Huayu Entertainment, all I can do is make bad movies.

Gao Yuanyuan was far less radiant and beautiful than she was in later generations.

She was not as charming and cute as Fan Bingbing next to her.

He has dark skin and short, ear-length hair, making him look like a tomboy.

Her facial features are highly distinctive; all she lacks is the passage of time. When the time comes, she will naturally exude femininity.

Wang Hai gladly accepted Gao Yuanyuan's offer to join him; who could refuse someone who's eager to give money?

After completing the interview by following the same method, Wang Hai went out for a while.

After sending out so many forms, it's time to discuss payment and prepare for the film crew's affairs.

Northern Hospital.

Wang Hai knocked on the door and greeted him with a smile, "Director Hao, are you busy?"

Hao Aiguo pointed to the chair opposite him: "Xiao Wang, sit down for a while and finish up what you're doing."

"You're busy, you're busy, I'm not in a hurry."

While saying this, Wang Hai subtly glanced at Hao Aiguo's writing, trying to discern whether he was genuinely busy or just going through the motions.

The business they were involved in was rather shady.

Wang Hai had already planned his escape route and the aftermath.

But I'm also afraid that the other party might double-cross me at the last minute.

Money can be tempting, and tens of thousands of dollars is a considerable sum.

After a quarter of an hour, Hao Aiguo put down his pen, stretched, and Wang Hai, understanding, handed him a cigarette.

"Xiao Wang, you've built quite a business! Your company must have referred four or five hundred people for medical checkups. I've always been curious about what kind of business your company does?"

Hao Aiguo peered at Wang Hai through the layers of smoke.

Wang Hai smiled slightly: "My father runs a small business related to advertising in Jiangnan, which is not worth mentioning. This time, he is preparing to expand into the northern market on a large scale, which is why he has recruited so many people."

They're all old foxes, what nonsense are they spouting about?

Hao Aiguo wanted to test whether Wang Hai was a pushover or a pushover.

Wang Hai then made a statement that seemed to say something, but upon closer inspection, it was all cryptic and he hadn't actually said anything at all.

If Hao Aiguo were a thoughtful person, considering the word "publicity" that Wang Hai had intentionally or unintentionally mentioned, he probably wouldn't ask any further questions.

Wang Hai believed that the other party had this political sensitivity.

Propaganda is the mouthpiece of the state.

This is a business that most people can't handle.

Film studios, television stations, and print media have always been state-owned or provincial/municipal level entities.

Hao Aiguo suspected that Wang Hai was exaggerating and trying to make himself look good.

After weighing the options, they dared not gamble.

If Wang Hai is a fraud.

Why does he have to suffer the pain of his porcelain hitting a tile?

Wang Hai really is some young master from the South.

Even a hospital director like him is someone you can't afford to offend.

After hesitating for a moment, Hao Aiguo smiled and said, "Boss Wang, here's the profit sharing for the physical examinations of 500 people. Please check it. I hope we can cooperate more in the future."

Xiao Wang becomes Boss Wang?

Wang Hai smiled knowingly and put the envelopes into his bag.

"No need to order, Director Hao is a trustworthy person! Cooperation is a must."

Wang Hai breathed a sigh of relief after the division of profits was successfully completed.

He was afraid that if he failed to catch the fox, he would get into trouble again.

Now that I have 6 yuan in hand, I can definitely go all out.

As for the subsequent profit sharing, Wang Hai decided to go back to the company and tell Fan Xiaopang and the others not to hire any more people.

The fact that 500 people paid for medical checkups means that Haiwang Films will welcome 500 new employees in the next two weeks.

This number is already huge; he couldn't handle any more people.

Arranging just 500 people is a real headache.

Back at the company, Xiao Fan and the others were sitting there staring at each other blankly. When they saw Wang Hai return triumphantly, they hurriedly got up to greet him like thieves.

It's not that they want to be lazy, it's just that this lousy company has nothing to do, they don't even have a phone ringing.

"You didn't go out to film scenes?"

Fan Bingbing shook his head with an embarrassed smile.

She's just a minor, what kind of acting skills could she possibly have? She's just waiting for Wang Hai to mentor her.

Wang Hai is a man of his word.

Fan Xiaopang will definitely have a place in his debut work.

Acting skills don't matter.

It even requires actors with terrible acting skills that are despised by the outside world.

"What about the information on that little black girl?"

"Who?" Fan Xiaopang was completely confused.

"The person I interviewed before I left, I think her name was Gao Yuanyuan, they called to tell her to come for an audition tomorrow."

"Zhou Yang, go and contact Jiang Wu and Yan Ni. Yan Ni is at the PLA Academy of Arts. See how much they ask for in terms of pay."

"While you're at it, go to the Beijing Film Studio and ask about the prices for renting handheld cameras, tripods, and film."

"Go rent a bread truck."

Behind the company's only desk, Wang Hai familiarly instructed several employees to do their own thing before pulling out a script.

Preparing for a film production is a troublesome matter.

The equipment is easy to find; the only option for our small, run-down company is to rent a road.

The actors need to be selected slowly.

