Huayu 02: The Days of Extreme Pulling and Rolling with the Fairy

After Xie Jin finished asking the question, Inzaghi paused for a moment without answering immediately.

He considered for a moment, then shrugged with a half-smile: "It's okay, I can tell you. It's an open secret anyway. Even if I don't tell you, others will warn you to watch out for me."

"My main job lately has been producing for you."

"There's also a part-time job I've been doing for many years."

"Part-time job? What kind of part-time job?"

"Serving as a colonel in Muhabalat"

"Muhabarat?"

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Inzaghi thought for a moment: "The Embroidered Uniform Guard, you call yourselves the Embroidered Uniform Guard, you're basically top-tier spies."

"I am the chief of secret services"

〣(ºΔº)〣！ ！ ！ The head of a major spy operation? I'm the head of a major spy operation, you know.

Is it that exciting?

"During the rest of the filming, Muhabarat's safety officer will be on duty to protect the safety of your crew throughout the entire process."

"Isn't this making a mountain out of a molehill...?"

"It's definitely not making a mountain out of a molehill. We're not as mysterious as you think; it's just that our work is a bit special."

Without the Queen and King by his side, Inzaghi was visibly more relaxed.

"Xie Jin, there's something I'd like to talk to you about."

"I heard this show is a four-way investment, with Vision Light & Magic handling the production, is that right?"

"Um"

"Are you interested in joining another side?"

  

Inzaghi's words surprised Xie Jin, but then he handed over some materials, and Xie Jin quickly understood.

Jordan is a relatively tolerant place in terms of culture; it is like a pressure relief valve between the Western and Arab worlds.

Since Abdullah came to power five years ago, he has faced significant economic pressure. Jordan does not produce oil or natural gas; potash is its main resource, but it doesn't generate much revenue from potash alone.

In an effort to boost the economy, Abdullah is actively seeking to rebuild Jordan's tourism and cultural industries, hoping to attract filming from around the world by leveraging its tourism resources.

Unfortunately, several years have passed, and their domestic cultural industry has not made much progress.

Jordan lacks even the most basic film and television production facilities, personnel, equipment, and academies.

Amman has only a few commercial cinemas, which mainly screen Hollywood blockbusters and Egyptian commercial films.

The TV dramas broadcast in China are all imported from Egypt and Syria.

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Therefore, their intention to co-produce this film is twofold: firstly, to cultivate some production talent, and secondly, to be a Sino-Jordanian co-production, which can also be considered the first time that Jordan has attempted to export a film.

"Vision Magic agrees in principle. You'll have to ask Mr. Liu about Qingtan Pictures' opinion. As for China Film Group and Bona Film Group, I think you can have a good talk and there shouldn't be any major problems."

"But it's only a symbolic transfer of shares."

Liu Wenruo leaned closer: "Inzaghi, when we get to your place, could you arrange for me to go hunting?"

Inzaghi laughed immediately: "No problem, I'll arrange it. You can play whatever you want."

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Amman Old City Refugee Camp

The situation in Amman was far more complicated than Xie Jin had imagined.

Inzaghi provided the film crew with a number of translators he could find.

At Vision Light & Magic, each of the art, photography, costume, and prop specialists is assigned a translator, apprentice, and safety officer.

Sewage flows freely in the slums of the old town, and many disabled adults lean against the walls to sunbathe. You can hardly see any elderly people, and even the dogs here are emaciated.

The chaos and poverty were incomprehensible even to the Vision production team.

Upon arriving at the location, Lin Mu, an artist, immediately began scouting and setting up the set, while Du Jie, with his viewfinder, searched everywhere for light.

Photographer Du Jie, whose livelihood depends on visual imagery, looked at this and muttered to himself, "Does this even count as a country?"

Inzaghi casually remarked from behind, "With the sudden influx of refugees equivalent to 10% of the population, grassroots governance has essentially collapsed. Just look around from the outside; don't go in. If you need anything, talk to your security officer."

Before arriving, Xie Jin thought that Inzaghi's security personnel were making a mountain out of a molehill.

As a result of what he had seen and heard these past few days, he realized that he had been ignorant.

Every day, countless male soldiers gather around the film crew's residence, their eyes filled with a primal, hungry desire as they peer inside.

Adult men who wanted to join the film crew quickly became obedient under Muhabarat's loving beatings.

Inzaghi and his men could swing sticks at adult men, but they wouldn't hit a child with a stick.

So every day, countless children would come to the film set asking for food.

Looking at these orphaned children, Inzaghi's eyes filled with sorrow: "Xie Jin, these are war orphans from neighboring countries. You can give them some food, but don't give them too much... people will die from overeating."

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As Xie Jin's direct supervisor, Inzaghi and Xie Jin have been interacting daily these days.

He has changed a lot; he's not as cold as he used to be.

Sometimes, Xie Jin even discovered that he had a strong thirst for knowledge and curiosity.

For example, even though he could have rested these days, he insisted on auditioning actors with Xie Jin. For every actor Xie Jin rejected, he would curiously ask why.

In his words, such a large film crew had never been here before. Not only did the locals find it novel, but he also found it very novel.

He felt that being a producer was a very interesting job, but unfortunately he could only pretend to experience it for a while.

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Xie Jin has interviewed seventeen or eighteen children today, all of whom are sons of high-ranking officials and nobles in Jordan.

It's no secret in their countries that big foreign film crews come here to shoot.

The princess is focusing on this project, and I heard that the king even attended a cultural exchange conference in China. Who wouldn't want their child to get in?

Abdullah talks every day about using cultural heritage to boost tourism and the cultural industry. Everyone knows this is something the top leader values, and if it's done well, it means he's won the favor of the top leadership.

According to Inzaghi, many high-ranking officials and dignitaries called Rania, but she turned them all away.

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Citizens came from far and wide, and Xie Jin's photos appeared in the local newspapers every few days. Every day, there were crowds of people surrounding the film crew, looking inside at these busy Asian faces.

"Not a single suitable one? And it's been half a month already?"

Xie Jin rubbed her face, feeling irritable.

The inability to find a suitable actor was wearing down his patience. He could have easily used a child admitted through connections, but Xie Jin just couldn't get past his mental hurdle.

Xie Jin nodded wearily: "Yes, the gap between the rich and poor here is too big. These are all pampered kids, they don't have what I need."

Inzaghi shrugged: "No way."

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At night, Xie Jin was writing in his suite. There were still many things in the script that needed to be revised according to local conditions. Inzaghi leaned on his sofa and studied the movie atmosphere diagrams drawn by artist Lin Mu.

Suddenly Xie Jin heard a rustling sound behind her.

Inzaghi frowned and drew his gun from his waist.

He put his hand to his lips, signaling Xie Jin not to move; he wanted to take a look.

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