Rebirth of an unconventional director in the entertainment industry

Do you know any good restaurants nearby?

Huang Yiliang fastened his seatbelt and glanced at the flammable material in the rearview mirror.

He'll be spending four years at the Communication University of China, so it's essential for him to befriend a shrewd and resourceful guy like Yi Ran; you never know when you might need him.

"There are plenty of good restaurants near our school, but we probably won't be able to get a table right now. Let's go somewhere further away!" Yi Ran suggested.

Huang Yiliang nodded knowingly.

It's peak dining season now, so the good restaurants around the school are naturally very popular.

"Let's go to a restaurant I know!"

Most of the restaurants Huang Yiliang knew were near his home, and it took him more than half an hour to get there.

"Give me half a signature roast duck, braised pork ribs, steamed yellow croaker (without scallions), a stir-fried dish of bok choy, and a serving of your signature braised beef brisket."

Huang Yiliang skillfully ordered: "Oh, and rice too, a portion for three."

Wu Hao also ordered a stir-fried pork with shiitake mushrooms and a stewed beef tendon with potatoes.

"What do you want to eat?" Huang Yiliang asked Yi Ran.

"Whatever."

Yi Ran said somewhat reservedly, "You've already ordered so much, it's enough for the three of us."

He didn't even need to look at the menu; just by looking at the entrance and the decor, he knew the food at this restaurant must be expensive.

Huang Yiliang chuckled. The other party clearly didn't know his appetite. He waved to the waiter and ordered an extra braised ribbonfish and an extra stir-fried shrimp.

"Wow, Brother Liang, are you two really that rich? This meal must have cost at least three hundred yuan!"

Yi Ran swallowed hard, and Liang Zi became Brother Liang just like Wu Hao.

"This is just to treat you! We usually eat in the cafeteria too." Huang Yiliang skillfully handed Yi Ran a cigarette.

"Hehe, thank you for spending money, Brother Liang."

Yi Ran wasn't a pretentious person to begin with, and the three young men quickly started bragging about everything under the sun.

"Damn it! Mouse, so you're not even from our school. You keep calling me 'senior' so smoothly, I always thought you were a freshman at our Communication University of China."

Wu Hao chuckled: "I'm from the Beijing Film Academy, majoring in directing. Aren't you honored to meet my good friend?"

"What good friend? It's a brother, a half-brother." Yi Ran's eyes were practically glowing with excitement.

"Hey Hao, I mean, Hao-ge, how about you take me to visit your school sometime?"

obviously,

The fact that Beijing Film Academy has many beautiful girls is well-known throughout Beijing, at least among university students in the city.

"This is a minor issue. We'll continue setting up our stall at the Beijing Film Academy in a couple of days..."

Before Wu Hao could finish speaking, Yi Ran patted his chest and said, "I'd go through fire and water for you, Brother Hao! Quickly save my phone number, and remember to call me when the time comes."

Huang Yiliang shook his head speechlessly.

However, there are indeed relatively few forms of entertainment available nowadays.

Young people go to internet cafes for watching movies, listening to music, and other things, but internet cafes don't have many games.

They do indeed have excess energy and a short temper.

When checking out,

Yi Ran thought that Huang Yiliang would definitely not be able to finish all the dishes he ordered, but he found that Brother Liang's appetite was indeed quite amazing.

Huang Yiliang returned home.

Huang Haidong is incredibly efficient at any project that can generate money or recruit people.

This morning, before dawn, he had already bought a plane ticket and flown to Shenzhen.

This guy left Huang Yiliang several phone numbers, saying they were his good friends from Beijing Dance Academy and Peking University.

'Nini', 'Sissi', 'Feifei', 'Wenwen'

These are clearly girls' names.

Hey tui,

What decent person would only know female students from another school?

Huang Yiliang deeply admired him, but also deeply despised him.

He had barely sat down in the yard when his phone rang; it was the furniture store delivering the goods.

Huang Yiliang wasn't used to sleeping on the sofa bed in the living room, so he had already tidied up the storage room in the east wing a couple of days ago and bought a small bed and a desk to move there.

Huang Haidong is clearly an unreliable person in his daily life. His house has six rooms, and the father and son even have someone sleeping in the living room.

After tidying up the room, Huang Yiliang moved his computer over as well.

