I'm really good at this.

"Sorry, my Mandarin isn't very good." Zhang Hong, who had lived in China for over twenty years, picked at his ear. "I didn't quite understand what you said. You mean you want to play house like an old folks?"

How did he know he was a TV drama director?

You have to understand that this is my first film, whether it's myself or the "self" I was before.

There's no reason why outsiders would know that I'm the director.

"No, no, no, I'm a TV drama director!" The old man grinned, revealing a set of neat, shiny white teeth.

Zhang Hong dared to swear to his handsome face in the mirror that these were definitely fake teeth!

But the old man didn't give him any more room to expand his thoughts: "Director Zhang, we saw the news about your TV series online. It just so happens that my wife and I have always had this dream, and we also happen to be from Los Angeles, so we thought..."

The old man wasn't finished speaking, but his next words made Zhang Hong's face darken: "Anyway, your production crew doesn't have much of a future, so why don't we two join in? We can sponsor you 30,000 yuan!"

Zhang Hong: "..."

That old man speaks so rudely, no wonder his family kicked him out.

At that moment, Zhang Hong actually felt a little bit of sympathy for the old man's family.

Ok?

wrong!

news?

What news?

Zhang Hong pulled out his phone at lightning speed and opened Weibo.

As soon as he clicked in, he was drawn to a news item trending on social media.

[Behind the Scenes! The crew of "Clouds Fall into the Mortal World" bullies new actors!]

Zhang Hong's eyes twitched, and he clicked on the details.

The content inside is also very simple.

First, it subtly expressed how hard a young man named Wang Chen worked. He insisted on filming even with a fever of 50 degrees Celsius. For the sake of filming, he didn't drink water for three months and didn't eat for twenty days. He endured hardships and worked diligently.

As a result of the assistant director's discrimination, he left the crew in tears.

Because of their shared hatred of the enemy, the female lead and the second male lead, who were from the same agency, also withdrew together.

Huh? The second male lead is back again?

That's fine.

After this news came out, some people went to Wang Chen's agency, Jixing Culture Communication, to inquire about the news, but the company remained silent and only said "no comment" when asked.

But if I don't deny it, then it exists?

We're not sleepy anymore now that you're saying that!

Since we can't get any information here, let's go ask the film crew.

However, the news only came out yesterday, and no one has come yet.

They contacted director Sun Zheng, who said he was in the hospital playing with the nurses and that paparazzi? No thanks!

Oh? That's incredibly extravagant?

Then don't blame us for making things up.

It's called "imagination," but it's actually just made up.

As a result, in the news, Sun Zheng became a domineering and arrogant veteran in the industry.

Some people even wrote detailed accounts, saying that a conflict occurred on set, and that this unnamed student, Wang Chen, was slapped by Sun Zheng and left the crew because he couldn't bear the humiliation.

This is going to be interesting.

Although Wang Chen is a newcomer in the film and television industry, he debuted through a well-known variety show, so he has quite a few fans who admire his looks.

And these fans... are mostly gathered on Weibo.

With the company's support, his hashtag has also gained traction.

Therefore, many of his fans on Weibo began to criticize Sun Zheng and the film crew relentlessly.

But Zhang Hong astutely noticed something.

That is... neither the entertainment media, Weibo, nor Jixing Culture mentioned that they were the director of this film.

Am I, Zhang Hong, not worthy of having a name?

So, here's the question.

Looking up, Zhang Hong asked in confusion, "How did you know I was the director of this TV series, sir?"

Lin Muqing, who had been looking indifferent, suddenly sharpened her gaze.

Yup!

Since Zhang Hong wasn't mentioned in any of the news reports, how did this old man know that Zhang Hong was the director of the film crew?

Even if he lived nearby and knew that Zhang Hong went in and out of the film crew every day, there's no reason why he would know that Zhang Hong was the director!

The old man smiled warmly: "My grandson works for your film crew."

"Who?"

"My grandson is Wang Ye." The old man smiled warmly. "I am his grandfather, and my name is Wang Jun."

