This director is so innocent.

Chapter 80: A Stunning Spectacle (Seeking First Subscription)

"No, I'm still considering it."

"I think we can find a Hong Kong or Taiwanese star to act in it. That way, we can make it a co-production and participate in the Golden Horse and Hong Kong Film Awards," Huang Jiaqiang suggested.

"That's fine, but forget about actors from Taiwan. I'd recommend actors from Hong Kong instead." Su Jin agreed with Huang Jiaqiang's suggestion.

The Golden Horse and Hong Kong Film Awards are essentially the private domain of people from Hong Kong and Taiwan. There is severe regional discrimination, and they are used specifically to promote their own people.

For example, the one on the left at the Heavenly Banquet won the Golden Horse Award for Best Actor in 2010 for his role in "Monga".

That year, he beat Qin Hao, the award favorite for "Spring Fever".

Unfortunately, this guy was a hopeless case; all the movies he made in mainland China flopped, resulting in a complete financial loss.

Even though two other people who were not as good as him back then have become popular in mainland China, he remains unknown.

The Golden Statue is no exception.

In 2011, Tse B-Wong beat out four legendary actors—Chow Yun-fat, Leung Ka-fai, Nick Cheung, and the God of Songs—to win the Best Actor award, which was entirely due to the support of the Hong Kong Directors Guild.

Xie Biwang's performance in "The Informant" was absolutely terrible.

His facial expression was like that of someone with Parkinson's disease, twitching and stiff.

The other three actually knew the results before the awards ceremony.

Leung Ka-fai and the "God of Songs" didn't attend the event to join in the fun, and that year's Hong Kong Film Awards ceremony seemed more like a push to promote a new generation of Hong Kong filmmakers.

"Leung Ka-fai, Zha Zha Hui, Yam Tat Wah —" Wong Ka-keung rattled off seven or eight names in one breath, but didn't mention any names of the same caliber as Andy Lau and Chow Yun-fat.

He was quite aware of his own limitations; the salaries of actors of Andy Lau's caliber were too high, and their production team simply couldn't afford them.

"Zha Zha Hui won't do, he's too thin and weak, and his Mandarin isn't good either. Ren Dahua is out of the question too," Su Jin decided directly.

Ren Dahua seems to have some issues later on, so I'm not considering him.

"Old Ning, what do you think of Liang Jiahui?"

"He's the only one left, why are you asking me?"

"I was just asking for your opinion!"

"roll."

Su Jin knew he was throwing a tantrum, after all, she had promised him that she wouldn't make the decisions about the actors and would let him choose for himself.

He didn't seem to mind and asked again, "How's Liang Jiahui?"

"Yes, I quite like him. His books 'The Chess Player' and 'The Lover' are very good."

The film "The Lover" was excellent, sparking a viewing frenzy in France and breaking the box office record that year.

"Then let's tentatively confirm Liang Jiahui," Su Jin said.

"What about that bureau chief husband?" Huang Jiaqiang asked.

"Let's see if Sun Honglei is interested. If he is, then we'll decide on him."

"Should we replace the bureau chief?"

"No need to change, Zhou Xun and Liang Jiahui are enough."

After Su Jin finished speaking, she instructed, "Old Huang, ask Wang Jinghua if she's free tomorrow. If she is, Ning Hao and I will go see her tomorrow."

"Why are you looking for her?"

"Liang Jiahui's mainland agency contract is in her hands."

Why is Wong Jing-hua considered the top agent in mainland China?

It's because she has a large number of big stars under her control, not to mention those from mainland China, everyone knows that.

Let's talk about Hong Kong and Taiwan! There's Leung Ka-fai, Lau Ka-ling, Ng Kwan-yu, Yeung Tsz-king, Golf, and Anita Yuen —

"Old Ning, are you free tomorrow?"

"Yes." Ning Hao nodded and asked, "Is there anything else? If not, I'll be going now."

"Why are you going back so soon! Let's have dinner together tonight!"

"Your sister misses me a lot, I want to go back and be with her."

"Roll, roll, roll—"

After Ning Hao left, Su Jin said to Huang Jiaqiang, "Release the news that Ning Hao's new film has received an additional 4000 million yuan investment from a mysterious investor, and that a big star will be invited to star in it. Make a big deal out of the four Dan actresses, two Bing actresses, and the four Heavenly Kings."

Don't forget about premium investments either.

If this works out, I'll definitely give you a huge year-end bonus.

Upon hearing about the large year-end bonus, Huang Jiaqiang instantly perked up and said seriously, "Don't worry, boss, I guarantee I'll complete the task."

