He Is Warmer Than Time

Song Ran whispered: "So, director, have you ever thought about finding a different way?"

Director Li glanced at her warily, got up and said, "It's still early, let's go to your house for some tea."

Song Ran quickly stood up: "Okay, my mother Wu is also good at making tea. I made honey osmanthus stuffed by myself a year ago, and now I drink it, just right."

Half an hour later, the two of them sat on the sofa in Song Ran's side room. Madam Wu made a tea set for making tea and drank it while cooking. Director Li glanced at her: "What did the sentence just now mean?"

Song Ran held a small tea cup and said with a smile: "Director, what do you think the show business will be in the future? How many years can the art troupe last?"

Director Li played with the exquisite teacup in his hand, pondered for a moment and said, "Tell me your opinion."

Song Ran didn't intend to be vague to Director Li, and said straightforwardly: "I plan to set up my own film and television company. After the last film of the cultural troupe, I plan to leave here."

Director Li has no emotional ups and downs, and does not seem to be angry or shocked.

She calmly said: "So what you were after was [Qingyuan Chronicles] at first, not [Wu Zetian Biography], right?"

Song Ran chuckled: "You are wise and wise, how can I hide your fiery eyes with a little trick? Indeed, what I am after is [Chronicles of Qingyuan]."

"You asked me to fight for Wu Zetian, just to make me and Shao Tuan conflict, right?"

Song Ran smiled with a guilty conscience: "I can't hide anything from you."

Director Li took a sip of tea and praised: "Well, it really is a good tea."

Song Ran said nervously: "So... what do you think?"

Director Li glanced at her: "I knew your intentions from the beginning, but I did what you wanted. What do you think of me?"

Song Ran stretched out his hand and hugged her: "Are you willing to join my company?"

Director Li looked at her disgustingly: "Don't hug and hug at every turn. You can talk about your plan. I have to see. If you are just playing around on a whim, I will definitely not accompany you. "

Song Ran immediately returned to his serious face: "Director Li, within a few years, film and television companies will gradually replace the old models of art troupes and studios, and even the emerging models of economic companies and individual studios. ...Foreign countries, as well as some companies from Hong Kong and Taiwan, have adopted this model now."

Director Li looked at her with some relief and nodded slightly, motioning her to continue.

Song Ran continued: "After this [Chronicles of Qingyuan] is finished, I hope to get an award, and then I will retreat behind the scenes."

Director Li teased gently: "It's a pity that you retreat behind the scenes with such conditions."

Song Ran smiled: "I have taken a fancy to Mu Mian and Feng Bao'er. Feng Bao'er is basically sure she will join me. Mu Mian hasn't said yet, but I don't think the problem is big."

Director Li nodded: "Well, Mu Mian is good, and Feng Bao'er is also good."

The little girl's vision is still okay, but it's also a good material for running a company.

Song Ran continued: "Regarding resources, you don’t have to worry about the director. I know a lot of people, plus my brother-in-law is in business and has a wide network of contacts. Besides, my godfather is the commander-in-chief. Of course, I will not use him. Oh, yes, I also have friendship with the second young master of the mayor’s house, so if I want to come to some investors and TV stations, it will sell me more or less face."