"If there is no income, we Chutian studio will not survive." Nan Chutian put reality first.
"Senior..."
Nan Chutian interrupted her with a wave of his hand and shook his head helplessly. "Xiaohui, you don't understand the cruelty of this industry. When we prepare a film, the first thing we should consider is the cost. We hope that the less we put in, the more we can recover. That's why commercial films are rampant and less and less literary films are made, because ideals can't be eaten."
Miao Xiaohui thought about his words carefully. It's true, but can't we have both“ Senior, I think we need to have a good exchange. To be honest, I'm going to develop into a producer or other career. I want to think of a film that can have both ratings and quality products. Blindly pursuing ratings will lead to the lack of artistic elements, blindly pursuing ideals and having no food to eat. Therefore, I want to open up a third way. "
"The third way?" Nan Chutian gently shook his head, as if listening to an alien speak.
"I think the two can be combined." Although Miao Xiaohui hasn't thought of a good method, she firmly believes that it can be done.
"The ideal is good, but the reality is cruel."
"Don't be so negative, OK?" Miao Xiaohui feels that Nan Chutian in front of her is no longer the one full of confidence in the future.
Nan Chutian lowered his head, elbows on his desk, hands on his forehead, and sighed from time to time. He is indeed a man with ideals and pursuits. He has longed for greater achievements on the road of art, but in the face of reality, he bowed his head.
"Senior, I remember one of the words you used to say is that for the sake of art, you can not care about the interests, even if it is a simple meal, as long as you can eat enough, you will always pursue it."
"Yes, I said that, but look at those people outside. Even if I don't eat, they also want to eat. Do you want them to pursue their ideals with us on an empty stomach?" The more Nan Chutian said, the more excited he was.
Miao Xiaohui is speechless. What he says is true.
After a moment's silence, Miao Xiaohui raised her head and met him with her eyes, "senior, let's not talk about this. We have plenty of time to communicate slowly. Let me see the script first, OK?"
"Good." Nan Chutian nodded, "it's a script under revision, and it hasn't been finalized yet."
Nan Chutian's reaction let Miao Xiaohui see that the future road is not easy to go, but we must insist on going on.
Miao Xiaohui wanted to wait here for him to go home to read the script with him after work. Unexpectedly, she saw that Nan Chutian had stood up and took his coat to wear.
"Do you want to go now?" Miao Xiaohui guessed his intention.
"Yes." Nan Chutian had already put on his coat and walked out. "Although I know it's hard to go in the future, I still have to try it if I have a glimmer of hope." Open the door and go out.
When Miao Xiaohui walks out of the office behind him, he accidentally sees Fei Manran sitting on a chair in the hall.
Because of her natural aloofness, there was a cup of steaming coffee in front of her, but no one spoke with her.
When he saw Miao Xiaohui, Fei Manran stood up and met her with a pair of deep eyes, looking for something on Miao Xiaohui's face and Nan Chutian's face.
"Miss Fei, you..." to Miao Xiaohui, she is a real headache.
"Miss Miao, I'm sent by president Tang to help you." Feynman repeated her mission.
"I know, but it's just the beginning. Miss Fei doesn't have to be with me all the time." Miao Xiaohui has thought in her heart that after she goes back, she will let Tang Shaofeng replace her. It doesn't matter if she doesn't even send someone to help her.
Fei Manran's lips slightly tilted, showing an elegant smile, did not speak, nodded to her, and then turned away.
Did you really leave this time? Miao Xiaohui stood there and watched Fei Manran's figure disappear until Nan Chutian's finger touched her arm.
"Miss Miao, are we going to cooperate with Miss Fei in the future?" Wu Xinyue seems to be a little worried, but she doesn't like Fei Manran.
Nan Chutian winked at her and motioned her to shut up.
Wu Xinyue closed her mouth, but still couldn't hide her view of Fei Manran.
"I want to ask you something." Miao Xiaohui turns to meet Tang Shaofeng who has just entered the room.
"He said When Tang Shaofeng came in, he was thinking about when his mother would come. He called just now, but Lang Peiyun didn't answer.
"Don't let Feynman follow me, will you?" Miao Xiaohui spoke directly about her needs.
"You are not satisfied with her ability?" Tang Shaofeng is unusually calm.
Miao Xiaohui sighed softly, "let me tell you, I don't like her. She's as cold as a goddess. When I'm with her, I'm like an assistant. If I need an assistant, I'll find it myself. I don't need to take what you love." In the end, the word "love" was accentuated and seemed to imply something.
"In order to support your work, I've sent you the most capable cadres. It seems that I'm wrong." Tang Shaofeng said, two lips closed together.
How could he admit that he was wrong? This is a surprise to Miao Xiaohui. She has only seen Tang Shaofeng who is arrogant and has never seen Tang Shaofeng who admits his mistake. Are you sure this is Tang Shaofeng she knows?
Miao Xiaohui looked up at his face in a daze, and his slender hand was slowly raised. Tang Shaofeng saw her raised hand on his side and didn't know what she was going to do.
With a cool hand to hold Tang Shaofeng's face and force.
"What are you doing?" Tang Shaofeng didn't expect that she would pinch her face. He shook her face and shook off her hand.