"..." Zhang Hong smirked, "Oh, it's Grandpa Wang..."

That's absolutely amazing.

The grandfather is called "Wangsun" and the grandson is called "Wangye".

Wang Ye's father, who is also Wang Jun's son, must have been incredibly "filial" to give his son such a name.

This makes sense; it seems Wang Ye had spoken to his grandfather about the film crew.

Then there's nothing more to say.

"Grandpa, have you two ridden your bikes yet? Let's go to the film set together."

"Of course I drove here." Grandpa Wang took out his car keys from his pocket. "Director Zhang, why don't you park your electric scooter on the side of the road first, and I'll bring it back for you when I come back?"

Seeing the large VW logo on the car keys in his hand, Zhang Hong's face darkened: "Never mind... riding the little electric scooter is quite a feeling."

He hadn't forgotten how he time-traveled.

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

Let's rewind to one day ago.

Xu Yan, the general manager of Jixing Culture Communication, parked his car and rushed into the building.

It's past 1 a.m., and he's already in bed with his mistress when a phone call wakes him up.

But he didn't dare to get angry.

There was nothing we could do; it was the owner of Jimei Culture who was calling.

He is the general manager of Jixing, but in reality, Jixing is a wholly-owned subsidiary of Jimei.

The boss called him to the company to discuss something, how could he dare not come?

Take the elevator up to the thirteenth floor.

The entire floor, spanning over a thousand square meters, belongs to Jimei Culture.

He swiped his card to enter, passed through the empty and dark office area, and arrived at the chairman's office.

Knock gently on the door.

A deep, resonant voice came from inside: "Please come in."

He took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

Inside, the 300-square-meter office, completely dark, seemed terrifying and eerie to Xu Yan. Even the high-end carpet under his feet did not give him any sense of security.

Fortunately, the neon lights outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows prevented the room from being completely dark.

Xu Yan slowed his pace and walked to the huge desk.

Behind the desk, in the boss's chair, sat a man with a meticulously combed back hair, whom the company employees called "THE BOSS," holding a cat.

Approaching, Xu Yan bowed slightly: "THE BOSS".

Note that "THE BOSS" must be pronounced with emphasis.

Like this—THE BO~~~~~SS.

Upon seeing Xu Yan arrive, THE BOSS gently stroked the soft fur of the Siamese cat on his lap and said in a low voice, "Xu Yan, how long have you been with me?"

Xu Yan answered without hesitation: "Thirteen years."

"Yes, you were with me when I was starting out, fighting alongside me in Africa." THE BO~~~~~SS stroked the cat's back and said with emotion, "Back then, I was penniless and worked my way up to become the company's best employee, only to be sent to Africa."

He chuckled and continued, "At first, I thought I was being forced out, but it turned out to be the boss's way of cultivating me. He sent me to Africa to develop the mobile phone business."

As a result, the company's mobile phones now dominate the African market, with an average of 1.5 of the company's mobile phones for every two Africans.

After that, the boss gave me a million-dollar start-up fund as a reward for starting my own business and realizing my dream. That's how I started Jimei Culture. You're one of the old guys who've been with me all this way.

Hearing him say this, Xu Yan's eyes also became a little moist: "Boss, if it weren't for your guidance back then, I would still be just a factory worker assembling mobile phones on the production line, I..."

THE BOSS waved his hand to interrupt him: "There's no need to mention those things anymore. My boss has something he needs me to do, and I'm entrusting it to you."

Xu Yan nodded firmly and said, "Boss, just say the word! As long as it's within my power, I'll go through fire and water for it!"

"No need for that," THE BOSS said slowly. "I heard that your company recently had some problems with a traffic-generating campaign? It's about that guy named Wang Chen, right?"

Why would the boss be interested in that money-making tool? Could it be...? His mind raced, and Xu Yan said, "Yes, he had a misunderstanding with the production team. I had someone investigate, and it turns out the fault was his. But that TV series isn't very important; it's just that the contract was signed early, so he was chosen as the first lead actor. So he's back, and I've already reported it to you."

