Reborn in the Chinese Entertainment Industry: You're a Director, But You're a Casanova?

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At the same time, Liu Yifei ran to the opposite side and was about to knock on the door when the door opened from the inside. Li Yun'er was carrying a thermos and was about to pour water.

"Yifei, why are you out in the middle of the night?" Lee Yoon-ah asked, somewhat surprised.

"Yoona unnie, my mom has diarrhea and has taken over the bathroom. Can I borrow your room to use the toilet?"

"Go quickly."

As Liu Yifei rushed into the bathroom, Li Yun'er keenly sensed that something was wrong. She glanced at the door of the room opposite and saw a pair of familiar plastic slippers at the doorway.

Then, recalling what Liu Yifei had just said about her mother having diarrhea and occupying the bathroom, Li Yun'er instantly connected all the clues in her mind.

The little princess, who had grown up listening to gossip and sensational stories about tycoons, widened her eyes and instantly realized what was happening, almost bursting out laughing.

My goodness, Director Liu is too wild!

And what if Sisi finds out that the slippers weren't hidden properly?

She quietly took the slippers back to her room.

After Liu Yifei finished using the restroom, she hurriedly prepared to go back.

Lee Yoon-ah grabbed her and dragged her onto her bed, earnestly trying to deceive her.

"Yifei, don't go back. Your mother has diarrhea, and going back now will only embarrass her. Just sleep here and don't worry about her."

"But my mom..."

"Don't worry."

"You go to sleep first. I'll go check on her later and tell her to drink more hot water."

"In South Korea, most people are still awake at this hour."

After calming Liu Yifei down, Li Yun'er looked at the slippers and a mischievous smile crept onto her lips.

Director Liu, I've finally got my hands on your weakness.

……

In the bathroom of the opposite room, Niu Yuehua felt that Liu Xiaoli was unusually cooperative tonight. The taboo feeling of walking a tightrope on the edge of a cliff brought their emotions to a peak.

The demonic seed frantically devoured the dopamine produced by this dangerous edge, and Niu Yuehua was completely satisfied.

This was a good deal.

……

Several days later, at 2 a.m.

The Initial D crew wrapped up filming. As the script supervisor struck the clapperboard for the last time, the director of photography waved his hand, and several assistants immediately stepped forward to cover the two expensive cameras with dehumidifier covers.

The production manager stood next to the generator, calculating numbers on a calculator.

There's an unspoken rule in his production team: the budget approved by headquarters is fixed, but when filming overseas, as long as the book costs can be reduced, a considerable portion of the remaining money will flow into the director's personal pocket under other pretexts.

"There's no need to reshoot the night scene tomorrow night. Inform the lighting team to take all those lights away."

The director gave instructions to his assistant in Cantonese.

"I have already contacted a logistics company in Tokyo and arranged for a large truck to come up the mountain at 8 a.m. tomorrow to take away the equipment that was rented out three days earlier than planned."

"Just the rental fees, insurance premiums, and generator fuel costs alone can save hundreds of thousands."

The assistant was taken aback.

"Director, but Director Liu said that we might need to shoot some more scenes."

"Am I the producer, or is he the producer?"

The director glared at the assistant.

"He's from mainland China, making low-budget films. He has no idea how much film cameras and prime lenses cost."

"If this machine stays on the mountain for even one more day, the insurance premiums alone would be enough to buy a car."

"Go make the call right away, and pick them up promptly at 8 a.m. tomorrow."

Not far away, next to the stage crew's vehicle, Liu Yuehua was squatting on the ground, feeding a stray cat that had appeared out of nowhere with his leftover boxed lunch.

Liu Yuehua gave the production manager the look of someone looking at someone mentally challenged; he had already learned Cantonese during the flu season.

Moreover, in his eyes, the production manager's act of prematurely removing production tools for the sake of reasonable losses of a few hundred thousand was simply wasteful.

The crew finally managed to clear out all the local bullies in Gunma Prefecture. With so many free real-life locations covering the mountains and fields, plus these German lenses representing the highest level of current industrial technology, it would be a waste not to shoot as much footage as possible.

