Chapter 10 Don’t persuade others to be good without the suffering of others

Xingqing Culture, Ding Lan's Office.

Yang Rui was covered in black, as if he had heard the coldest joke in the world.

"What do you mean is that the ten million remaining funds of your company were misappropriated by a small accountant?"

The words are overwhelming: Are you teasing me?

If you are a listed company, there may be people who believe this nonsense, but you don’t know what Xingqing culture is?

The company is just a small size, and it is all around a little princess. I guess you have to go through your personal instructions for spending a penny.

Appropriate ten million? Are you fooling around?

Even though Ding Lan had always been calm, he unconsciously avoided Yang Rui's questioning gaze.

Confident.

"Mr. Ding, in theory, I am also a partner in this project. It's not too much for me to ask for the truth?"

"Youth films are cheap but have a high box office limit. As long as the script is not sharp, it is basically profitable. Once the investment income ratio is exploded, it will be amazing: and this type of film does not require high acting skills, which is very suitable for cultivating newcomers."

Yang Rui wiped his mouth, "I can't figure it out, either. How could anyone put the wealthy princesses and insisted on swimming in this big dye vat in the entertainment industry."

"puff--"

It took half a box of tissues to clean it up.

Jing Tian wrinkled his nose, "Hmph, you don't understand!"

OK, Yang Rui understood.

"What, it's so hard to drink!" Jing Tian wiped his mouth, looking disgusted, "I can't figure out how anyone likes to drink this!"

"That's why you should cherish it more, right?" Yang Rui interrupted with a smile: "At least your parents are healthy and have a worry-free life. This alone is better than 90% of the people in this world."

She is fighting against fate, why isn’t he?!

"As a result, the candidates for actors have not been confirmed, but more and more companies and studios have come to invest in. However, we have always planned to shoot solely and have no intention of attracting people to participate."

"Since I have had memory, I have been receiving various course training, bilingual enlightenment, social etiquette, piano, dance, and math Olympiad..."

But... Yang Rui felt a little throbbing in his heart.

Ding Lan's expression was a little awkward, "It's not me."

"When my friends of the same age are playing happily, I am either locked up at home to practice or study outside. Do you know what it feels like?!"

"They always say I can't grow up, and say I'm still like a child when I'm fifteen years old, but when did I really become a child?!"

When you come to this world and get reborn, you are still accepting the mockery and infighting of fate.

After leaving the office, Yang Rui bought a few cans of aluminum fur from a beverage vending machine and came to the terrace.

"It's not like this, it's not like this!" The girl suddenly became excited, "You said I don't understand your suffering, but do you understand my suffering?!"

Yang Rui scratched his head, not knowing how to answer.

I struggled hard at the bottom of society in my previous life, but I was still a poor and innocent social animal until I died.

It's just a pity that I can't make a name for myself in the circle through "Those Years".

"Since I was a child, I needed to correct my posture when I was sleeping, and I needed to follow the etiquette process when I wanted to laugh. I couldn't laugh casually when I wanted to cry. I even had to say something that was limited to the decibel amount..."

"They always say it's for my good, but they never care about what I really want. I am like a prisoner, locked in a magnificent cage and endured hard."

Squirted cleanly.

"Of course I don't understand." Yang Rui shrugged, "I don't have the wealthy parents, so how can I understand the joy of being rich and well-behaved? Even... I don't even know where my parents are."

"You don't understand, you don't understand at all!"

Ding Lan shook her head, "Sorry, your script probably won't be available on the screen."

"You go." Jing Tian lowered his head and said softly: "This matter has nothing to do with you. I will still give you the remaining 300,000."

Yang Rui:???

Are you sick again?

Jing Tian looked up and took the can in his hand directly.

hehe.

"So you might as well just ask for help from the firewood and send a small accountant to move the money at the order?"

"The problem is... your script is so good."

