Pirates began to dominate the Chinese entertainment industry.

"You don't need to worry about that. I've already prepared the funds to start my company." Old Wei was afraid that Ji Yun might not want to sell again, so he wanted to finalize the deal as soon as possible.

Ji Yun snorted coldly, appearing extremely distressed and reluctant.

But he secretly reached out a hand and quietly pinched Manager Liao's arm.

Shut your mouth and get on with the job!

I'm about to burst out laughing!

"Ah!" Manager Liao was suddenly pinched and cried out in surprise. He turned around and saw Ji Yun's urging gaze, and immediately realized what was happening.

"Okay, okay, let's proceed with the process. Mr. Wei's loan will be credited to his account tomorrow." Manager Liao quickly prepared the contract that had already been drafted.

With a few minor modifications, the two contracts were placed in front of the two individuals.

Ji Yun let go of Liu Shishi, who looked reluctant to part.

Then, he reluctantly signed his name on it, but secretly he was pleased.

Wei Laodeng accepted the contract with a smile and laughed heartily, unaware that he was about to suffer a huge loss.

"Very good, the deal is done. The funds will be transferred to your account, Ms. Ji, tomorrow."

With Manager Liao's cooperation and witnessing, the transaction was quickly completed.

730 million in hand!

A 10-minute performance can earn you 30 to 50 yuan, which is barely acceptable.

Ji Yun was too lazy to pay any more attention to Wei Laodeng. After a few simple words, she agreed to hand over the room in three days and immediately asked him to leave without even pouring him a cup of tea.

After the unwelcome guest left, Ji Yun asked Secretary Liu to make Manager Liao a cup of tea to express his gratitude for working overtime late into the night.

"I still have to take people to see the apartment; they're already waiting for me there," Manager Liao waved his hand, as if to say, "I can still work hard."

Looking at the thinning hair on his head, Ji Yun said politely, "Manager Liao, please take good care of yourself."

Manager Liao said confidently, "I jog five kilometers every day, and I'm in good shape."

A middle-aged man, working overtime late into the night, jogs five kilometers...

These elements seem so familiar.

Manager Liao bowed and accepted the tea offered by Liu Shishi. After taking a few sips, he couldn't wait to pick up the house key given to him by Ji Yun and set off to take the next group of clients to see Ji Yun's house.

After seeing the guests off, Ji Yun slumped onto the sofa to rest.

Liu Shishi moved gracefully behind Ji Yun, massaging his shoulders to relax him. She lowered her head, her long, flowing hair cascading over his shoulders, and whispered in his ear:

"What would you like to drink? Black tea, green tea, or Tieguanyin?"

Liu Shishi turned her head to the side, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Ji Yun.

"I want to drink coffee."

"what?"

"What, you don't have it?"

Yes, I'll go downstairs and buy it for you now.

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After lunch in the afternoon.

The meeting room of Tiandao Culture.

The five people borrowed from Tang were sitting inside waiting for the meeting, but they looked extremely impatient and disgusted with the place.

The photographer, who looked the oldest, spoke first: "Why lend us to this lousy company, especially one that makes pirated goods? It's bad luck."

His Cantonese accent was obvious, suggesting he was among the first group of people to follow Cai Yinong north to film.

"Exactly, what good projects could there be here? I've got offers from other film crews, double the pay. But now I'm stuck in this lousy production crew, getting a fixed salary from the company. It's really bad luck." The prop master's eyes lit up. "How about we pull some strings?"

"What do you want to do?" The other four looked over curiously.

"Hey, if we prevent that young guy from filming, we can leave," the prop master chuckled mischievously.

"...Okay. Let's not say anything when we get there, and let's try to get back as soon as possible."

The five of them reached a tacit understanding in private.

A few minutes later, Ji Yun pushed open the door and came in, sitting at the head of the table.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw that the others were either slumped over, spacing out, or playing mobile games, completely ignoring him as the director.

After a moment's thought, he understood the reason.

He didn't speak to them, but turned to the door and called out, "Shishi, come in and distribute the documents."

"Coming!" Shishi replied from outside.

As she spoke, she jogged in, took the documents from Ji Yun, and gave him a playful, almost coquettish, glare before turning away. "You're calling me that right in front of you? You're so lazy!"

Afterwards, Secretary Liu Shishi personally handed out documents and scripts to the five people with a smile, and also poured each of them a cup of tea.

Her movements were skillful, bustling about like a dutiful wife.

The five filming staff from Tangren were initially arrogant, thinking this lousy company was second-rate, but now they were completely dumbfounded.

No, girl, which side are you on? You're the most beautiful snow lotus on our Tangren Iceberg! How come you're doing this work so well...?

Does Ms. Cai know?

Which bastard raised you to be like this?

"I am indeed humbled." Ji Yun sat leisurely at the head of the table, sipping tea and observing the expressions of the people present with a smile.

After Liu Shishi finished doing everything, she walked over to Ji Yun and sat down next to him, as if she were supporting her man.

After some criticism.

The five men looked at Ji Yun with caution, at least they sat up straight and their attitude improved significantly.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Ji Yun slowly spoke:

"Our film has a production budget of 200 million, post-production budget of 50, and marketing budget of 50."

Excluding film fees, but for those guest stars, round-trip transportation, food and accommodation expenses have to be covered, which is probably close to 100,000.

This story involves many scenes and a lot of travel, and it took more than a month for our group of more than ten people to cover transportation and accommodation...

The five people were stunned, unable to believe their ears.

A production budget of 200 million for a movie? Are you kidding me?

Other expenses don't even include the fixed costs of filming, such as renting equipment and buying film, which can also cost millions.

There's also the cost of building and borrowing sets, and the cost of making and borrowing props...

They've never fought a war with such limited funds!

They've never heard of any god who could make a good movie with just two million dollars.

The five men were restless, and the most senior photographer immediately wanted to quit and was about to refuse.

Ji Yun raised her hand to stop her in advance, and then said:

"These are all easy to solve. We can find locations that don't cost money, and the actors can bring their own costumes, props, and makeup. It's the same for urban themes."

"...President Ji, these are just small parts. Putting aside everything else, the airplane scene alone...not to mention communicating with the airline to shoot on location, we at least need to build a set, the whole framework, so many seats, that alone will cost tens of thousands." Tangren's prop master frowned and said, "The budget is completely insufficient to support it, so why insist on shooting it?"

The five men's eyes were filled with disdain, thinking that this kid just had some spare money and was trying to show off.

Filming this movie was completely disrupting their private work schedules. The fact that they didn't turn against each other on the spot was already a favor to Liu Shishi, the top star sitting next to them.

Young man, have you ever made a movie? You're so naive, aren't you?

"Do we still need to build the airplane scene?" Ji Yun asked, looking puzzled.

"Why don't we just go to the aircraft maintenance base on the outskirts of Shanghai and find one? They have tons of decommissioned aircraft frames there. We can bribe the mechanics and they'll ask for a lot of money."

"..." The five people were speechless and choked with emotion.

Who taught you to make movies like this? With a brain like yours, how can you even make movies?

"What about the train?" the prop master persisted.