Entertainment 1998

Chapter 241 Chapter 240, A Man's Dignity
The wine is good!
The dishes cooked by Jiang Feng himself are even better!
Even Leung Kwok-wing and Tony Leung Ka-fai, who were quite picky about food, had a lavish meal for a while.

Especially for Liang Jiahui, who doesn't care much about the film salary, he pointed to the pickled fish in the middle of the table and swore, "Director, as long as you let me eat this dish once a day, I will act in any way you say about Saw!"

Compared to Tony Leung Ka Fai, Leslie Cheung was much more stable. Even when the drinking party was coming to an end, Jiang Feng picked up the wine glass and tried to test his attitude again, "How about you play a role in my movie?"
Zhang Guorong also smiled without saying anything.

The meaning is very clear, I want to take a look first before I say anything!
The drinking party ended at 10 o'clock in the evening.

After packing up the pots and pans at home, Jiang Feng sent Liang Jiahui to Building 11. The rooftop at Building 11 had been empty, and when they were drinking just now, Liang Jiahui said that he didn't like staying in hotels, so Jiang Feng sent him here to stay.

The house is nice, with complete furniture and appliances, and sufficient heating. Living here for about 10 days is like being on vacation.

As for daily hygiene...

Jiang Feng felt that if it really didn't work, he would let the squad leader Kong Wei and Li Jia come over to clean from time to time. Anyway, both of them admired Tony Leung Ka Fai very much and hoped to have the opportunity to learn acting from this multi-faceted actor from Hong Kong Island.

After settling Liang Jiahui down, Jiang Feng came down from Building 11. Before he even reached Building 3, he saw Wang Fei coming back from the gate of the community alone.

"Zhang Guorong is gone?"

"Gone." Wang Fei shook his head.

"I originally told him to stay at home, but he said Mr. Tang was waiting for him at the hotel, so he left."

As he spoke, Wang Fei wrapped himself in his coat in the cold wind and put his arm around Jiang Feng.

"A Feng..."

"Ok?"

"How about you walk with me downstairs?"

"Okay."

Seeing that Wang Fei was in a low mood, Jiang Feng reached out and rubbed her hair, then slowly strolled forward along the path in the community.

"Jiang Feng..."

"Ok?"

"Have you ever paid attention to the global sales of my English album Apologize?"

"To be honest, not really."

Under the street lights at dusk, Jiang Feng, who was walking hand in hand with Wang Fei, was very honest.

If there is, there is; if there is not, there is not. He will not lie to show his concern for his girlfriend, because it will be more embarrassing to be exposed.

"Yeah... that's right."

The tall Wang Fei smiled.

"You've probably been so busy lately that you probably don't even know how many sales your own music album 'He Must Love You' has achieved."

I actually know this. As of yesterday, the total album sales were 324.7 million copies. If we add in the 6 copies sold in South Korea and the 9 copies sold in Xiao Ri Zi, the total is close to 340 million.

However, even though he knew it, Jiang Feng did not say it out loud, because letting his girlfriend speak out would make her look more wise and powerful.

Sure enough, seeing Jiang Feng shaking his head, Wang Fei smiled and said:
"I knew you were too busy to pay attention to this recently. Let me tell you, the total sales of He Must Love You is close to 340 million copies. Yesterday when I was filming in Okinawa, Yao Qian called me from Taiwan and told me that I must persuade you to join EMI Music.

Because if you operate alone, even though your revenue share may be higher, music companies won't invest a lot of money in your promotion.

This will affect your sales.”

Jiang Feng is his closest person, and Yao Qian is the company leader and also a friend. So this time, Wang Fei just conveyed the message as she did before. As for how Jiang Feng makes the decision, it is entirely up to him.

However, based on his understanding of him, Jiang Feng would definitely refuse, because this guy was even more independent than himself and was unwilling to be restricted.

But just as Wang Fei was thinking about it, something surprising happened.

"A Fei..."

"Hmm?" "If I sign with EMI Music, how much signing fee can EMI Music give me? 2000 million, 4000 million, or 6000 million Hong Kong dollars, the same as yours?"

"Why? Are you moved?"

"It's not really like I'm moved." Jiang Feng looked up at the sky.

"The main reason is that I am short of money. Excluding the money I spent on buying a house and a car, I currently have more than 4100 million RMB in my hands. Even if I add the revenue share from the album 'He Must Love You Very Much', I estimate that by February next year, I will only have about 2 million Hong Kong dollars in operating funds, which is far short of the 6000 million I envisioned."

"What are you going to do? Actually, I can give you this..."

"A Fei, if I have money and you are short of money, I will probably give it to you in case of emergency; but if you have money and I am short of money, even if I have to stand on the street and earn 50 or 100 yuan at a time, I will not take money from you, because it concerns a man's dignity."

"Ah..."

Before Jiang Feng finished speaking, Wang Fei spat lightly and then started laughing.

"What are you talking about? No one would want someone like you even if you were to stand on the street."

However, despite saying this, Wang Fei still held Jiang Feng's hand and said:
"Jiang Feng, if you want to raise money for emergency by signing a contract with a music company, let me ask for you. With a brilliant record of nearly 1000 million albums sold in just two albums, I believe your signing fee should be much more than mine.

Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that my English album “Apologize” has sold 105 million copies in Europe and the United States so far, setting a record for the highest sales of English songs sung by Chinese singers in Europe and the United States.

Come on, Jiang Feng, kiss me.

Congratulate me with your kisses!"

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April 1999, 11, 27:6 AM
The genius is bright.

I took a taxi along Qinhai Road and arrived at the gate of Beijing Film Studio.

There were a lot of people at the door. Even though a cold wind was blowing today and there were even small snowflakes falling, there were still many extras squatting in the corners making a living.

Judging from the visual, even if there are not 500 people, there must be at least 400 people.

Eh…

Qin Hailu sighed, life is not easy.

But just as she was about to bypass the extras and walk into the door of Beijing Film Studio, a dark-skinned child ran over from a distance.

"Hey, big sister, are you here to select extras? Let me tell you, I'm a very good actor. Jiang Feng, you know Jiang Feng, right? I was his stand-in some time ago, hey..."

Looking at this kid who couldn't even speak Mandarin, Qin Hailu was a little speechless. Was the director blind, or was Jiang Feng's leg lame...

Jiang Feng is 1 meters tall, and you are probably less than 83 meters tall. How could you possibly be his stand-in?

Of course, even though he might criticize in private, there were some things Qin Hailu could not say out loud.

Because these poor guys have to say this if they want to find work, otherwise, those kickback-loving assistant casting directors probably won't even look at them.

"Um, sorry, I'm not the assistant casting director. I'm also an actor. The reason I came here so early is because the director asked me to do so. Today, I want to be the first to perform."

"Oh, that's right."

The child who ran up gave a simple smile, scratched his head, and then took the initiative to retreat to the corner, where there were many people and they huddled together to keep warm.

At this moment, a boy wearing a long black down jacket walked out of the Beijing Film Studio.

"Sister Qin, good morning!

Let’s go, the director is waiting for you at the shooting site.”

But before the boy could finish his words, the simple-minded kid jumped up in surprise and said, "Brother Xiaodong, Brother Xiaodong, do you still recognize me? We used to sit in front of the factory and work together."

(End of this chapter)