My autobiography cannot be a tragedy

Chapter 231 Life Mentor
It's an excuse, of course.

Whether the movie will make money or not, he knows better than Mr. Qu and Han Fei in front of him.

Of course, Meng Lang didn't want to invest in movies this time because he wanted to make money.

Film is an interesting industry.

You can invest hundreds or even tens of millions just for one shooting prop.

You can also invest hundreds of millions or billions, just to restore the realistic scene...

For example, a "super fortress" far away in the mountains.

Another example...a "doomsday cruise ship" that cost billions to build?
Under normal circumstances, if Meng Lang spent a huge amount of money to build such a "doomsday cruise ship" with almost no practicality and full refuge attributes.

Such a big movement cannot be concealed, and this kind of weird behavior is bound to arouse suspicion.

The National Military Intelligence Bureau and the like are okay.

No matter how much they investigated, they couldn't find anything. After all, only when the end came, what Meng Lang built would truly show its purpose.

But once the night demons know that they are doing such a big project, maybe they will touch their sensitive nerves...

Although there are many fanatical "doomsday lovers" on earth, Meng Lang can guarantee that in the future, he will definitely be the most fanatical and eye-catching one!
In this case, it is necessary to find a reasonable excuse for your various weird investment behaviors.

And what excuse is there that "making a movie" can't solve it?

What?You want to build a "Super Fortress"?
Um!I'm going to make a hardcore sci-fi drama where the heroes of the earth resist alien invasion...

What?Do you want to build another "doomsday cruise ship" with an independent ecological cycle system that can persist for decades without docking?
Yes!I'm going to make a utopian drama about the end of the ocean that explores human nature...

Look, perfect cover without flaws!
I will tell you what I want to do, but everything I do is to make movies!
The fortress, the cruise ship, etc. are all shooting props. At most, they are a little bit of money, and they are more realistic...

I don't care if you believe it or not, as long as the Night Demons believe it, that's fine!

As a foreign race, I should be immune to all kinds of strange and confusing behaviors of human beings... right?

Therefore, apart from medical care, ecological cycle breeding, financial investment, and the field of artificial intelligence that must be involved in the future, Meng Lang's next industry to enter is very clear... the film and television industry!
"Mr. Meng, let me call you brother Meng, to tell you the truth, the film and television industry has been sluggish in the past two years.

From film and television projects, to film and television companies, to listed companies in the secondary market, money is everywhere!
It's hard for small companies, and it's hard for big companies.

After the barbaric growth in the past few years, hot money has retreated on a large scale, and now content supervision is under high pressure.

Even if we producers see a good script, it is not easy to attract investment!
Your friend's investment can be described as a timely gift! "

Mr. Qu first complained and complained to the industry, and thanked Meng Lang's "friends" for a while, then suddenly changed the subject.

"If you can come up with 2 million at once, I certainly don't doubt the strength and sincerity of your friend, that's it...

You see, now your 2000 million, plus Ms. Yan's [-] million, is definitely a big investor in this movie.

I don't know if your friend has any other requirements besides the normal box office share?
For example, details about financial receipts and expenses, big or small contracts, or actor recommendations? "

Mr. Qu probed carefully.

His words may seem ordinary, but only people in the industry can understand the deep meaning of his words.

Making a movie is the same as making a project. Naturally, whoever invests more money has a greater say.

Now Meng Lang and Yan Weiwei combined far surpassed Mr. Qu as the promoter, that is to say, there were many things. Even if Mr. Qu was the chief producer, he had to respect their opinions.

Then he was a little uncertain about many things...

The film and television industry is notoriously deep.

The financial entry, contract, or actor recommendation he mentioned just now is vague, but translated from the words of an industry insider...

The 2 million funds you gave, is the money white or black?Do you need to wash it?

Do you want to use yin and yang contracts to avoid taxes?
Some bigwigs make movies just to support celebrities or make a certain mistress popular. Does your "friend" have such needs?
Originally, who would have decided to invest such a large sum of money so hastily?This is not scientific at all!
If there is another picture, it is more reasonable.

Of course, to Meng Lang, who knew nothing about the unspoken rules of the industry, it would be a chicken-and-duck conversation...

He was bewildered.

But it doesn't matter, he has always been only responsible for strategic decisions, and the specific business operations are naturally taken over by "professionals"...

"Cough! I'm just a small employee in the company, and I don't know much about these details. I'll introduce my friend to you later, and you can talk about it yourself."

Small employees in the company?
The corner of Mr. Qu's mouth twitched.

What kind of company employee can open his mouth and spit out [-] million?

