Huayu: The Big Players Behind the Scenes

The next day,

Du Hua led a slightly chubby girl into the office.

"Boss, her name is Yang Wuxie. She is studying at the Communication University of China and just started interning here before the new year. I think she is quite capable and I would like to offer her a job."

Zhuang Huai'an looked at Yang Wuxie, who was still somewhat reserved and shy. Wasn't she supposed to be the one who sent the message to Wang Jinghua? How did she end up with Du Hua?

Oh, oh, oh, I'll stick with whoever's number one.

This person is indeed a talent, but his methods are too unconventional. However, Madou Media does need a bold and ruthless "Danzo" like him.

"Alright, then let her stay." Zhuang Huai'an nodded. "Zhang Lu, take her to complete the formal onboarding process. I have something to discuss with Du Hua."

"Okay, boss." Zhang Lu led Yang Wuxie out.

The daily affairs of 91 Company are handled by his subordinates. Zhuang Huai'an only controls the general direction and the two core areas of personnel and finance. Recruitment and funding approvals all require his approval.

"Sit down and talk."

"Okay, boss."

The two sat facing each other. Zhuang Huai'an spoke up: "The company's next plan is to develop online services. You should leverage your strengths and recruit more lawyers. Previously, we outsourced to law firms, which was a bit cumbersome. We need to establish our own legal department as soon as possible."

"Okay, I have some friends who do this. Do you have any specific needs or areas of expertise?"

"Negotiate copyright and business terms; a comprehensive approach is best."

"I understand." Du Hua nodded, keeping it in mind.

"In addition, Yifei is not renewing her contract with Red Star House and will be coming here next month. You should pick a few good female talents to form a team, especially top-notch stylists and makeup artists."

Her original team was a bit weak, but this girl is soft-hearted and couldn't bear to lay them off, so let's integrate them into the company system. You can manage them as you see fit, and if they're really unusable, just give them some compensation and send them on their way.

"Okay," Du Hua asked again, "What's the boss's agency contract like?"

"You've already called her 'boss lady,' what do you think?" Faced with Du Hua's probing, Zhuang Huai'an glared at her irritably.

You can't blame Du Hua for this. After all, that's how it is in the industry. No one can be sure that Zhuang Huai'an and Liu Yifei will be together forever. Financial separation is the norm.

"Understood. Just like you, I'll handle the business cooperation, and Director Wang will personally manage the finances."

"Well, keep a close eye on the business side; don't send over any of those messy collaborations."

"I understand." Du Hua smiled, understanding the warning in her boss's words.

After finishing his business, Zhuang Huai'an continued working until 11 o'clock before getting up and heading downstairs to the dance studio.

Zhuang Huai'an was overjoyed as soon as he pushed open the door.

"Qian, are you dancing or practicing martial arts? Your eyes are so determined, like you're about to draw your sword and fight."

The people in the room were amused by his words. Liu Yifei stopped what she was saying and gave him a disgruntled look.

"If you can do it, then you do it!"

"I'll do it, I'll do it! Music teacher, play Billie Jean's 'Muzico'!"

As the music started, Zhuang Huai'an moved to Liu Yifei's side with a moonwalk, effortlessly performing various movements. A classic Michael Jackson dance stunned everyone in the room.

After gliding around Liu Yifei in a moonwalk pose, Zhuang Huai'an let out a strange cry, finishing with a bent-knee, upright posture. He raised an eyebrow at her and asked, "How was it? Is your man alright?"

"Okay, you can practice secretly behind my back!" Liu Yifei's eyes widened. She knew her man was physically strong, but she didn't expect him to be good at both hard and soft techniques!

"Isn't it something that anyone with hands and feet can do?" Zhuang Huai'an smiled at her with a hint of pride.

In fact, he only recently discovered by accident that his modified body could be used in this way.

"Hmph, I'm not playing anymore!"

Liu Yifei greeted the dance teachers, then walked out of the room with a smug look on her face, swinging her high ponytail. Zhuang Huai'an shook his head and chuckled, then quickly followed her out.

After taking a two-and-a-half-hour shower in the office break room, the young couple reconciled and ate a few bites of food in the cafeteria before rushing to the Beijing People's Art Theatre.

Zheng Rong and Zhu Lin are both getting old and can't withstand the rigors of travel, so they won't be able to go to Cannes. After the film "Amour" is completed, we should show it to them.