After finishing their conversation, Su Jin took out "Psychological Crime" from the safe and went to find Shen Haobo, while also checking on the bookstore's progress.

When you don't have money, you start to panic.

"Boss, have you finished filming?" Shen Haobo asked in surprise.

"Okay." After Su Jin sat down, she handed "Psychological Crime" to Shen Haobo and said, "This is my novel for next year. You should find a time to publish it as soon as possible."

Shen Haobo was quite surprised when he saw that the stacked book, "Psychological Crime," was seven or eight centimeters high. It must have at least seven or eight hundred thousand words!

He separated the books and discovered that there were actually five volumes.

"Boss, you're really amazing! You even had time to write a novel while filming."

"Do you think I'm a god? This adds up to a million words! Where would I find the time? These are all things I wrote before."

Shen Haobo gave an awkward laugh, tidied up the books, and said, "Boss, is your film company out of money?"

How did you know?

"Old Huang told me that he asked if I had any money here. He said that if I didn't have any money, we could temporarily allocate five million."

"You don't need to worry about that. We've already figured out a solution for the money. Your most important task now is to get 'Psychological Crime' done well."

"OK." Shen Haobo thought for a moment and said, "Boss, what do you think about next year's May Day?"

Su Jin thought about it for a moment and felt it was alright.

May is the time when "Struggle" airs, and he should become popular then, which will help boost the popularity of "Struggle".

The sales of "Psychological Crime".

"Let's do it on May Day! The second one will be released in October."

"Isn't this timeframe a bit too tight?"

Is it tight?

"Isn't it a big deal? Look, there's only a five-month gap between the two releases. If you go online so quickly, those haters will definitely say you're just making easy money."

"What do you mean by making easy money? These books are all carefully written by me, they took countless hours of my effort, they were written day and night."

"I know, but haters won't see it that way! They'll relentlessly attack you, saying you're exploiting your fans."

"We'll see then! How's the bookstore doing?"

"The designer produced several versions of concept art, but I wasn't satisfied with them, so I sent them back for revisions."

"Where's the picture? Let me see it."

Shen Haobo got up, walked to a bookshelf, took down three rolls from it, and spread them out on the table.

"Take a look."

Su Jin got up and looked at them carefully for a while, then said, "Open the other two and take a look too."

Without saying a word, Shen Haobo spread out two more tables on the floor since there wasn't enough room on the table.

Su Jin looked at it for a moment, then took the first one down and laid it on the ground for comparison.

Three pictures, three styles.

The first is the style of ancient architecture, the second is the style of Western architecture, and the third is a combination of Chinese and Western styles.

His favorite is the third one, which combines Chinese and Western styles, possessing both the minimalist beauty of the West and the grandeur of the East.

"Which one did you choose?" Su Jin asked, looking at the design and stroking her chin.

The third one.

Su Jin remained noncommittal, then asked, "Is there anything else?"

"there is none left."

"Isn't the third one pretty good? What are you dissatisfied with?"

"If the design isn't unique, it won't become a landmark building."

After thinking about it carefully, Su Jin realized that Shen Haobo was quite right. The third picture was nice, but it just didn't quite have the same wow factor; it wasn't amazing.

To put it bluntly, it's not something you immediately think, "Holy crap, that's gorgeous!"

Thinking of this, he suddenly thought of a building that was truly stunning.

Do you have any red paper? The bright red kind?

"No." Shen Haobo shook his head and asked, "Boss, what do you need red paper for?"

"You complained that this wasn't good enough! I'll build you a structure!"

"————" Shen Haobo looked at Su Jin in surprise.

"What are you staring at! Is there any red paper or not?"

"Boss, stop messing with me. You can't just mess around with a bookstore like this. All the company's funds are tied up in it. It's a matter of life and death for our company."

"I'm not kidding you. Take a look first. If it doesn't work out, you don't have to."

Hearing that he could refuse, Shen Haobo breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that Su Jin would take it seriously, which would be disastrous.

Ok?

He thought he just heard a word: building.

Aren't buildings designed?

Can we still use the word "搭"?

"Boss, if I heard you correctly, you said 'build a structure'?"

"Yes, it's about building structures."

Su Jin didn't want to waste any more words with him, so she directly ordered, "Where's your assistant? Tell your assistant to go to the stationery store and buy a stack of bright red cardboard."

Shen Haobo responded and turned to walk outside. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Su Jin was playing him.

How can the word "build" be used in architecture?

Twenty minutes later.

Shen Haobo's assistant bought back the bright red cardboard.

Su Jin picked up a pencil and ruler and began to write and draw.

After confirming the dimensions, cut the strips of paper one by one.