Miao Mi's mouth turned like a flower. "I just want to see if you are Tang Shaofeng I know? All of a sudden, it's changing. " Turn around and sit on the edge of the bed.
"See?"
"Will you be seen?" Miao Xiaohui stood on tiptoe, but still shorter than Tang Shaofeng.
"I just didn't expect that the stubborn and self-confident Miao Xiaohui I knew actually had a low self-esteem side, and was compared by a secretary. Don't you feel ashamed?" Tang Shaofeng looked down at her contemptuously.
From his eyes, Miao Xiaohui saw disdain and looked up at his eyes.
"You're right. I'm just a little dragon suit. Any of your Huayi employees are better than me. But now I have the right to refuse Fei Manran, Mr. Tang. Oh, no, it's Mr. Ye. I don't think you want her. Just push her to me?"
"She's much better at work than you are."
"Then keep it for yourself." Miao Xiaohui is quick to see.
"OK, I'll take it back, but I'll take the consequences at my own risk. She'll prejudice you for that." Tang Shaofeng reminds her.
Miao Xiaohui thought about it. Just one day later, she would return it. A proud woman like Fei Manran would naturally have a psychological imbalance, but she couldn't help it. If she continued, it was Miao Xiaohui who was uncomfortable.
Hum, when my wings are hard, I'll make a gong Tang by myself. I don't want to see your face. Miao Xiaohui said to him in his heart.
"Now you want to get rid of me?" Tang Shaofeng is like a mind reader.
Miao Xiaohui was surprised. She turned her eyes and looked up. She said bitterly, "you're going to become an elite."
Tang Shaofeng laughs coldly.
"Cousin, my aunt is back." Fu Yingying's voice came from downstairs, as if she was deliberately informing them.
When she saw Miao Xiaohui's car parked in the yard, she was afraid that Lang Peiyun would find it, so she called out in a loud voice downstairs.
Miao Xiaohui doesn't want to bump into Lang Peiyun. She just wants to find a place to hide. It must be Tang Shaofeng's idea. Otherwise, she won't be allowed to move out temporarily, waiting for Tang Shaofeng's arrangement.
Tang Shaofeng picks his eyebrows and turns to walk out. It seems that he has forgotten Miao Xiaohui.
"Well, what can I do?" Miao Xiaohui grabs his clothes from behind.
"Go down with me, ugly daughter-in-law must..." Tang Shaofeng grabbed her hand.
"I don't want it." Miao Xiaohui pulled her hand away and stepped back. "I think I'd better jump out of the window." Turn around and run to the window.
Tang Shaofeng was obviously surprised. He grabbed her wrist with his backhand and said, "you are crazy. You are not afraid to break your arm or leg when you jump down from here?"
"That's better than losing your life." Miao Xiaohui didn't know why. From the moment she saw Lang Peiyun, she had a kind of timidity in her heart. She just pretended to be strong.
"When did you become so timid?" Tang Shaofeng just teases her and doesn't want to embarrass her.
"You people in the Tang family are frightening." Miao Xiaohui won't go out with him to meet Lang Peiyun anyway.
"Well, you're so pitiful. I'll go to Zheng Yudong's room for a while. Now I'll find a chance to slip downstairs."
Without waiting to finish, Miao Xiaohui has already broken away from her and ran out of the room. As soon as she got to the corridor, she saw a flash at the end of the corridor. It was Fu Yingying who accompanied Lang Peiyun upstairs. Without time to think about it, she followed Zheng Yudong's room like a gust of wind.
When I enter the room, I lean my back against the door for fear that someone will break in.
"Yingying, did someone run past just now?" Lang Peiyun vaguely saw a figure, and did not see who it was.
Fu Yingying of course knew that it was Miao Xiaohui, but pretended to see nothing, "no, aunt, are you dazzled?"
At the same time, Tang Shaofeng came out of the room to meet them, "Mom, you don't say in advance when you come back, so I can pick you up."
"Can I afford you now?" As soon as Lang Peiyun saw his son, he immediately put on a face and said, "do you still have my mother in your eyes? Even without our knowledge, we announced that we were going to be engaged? "
While Lang Peiyun was talking, Fu Yingying secretly winked at Tang Shaofeng, indicating that there was another one below. Today's Tang family villa is doomed to have no peace of life.
"Mom, you must be tired. Take a bath first and have a rest. I've asked someone to clean up the room."
"You don't have to be so filial." Lang Peiyun is not only ungrateful, but thinks that he is pretending. He points to him and says, "I tell you, Wei ruiyue is below. You can do it yourself."
Did you really bring it to me? Tang Shaofeng eyes a turn, quietly swept Fu Yingying.
Fu Yingying nodded her head. She saw Wei ruiyue. From her heart, she did look good, but her arrogant appearance made people feel a little uncomfortable.
"Well, I'll treat Miss Wei well." Tang Shaofeng deliberately raised his voice and said to Miao Xiaohui in the room, "Yingying, take care of my aunt. I'll go down and have a look."
Fu Yingying agrees and follows Tang Shaofeng. Although she is confident in Tang Shaofeng's ability to deal with affairs, she is still a little worried. After all, what he is facing is not others, but his mother. She is also a strong woman like him.