Huayu: Just started as a stagehand, but the director's comeback system

With several key agreements signed, and Jianghuai not having much going on lately, the photography team will definitely have to wait until the company is established and has the funds before negotiating; otherwise, everyone will probably think he's a fraudster.

During his free time, Jiang Huai came up with a lot of company names.

He rejected Dajiang Media, the first one. They already had a system, and he still believed in metaphysics. The name was too vague and unlikely to become popular.

The second one is Huaimou Media. Anyway, everyone outside says he is Director Zhang's student, so it wouldn't be too much to let him get involved. However, when Jiang Huai thought of Zhang Weiping, who was even more greedy than himself, he quickly dismissed the idea.

In the end, he settled on the name Yihuai Media.

"So what does your name mean? It's not my sister's Yi."

Because hiring someone to handle the procedures was too expensive, Jiang Huai dragged his aunt along to help him with the paperwork.

At that moment, Fu Lulu, who was running the company registration procedures with Jiang Huai, suddenly became curious about the meaning behind Jiang Huai's choice of this name. At first, she thought that Jiang Huai had suddenly become filial and wanted his sister to become a legal representative, so he chose this name.

She was originally going to persuade her sister and brother-in-law to create another alternate account, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be a Yi that wasn't her sister's name.

"What does this have to do with my mom? At most, it can be related to my dad. This name means I'm letting this off the hook because I'm willing to give up a little advantage. I'm not going to use the surname Jiang."

Jiang Huai felt more heartbroken than not making money; missing out on a way to make money was even more painful. So every time he saw the plaque at the company, it inspired him.

"Oh, you're so filial."

Fu Lulu twitched the corner of her mouth, somewhat wanting to get back the 100,000 yuan she had lent him, but Jiang Huai saw her look and immediately ran into the Industry and Commerce Bureau.

BJ Yihuai Culture Media Co., Ltd. has a registered capital of two million yuan and a paid-in capital of one hundred thousand yuan. Jianghuai promised the Administration for Industry and Commerce to make up the difference within one year.

As Jiang Huai stepped out of the Bureau of Industry and Commerce, he looked relaxed. After all, the 100,000 yuan was already the company's paid-in capital, and it would be illegal for him to withdraw it privately now.

Seeing the other party's shameless appearance, Fu Lulu kicked Jiang Huai once, but had no other choice. She wondered who this kid had learned from, since he used to listen to her in everything when he was a child.

Recalling the scene of bullying Jiang Huai to tears in her childhood, Fu Lulu now feels that she was too lenient back then.

"What are you laughing at? By the way, my mom asked you the other day if you're coming home for Chinese New Year this year?"

Jiang Huai watched as his aunt, who seemed to have suddenly contracted some terrible illness, began to laugh strangely in front of the Industry and Commerce Bureau. In order not to affect his later trip to pick up the business license, Jiang Huai quickly pulled her outside.

Just now, Fu Lulu mentioned her mother, Fu Yi, which reminded him of his own mother's concern.

"Um, I should be able to get back before the New Year."

Upon hearing Jiang Huai's words, Fu Lulu, who had just regained her senses, involuntarily shrank back.

Jiang Huai's maternal grandparents had their daughter late in life, so they naturally doted on Lulu. From a young age, she was unruly at home until Fu Yi was transferred back to her hometown for work.

Fu Lulu felt that her life was bleak during that period. In the past, she had always been waited on hand and foot. As soon as Fu Yi came back, she started teaching her all kinds of rules and regulations. She also liked to let her play with the little Jiang Huai.

It's all karma. My older sister bullied me, which led to me bullying Jiang Huai when I was little. Now, Jiang Huai is bullying me in return.

Fu Lulu didn't know why the blue sky suddenly turned cloudy, and she felt that it was exactly like her own life.

"If you don't want to go home, then don't. What are you pretending for?"

It was about to rain, and Fu Lulu was still standing there dumbly by the telephone pole. Jiang Huai was really afraid that something would happen to her, so he quickly pulled her into a restaurant.

It's fine if Fu Lulu doesn't want to go home. This year, the Spring Festival is earlier, on January 22nd. Jiang Huai has spent more than 20 Spring Festivals at home, and this time he plans to go back later.

Once his movie is released, Jiang Huai is confident he can pull off a spectacular performance; only someone dressed in fine clothes and never going out in the dark would suit him.

If my aunt doesn't go back either, then I won't have to rent a place to stay during this period, and I won't have to spend money on meals when I go out.

"No, nothing at all."

Having completely accepted reality, Fu Lulu felt a chill run down her spine when she looked at Jiang Huai's cunning eyes. No matter what he was thinking, she was determined to refuse him firmly.

"Oh, what a pity. I was planning to tell my mom that my aunt is too busy this year and can't come home for the New Year."

"Then tell me what you were thinking just now before I can agree to your request."

Having been deceived by Jiang Huai so many times, Fu Lulu is now truly unwilling to trust him easily. If he brings up anything related to money, she will definitely disagree.

"How can you look at your nephew like that? I was just thinking about how you were all alone here during the New Year, and you don't even know how to cook. I stayed to take care of you."

Compared to Fu Lulu, who never lifts a finger, Jiang Huai at least learned how to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes from his father, so it's fair to say he was taking care of her.

"Um, I'm sorry."

Fu Lulu silently condemned herself, thinking that there were still many kind-hearted nephews in the world, and that she had been too prejudiced before.

……

"No, you call this taking care of me?"

Jiang Huai, who was lying on his side in the high-rise apartment that Fu Lulu rented in the capital, did not wake up until noon.

This guy said he was coming to take care of her, but he only made scrambled eggs with tomatoes a couple of days ago. She got tired of it and wanted to try something different, so Jiang Huai stopped making it.

Now it's completely her turn to take care of Jiang Huai. Usually, when she goes out to eat, Jiang Huai stays at home playing games, and she has to pack some food for him to bring back.

"Hmm, don't disturb my aunt, I'm dreaming I'm cooking for you."

Jiang Huai yawned and saw that it was Fu Lulu who woke him up. Still half asleep, he couldn't remember that he had played Legend of Mir all night with Huang Bo yesterday and was sleepy now.

Fu Lulu, standing to the side, saw Jiang Huai wrapped up in a blanket and laughed in anger. If she weren't too weak, she would have really wanted to throw him off this tall building.

She still has some work to do; she needs to recruit some new talent for Zhang Yimou's studio. But he's about to start his own company, and all he does all day is eat, drink, play games, and sleep.

She even obtained the business license for Yihuai Culture Media Co., Ltd. from the Administration for Industry and Commerce.

"Besides renting a space, doesn't your company worry about anything else?"

Jiang Huai wasn't fully asleep yet, so Fu Lulu sat on the edge of the bed and started muttering to herself. She really wanted Jiang Huai to be busier, preferably busier than herself, so that she could feel a little better.

"If I have to work for someone else when I already own my own company, what's the difference between that and working for someone else?"

Jianghuai completely handed over the company's renovation to Huang Bo, who was quite happy at the time and went off to get busy with it.

Jiang Huai wasn't worried about the other party embezzling or anything like that. Anyway, after renting out the venue, there wouldn't be much left of the 100,000 yuan in the account, and Huang Bo might have to add some money for the renovations himself.