Huayu: I'm reborn, but you still force me to be a scumbag?

Chapter 393 Who would have thought of this?

Chen Nuo really wants to invest more in Sina Weibo.

Because he won't touch the shares he received in exchange for his endorsements, no matter how Weibo's stock price fluctuates in the future.

So, seeing Weibo's valuation skyrocketing in a few years, it's quite tempting for an ordinary long-term investor like him to invest a little more and earn some pocket money.

But alas...

When the meeting ended, all the shareholders, including Cao Guowei, smiled and offered a whole host of reasons to politely decline his offer.

They only said they would proceed steadily and pragmatically, maximizing the value of Weibo, and would absolutely not let Alibaba gain any advantage.

Chen Nuo was helpless about this.

Because of Tencent and NetEase, he doesn't really care about them anymore.

Unlike Cao Guowei and these investors, he didn't think that these two companies, backed by powerful backers, might make a comeback someday, even though they were currently weak.

He knew it was pointless to start over.

Tencent started Weibo because it hadn't yet launched WeChat. But WeChat launched in January of this year, and it won't be long before Tencent's top management, seeing WeChat's potential, decides to go all-in on mobile social networking, and Tencent Weibo will gradually be marginalized.

And Net One.

Haha, Net 1.

Chen Nuo remembered that in his previous life, Tencent Weibo seemed to have stopped operating in 2020, while NetEase announced its withdrawal in 2014. This game company was definitely a typical example of one that could not fight a battle against the slightest adversity.

Sohu is even less relevant; that was just something my physics teacher used to make a joke.

So, at this point, others may just think that Sina has the advantage, but he can be certain that Sina is going to win. He just needs to wait for the corpse to float over, just like his MBA teacher in his previous life said.

A valuation of 50 billion is definitely a reasonable price.

pity.

After the meeting, he didn't bother Sina's employees this time and simply took his leave.

After leaving Sina and getting into the car, Chen Nuo immediately received a text message from Cao Guowei. After reading the message, Chen Nuo replied with three words: "You're welcome."

Then he let out a soft breath.

Alright, now all that's left is the matter of "No Man's Land".

……

……

On the screen.

A violent explosion occurred.

A truck was launched into the air by the enormous impact, blown into two pieces, and spun in the air due to inertia. In slow motion, it looked very shocking.

The mournful sound of a huqin (a two-stringed bowed instrument) rose in the background at just the right moment, and the banknotes loaded on the truck were swept up by the blast from the explosion, fluttering and dancing in the air against the yellow background.

The truck landed silently on the ground, turning into a huge fireball that burned fiercely.

Then the camera switches to focus on the ground.

The close-up shows Ma Su's mangled body, her eyes wide open in death. Behind the corpse are oil drums emitting flames and truck debris scattered all over the ground.

It has a tragic yet beautiful feel to it.

Then, the camera slowly rose, and then switched again to give a panoramic view.

The vast, desolate Gobi Desert came into view.

The whole film is over.

Chen Nuo stared blankly at the screen.

What a wonderful film, "No Man's Land".

What a Ning Hao!

They gave him such a big surprise.

"They're all dead, right? Not a single one was left, right? You changed the ending, didn't you?" Chen Nuo asked, tilting his head.

Ning Tudou nodded earnestly and said, "Yes, I think this fits the theme better."

Chen Nuo nodded, indicating that he understood.

Indeed, the title is "No Man's Land," so naturally, no one should be able to leave alive. For a film aiming to compete for awards, this is essentially a mandatory requirement.

Chen Nuo then asked, "Have you thought about how to get it approved?"

Ning Tudou chuckled, "I've thought about it."

"Oh? What are you thinking?"

"Here you go, Mr. Chen." Ning Tudou's eyes narrowed with a smile. "Mr. Chen, would you like some tea? I'll pour you some."

Chen Nuo let out a deep breath, suppressing the urge to hit someone.

He could only say that it was fortunate he decided to watch the finished product before arguing with the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television. Otherwise, if he had gone to make a scene and then seen it, he wouldn't have known where to put his face.

Ning Hao invited him last time, but he didn't come because he remembered seeing it in his previous life. He never expected that this version of "No Man's Land" would be so much worse than the one he'd seen.