Just two days after arriving in Gunma Prefecture, he had already figured out the script for the upcoming shoot by observing the surrounding terrain.

There's a lake, mountain roads, forests, and hotels right next to Gunma Prefecture.

With so many excellent ingredients gathered together, it would be a shame not to cook a dish.

If the equipment is all taken away by tomorrow morning, then this plan to get something for nothing will completely fall through.

Should I confront the production manager? Or should I assert my authority as the director and force the project to continue?

No, that would not only be a waste of breath, but would also give the director an excuse to accuse the director of abusing the budget.

If Huanya calls to check the accounts, it will cause a lot of trouble.

Liu Yuehua strolled leisurely to the logistics vehicle, pulled out two bottles of discounted sake that the crew had bought locally, and took a few decent-looking apples from the plate before heading down the mountain.

……

2:30 a.m.

Yamamoto was awakened by a knock on the door. He looked at Liu Yuehua, who was carrying sake outside the door. Although he was so sleepy that he wanted to hit someone, he still forced a fake smile.

This is the god of wealth that brings 2500 billion yuan to the GDP of Shuima County.

Yamamoto invited Liu Yuehua into the room.

"Director Yamamoto, the filming went smoothly, but Gunma Prefecture's image may soon face a serious public relations crisis."

Liu Yuehua placed the sake on the table, looking very serious.

The Japanese are actually quite knowledgeable about the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. If Yamamoto is still somewhat clear-headed, then at this moment he should probably, perhaps, possibly, recall that all the persuaders in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms used this kind of rhetoric when they entered the enemy camp.

Yamamoto was startled and woke up from his drowsiness.

"What can Yuehua teach me?"

Liu Yuehua started making up nonsense.

"Mr. Yamamoto, as you know, Jay Chou's 'Seven Mile Fragrance' MV and 'Initial D' have now entered the most crucial stage of capturing natural space."

"What we want to show all of Asia is Gunma Prefecture, a pristine landscape with absolutely no industrial pollution, clear waters, and vast natural beauty. This is crucial in determining whether millions of our fans will come here to travel and make purchases next year."

Yamamoto nodded repeatedly.

"Yuehua-kun is right. We attach great importance to this part of the promotion; Gunma Prefecture has very beautiful natural scenery."

"But I just received a message from logistics that there was a communication failure due to language issues."

"Several heavy-duty diesel logistics trucks will drive up Mount Akina at 8 a.m. tomorrow."

Liu Yuehua looked very sad.

"Director Yamamoto, you are aware of the emissions from those heavy-duty diesel vehicles; they not only destroy the mist in the mountains."

"The noise of the trucks also disturbs the birds in the mountains."

"If this scene happens to be captured by the accompanying Taiwanese media, and is accompanied by a headline claiming that Gunma Prefecture is falsely advertising serious pollution from heavy industry, your achievements in tourism revitalization will likely be greatly diminished."

This kind of rhetoric is deadly to any bureaucrat, no matter where they are.

Environmental protection, cultural tourism image, and media exposure.

"That's absolutely unacceptable."

"Now is a crucial time for tourism revitalization and promotion. How can we allow heavy diesel trucks to go up the mountain and damage the environment?"

Liu Yuehua then handed over a glass of sake.

"I'm not in a hurry, I can just wait a few more days."

"I'm just worried that the people below won't understand and will insist on doing things recklessly. Actually, with a little flexibility..."

……

The next morning at 7:50, the production manager was already waiting at the entrance for the logistics company's truck.

However, at 8 o'clock sharp, what arrived was not a large truck from the logistics company, but a Gunma Prefecture police car with flashing lights.

Two traffic police officers walked down with serious expressions, holding a stack of notices stamped with an official seal, and posted them directly at the entrance of the mountain road.

"Officer, what does this mean? Our truck is still waiting to come up the mountain!"

The production manager quickly went up to them and had the translator ask questions.