Entertainment: A whirlwind marriage with a fairy-like mother at the start!

Yu Le nodded in satisfaction and turned to look at Yang Nuo.

"Director Yang."

"arrive!"

Yang Nuo instinctively straightened her back and gripped her pen tightly.

"The artist management department is under your jurisdiction."

Yu Le pointed to Xue Zhiqian, who was still grinning foolishly, and then to Liu Qianqian.

"Right now we only have these two cash cows, but we'll need even more in the future. Even if you had three heads and six arms, you couldn't handle it all by yourself."

"Go recruit people. Find experienced agents as well as promising newcomers. You'll manage them yourself, and pass on your... cough, your 'persuasion through reason' skills."

Yang Nuo's eyes gleamed.

This is about delegating power!

"Don't worry, boss! I'll protect our artists perfectly. Anyone who dares to bully us will be taught a lesson!"

Yu Le's lips twitched.

Why does this girl exude such a murderous aura?

"And then there's the music aspect."

Yu Le looked at Chang Shilei.

"Stone, you're the music director. The recording studio equipment can't be left for you to handle alone. Hire a few assistants, a recording engineer, a mixing engineer—you decide."

Chang Shilei pushed up his thick-rimmed glasses, looking relieved.

"Boss, you're like a brother to me! I've been wanting to say this for a long time, if we don't hire more people soon, I'm going to die of overwork on the mixing console."

After arranging these major sections, Yu Le's gaze finally fell on Ning Hao.

Ning Hao was picking his teeth with a toothpick when he saw Yu Le looking over. He immediately sat up straight and pulled his shorts down, trying to cover his hairy legs.

"Mr. Yu, I don't have any good ideas, do I? The crew is all temporary; we just need to call out when there's work."

"Who said you were in charge of the film crew?"

Yu Le placed the thermos on the table with a dull thud.

"You take the lead in the film and television production team. If there are skilled people willing to take on long-term jobs, recruit them. From now on, we'll not only be filming other people's scripts, but also incubating our own projects."

"but……"

Yu Le changed the subject, his eyes becoming somewhat profound.

"That's not the point today."

"Besides the film and television team, I also want to start a new department."

All eyes in the room turned to him.

Liu Qianqian stopped eating candy and blinked her big eyes curiously.

"What department? Are we going to enter the food service industry?"

"Eat, eat, all you ever think about is eating." Yu Le rolled her eyes at her, then slowly uttered two words.

Special effects.

A brief silence fell over the meeting room.

A few seconds later.

Ning Hao picked at his ear, looking like he thought, "I must have misheard."

"Huh? Special effects? You mean... like Hollywood? Like The Matrix?"

"Yes." Yu Le nodded.

"Are you crazy?" Ning Hao jumped up from his chair. "That thing is a bottomless money pit! And where in China can you find a decent special effects team these days? They're all 50-cent special effects, making dragons look like eels!"

Yang Nuo nodded in agreement. Although she didn't understand technology, she did understand money.

"Boss, according to market research, the special effects industry in China is practically non-existent. If we were to get into this, it would be like throwing money into the water, and it wouldn't even make a sound."

In 2003, the Chinese film and television industry still emphasized "shooting on location".

Special effects?

That's Hollywood's prerogative.

In China, at most they would just use wires or computer-generated two awkward laser beams.

Yu Le looked at these country bumpkins who had never seen the world and sighed inwardly.

They're about to film "Chinese Paladin".

Using those cheap, low-quality special effects would be a desecration of this legendary IP.

Moreover, special effects will be an indispensable part of the future film market.

"I'll just ask you one question."

Yu Le tapped the table; the sound wasn't loud, but it conveyed an undeniable firmness.

"Since we bought the rights to 'Chinese Paladin,' we should make a fantasy drama."

What is Xianxia (fantasy martial arts)?

"It's flying on a sword, it's ten thousand swords returning to their origin, it's destroying the heavens and the earth!"

He stood up and made a huge circle with his hands.

"Do you want Li Xiaoyao to fly on a broomstick? Or do you want Zhao Ling'er to transform into an inflatable plastic snake?"

The imagery is too vivid.

Liu Qianqian covered her mouth, almost bursting out laughing.

"That's definitely not going to work!" the little girl exclaimed first. "I don't want to look so ugly!"

Ning Hao fell silent.

As a director, he certainly knew the importance of special effects.

But he knew even better the harshness of reality.

"But...Mr. Yu, there are really few talents in this field in China."

Ning Hao scratched his messy hair, looking troubled.

