with me tonight!"

"Fine, I won't go. I have heating anyway!"

Director Chen Jialin, watching the monitor from a distance, nodded in satisfaction: "Great! The emotions are spot on! This is the feeling of love-hate relationship!"

The staff member next to him looked exasperated: Director, are you sure this is acting, or just a couple flirting?