If the former is a realistic film about struggling in the darkness to find light.

The latter, on the other hand, is a dark allegory that confronts the abyss of human nature from beginning to end, full of questions about humanity and survival, and carrying a suffocating sense of pathos.

For example, in the end.

Ma Su, who had initially escaped, died before the final scene, and the lawyer played by Tony Leung knew he couldn't escape the villain's clutches either.

Therefore, he had no choice but to use a lighter to set fire to the fuel can, blow up the truck, and perish together with Dobje, the leader of the eagle trafficking cartel.

This was undoubtedly a bad ending.

After watching it, you'll only feel depressed, not relieved.

However, from an emotional and logical standpoint, it does make more sense than what Chen Nuo had seen in his previous life.

Would a lawyer who makes money through dishonest means choose to die alongside the villain in order to save someone?
Maybe.

But those art-obsessed judges abroad certainly wouldn't think that way.

But then again, could it be that the ending of his previous life was also like what he sees now, only that after more than 50 revisions, it had long since become unrecognizable?

Probably.

"Here, Mr. Chen, have some tea."

Chen Nuo took the teacup that Ning Tudou handed him with a fawning smile. Of course, the tea in the editing screening room wasn't any good. Chen Nuo took a sip and ended up spitting out half a mouthful of tea foam.

With a helpless sigh, what else could be done? They could only pamper their own director.

He turned to Qi Yuntian and asked, "Have you made an appointment with Director Zhang?"

"It's arranged. We'll go directly to his office at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Wow! They actually managed to get an appointment in the office!" Ning Tudou exclaimed in shock. "Not many people have ever been to Director Zhang's office. President Chen, as expected of President Chen, with President Chen in charge, how could there be any problem!"

His exaggerated manner made Gulnazar burst out laughing. But she immediately suppressed her laughter because President Qi Yuntian gave her a cold glance.

Chen Nuo wasn't in the mood for arguing with Ning Hao. "Alright, I'll go ask about it tomorrow. If it doesn't work, you can change it however you want. Don't even think about going abroad to compete without getting the dragon seal. Zhang Yiyi was just lucky, you know?"

Ning Hao chuckled and said, "I really didn't think that way. Why would I do that? With you here, it's not like we can't get through it."

"Hehehe."

……

Eight o'clock the next morning.

Gulnazar drove her car to the ground floor of an apartment building.

She didn't know where this place was either, because she had been picking up people from different places every morning for the past few days.

Aside from yesterday, when she overheard Chen Nuo and Qi Yuntian chatting in the car and confirmed that Mr. Chen had gone to spend the night with his girlfriend, she had no idea where any of the other places were.

Perhaps this is one of Mr. Chen's houses.

I made the call, and they told me to wait another five minutes.

Gulnazar leaned on the steering wheel and started daydreaming.

In the past few days, what she has seen and heard has been constantly broadening her horizons.

Before this, she thought that President Qi's cold and ruthless demeanor was very manly and attractive to her, but now... she was a little uncertain.

"Nazha, oh Nazha, didn't you like President Qi? How come you suddenly changed your mind?" Gulnazar murmured to herself. "Besides, he already has a girlfriend. Although Liu Yifei isn't as pretty as you, you can't be a mistress."

Immediately, Gulnazar sighed again and said, "Sigh, I know. But if President Chen and President Qi both confess their feelings to me, it will be really hard for me to choose."

Then she nodded and said, "I understand you, Nazha. But you can't fall in love with every girl you meet."

"But I just can't control myself."

"Can't control what?" Chen Nuo, wearing a hat and mask, quickly opened the car door, got in, and asked casually.

"Ah!!" Gulnazar screamed in fright.

Chen Nuo said speechlessly, "What are you doing?"

Gulnazar realized what had happened, and her face immediately turned bright red, almost as if it were about to bleed. "I'm sorry, Mr. Chen, I... I didn't notice you came in."

"Oh. Who were you talking to just now?"

Gulnazar blushed and said, "No, no one, I was just talking to myself."

Quirk. Chen Nuo nodded: "Then let's go."

"Oh, okay, alright."