Acting skills can be passable, but the character design must at least be appropriate.

Cast:

Zhao Jian [Lead Character, Director of the Play-within-a-Play] – Jiang Wu

Wang Mei [Director's Daughter in a Play Within a Play] - Fan Xiaopang

Bai Shao [Female lead in the film] - Gao Yuanyuan

Zhu Lan [Director's wife in the film] – Yan Ni

Wang Hai [Male Lead in the Film] – Wang Hai?

Wang Hai scratched his head.

There were no problems with the main actors, but he questioned whether he was capable of playing the male lead in the film.

It's not because I lack acting experience, but because I'm afraid that the audience will recognize me and bring up past mistakes.

It's one thing for his movies to fail at the box office.

If every film he makes becomes a box office hit, audiences will probably devour him alive, since he's making money by deceiving people.

"It should have been fine at first, right?"

After much consideration, Wang Hai decided to indulge his passion for acting.

It got dark, and the rain started to fall... The company closed, and Wang Hai packed his things and went back to his dilapidated house.

The rented room was small; there was only one step between the door and the bed.

This is Wang Hai's only safe haven at the moment.

You can shed your pretense, relax, and recharge.

After a night's rest.

Wang Hai returned to the company in high spirits.

Unexpectedly, someone else was there even earlier than him.

Yesterday, I was assigned to invite Zhou Yang, an employee of Jiang Wu and Yan Ni.

"Why can't you invite them?"

Zhou Yang explained, "Jiang Wu said he needed to make time for his brother's film. Boss, do you know his brother? He's the famous director and actor Jiang Wen, the one who directed 'In the Heat of the Sun' and starred in 'A Native of Beijing in New York.' That bastard is famous!"

"Boss, how about we get someone else?"

"Change the player? No way, it has to be Jiang Wu." Wang Hai rejected the idea outright.

Jiang Wen's acting career is limited to "Devils on the Doorstep".

Jiang Wu only made a cameo appearance in it, refusing Zhou Yang, probably because he didn't remember that there was such a person as Wang Hai in the industry.

understand.

These days, most artists are a bit shady; they'll all be after money from now on!

And you can make more money from anything.

"I'll go there myself," Wang Hai said, putting the script away.

The meeting place was Jiang Wu's home.

"You're the director?" Jiang Wu looked incredulous after the introduction.

This is ridiculous.

Wang Hai looks no older than 25.

It's understandable that someone this age can become an actor. Babies in swaddling clothes, pigs, dogs, and other animals can all be actors when the production crew needs them.

Different directors.

There's so much to learn: lighting, photography, equipment, even teaching actors how to act.

How could Wang Hai, at such a young age, have directing experience inherited from his mother?

"Yes." Wang Hai nodded calmly, knowing that Jiang Wu was contemptuous.

Jiang Wu asked curiously, "Did you study at the Central Academy of Drama or the Beijing Film Academy?"

"It's a family heirloom."

Jiang Wu smiled wryly, his inherent politeness suppressing his urge to kick him out.

Wang Hai ignored Jiang Wu's mocking expression and said casually, "Spider directed his first two-hour-long science fiction film, 'Firelight,' when he was 16."

"James Cameron directed 'Piranha Reproduction' when he was 27 years old."

"What's wrong with me directing my first film at 19? How do you know I'm not that genius? Enough said. Take a look at the script first. If you really don't like it, let's part ways amicably."

Wang Hai took out the script and handed it to Jiang Wu, then picked up his teacup.

Jiang Wu's lips twitched slightly.

In all my years, I've never seen anyone so shameless as to boast about being a genius and compare themselves to the world's top directors.

Out of politeness, Jiang Wu accepted the script, but his expression became even more strained afterward.

What a load of rubbish plot.

What are zombies?

The performance style requires the actors to shout and scream, resulting in a chaotic and disjointed acting style. To make matters worse, there's even a vulgar scene of someone defecating.

After reading a third of the script, Jiang Wu's eyes could only be described as empty.

This was the worst script he had ever encountered, bar none.

Forcing himself to turn the first page despite his discomfort, Jiang Wu frowned a few minutes later.

Are the first and second pages from the same script?

If the storyline on the first page is a pile of dog shit, then the plot on the second page is an unparalleled surprise.

The plot twist was too drastic.

The previous page was confusing and described a director who couldn't control the crew and made another shoddy ghost movie. The whole description was full of bugs and ridiculous points, making it look like a terrible movie.

On the next page, seemingly unrelated plot points are cleverly connected, with a rapid and meticulous release of jokes that creates a strong comedic effect and an emotional climax, all of which are self-consistent, elevating the script to a whole new level.

The elevation is too high, at least ten stories high.

What's most impressive is that this film not only features several extremely long, single-take shots, but it's also a film within a film.

"hiss....."

Jiang Wu picked up his teacup, took a sip, and the disdain in his eyes vanished, replaced by utmost respect. "Director," he asked, "what's the name of your play?"

"Titanic 2".

"Pfft..."

Jiang Wu spat out the tea from his mouth, sending it flying two meters away.