"Most tech people have gone into programming and website building; who's going to do this thankless and arduous task of visual effects?"

Yu Le smiled.

"Talent is always available if you squeeze it out. The reason no one wants to come is because there's little investment, poor pay, and they treat people like graphic designers."

He looked at Ning Hao with a meaningful gaze.

"Old Ning, you graduated from the Beijing Film Academy. Aren't there any people in your school, or in your social circle, who are... particularly obsessed with this kind of technique?"

Ning Hao was taken aback.

A figure suddenly popped into my mind.

That weirdo who always had messy hair and stayed in his dorm studying things like "particle rendering" and "fluid dynamics".

"Yes... there is one."

Ning Hao hesitated for a moment, then said, "Call him Li Zhaohua."

"But this person... has a slightly different brain circuit."

"How is it different?" Yu Le asked, intrigued.

"He was a slacker in school, not studying photography properly, but spending all his time glued to his computer, studying those all-English graphics textbooks. He could stay in the computer lab for three days and three nights without showering just to render the reflection of a sphere!"

Ning Hao chuckled as he spoke, as if he could smell the familiar scents of yesteryear.

"Everyone says he's gone crazy from studying too much; he gave up a perfectly good directing job to become a computer repairman."

"After graduation, he didn't go to a film crew. He said he went to Zhongguancun to assemble computers for people because he felt that the current film technology was too backward and did not match his aesthetic sense."

Yu Le's eyes lit up.

Isn't this the person he's been looking for?

In this fast-paced era, there are not many people who can calm down and delve into technology!

"Where is he?" Yu Le took a step forward.

"They're probably still holed up in that electronics market in Zhongguancun," Ning Hao said uncertainly.

"You're in charge of contacting him."

Yu Le waved his hand, his heroic spirit soaring to the clouds.

"Tell him I have top-of-the-line equipment and an unlimited budget! If he's really capable, he can do whatever he wants!"

……

End of the meeting.

Everyone received their tasks and dispersed.

Only Yu Le and Liu Qianqian remained in the office.

The little girl hadn't left yet; she was leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the neon lights outside gradually illuminate.

"Yu Le".

She suddenly turned around, backlit, her delicate face showing a rare seriousness.

"Are we really going to film 'Chinese Paladin'?"

"certainly."

Yu Le walked over to her and stood beside her.

"Scared?"

"No way." Liu Qianqian raised her chin and snorted arrogantly, "I just feel... that the role of Zhao Ling'er seems very difficult to play."

She had read the script outline.

That girl, burdened by destiny, both innocent and strong, ultimately sacrificed her life for the sake of all living beings.

too heavy.

She was much heavier than Bai Xiuzhu in "The Story of a Noble Family" and Wang Yuyan in "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils".

"Afraid of not acting well?" Yu Le turned her head to look at her.

"Hmm..." The little girl lowered her head, drawing circles on the ground with her toes. "After all, she's a descendant of Nuwa. If I mess up my performance, I'll be scolded to death."

Yu Le smiled.

He reached out and ruffled the fluffy head.

Don't worry.

"In this world, no one is more suitable for Zhao Ling'er than you."

Because you are Zhao Ling'er.

Zhao Ling'er, who amazed people and left countless people with a lingering sense of regret.

"Really?" Liu Qianqian looked up, her eyes sparkling.

"More real than real gold."

Yu Le pinched her cheek.

"My current task is to eat well, sleep well, and make my face a little rounder."

"Zhao Ling'er used to have a bit of baby fat, but you've gotten so thin lately you look like a monkey."

"You're the one who's like a monkey!"

With a candy in her mouth, Liu Qianqian retaliated indistinctly, raising her little fist and punching Yu Le's arm.

"Oh, right."

Yu Le suddenly remembered something.

"If Li Zhaohua comes, be polite to him."

Why?

"Because whether you look good flying in the sky and whether you can emit colorful light will all depend on his mood."

Upon hearing this, Liu Qianqian immediately stood up straight, her face serious.

"Got it!"

"From now on, I'll protect him when he comes! Anyone who dares to bully him, I'll be the first to let Xue Zhiqian bite them!"

At the same time, Xue Zhiqian outside suddenly sneezed loudly.

"Achoo—!"

"Who? Who's talking about me?"

He rubbed his nose, staring blankly at the empty corridor.

"Could it be that my talent has finally moved the heavens?"

Chang Shilei poked his head out of the recording studio and rolled his eyes at him mercilessly.

"I don't know if God is moved, but if you don't get back into the studio and finish recording the last line, I'm going to make you feel moved."