Just as Gulnazar was about to start driving, she suddenly saw through the car window a woman wearing a mask running towards her from inside the residential area.

She subconsciously stopped pressing the accelerator.

Although her face is not clearly visible, judging from her appearance, she is definitely a great beauty. She looks even slimmer than Liu Yifei, with thinner legs and better body proportions.

Her intuition told her that the girl was after the man in the back seat.

Chen Nuo was getting ready to take a nap when she noticed the car hadn't moved. Without even opening her eyes, she asked, "What's wrong?"

Gulnazar said, "Mr. Chen... um, it seems someone is looking for you. Do you know that girl over there?"

Chen Nuo turned his head and saw Gao Yuanyuan run out of the door, waving the thing in her hand at him.

He quickly reached into his pocket.

Oh my god, it turns out he was in such a hurry that he forgot his phone.

He quickly rolled down the car window and waved to Gao Yuanyuan.

Gao Yuanyuan walked over, panting, and handed him her phone, saying, "I'm exhausted. You put your phone on the shoe cabinet, and you walked so fast that I couldn't catch up no matter how hard I tried, and I didn't dare to call out to you."

Chen Nuo smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Alright, you can go now. Hey... what's this?" Gao Yuanyuan glanced at the driver's seat subconsciously and exclaimed in surprise when she saw a long-haired person.

Chen Nuo explained, "This is the new assistant my company assigned to me. Qi Da is staying at his mother's place these days, so it's inconvenient for him to come over."

"Oh." Gao Yuanyuan didn't ask any more questions. "Alright, go on. Bye-bye."

"bye."

Chen Nuo slept almost the entire way after that, catching up on some sleep.

Last night, he stayed up until 4 a.m. at Gao Yuanyuan's house.

Gao Yuanyuan wanted to repay him for the medical expenses he had paid in advance in LA, but he refused.

As a result, the two started fighting while talking. They fought from the sofa to the bed, and then from the bed to the bathroom, leaving him exhausted and covered in bruises.

So much so that he was only woken up by Gulnazar when they arrived at the gate of the Broadcasting Bureau. He yawned, nodded to the girl, and praised her, "You drove well." Then he got out of the car.

Qi Yuntian was already waiting there.

……

I originally thought that the meeting that morning was just a casual chat with Deputy Director Zhang, but I didn't expect that not only the official, but also people from higher levels came.

This caused quite a commotion.

Finally, they split into two groups in the conference room, with two people on one side and more than ten people on the other. They had all the necessary meeting minutes and other materials, and it was considered an internal meeting.

The two sides talked for a long time and discussed many things.

Of these topics, those about "No Man's Land" only comprised a small portion. The leaders were primarily concerned with him as a person.

First, I inquired about the recent controversy and asked him why he announced he would no longer join the theater company. Then, we talked about his future plans, including his relationship with the Oscars.

In short, the meeting lasted from 9 a.m. until after 12 p.m.

Then the leaders were very accommodating and had a meal with him before the event ended.

Gulnazar waited in the car the whole time.

Gulnazar originally thought she would be invited to dinner.

Just like when she was a model, her modeling agent would often ask her to accompany clients to drinks and meals.

Gulnazar has always found this extremely distasteful.

So when she received the call, she was a little uneasy.

But Gulnazar was surprised when she heard the end.

The purpose of the call wasn't to ask her to have lunch with the boss, but to tell her to find a place to have lunch on her own. He also specifically mentioned that General Manager Chen said this meal would be considered a working meal, and told her to remember to take the receipt back to the company to get reimbursed by the finance department.

It's hard to describe Gulnazar's feelings at that time.

In any case, she didn't bother to figure out who that woman was or what her relationship with President Chen was anymore.

After Chen Nuo and Qi Yuntian got into the car, Gulinaza wasn't as curious about what they were talking about as before. She focused on driving, seemingly truly living up to the eight-character motto Li Jing had given her:

Listen less, look less, ignore and don't ask questions.

"Using a patriotic film to get 'No Man's Land' approved... Actually, I think even if you didn't hint like that, there wouldn't be a problem." Qi Yuntian said after the Cayenne drove out of the compound.