He reported the matter, but the boss didn't react much and simply terminated the contract with the other party according to his wishes.

As for subsequent retaliation...

That doesn't exist.

The evidence obtained through filming and recording by the other party does indeed show that Wang Chen and his agent were at fault.

But the other party didn't make any further moves, and Xu Yan understood what they meant.

We're all in the same circle, so leave some room for maneuver so you can meet again in the future.

And that was the end of it.

Why is the boss bringing this up now? And why is he making me come to headquarters in the middle of the night... Could it be that the boss is interested in that low-traffic, low-profile employee?

Wang Chen didn't really care.

Although they've been promoting him recently, he's just one of the many "tools" in the company.

The reason for promoting it is that the pigs have been fed so much feed, and now is the time to fatten them up, squeeze them, and sell them for meat.

For a meat processing plant, is it really such a big deal if a single pig has a problem?

Just as he was lost in thought, the BOSS spoke up: "Well, this was instructed by the boss. Don't ask any more questions. Find some online trolls to smear the other film crew."

So, it turns out the boss's boss values ​​Wang Chen more? Then we really need to help get revenge on him... Xu Yan said, understanding: "Boss, don't worry, I'll send someone to smear him. Sun Zheng is the assistant director; he has a wide network in the industry and is a good person. But that director is a young man; I heard he just graduated two years ago and this is his first time directing. How about we attack his character?"

"..." THE BOSS paused slightly in stroking the cat's back.

After a long silence, his voice became even lower: "No, don't attack the director. Just say that the other crew was unprofessional and that it was Sun Zheng who bullied Wang Chen. Don't expose the director's name or appearance, and don't attack him either."

"This..." Xu Yan scratched his head, "But that director is the boss. Isn't smearing Sun Zheng enough of a serious offense? Didn't the big boss want to teach that director a lesson to get revenge for Wang Chen? Isn't this too lenient?"

"..." THE BOSS emphasized, "I said, don't smear the director, understand?"

Feeling the office temperature drop considerably, Xu Yan shivered and quickly nodded, "I understand, Boss!"

"Okay, go ahead."

"Okay!"

Xu Yan slipped away.

After a few minutes of silence, THE BOSS turned around and looked down through the floor-to-ceiling window.

Only after Xu Yan's Mercedes drove away from the parking lot did he take out his phone and make a call.

"Hey, boss~" he said in a fawning voice.

"Hmm, have you taken care of what I asked you to do?" A calm yet pleasant female voice came from the other end.

It was Liu Yan's voice.

That is, Zhang Hong's mother.

"All done!" THE BOSS patted his chest loudly. "You can trust me to get things done! I've handed this over to Xu Yan! The kid who came with me to Africa to sell cell phones back then!"

"Hmm, you didn't expose me, did you? And you didn't badmouth my son, did you?"

"Don't worry! Xu Yan knows nothing! And the young master too, I specifically instructed them not to mention him!"

"Okay, I trust you to handle things. Thank you for your hard work."

After hanging up the phone, THE BOSS smiled slightly, everything was under control!

If this matter is handled well, then he will be considered "in the Emperor's favor".

Besides, even if he offended the small boss, it was Xu Yan who offended him, so what does it have to do with him?

But Xu Yan really has no sense of propriety!

After this matter is over, it seems we need to find a pretext to send him to Africa to develop the African market!

It also makes it easier to shift the blame to him!

perfect!

He picked up the Siamese cat that was trying to escape and hummed a little tune while petting it.

"Is this really his biological son? How could he treat his own son like this..."

But it's none of his business; he just needs to follow the boss!

After all, he owes his success today entirely to his boss's guidance!

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

After hanging up the phone, Liu Yan, with a face mask on, turned around and asked, "Are you sure everything's okay?"

She didn't frown.

It's mainly because face masks are not allowed.

Zhang Hao was watching the news on CCTV's international channel when he heard this. He calmly took a sip of his Da Hong Pao tea, smiled slightly, as if everything was under control: "My suggestion is absolutely foolproof! Xiao Hong showed us that script when it was first written. That cheesy, third-rate TV drama script, do you think it's acceptable?"

