I'm really good at this.

"No, I don't have anyone I like yet," Zhang Hong explained. "I'm just talking about the future. When I look for a partner in the future, I want someone who is good in both personality and appearance, so I need to work hard to improve myself."

"You think you can get away with this?" Liu Yan smiled at first, then instantly became wary. "You haven't taken a fancy to any female celebrity, have you? Son, let me tell you, you have to be careful with girls in the entertainment industry!"

Zhang Hong said helplessly, "No, I'm not a celebrity in the entertainment industry. And no, I don't have a boyfriend right now. I'm going to hang up now, I have to go."

After hanging up the phone, Liu Yan's face showed the typical smile of a loving mother.

She glanced at her husband.

Zhang Hao immediately understood: "Got it! I'll send someone to investigate the girls who have been around Xiao Hong in the last few months tomorrow!"

Liu Yan calmly took a sip of the ineffective slimming tea and nodded in satisfaction.

it is more than words.

............

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Hong looked at the few leaders scattered around the conference room and continued, "Li Shanqi and the others are in Beijing preparing to attend the Golden Eagle Awards ceremony. Let's continue our discussion."

He paused for a moment and then said, "The post-production of 'The Banner of Our Fathers' will be completed soon. Now there are two questions, Lin Muqing, please tell me."

He discreetly observed Lin Muqing's expression, wanting to see how she would react after hearing what he had said on the phone.

Unfortunately, the woman with long, straight black hair didn't react at all; her expression remained as capable and indifferent as ever.

She stood up, turned on the projector, and began to analyze: "After 'Flags of Our Fathers' was completed and was destined not to be used for profit, our studio had less than 600,000 yuan in funds. At present, we are choosing a direction for the future."

I've summarized a few directions for you to choose from.

The first and easiest approach is to accept investment from investors to produce commercially viable TV dramas that meet market demands.

The advantage is that it can make money to support the studio, but the disadvantage is that it will be subject to the constraints of capital and may have to accept the reality that the other party will stuff people and actors into the production crew.

Currently, more than fifteen investment firms have contacted us expressing interest in collaboration.

She paused after speaking and looked at Zhang Hong.

Zhang Hong looked displeased: "If I don't accept it, am I supposed to be begging on my knees? I'm going to stand up and still make money."

Lin Muqing was not surprised at all; Zhang Hong's thoughts were the same as her judgment.

So she continued, "Then the second option is to produce a TV series that we invest in ourselves. And with Zhang Hong's current reputation, this series will generate a lot of revenue, whether it's sold to a TV station or a video website."

There was nothing we could do; we should have had ten million.

She glanced at Zhang Hong.

Zhang Hong, enraged and embarrassed, shouted, "What's wrong? What's wrong?! Why are you looking at me?!"

Did he regret spending those ten million?

Of course I regret it!

He regretted it so much that he cried even while taking a shower!

At the time, I insisted on pretending to be a cultured intellectual and refusing the ten million, but after calming down, I did feel really bad.

If someone couldn't afford the money, or had to scrape together the money, Zhang Hong definitely wouldn't accept it.

But that money came from the president of China Heavy Industry.

Ten million... is really just a drop in the ocean for them.

Ugh......

Despite his distress, Zhang Hong did not regret his actions.

"We can keep this one for now. Are there any others?"

"Yes," Lin Muqing said. "Thirdly, we can accept funding from the China Film and Television Association and then make movies. If they become a big hit or make money, then we'll survive."

But out of a hundred movies, more than ninety of them flopped.

This one is too unstable.

Zhang Hong frowned, pondering a solution.

He subconsciously looked around and suddenly realized that someone seemed to be missing.

He looked up at Lin Muqing, who was standing there: "Where's A-Chuan?"

Wang Ye and Li Shanqi are waiting in Beijing to attend the Golden Eagle Awards. Where did you, Lin Chuan, go?

It is neither in the capital nor in Luoyang.

Lin Muqing looked away, a slight smile playing on her lips: "Probably... experiencing life."

"Experiencing life? Is he interested in becoming an actor?" Zhang Hong asked.

Lin Muqing frowned slightly: "What kind of acting can he possibly do with his amateur skills?"

With such terrible acting skills, his undercover identity was exposed before he even walked past me for a minute.

Just him?

"I have a brilliant plan," Zhang Hong said, stroking his chin with a lewd smile. "Anyway, let's call him back first."

............

In the Sahara Desert, a group of people wearing headscarves and leading camels are struggling to keep up with an off-road vehicle.