Chen Nuo leaned back in the back seat and yawned. He had just had a little wine and was sleepy again. He said, "It's okay. Anyway, I did say at the Hundred Flowers Awards that I was going to make a patriotic film."

"Too."

"However, given my current schedule, I don't think I'll be able to play the lead role."

"So how would that work? Do you have any ideas? Should our company do it ourselves, or...?"

"Cooperation? It'll definitely be with someone. Let's see if there are any suitable projects. The sooner the leaders see our actions, the sooner 'No Man's Land' can be approved."

"it is good."

"It would be best to finalize this before I go abroad, so I can meet with people and see if it's reliable. You should spread the word in the next couple of days and inquire within the industry to see if any teams are currently preparing related topics."

"Okay, got it."

……

……

Wu Jing walked out of the training camp and immediately saw Xie Nan's car parked on the side of the road.

He walked over and got into the passenger seat.

Xie Nan glanced at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

Wu exclaimed in surprise, "The script has been rejected again."

How many times?

"How could I remember clearly? Damn it."

"...It's okay, just have them fix it if there's a problem."

"Ah."

Wu Jing agreed with a sullen expression.

He started wanting to make a military-themed movie in 08.

After that, they found a screenwriter, a team, and even invited several military experts to help write the script. It cost a lot of money and time, and finally, in 10, they had a first draft of the script and began the review process for sensitive topics.

Meanwhile, he wasn't idle either. He used connections to get into a special forces unit in a certain military region, where he lived and ate with the troops to prepare for his role. It's been almost a year now. During this year, his training went smoothly, and his body quickly adapted to the special training in the military. However, in other aspects, he was at a loss and couldn't make any progress.

What would you like to eat tonight?

"Whatever, you decide."

Xie Nan looked at him again and asked, "Jingzi, is there something else you haven't told me?"

"Nothing, what else could it be? It's just endless gossip and trivial matters, what else could it be!"

Wu Jing's pent-up emotions suddenly exploded, "Damn it, why is making a movie so difficult? Script, the script won't pass muster, money, we can't find anyone to invest. What's wrong with military themes? What's wrong with patriotic themes? Patriotic themes and military themes can't make money? Who decided that? Damn it, they're all a bunch of short-sighted idiots! If this continues, Chinese cinema will be finished sooner or later!"

Xie Nan parked the car on the side of the road, turned off the engine, and as dusk deepened outside the window, she turned around and asked, "Were you rejected by investors again?"

“Yes!” Wu Jing said.

It's hard to say whether he would have chosen this path to turn his life around if time could be reversed.

But now, he's in a bind.

He poured almost all of his savings from the years into the preparation of this military film, hoping to reverse his fate of being relegated to supporting villainous roles in action movies after the box office failure of "Wolf Warrior" in 2008.

Xie Nan was silent for a moment, then said, "Jingzi, do you still remember 'SPL' from four years ago? Everyone said you fought exceptionally well in that alley fight scene with Donnie Yen, no worse than Donnie Yen."

Wu Jing smirked: "Nonsense. So what?"

“Back then, you were about the same level as Donnie Yen, but he has now made a comeback with ‘Ip Man’,” Xie Nan said softly.

Wu Jing suddenly raised his voice, "So what? You want me to give up?"

“That’s not what I meant, nor am I saying you should give up. I’m just thinking… if we can’t find investment, maybe we can make some commercial films to save up some money. The script is still there, and we can make more films later when we have the money.”

“This isn’t giving up? Let me tell you, I’m going to film real Chinese soldiers, not those wearing long gowns and doing Wing Chun!” Wu Jing stared at her.

Xie Nan was speechless.

After a while, she made up her mind and said, "Kyoko, let's break up."

……

……

A week after Chen Nuo returned to China, he had almost finished taking care of the necessary preparations and had met with all the people he needed to meet.

At present, only finalizing the investment for patriotic films remains.

After that, he should go to the United States.

Actually, filming is still a while away, but since it's a role he's never played before, he's given himself two weeks to experience the local culture and customs of New Orleans.

Regarding this film investment, Chen Nuo didn't think too much about it, nor did he expect to make money.

He really did treat it as a one-for-one exchange.