Ding Lan sighed, "The saddest thing is definitely Tiantian. If possible, go and persuade her. You are a little older, maybe the generation gap can be smaller."

What else can I say? Dad Jing is really good at playing!

He called people over from all over the world just to complain?

If I hadn't seen through you little fox, I might have believed it!

At a young age, I have a pretty good mind!

As if he was poked into the mute hole, Jing Tian hesitated for a while before whispering: "I'm sorry, I don't know you..."

Yang Rui opened a can of Arctic Ocean and handed it to Jing Tian, ​​"Congratulations, you can finally go back and inherit the tens of billions of property."

Are you willing? Not willing!

Instead of continuing to explore alone in the darkness, why not try to dig a wall to borrow light?

After thinking silently for a long time, Yang Rui spoke in a deep voice, "Do you still want to make a movie?"

It's not because of cheap sympathy, but because it's really touched some empathy points.

Jing Tian, ​​wearing a moon-white dress, was sitting on the swing chair and wandering around.

"There is no room for maneuver?"

Don’t persuade others to be good without the suffering of others.

Even a greedy and dirty group leader can easily fiddle with his fate!

Angry? Angry!

Scream—

It’s not that I don’t have emotions, but that I understand that this cheap emotion is meaningless and hurts my mind in vain.

"Do you think I'm just going to be a star?" Jing Tian bit her lip tightly and shook her head repeatedly, "No, actually I want to take this opportunity to take a breath, otherwise I will be crazy!"

Yang Rui curled his lips, no sadness or joy.

Yang Rui was speechless and his old face was a little hot.

"I have to worry about whether it will be harmful when I buy a toy. I have to see how many additives are in the ingredients list when I have some snacks. There is no common topic when chatting with classmates... Do you know what kind of life it is?"

"Actually, the problem lies in your script."

"After we confirmed the project to be launched, we sent several audition invitations. After a while, the agency behind the audition artist immediately discovered the potential of your script."

Yang Rui grabbed the beer and took a sip. The girl on the swing chair widened her eyes in surprise and her ears were slightly red.

Jing Tian grabbed the beer can and poured all the remaining beer into his mouth, then tried to swallow it.

This boomerang slap in the face was so embarrassing.

"You also know that capital is profitable. Once they invest in "Those Years", they will definitely spend money on publicity and marketing to make profits, which runs contrary to our plan, so..."

Ding Lan hesitated for a while and finally nodded, "Sit down."

"It's probably the case. I've tried to help, but I'm sorry, he didn't accept it."

"Think." Jing Tian lowered her head, her voice a little hoarse, "But there is no chance, the company has no money."

But those beautiful big eyes seemed to have lost their focal length, as if they had lost their souls.

Pull open the lid, pour it through tons of tons, and then...

"What do you think of you as a little brat."

The corners of the skirt flew, vaguely like a daffodil blooming in the wind.

I suddenly coughed in half and the beer sprayed out of my nostrils.

But it was not the can of Arctic Bingyang, but a can of beer prepared for himself by Yang Rui.

Besides, the lowest bottom line is that the buyout of at least 200,000 yuan has been put into the pocket, so it is not a loss.

"The script problem?" Yang Rui said he didn't understand, "The script you have seen with your own eyes, and the quality is absolutely online. What problems can you have?"

"But I have clearly acquiesced to my destiny. As long as I finish filming this movie, I will go back. Why, why is he unwilling to fulfill my little wish?!"

She grabbed the tissue and wiped it on her face, but the tears and snot were mixed into a ball of beer, and the more she wiped it, the more she wiped it.

"Actually..." Yang Rui raised his head and squinted his eyes to the distance, "As long as he has a good brain and has no money, he can make movies."

"We can even look forward to the box office."

The focus of his eyes was a CBD building a hundred meters away, and advertisements were playing scrolling on the huge LED LCD screen on the roof.

“…Hongmeng P90, super photosensitive camera, keeps you amazing every frame of your life…”

(End of this chapter)
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