Lin Chuan grabbed the water bottle strapped to the camel, unscrewed it, and took a few sips. He looked up, squinted at the scorching sun, and sighed, "This is fucking miserable!"

Why would he be in a place like this?

That all started with "Flags of Our Fathers".

After filming "Mobile Suit Gundam," he patted his pectoral muscles and promised his father that he would definitely ruin Zhang Hong's next TV series. If he couldn't do that, he would go to the Sahara to plant trees or go to Africa to mine.

As a result, he did not receive any news from his father while filming "Flags of Our Fathers".

In addition, he also understood the inside story of the show, so he didn't do anything underhanded, and the TV series was filmed smoothly.

After filming, Zhang Hong and his team went to Beijing, while he stayed in Los Angeles to oversee the film's post-production.

Two days ago, after watching the roughly completed version of the film, he fell into despair.

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With the idea that since he couldn't resist it, he should try to adapt, he joined a tour group that trekked across the Sahara and came to the Sahara ahead of time to acclimatize to the environment.

After all, this will be the place where he works hard to plant trees in the future.

He'd rather plant trees in the desert than go mining in Africa.

At least greening Mother Earth is a good deed.

Okay, actually the Sahara Desert is also in Africa...

In short, he believed that as long as he played the victim here for two years, his father would definitely soften and take him back.

It's just two years in the desert, keep it up, Lin Chuan! You can do it!

That was his initial thought.

But soon, he fell into despair.

Because along the roads formed by the ruts of passing vehicles, animal bones, including human bones, can be seen from time to time.

During the day, people feel like they're going to die from the heat, and at night, people feel like they're going to die from the cold.

Heavy rain, sandstorms, scorching heat, and bitter cold.

This is everyday life in the desert.

However, in the past few days, he has also become friends with the other members of the team.

This includes a taciturn Chinese man in his thirties.

As the only two Chinese people here, it was only natural that they became friends.

Through chatting, Lin Chuan learned that his name was Li Hua.

However, apart from that, Li Hua did not want to talk much about his past.

The phone rang suddenly, pulling Lin Chuan back from his "whirlwind" of thoughts.

He pulled out his satellite phone and answered. Zhang Hong's voice came from the other end: "Achuan, what's up?"

Hearing Zhang Hong's familiar voice, Lin Chuan found his eyes were getting a little wet.

But the desert can't lose too much moisture!

He fought back tears, licked his chapped lips, and said casually, "I'm fixing the Earth."

Zhang Hong was visibly taken aback for a moment before saying, "What the hell are you talking about repairing Earth for! Come back right now! It's urgent and crucial!"

Lin Chuan asked in confusion, "What's up, Brother Hong? Can a nobody like me really be of any use?"

He has a clear understanding of his own position.

Zhang Hong: "I'm planning to make a TV series, and I'd like you to be the male lead. Are you interested?"

"Huh..." Lin Chuan was baffled. "Brother Hong, I don't know how to act."

No, he can act.

After all, he's the man who dances on three eggs.

Although one of them was crushed.

But the other two eggs never suspected him.

Hong Ge used him as a tool.

His father just treated him like a piece of trash.

Tsk... now that you say it like that, he seems even more pitiful.

"No, you can do it." Zhang Hong's voice was seductive. "Achuan, even if you don't believe in yourself, you have to believe in me, who believes in you!"

Lin Chuan grinned: "Brother Hong, I've seen this anime before, don't try to fool me with the original lines."

Even so, he still felt a warm feeling in his heart.

So, in Brother Hong's eyes, I, Lin Chuan, am nothing but a piece of trash?

Zhang Hong said impatiently, "Alright, enough nonsense! Can you be back in three days?"

"Sure, but Brother Hong, you'll have to send me some money for a plane ticket. I'm out of money right now."

To experience the real life after losing his privileged background, he didn't bring any money with him this time.

Although I have a globally accepted bank card, it only has a few thousand yuan in it.

He didn't bring any of the rest of his bank cards or credit cards.

"OK, that's settled then. I need to see you in Los Angeles within three days. Bye."

Zhang Hong was swift and decisive; he hung up as soon as he was told to.

Lin Chuan unscrewed the kettle and gulped down a few mouthfuls. He wiped his mouth with his hand, turned around, and saw Li Hua staring straight at him.

He shivered and asked, "What's wrong?"

Li Hua said quietly, "The Hong you're talking about... is it that director Zhang Hong?"

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I like it, I'm really good at it, I'm really good at it.