Rebirth of the sky-high broker

Chapter 153

Later, Li Yiheng offered to leave first, and not long after Li Jin saw him off, he also went out with Luo Fei.A few days ago, Luo Fei got his driver's license and bought a Buick Regal with his small coffers, which has been driving like a tiger these days.He insisted on sending Li Jin to the company, and then rushed to Xiaopu's place to have a round with him, but Li Jin didn't dare to sit down.

Just kidding, the whole company knows that classmate Luo Fei drives like he is racing F1, take his car?Tired of life!

Luo Fei had no choice but to drive on the road alone in infinite loneliness.

After such a toss, Li Jin arrived at the company a little late.He went directly to Bei Fuming's floor, and when he got out of the elevator, he almost bumped into someone.

"Sorry." He first apologized, and when he saw the person in front of him clearly, he couldn't help but change his tone, "Tim? Why..."

Tim looked like he hadn't slept for days, his eyes were red.Recognizing Li Jin, he glared bitterly, then went straight into the elevator without saying anything.Not only that, he even stretched out his fingers and pressed the door close button repeatedly, as if staying here for another minute and looking at Li Jin one more time would be a great insult to himself.

This is really inexplicable.

Li Jin remembered that Bei Fuming said yesterday that he had asked Tim to talk about the new movie, so he probably guessed something.Sure enough, when he entered Bei Fuming's office, this one was also smiling wryly.

"Tim still disagrees with the new script?" Li Jin asked.

"He said that if we change it according to our opinion, it is equivalent to tampering with his creative intention to cater to the market, and the style of the whole film will be lowered." Bei Fuming handed him the new script, "Yes, he has a high style , the question is who will pass such a script? Who will invest? Who will read it?"

Bei Fuming is a businessman from the bottom of his heart. Even though he looks like a Maitreya Buddha with a smile on the outside, he is actually a commercialized configuration with careful calculation.He doesn't understand and is not interested in things like feelings and style. He only cares about what kind of projects can make money the fastest.Because of this, there were so many veterans who fought with Qin Yige back then, and he was the only one who climbed to where he is today.

Li Jin glanced at the script roughly, and knew that the original story that was so meticulously crafted and called a work of art had been changed beyond recognition.He couldn't help but feel a little pity, and sighed: "If it was shot like this, it would indeed be eye-catching, but the connotation of this movie has completely disappeared."

"How much is the connotation worth? Isn't everyone buying movie tickets to go to the movie theater just to spend money and have fun, and it's so heavy, ghosts will read it." Bei Fuming stuffed the new script into the shredder, "If Director Qin hadn't told me repeatedly Telling how talented his junior is, I don't want to talk to this kid for a long time."

Li Jin watched the script shredded by the shredder blankly, and said, "I want to re-sign Luo Fei as my artist."

Bei Fuming looked up at him, with a half-smile: "Thinking about it?"

Li Jin also smiled: "You don't seem surprised at all." He paused, "You all seem to take this for granted."

"'You'? Who else?" Bei Fuming shrugged, "Of course it's not surprising. From the day you privately told Xiao Pu about Luo Fei's annual plan, I knew that sooner or later you would reconcile."

Li Jin nodded slightly and looked at him from above.

"You are in each other's hearts, more important than I thought." Bei Fuming patted him on the shoulder, took out a piece of paper from the folder and handed it over, "Winter advertising plan, you arrange it."

Li Jin snorted: "If you use me as an artist, you should give me double salary anyway."

Said and took over.

"I'll give you a big red envelope at the end of the year." Bei Fuming gestured in the shape of a red envelope.

It's still more than half a year, I believe you have ghosts.

Li Jin viciously spurned this blood-sucking capitalist lackey.

Bei Fuming accepted it with a smile, picked up the coffee cup and walked to the bedside.At the end of May, catkins are flying in the city and the breeze is gentle, which is the most beautiful time of the year.

The aroma of coffee wafted from the cup. He looked at the busy traffic outside the window and murmured: "At this time last year, there was no Yige, and we didn't know each other. These children didn't know what kind of road they were going to take. .”

His tone was so full of vicissitudes, and in such a daylight, Li Jin felt emotional for no reason.

He put down the document in his hand, and said calmly: "The second season of this year's Voice of the Stars started the national audition a few days ago, didn't it? A new batch of children is coming again."

"I hope that what we give them is a memorable life." Bei Fuming turned around and smiled.

"It's really rare to hear such words from your mouth." Li Jin shook the paper in his hand with a smile, and said, "I'll go out for a while."

Bei Fuming waved his hand and continued to plunge into his own sorrow.