Chen Nuo used this investment as publicity expenses for the release of "No Man's Land" and for participating in competitions abroad.

He didn't think spending ten or twenty million on this was much. At least it was better than letting Ning Hao turn the no-man's land into a mess, or keeping tens of millions of the company's funds tied up for three or five years.

Tens or twenty million RMB? If we win an award at a European film festival, we can easily sell the rights back to that amount, right?

During the two days of waiting, Li Jing arranged a meeting for him.

It wasn't a shareholders' meeting or a high-level executive meeting; it was just a tea party.

They wanted him to meet the newly joined artists. After all, he spends most of his time abroad, and it's really a bit unreasonable that the new artists haven't even met their boss.

Chen Nuo then agreed.

The meeting was held in a small conference room inside the newly renovated office building.

As Chen Nuo entered, there was a sudden clattering sound of benches being placed down, and everyone stood up.

Chen Nuo waved his hand and said, "No need to be so polite, please sit down."

Then, he and Qi Yuntian sat together in the main seat and looked straight ahead.

Three of them looked familiar to him: Yang Zi, Dilraba Dilmurat, and Xiao Zhan.

The other two were people whose names he had never heard of in his previous life. One was a handsome young man named Zhang Yuheng, a sophomore at the Shanghai Theatre Academy, and the other looked a bit like Vivian Hsu. His name was Zeng Yuezhi, a freshman at the Central Academy of Drama.

These five people are the new recruits at Huanxin.

Chen Nuo felt somewhat satisfied.

It seems Tang Qing is not bad; at least Yang Zi and Xiao Zhan, two people whose names he knew, stayed.

He smiled and said, "Since it's our first meeting, please don't be shy. I'm here for a meeting today, and I'm not really planning to say anything special. I know you've all just joined the company and probably have a lot of questions. I'll just answer them and chat like friends..."

While Chen Nuo was playing a question-and-answer game in the conference room, Gulnazar was having an unusually serious conversation in Li Jing's office.

"Well done. I heard from General Manager Qi that General Manager Chen is quite satisfied with your performance these past few days," Li Jing said with a smile.

In the past, Gulnazar thought she would have been overjoyed to hear Li Jing say that.

But at this moment, she could hide her joy in her heart, without showing much expression on her face, and simply said softly, "Thank you, President Chen and President Qi. I was just doing my best in my job."

Li Jing continued, "You know that President Chen is going abroad again soon. What are your plans? Are you going to go back to working as a receptionist?"

Gulnazar said calmly, "Mr. Li, I will do whatever the company arranges. I'm fine with anything."

Li Jing's expression softened with satisfaction, and she asked, "What if the company arranges for you to go to the United States with President Chen this time? Would you be willing to go?"

Gulnazar's tense expression instantly collapsed. Her eyes widened in astonishment, her mouth involuntarily agape, filled with disbelief, and she blurted out, "Ah!? America."

Do you have a passport?

"Yes, yes."

How's your English?

"I... am not good."

Li Jing smiled and said, "It's alright, it doesn't matter if your English isn't good. You'll mainly be working with President Chen, helping him with various miscellaneous tasks. This is just an idea of ​​mine. The company is about to invest in a new movie, and President Qi will still be staying in China. President Chen will only have a driver left. If you're willing, I'll talk to President Qi and arrange for you to work as President Chen's assistant. I believe that with your attentiveness and meticulousness, you should be able to handle the job. But it also depends on what you think. Are you willing?"

Li Jing's arrangement was completely different from what Gulnazar had imagined, but now, she nodded almost without hesitation and said, "Mr. Li, I'm willing!"

……

"...If you want to develop in the direction of a singer, of course there is no problem. However, compared with film and television, our company's resources in singing are a bit weaker."

Chen Nuo looked at the handsome young man in front of her, whose face was flushed, and smiled, "But I think it's great that you have this idea. Your voice is very distinctive. I just heard you sing a few lines, and although I'm not an expert, I think your voice is really good and your emotions are also very well conveyed. If you want to develop into a singer, I think our company can also help you contact some good producers and music teachers in the industry to provide you with some support."

Yang Zi, listening from the side, felt a pang of jealousy. Her question hadn't elicited such a long and detailed response from President Chen.