"I think it's alright..." Liu Yan glared at him, "And when have your ideas ever succeeded? Aren't they always the opposite of what you expected?"

This is also why she is worried.

He insisted on interfering, and who knows, maybe the TV series that was going to fail would actually succeed because of his actions?

Based on past experience, this is very likely!

The guy who just called was originally from the group, but he was "optimized" and sent to Africa to eat sand because of his outstanding performance.

At the time, Zhang Hao thought that Africa was such a poor place, how could anyone afford a mobile phone?

As a result, that guy captured more than half of the mobile phone market in Africa in just a few years!

Ten years ago, mobile phone sales in the African market reached 50 million units annually.

But ten years later, annual sales in the African market reached 500 million! And the number of SIM cards sold exceeded 800 million!

The reason he was able to do so well is mainly because of THE BOSS... well, let's just say his real name.

The reason why we have done so well in the African market is mainly due to Zhu Tiezhu's efforts.

Yes, THE BOSS's real name is Zhu Tiezhu.

This is why, despite being Chinese, he insists that his company employees address him as "THE BOSS".

Zhu Tiezhu was "optimized" because he was too outstanding and went to Africa to sell mobile phones.

But as it turns out, outstanding people are just as outstanding wherever they are.

He quickly established himself in the African market, and the main reason he was able to capture such a large market share was through localization.

Leveraging the network of connections established by Lao Lin, Zhang Hao's "fair-weather friend," through his mining company, he quickly expanded his offline after-sales service stores throughout the streets and alleys of Africa.

Then, because there are too many mobile operators in Africa, and most people have at least two or three SIM cards, the phone he led the development of focused on functionality rather than performance.

Dual SIM dual standby?

He has already figured out how to use the eight cards and eight waiting cards.

Africans love listening to and playing music, so he installed two large speakers on his phone to play music externally.

He even developed a tanning feature specifically for African users.

That's right, it's not whitening, it's tanning.

Therefore, it is not surprising that they were able to take on such a large share.

When Zhang Hao saw that this wouldn't work, he quickly called him back, gave him a million yuan, and sent him out to start his own business, euphemistically saying, "Go and realize your dream."

Then he stepped into the entertainment industry, and now his film and television company is thriving...

With Zhang Hao's unconventional approach, along with his own talent and hard work, this kind of talent can succeed in any field he chooses.

Now Zhang Hao is doing the opposite, getting him to smear his own son's TV series...

Liu Yan had a very bad feeling.

Really? ...My son's TV series will be a success?

Zhang Hao, however, confidently patted his chest and assured her, "Wife, don't worry! This TV series definitely won't make it!"

He felt absolutely certain this time!

My past failures were because I always ventured into a new field without conducting thorough market research!

But this time it's different!

Tie Zhu has been in the entertainment industry for over ten years!

The people under his command are all professionals!

My son wrote the script and showed it to me before, and I thought it was utterly rubbish!

But just to be on the safe side, he also showed the script to Tiezhu.

As a result, Tie Zhu also said that this was a completely garbage script produced on an assembly line!

That's why he agreed to let his son act in a TV series, and he even instructed Tie Zhu to put in a young, inexperienced actor who had never acted before to lower the show's reputation!

However, the plan to "make young, handsome men lower the reputation of celebrities" has now failed.

But there's no Kansai!

Plan 2.0 will definitely succeed!

Zhang Hao was full of confidence.

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

Fast forward to the next day, after Zhang Hong brought Lin Muqing and the elderly couple to the film set.

As soon as he entered the film set, Wang Ye rushed over with a grave expression: "Brother Zhang! Something's happened! Someone's hired online trolls to smear us!"

He had just finished speaking when he saw his grandparents.

"Grandpa? Grandma? What brings you two here?!"

P.S.: I originally wanted to split it into two chapters, but that would make it disjointed.

So I just combined the two into one!

The contract has been sent, and the status should change in the next few days.

Asking for votes every day! (づ￣3￣)づ╭❤～