Li Jin went back to his office, put the advertising plan on the table, and pasted a note to remind himself not to forget, then picked up another stack of documents and walked to the parking lot.Before he got to his car, he saw red sparks flickering on and off. Under the dim light, it seemed that someone was waiting there.

He quickened his pace, and when he got closer, he could see who it was: "Tim!"

Tim's body trembled, he turned around, and responded unnaturally: "Li Jin."

"Are you waiting for me?" Li Jin was a little surprised, "What's wrong?"

Tim threw the unburned half of the cigarette on the ground, crushed it out with his feet, and said, "Let's talk."

Li Jin nodded: "OK."

"Uh..." Tim didn't seem to have figured out how to start, so he hesitated for a few seconds before pursing his lips and said, "Have you read the script? I said change that."

"I see." Li Jin replied.

"What do you think?" Tim added, "Honestly."

Li Jin had no choice but to seriously say: "It sucks, I'm stunned." He couldn't help laughing, "But this guy who adapts scripts is a talent, he has the ability to squeeze all the popular elements into one script Here, abruptly changing a drama into a comedy."

"I can't bear it!" Tim growled, and slammed his fist on the hood of Li Jin's car—all of Li Jin's taunts turned into distress, "It took me three years of hard work to write this script, even if it was the last I can't cast it, and I can't bear it being ruined like this!"

Li Jin only wanted to pet his beloved car, so he didn't have time to answer his questions.

Tim continued to vent: "The domestic movie market is being led down by these people! What kind of movie is popular, and everyone rushes to make that kind of movie. If things go on like this, how to innovate? Whether it's a movie or a film and television drama, it shouldn't be Is it enlightening the people? How can we blindly follow the bad tastes of the people? No wonder domestic films are always going from one strange circle to another. Filmmakers themselves are stuck in their old ways, refusing to innovate or recognize good scripts. How can they get better and better? Li Jin, I don't believe my script is really as useless as they say, you've read it and helped me correct it, do you think this script is so bad? Li Jin? Li Jin!"

"Ah?" Li Jin raised his head in a daze, "What?"

Tim looked at his distressed look and hated iron and steel, and sighed: "Let me ask you, do you think my script is really that bad?"

"No, I think it's very good." Li Jin stroked the hood of his car for the last time, "Otherwise I won't help you modify it, and I won't support you all the way to the present. The content of the script may really not meet the current market It is trendy, but its content is indeed good, and I even think that if this movie can be released smoothly, it may lead a new round of trends.”

"Really...Really?" Such a high evaluation made Tim, who has been hit so hard recently, feel a little flattered.

"Really." Li Jin said, "I have confidence in your script, and I have even more confidence in our audience. I believe that their appreciation will not make the beautiful jade dust."

Tim laughed contentedly.

Unfortunately, after laughing for a while, he paused again: "So what, Boss Bei said so terribly today, saying that if I don't agree to change the script, investors will not invest in me."

"So why do you have to wait for investors to invest? Those real estate developers and coal owners may not see two movies a year. They are afraid of losing money, so they won't give you any chance to take risks." Li Jin said.

Tim froze: "Then I should..."

"In the United States, you are just a fledgling director Tim Mok. If you want to make a movie, you need to find an investor to pay for you, but in China, you are Mu Ting, the young master of the Mu family." Li Jin tilted his head and smiled, "Mu With such a big name, can't you attract investment?"

The Mu family started out in the capital business and is a veteran family in the investment world. Although their strength is not as strong as that of the Li family and the He family, they have good relations with other major families.Mu Ting's grandfather, Mr. Mu, is more famous in the collector circle than he is in the business circle. The few Song Dynasty landscape paintings in hand are out of print and priceless.In recent years, Mr. Mu was old, his son was ineffective, and his grandson was still young, so he paid more attention to the relationship with other families.At the beginning of the year, for Boss Mu's birthday, he invited all the famous people in the city, which can be seen.

Tim was very repulsive: "I don't want to rely on my family. It's from the struggle of grandpa and dad, not mine."

Li Jin almost vomited out a mouthful of blood, his heart was indeed that young people are full of vigor and high level of thought.

Misunderstood, Li Jin felt that his expression at the moment was a bit like Luo Fei's, young and energetic, with a pure heart.

It was really a ghost in broad daylight.

"It's not the same for everyone, and it will fall on you in the end. Using your family's connections, it's easy to raise funds for filming. To save face or make a movie? This is your business, you take your time to think about it." Li Jin hugged He raised his arms, "But I advise you, don't suffer for your face."

The last sentence was one of the rare and severe ones Li Jin said to Tim. Tim was there in a daze thinking, but Li Jin didn't have time to spend time with him.Opening the car door and getting in, he asked, "Do you want a ride?"

"...Yes!" It's too bad, even thick-skinned like Ji Luofei.