Xiao Zhan's eyes were a little red with excitement, and he stood up straight. "Yes, President Chen, I understand. I will definitely work hard and live up to your expectations!"

Chen Nuo glanced at the time and smiled, "Yeah, keep it up! I have high hopes for you. Aim to become a crossover superstar in film, television, and music!"

"Okay, Mr. Chen, I will do my best!"

Seeing Xiao Zhan's proud and excited appearance, Yang Zi couldn't help but curse in her heart, "You, Xiao, why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror!"
Chen Nuo said, "Since there are no other problems, shall we leave it at that for today?"

"Okay! Thank you, Mr. Chen."

"Thank you, Mr. Chen."

"Thank you, Mr. Chen. Could you please sign your name for me?" Zeng Yuezhi asked.

"Me too!" Xiao Zhan immediately raised his hand high.

Yang Zi spat inwardly, calling him a bootlicker, and then exclaimed, "President Chen, me too!"

Dilraba opened her mouth, but didn't say anything.

Before she arrived, she thought Chen Nuo would talk to her alone, after all... unlike Yang Zi and the others, she was selected through an interview.

Unexpectedly, when she arrived today, Chen Nuo treated her no differently than anyone else.

This left Dilraba feeling somewhat down.

So, she didn't ask for any autographs, and she didn't say much either. She just said goodbye along with everyone else when she left.

"Wow, I actually got Mr. Chen's autograph!"

"Yuezhi, you're so brave! Aren't you afraid?"

"I'm not afraid, I'm glutinous rice..."

"Awesome, I was so nervous just now."

"Hehe, actually I'm the same..."

Listening to Yang Zi and the others talking excitedly in hushed tones, Dilraba had no intention of speaking at all.

She followed behind Yang Zi and the others, walking through the company's office area, and was about to walk out the door.

Just then, she suddenly saw a long-haired girl at the front desk humming a song while tidying up her things, looking like she was in a good mood.

Dilraba stopped abruptly, stunned.

It wasn't just that the girl was very beautiful, which amazed her, but also because the girl's profile suggested that she was also Uyghur, just like her.

Just then, the girl seemed to sense something and raised her head as well.

The two girls' eyes met in mid-air for a fleeting moment.

……

……

They met last year on the show "Best Scene," where she was the host and he was the guest. They got to know each other through an interview and eventually got together.

Wu Jing had lost count of how many times they had broken up over the past year.

Perhaps this is the inescapable fate of secret couples.

"Sigh." Wu exclaimed.

His thoughts drifted back to his current film. What should he do? Did he really have to mortgage his house and take a desperate gamble? Could this film really succeed?

Just as a thousand thoughts were swirling in my mind, my phone suddenly rang.

He grabbed it and took a look.

It wasn't Xie Nan, but Lü Jianmin, the chairman of Chunqiu Times Company.

This was also the only investor who did not directly reject him.

But they just didn't directly refuse.

Mr. Lü is only willing to add flowers to brocade, not to provide charcoal in snowy weather. At most, he will contribute 1 million yuan out of the 2000 million yuan investment he seeks, under the right conditions.

What constitutes appropriate conditions?
When his movie is finished, but he lacks post-production or marketing funds, Mr. Lü is willing to provide the money.

This Fujianese boss who runs a film and television company in Beijing is shrewd to the core.

Wu Jing took a deep breath, put on a smile before answering the phone, and then pressed the call button, saying cheerfully, "Hehe, Mr. Lü, what a rare guest! What can I do for you so late?"

There was no greeting on the other end of the phone, just a blunt question in heavily accented Mandarin: "Xiao Wu, are you in Beijing?"

"No, I'm in Nanjing."

"So, are you coming back tomorrow?"

"Well, it depends. I'm in special training right now, so it's usually not easy to ask for leave. Mr. Lü, what's up?"

"That's right, you know that Director Li Yang and I are old friends."

"I know……"

When Wu Jing first approached him, he knew that Lü Jianmin's film company had invested in "Blind Shaft" seven years prior. This was the only notable film investment in Lü's many years of experience. Therefore, Wu Jing had boasted about it extensively back then.