Then they asked Shen Haobo and his assistant to use double-sided tape to roll the paper strips into square sticks.

After rolling it up, Su Jin picked up two sticks and arranged them into the shape of the character "二" (two). Then she picked up two sticks that were 1.5 centimeters longer than the first stick and placed them vertically, thus forming the character "井" (well).

Then repeat the above steps, layer after layer, until there are thirteen layers, with the top layer covered with sticks and gaps in the middle.

Finally, four larger sticks were used as pillars to support the entire building structure.

"How is it?"

Shen Haobo and his assistant stared at the bright red, openwork building, hardly believing their eyes, their mouths agape.

"This is fucking gorgeous!" Shen Haobo couldn't help but swear.

Although this building is just a model and is somewhat rough around the edges, you can still see the beauty of architecture and the beauty of Chinese culture.

Hahaha----

That's right, this building is the China Pavilion.

Designed by Professor Ho King-tong, winner of the inaugural "Leung Si-cheng Architecture Prize".

Shen Haobo and his team were so surprised because the Chinese pavilion he built was quite large, over 50 centimeters high and over 30 centimeters wide.

"Boss, how did you come up with this?" Shen Haobo was so excited that he was almost incoherent.

There's no way around it, this building is just so stunning, it makes you want to swear the moment you see it.

"Is it that difficult? I just thought of it casually," Su Jin said casually.

Shen Haobo rolled his eyes. This boss was great in every way, except he loved to smear people's faces.

He used to see Su Jin publish books as easily as drinking water, releasing two or three books a year. When asked how she did it, he would give her that expression just now.

Su Jin noticed that it was getting dark outside the window. She glanced at her watch; it was past 5:30. Time to leave.

"If you think this building is okay, you can use it. Of course, you'll need to consult the designer for the specific parameters, which I don't understand. You'll also need to consult him about the facilities inside."

"You can also ask him to make changes to the building's exterior, but the color must be bright red, and the appearance cannot be changed too much."

As Su Jin spoke, she seemed to suddenly remember something. She picked up the building, pointed to a pillar, and said, "We can engrave the names of the authors who have signed contracts with our company here in small seal script."

Of course, for a long-term contract, you need to set certain standards, preferably quite stringent ones.

Ancient scholars aspired to leave their mark on history, and modern scholars are no exception, but they generally fail to do so.

If the China Pavilion is built, we can engrave their names on it, then get the media to hype it up and create some buzz, saying how awesome they are. I believe many writers would be interested.

Perhaps in the future, two writers will get into an argument, and one of them will list all his honors, while the other will only casually say, "My name is engraved in Jianmu Hall."

Then the man became furious, but there was nothing he could do.

Su Jin thought about it again and realized that he had said everything he needed to say. The main thing was that he had only been to the China Pavilion once and didn't remember many things.

The fact that it's finally up now is thanks to a small one he built in his dorm room when he was bored in his previous life.

"Okay, I'm leaving."

"No! Boss, please explain the details again. I've decided to use this one."

"How would I know the details? I'm not an architecture student. You should ask the designer for the details."

"I'm not talking about the details, I'm referring to the idea behind the name engraving—are there any other good ideas?"

"No, that's all I can think of right now."

"Alright then! Take care, boss."

Su Jin nodded slightly and was about to leave when she heard Shen Haobo say, "Boss, wait a minute."

"What is it now? I'm very busy."

"It's... it's that name engraving thing. I wonder if my name can be engraved?" Shen Haobo rubbed his hands together and said with a shameless grin.

"Of course, you're my partner, so you're certainly qualified," Su Jin replied without hesitation.

"Thank you, boss." Shen Haobo was as happy as a 200-pound fat man.

As Su Jin stepped out of the Jianmu Culture office area, he ran into Huang Jiaqiang, who had come looking for him.

Tell him that you have already contacted Wang Jinghua and that he can visit her anytime tomorrow afternoon if he is free.

Su Jin nodded, took out her phone, and called Ning Hao as she went downstairs to tell him the time to meet.

Neon lights, bustling traffic.

Although it was only a little past six o'clock, there were already signs of traffic jams in the capital city. Looking around, there were rows of white-haired tortoises.

Ring ring— Ring ring—

Taking advantage of the traffic light, Su Jin put on her Bluetooth headset, pressed the answer button, and heard a voice coming from the microphone—

A sweet voice.

Her voice was very sweet, extremely sweet.

"Su Jin, where are you?"

"There's a bit of traffic on Chaoyang Road, it might take another ten minutes or so to get there."

"Okay, then drive slowly."

"Um."

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