This time, when they came to the Beijing People's Art Theatre, Feng Yuanzhen didn't need to wait at the entrance anymore. Pu Cunxi had already prepared passes for the young couple so they could go directly backstage.

"Hey, Director, what's going on today?" He Bing asked in a thick Beijing accent, his smile as shy and adorable as if he were possessed by a silly character.

"Brother He, you've come at the right time," Zhuang Huai'an waved the videotape in his hand. "The movie is finished, and I'm bringing it here for you to critique. Could you please do me this favor?"

"It's finished?" He Bing's eyes lit up. The entire Beijing People's Art Theatre was looking forward to this movie, after all, it starred two of their own elders. "Okay, I'll go call them right away. There's tea on the table, please help yourselves."

"It's not like it's your first time here, you should go now, silly... Brother He."

He Bing's face is so incredibly captivating; Zhuang Huai'an often stammers when he sees him, and several times he almost... (I'm too embarrassed to continue).

Before long, the people from the Beijing People's Art Theatre came in one after another. This time, everyone was quite present. Even Grandpa Lan Tian and Grandpa Yu Shizhi, who was ill, came over after hearing about the matter.

Seeing that there wasn't enough room to stand, Pu Cunxi asked He Bing to hold people at the door. He then turned to Zhuang Huai'an and asked, "Director Huai'an, what kind of videotape did you bring this time?"

"I brought both a projector and a cassette player," Zhuang Huai'an said with a smile. "The main reason is that I'm not sure if our theater has a projector."

"Yes," Feng Yuanzhen replied, "Would a hand-cranked one work? We have one in our auditorium."

"Sure, this film was shot on film."

"That's good, otherwise there probably wouldn't be enough room to stand," Pu Cunxi smiled and called out to the door, "Colleagues, let's meet in the small auditorium."

Everyone sprang into action. Liu Yifei helped senior Zhu Lin, while Zhuang Huai'an supported the elderly Yu Shizhi, who was also his idol. Unfortunately, the old man was now somewhat confused and only regarded him as a junior from the theater.

The group arrived at the small auditorium, where Zhuang Huai'an personally acted as the projectionist. Unlike Xu Damao, he did not need to explain the plot while the film was playing, as the finished product had subtitles and original audio.

119 minutes later, a round of enthusiastic applause rang out in the small auditorium. Several older actresses wiped their eyes; stage actors are the most sensitive to emotion, and this film had truly touched their hearts.

Grandpa Lantian clapped his hands and exclaimed, "Brother, your performance was truly amazing! Ten times better than mine, ten times better than mine!"

"Brother, you flatter me. I only benefited from the script." Old Master Zheng Rong smiled modestly.

In the corner,

Feng Yuanzhen turned on the ceiling light in the dark, turned around and saw Zhuang Huai'an coming out of the projection room, so he hurried over to greet him.

"Director, after this movie, I believe the public's impression of An Jiahe will weaken even more."

Feng Yuanzhen grinned. He had a cameo role as the son-in-law in the movie. Although his role was small, it was a key character in the turning point. When he watched the movie just now, he felt that he had acted quite well.

Zhuang Huai'an immediately burst out laughing, "Brother Feng, is your mother-in-law still beating you?"

"He didn't actually do anything, but that suspicious look in his eyes really bothered me." Feng Yuanzhen's chuckle stopped.

"If you ask me, An Jiahe's biggest mistake is being born in the wrong era. If the TV series 'Stranger' had been released 20 years later, you might have been hailed as the perfect man."

"Director, please don't try to comfort me."

"This isn't just consolation," Zhuang Huai'an suddenly perked up, and began to analyze, "Look, An Jiahe is good in terms of education, looks, temperament, background, and job. His only flaw is domestic violence."

But his core demand is good; he just doesn't want to talk to strangers. Perhaps 20 years from now, when people don't go to work, don't go out, and don't socialize, let alone strangers, even acquaintances won't exchange more than a few words.

And An Jiahe even hired a nanny… well, even though he hired her after injuring his wife, tell me, did he even hire one?! His wife doesn't have to do any housework!

"Huh? You can understand it that way?"

Feng Yuanzhen was dumbfounded. Would people 20 years from now be so open-minded?

An Jiahe, he's a pervert!

How twisted must someone be to treat a pervert as a good man?