But what is the relationship between Li Yang, the director of "Blind Shaft," and Wu Jing? Is he being asked to act in a film?
We need to make things clear as soon as possible, so that it's not difficult to refuse later if the other party asks.

Before Lü Jianmin could speak, Wu Jing replied, "Mr. Lü, haha, as you know, I'm not planning to take on any acting roles recently. I just want to focus on doing this project well."

"I'm not taking on any roles. I know you're working on your movie right now. It's an action film, a patriotic film, a military-themed movie, right?"

"Yes."

"That's right. You know Director Li and #￥! They've known each other for a long time and have always had a good relationship. I just heard some news from Director Li that they're preparing to invest in a patriotic film. Although the investment isn't much, only ten or twenty million, but... you know, if they invest, you won't have to worry about no one else investing. Hurry back."

Wu Jing jumped up from the bed to the floor. "Investment?"

"Yes, investment. Can you come back tomorrow?"

"Yes, yes, yes..." Wu Jing replied, wanting to ask which company it was, because he really couldn't understand Boss Lü's Fujian-accented Mandarin, and he hadn't heard the key words clearly.

But Lü Jianmin was already rattling off, "Xiao Wu, hurry up! You know, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. It's urgent over there. Get that PPT you showed me ready, I'll go with you."

"Okay, Mr. Lü. Mr. Lü, please don't hang up yet. I still want to ask, which company is it?"

"Which company? Didn't I just tell you? Completely renovated."

Renewal! Complete! Completely new!

Wu Jing plopped back down on the bed.

"Mr. Lü, you mean... completely renovated? Which one?" he asked again.

"Who else? Chen Nuo's?"

"Mr. Lü, you're not kidding me, are you?"

"What are you talking about? I'm drinking with Director Li right now. He just told me. Do you want him to tell you himself?"

"No need, no need! Okay, Mr. Lü, I'll book the plane ticket right now, and I'll arrive tomorrow morning!"

"Okay, send me a text message once you've booked the tickets, and I'll have someone pick you up from the airport."

"it is good."

The phone hangs up.

Wu Jing immediately bought the earliest flight for tomorrow morning on her phone, and then started making phone calls. After working for half a day, she finally finished all the preparations.

At this moment, he thought of Xie Nan again.

After thinking about it, I made a phone call.

Beep beep.

It rang for a long time but no one answered.

The next day, Wu Jing got into President Lü's car outside Beijing Airport a little after 9 a.m.

Lu Jianmin actually came to pick him up in person.

Then, upon hearing from General Manager Lü that he had personally arranged a time for him this morning through Director Li Yang, Wu Jingzhen was extremely grateful. If Director Li Yang were in front of him, Wu Jingzhen would have kowtowed to him several times.

Lu Jianmin said cheerfully, "Now I just hope everything goes smoothly."

Wu Jing was filled with excitement. He hadn't slept a wink last night in preparation for the flight, and had only managed to sleep for about an hour on the plane. However, he wasn't sleepy at all.

Looking at the familiar streets of Beijing, he couldn't help but ask, "Brother Lü, will we be able to see Chen Nuo this time?"

Lu Jianmin scratched his head and said, "I don't know. Director Li made the appointment with their General Manager Qi, but I think... it should be possible, right?"

Wu Jing nodded and sighed, "Actually, I've always wanted to meet Chen Nuo. Even if we can't reach an agreement in the end, I still want to have a chat with him."

"Oh why?"

"Because... well, I can't really explain it. Maybe I just admire him."

……

In the end, Wu Jing got what he wanted.

He met Chen Nuo in the newly renovated office.

Chen Nuo also met Wu Jing.

When he finished reading the script outline Wu Jing gave him in his newly renovated office, he was filled with emotion.

I swear to God, he really did intend to trade one for one.

My idea was to invest some money in a patriotic film. I didn't care if I lost some money; as long as I didn't lose everything, I could just consider it paying taxes.

In his memory, those patriotic films that made a lot of money were all released very late.

He had no idea that the sequel to "Wolf Warrior 2" was already in preparation at this time. And in this world, is there really such a thing as making "No Man's Land" and giving it away as a gift to "Wolf Warrior"?

Who would have thought of this?

(End of this chapter)