He wasn't worried that his father would check his computer's browser history; the main problem was that Huang Haidong had absolutely no awareness of cybersecurity and frequently downloaded videos of male-female confrontations to his computer. Nine out of ten of these video files contained viruses.

However, after next year, the national network bandwidth will be greatly upgraded, and then we will be able to watch videos online. Right now, watching videos online is as choppy as watching a PowerPoint presentation.

Next year will also be a year of explosive growth for various video websites, with Tudou.com, Funshion.com, PPTV, PPS Video and other video websites launching one after another.

However, this was not what Huang Yiliang cared about. Being the first to run does not guarantee victory, and the theory that pigs in the right place at the right time can fly does not apply to him.

Of course, it's still important to seize opportunities. Only a fool would miss out on something that offers twice the results with half the effort.

Internet companies are never competing on flashes of inspiration, but on who has the most resilience and the longest lifespan.

"Do you want to create a video website?" Zhou Mengdie suddenly asked.

Startled, Huang Yiliang couldn't help but curse, "Zhou Mengdie, you son of a bitch, can't you at least 'press' before you speak? Ghosts can scare people to death!"

"Oh—! I thought you'd get used to me!" Zhou Mengdie protested softly, "See, I've gotten used to you."

Huang Yiliang: '......'

Zhou Mengdie, a woman, was forced to be inside a man's body; thinking about it, this unlucky girl was actually quite pitiful.

"What do you want to ask?" Huang Yiliang's tone gradually softened.

Zhou Mengdie: "Video websites!"

"I have no money!" Huang Yiliang said irritably.

Video websites are extremely expensive to set up, both in the initial stages and during their development.

The key point is that in this era of rampant online piracy, video websites have no future; they will all become cannon fodder, happily picked up by later internet giants.

"If we don't have start-up capital, we can make money by making movies!" Zhou Mengdie suggested excitedly.

Huang Yiliang was too lazy to even roll his eyes.

"Won't!"

This time it was Zhou Mengdie's turn to roll her eyes. She was so self-righteous!

If you don't know how, then go learn!

"You can't, but I can!" Zhou Mengdie said weakly.

"Ha! Fine! You think you're so tough? Go ahead and try. If you can leave my body, I'll burn twenty catties of gold ingots as a token of my respect."

It's not that Huang Yiliang is unwilling to make movies, it's just that making movies is a very troublesome thing.

The script is easy, but assembling a filming team, filming, and post-production are all time-consuming and labor-intensive tasks, not to mention film promotion and finding distributors.

Moreover, since the money isn't received immediately after the film's release, it's normal for theaters to delay payment for a year or two.

Huang Yiliang's biggest shortage of time is time. He would rather spend that time finding a telecom agent to sell PHS phones.

"Then we can write songs, release records, and sell lyrics and music directly. Yes, we don't need to make movies; we can make money by selling scripts!" Zhou Mengdie's thinking was very unconventional.

Huang Yiliang suspects that she is no more than twenty-five years old.

"Hmm—! That's a way to make money. If you put it that way, can you even remember song lyrics and movie scripts?"

"I remember it, I remember it perfectly, I've got it all covered."

Zhou Mengdie danced excitedly in Huang Yiliang's mental world. She was now in a soul state, and all the things she had experienced were as vivid in her memory as if they were still on screen.

"What do you want to eat this afternoon?" Huang Yiliang asked abruptly.

"Huh?" Zhou Mengdie was a little unaccustomed to Huang Yiliang suddenly being so nice to her.

"How about spicy chicken? You didn't order any for me at lunchtime."

"Damn it, I can't handle spicy food, get another one!" Huang Yiliang regretted it; some women you just can't be too nice to.

"Then ice cream!" Zhou Mengdie suggested as a compromise.

"no problem!"

"Could you add my name to the songs and movie scripts?"

"no problem!"

Huang Yiliang readily agreed, saying that as long as you don't take a share of the money, you can use all the resources under your name.

Although these internet programmers are also just copycats.

But the thing is that after copying someone else's work, you still have to sign your own name on it.

Huang Yiliang felt very ashamed.

"That--!"

"Don't talk anymore, let me rest for a bit, let me catch my breath, okay?"

Huang Yiliang suspected that Zhou Mengdie must have been a chatterbox in the past.

"I'm bored!"

"Shut up! If you're bored, think about which songs and scripts to use. Don't go too far; make sure they fit the aesthetics of this era."