How did I become famous?

"Do you have medicine? No..." Fang Bie waved his hand, "Actually, I came to this movie with a mission."

"Uh... a mission?"

Wu Kai was genuinely a bit bewildered.

He came here to put down Liu Mang, and also to take a jab at Fang Bie, who dared to take in Liu Mang.

Before coming, he had already inquired about the potential of a film with an investment of several million. It wasn't an art film, and it was a war film.

When he arrived at the scene, he didn't even see the props needed for the explosion scene.

He wouldn't have bothered watching such an amateurish team anyway; if it weren't for Liu Mang and his gang, he would have left long ago.

"We'll talk about that later," Fang Bie said with a smile. "Director Wu, what did Liu Mang do to offend you?"

"Heh." Wu Kai said dismissively, "That guy plagiarized my script before, and then I kicked him out."

Plagiarism of the script?

Why don't you believe me, Fang Bie?

Fang Bie knew Liu Mang fairly well; he was a guy who thought too highly of himself. Would he plagiarize someone else's script?

Believe it or not, it's actually quite possible.

What good scripts can a songwriter like him write?

No, that's not right either. Maybe Liu Mang, that fat guy, really does have real talent and skills.

After all, he was the only one who could see that his movie script was unreliable.

No, that's not right. This guy's later enthusiasm for the movie probably means he's just as much of a slacker as I am.

"So that's why you're targeting him?"

"With those troublemakers around, let me be frank, your movie is doomed."

"Oh?" Fang Bie's eyes lit up, a smile spreading across his face. "It's good that it's hopeless!"

"Uh...?" Wu Kai was dumbfounded.

what does this mean?

Fang glanced over there and lowered his voice: "To tell you the truth, the investor in this movie isn't President Su, it's his daughter."

Wu Kai was taken aback: "Daughter?"

"Yeah, kids are all rebellious, that's why that young lady ran off to make a movie with her own money. Otherwise, how could the movie only have a budget of seven million?"

Fang gave him a heads-up: "Do you know what task President Su gave me? My task is to make this movie flop, and then take the young lady back to inherit billions of dollars."

Wu Kai looked on in disbelief: "Are you kidding me?! There's no such thing as a ridiculous story!"

"Why would I lie to you? We're not related at all. Besides, since you're here, you should be able to tell that I don't have anything here. Even the actors were all found on the spot."

Fang Bie gestured to Yan Shuangying, who stood beside him with a blank expression but sharp eyes: "Hey bro, do you see this? He's the lead actor in my movie, and his job is the young lady's bodyguard."

"Is that so?" After a long silence, Wu Kai finally blurted out, "Rich people really know how to have fun..."

He is certainly a rich man, but it depends on who you compare him to.

Compared to Bill Gates, even if you're the richest man in your village, you're still a poor wretch.

"Right, I think so too." Fang Bie put his arm around his shoulder. "But you have to understand one thing: if this movie doesn't get made, the young lady definitely won't let it go. You know how rich kids are; they only have a short attention span. The more you tell her not to film, the more she'll want to. Once she gets her father and brother to pull some strings, and the whole lavish production is made, and Liu Mang gets a taste of his own medicine, can you handle that?"

Wu Kai felt like he was about to be convinced.

"So what do you mean?"

"Let her direct!" Fang Bie waved his hand. "To be honest, Director Wu, I'm a complete novice. I know absolutely nothing about filmmaking. And she's bringing along a bunch of guys who are even more amateur than me. What are you worried about? If the movie flops, Liu Mang will have to slink out of the film industry. Aren't you happy about that?"

"Awesome, of course it's awesome!" Wu Kai already believed about 70% of what he said. "But bro, there's still a problem here."

He even called him his younger brother.

Fang raised an eyebrow: "Oh? What's the problem?"

"You're being so unprofessional. Won't that make it easy for that Miss Su to see through your tricks?"

Wu Kai was genuinely worried.

Actually, the set design and props were quite professional, after all, those troublemakers were top experts in the industry back then.

But the other director was too amateurish; he had absolutely no idea how to make a war film.

"Let me tell you, first of all, you need to find more extras. What's the appeal of a war movie? The spectacle! If your spectacle isn't good, how can you fool people? What can you do with just a few dozen extras?"

"Secondly, there are the explosion scenes. Let me tell you, we can't rely entirely on special effects. You know what the level of special effects in China is like. Explosions have to be real! That's what makes them look real! Add a few cars blowing up or something, and it'll look professional!"

Fang Bie humbly asked for advice: "Brother, to be honest, the young lady only has about two million in savings. The remaining four million was secretly given to her by her brother. That's all the budget we have, so we have to cut corners on the explosion scenes and such."

Wu Kai frowned.

He was genuinely worried about Fang Bie.

It wasn't because he and Fang Bie had hit it off, but because he was worried that Fang Bie wasn't good enough and would be replaced by that young lady.

If a professional were to actually make a good film, wouldn't that scoundrel Liu Mang be able to turn his life around?

No way!

Thinking this through, Wu Kai gritted his teeth, stamped his foot, and made a decision: "Brother, just go ahead and film with confidence! Don't worry, I won't charge you! And there are too few extras. I'll find some casting directors I know and have them bring their crews to your set. You don't even need to pay for their lunches! I'll cover everything!"

"Brother, you're so generous!" Fang Bie said with a smile, handing over a Liqun cigarette. "But there's one thing I have to say upfront: if the extras you find, Brother Wu, are too professional, then I won't work there!"

"Don't worry! These extras have absolutely no acting skills!! My movie cost 80 million! I've only spent three-quarters of it!" Wu Kai pushed the cigarette back from his hand, then pulled out his own soft-pack cigarettes. "Here! Smoke mine!"

"No words! I consider Angkor a true brother!"

"Don't mention it! We're all family!"

Wu Kai smiled happily.

Your entire crew's director is one of my men! Liu Mang, what makes you think you can fight me?!

So what if I copied your script! You're nothing but a fart now!

Fang laughed even more happily than him.

I've already recruited the enemy into my own ranks. If this lousy movie doesn't flop, I'll truly change my surname to Su Mulin!

"Brother, I have another favor to ask of you."

"you say!"

"It's better to be safe than sorry. If nobody watches the movie, that's fine. But if anyone does, do you have any professional online trolls? I'll have to use them."

"What's your movie called? 'Captain China,' right? Don't worry! I know several online troll leaders! If I don't smear your movie so badly you won't even recognize your own mother, I'll change my surname to yours!"

"Is it a deal?"

"It's a deal!"

"Bro! I'm not saying anything more! I'm going to have a couple of drinks with you after the movie flops!"

"Don't worry, bro! When my movie explodes at the box office, there'll be plenty of drinks!"

"elder brother!"

"younger brother!"

Yan Shuangying, who had been silently standing to the side, rubbed the recorder in his pocket and a knowing smile appeared on his face.