HuaYu: The most muscular director in history!

Chapter 122 Oh dear, the new Three Kingdoms, is starting!

In the quiet office, Yifei's sweet voice played for a while before Xiang Nan finally answered the phone.

The moment the call connected, a real-life version of a nagging phone ringtone came through: "You blockhead! Why haven't you answered the phone for so long? Were you mesmerized by my ringtone again?"

Xiang Nan leaned back in the boss's chair, his eyes fixed on the three words "Little Pudding" on his phone, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"No, I only listened for a minute."

"Hmph! If I'd known, I wouldn't have accompanied you to record this ringtone."

Xiang Nan laughed heartily, "Is the fairy sister embarrassed? Don't worry, I'll answer her faster from now on."

"I hope you keep your word! Humph!"

After a few casual words, Xiang Nan got down to business: "Have you packed your things? Did you miss me when you called?"

A soft, slightly aggrieved whimper came from the other end of the phone. "No, uh, okay, I do miss you a little bit, just a little bit."

Xiang Nan on the other end of the phone was laughing so hard he could hardly breathe. He could almost picture Yi Fei pinching her fingertips together, creating a tiny slit in the fabric.

"Actually, I came to you today to ask you a question."

"Okay, go ahead."

Yifei sniffed on the other end of the phone, glanced back at her mother who was tidying up the house, and said, "My fans keep urging me to hold a concert. I have no experience, what if I mess it up?"

"Ah, it's this." Xiang Nan sat up straight, raised his head slightly, and pondered for more than ten seconds.

I think I've been urging for more updates, and I even told Feng Man to hold a fan appreciation event today, right?

Brother Chuan also asked me to hold a book signing event, so here it is —

"Hmm—how about this, Little Pudding? I'm planning a fan appreciation event, let's do a big autograph session together then."

Yifei's voice instantly brightened, her sweet, childlike tone tinged with excitement. "Really? Then I won't have to face so many people alone anymore?"

"Why would I lie to you, little pudding?" Xiang Nan's tone softened as he picked up his thermos and took a sip of tea.

"You sing two songs, we'll sing one together, and I'll do the rest. I guarantee no one will laugh at you."

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a soft muttering.

"I knew you were the best, I want to hug you right now."

Xiang Nan chuckled, feeling a pang of longing for Yi Fei's sweet and soft body.

"Then tell me your home address, and I'll come find you and lift you up high."

"No, no!" Yifei cried out, her voice shrill. "My mom's home!"

"Last time she caught you nagging me, I... there. She nagged me about it for days."

Xiang Nan suppressed a laugh and teased her on purpose, "Then after Aunt Liu leaves, I'll sneak over? Hmm, hmm, you know what I mean?"

"You're so annoying, you big blockhead!" Yifei's voice was shy and a little coquettish.

Suddenly, Liu Xiaoli's voice came from the other end of the phone, tinged with helplessness.

"Yifei, come here and get me the flowerpot. Who are you dawdling about on the phone with?"

Yifei panicked, her tone becoming much more hurried: "Big blockhead, I'm hanging up now, we'll talk later!"

"Mom, I'm here!"

"Beep beep beep————"

The phone went dead. Xiang Nan looked at his phone and shook his head helplessly.

He put down his phone and pressed the call button on the table.

In the assistant's office on the other side, Feng Man was lying on a single sofa with a face mask on when she suddenly heard Nan Guo's voice.

"Manman, come here for a moment."

"Ugh—damn it!" Feng Man ripped off the super expensive face mask with a huff, then thought for a moment and stuffed it back into the packaging.

"I'll pamper you later."

After finishing all that, she wiped her face and walked toward Xiang Nan's office.

They came back a little while later.

"What was supposed to be a small appreciation event turned into a large-scale autograph session? Thank goodness I didn't organize it!"

After thinking for a moment, she took out her phone and posted an announcement in a QQ group called "South American Concentration Camps":

[Nanmei's sister Manman: Attention! High alert! Nanmei and Sister Qianqian are about to hold a joint autograph session. More details to follow!]

[Little Bookworm Loves His Wife]: Is Zun Du fake? Will Qian Qian go too?

[Concerned citizen Qian]: Holy crap, this is big news! Thank you, Sister Manman!

[Jelly Qian]: Thank you, Sister Manman. Was the face mask I gave you last time any good?

[Lei Ge Fan]: Holy crap, this time I'm definitely going to have a one-on-one fight with Nan Mei!

Xiang Nan was unaware that Feng Man, the former leader of the fan group, had not only become his older sister but also enjoyed the tributes from the fans.

Of course, even if he knew, he didn't react much.

Three days later, time flew by.

Although Xiang Nan only said a few words at the last meeting, those few words were the overall policy, and it will take a long time to make plans and budgets.

Of course, this does not affect the company's project approval process.

At nine o'clock that morning, the sofas in Xingnanfei Company's reception room were full of people.

Xiang Nan sat in the main seat, with Han Jianu and Xue Qi on either side, each holding a document.

Xue Qi is a newly recruited producer, a quiet and reserved young man who immediately takes on a big project.

Little Ma, Director Yang from CCTV-8, and the dazzling Lu Zheng sat opposite each other in turn.

Feng Man brought out tea and gently placed it in front of everyone.

The people opposite him were all big names in their respective fields, and Xiang Nan spent quite a while exchanging pleasantries with them.

Five minutes later.

"Gentlemen, Director Yang, let's cut the small talk and get down to business," Xiang Nan said, tapping the table lightly with his fingertips.

"I'm planning to launch a new 'Three Kingdoms' project, and today we'll discuss the investment amount. Let me start by stating the minimum investment: at least 1.8 million, with a maximum of 2.2 million."

100 million!"

Upon hearing this, the three people opposite him all tensed up.

Director Yang stared at the cups on the coffee table for a while before speaking: "The subject matter of 'New Three Kingdoms' is compelling, but the demand for extras is enormous, and it's not easy to find the right people."

"I suggest bringing in the August First Film Studio; they have plenty of manpower and extras. As for us, we can handle 25%."

Xiang Nan nodded slightly: "This suggestion is feasible. We can talk about the back door later. Just call them over."

"Jia Nu, you'll need to contact the Bayi team later to discuss the details of the collaboration."

Han Jianu nodded immediately and quickly wrote down her thoughts in her notebook.

Little Ma leaned forward: "Our Little Ma Galloping doesn't have a big appetite. To be honest, 2 million is a bit exaggerated. President Xiang, how about we take half?"

Xiang Nan's eyelids twitched.

Half a percent? So you're just here to lend your name? To ride the wave of popularity?

But he nodded anyway: "Okay, we'll have both teams discuss the contract in detail later."

He looked at Lu Zheng, who had been silent all along, and the latter had a stern face ever since he came in.

"Mr. Lu, how do you plan to participate in the 'Starry Night' event?"

Lu Zheng raised his head, switched legs, and continued to cross his legs. "The new Three Kingdoms is not easy to film. I don't have high hopes for it, nor do I think it can surpass its predecessor."

Xiang Nan frowned.

He certainly knew he couldn't surpass the original, but times are changing, and if you don't make it, plenty of others will remake it.

A TV series isn't just about portraying heroes as virtuous and righteous; it's also about making money and promoting actors!

"but!"

Xiang Nan frowned, his gaze fixed on Lu Zheng, refusing to look away.

He wanted to see what else this guy was going to say.

"However, if Mr. Xiang were to reserve a role for me, I wouldn't mind applying!"

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