Even if it's your "friend"'s money, does this relationship still require you to be a small employee in the company?
"But... Regarding the recommendation of actors, my friend may really have a small request..."

Meng Lang didn't know what he was thinking of, but a smirk suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Meng Lang's weird smile, Mr. Qu was wrong.

really!I'll just say it!
Who would make a decision to cast 10 million yuan to make a movie after listening to less than 2 minutes of script explanation?
It seems that he is another rich second generation who wants to attract traffic and become a star?
For this kind of people, whether the movie makes money or not is second, the key is that the Pomeranian smiles!
But blatantly making such a request in front of Yan Weiwei... Really big man, cute big tits?
But seeing Yan Weiwei's normal expression... Could it be that I misunderstood?

"Of course it's no problem. Besides the protagonist, just ask for any character you want!"

He is a big financial backer, so naturally he has to give this face.

Of course, the premise is that he can really come up with 2 million...

"Mr. Meng, I really... thank you so much!"

Han Fei's face was full of excitement, and his mouth was a little uncomfortable.

Turn around!

This is simply a turn of events!

If it weren't for Meng Lang, he wouldn't be able to write the script, and now he has helped solve the film's funding problem.

He felt that Meng Lang might be the nobleman sent by heaven to save him?

At this moment, Han Fei's favorability towards Meng Lang directly reached "respect"!
Meng Lang looked at Han Fei with a grateful expression, and his heart moved, revealing a smile.

"The last time I saw you at the driving school, you seem to like racing cars?"

"Hmm! My childhood dream was to become an excellent racing driver like you!
Although I am just a novice Xiaobai who just got his driver's license and just got his own car.

But I have never given up on this dream. If I have the opportunity in the future, I also hope to have my own racing car and gallop on the track! "

After Han Fei finished speaking with excitement, he realized that he seemed to have lost his composure.

Seeing Meng Lang's strange expression, he scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.

"Uh... Did I talk too much, I really made you laugh."

joke?

No, no, what you said is not to make me laugh, but to make me unable to laugh...

Meng Lang sighed inwardly.

Anyway, he will be a cash cow in the future, and maybe he can develop into his own "gold medal queen director".

Then... help people to the end!
Seeing that the two chatted well, Mr. Qu was also satisfied, and immediately reminded Han Fei.

"Thanks to Brother Meng's help to raise funds this time, why don't you offer a toast to Brother Meng?"

"Yes, yes, yes! I...I offer you a toast!" Han Fei quickly raised the barley tea in his hand.

"Hehe! Director Han is too polite, we all just took a fancy to your talent and talent, there is no reason to come to respect everyone who makes money for you.

It should be us who should respect you!Are you right? "

"That's right! Director Han, it's up to you to make money from this investment! Come on! Let's drink to the famous director in the future!"

Mr. Qu is naturally obedient and agrees cheerfully.

Director Han?

Am I now a Korean director?
This sudden new title directly called Han Fei lightly, as if he had stepped on cotton under his feet, so that he didn't even notice that the cup had been changed.

Dizzy, he drank it all in one gulp, his face flushed with excitement.

Meng Lang watched the scene with a smile, then looked at his watch.

"Mr. Qu, it's getting late, or we'll be here today, and I'll go back and inform my friend to contact you as soon as possible?"

"Okay, okay! I'll leave everything to Mr. Meng!" The chubby Mr. Qu smiled more like a Maitreya Buddha.

Mr. Qu went to check out, and Meng Lang and the others walked to the parking lot together.

"Where is Director Han from? A local? It's good to be close to home!"

"How many years have you been working? Will it be hard work as a screenwriter? Is there a rich spare time life? What sports do you usually like?"

"..."

Under Yan Weiwei's weird eyes, Meng Lang pulled Han Fei all the way, chattering enthusiastically, his mouth almost never stopped.

Being guided by Meng Lang one by one, Han Fei was dizzy all the way, and the topic was always led by Meng Lang, so that he had no time to think about other things.

"By the way, is Director Han married?" Meng Lang thought hard and found a new topic.

"Uh... You're kidding, I don't have a girlfriend yet."

"Oh! Then Director Han has to hurry up, man, his career is booming, how can love fall? Do you have someone in mind?"

"This...to tell you the truth, I have had a crush on my childhood sweetheart, the sister next door, since high school, and I swore that I would not marry her.

It's a pity that she later became a goddess, but I didn't succeed in my career, so I didn't have the courage to confess..."

Han Fei scratched his head in embarrassment.

high school?

That is 18 years old?Now you are over 30 and still not married...

emm...

Although the story is very emo, at least...you fulfilled your vow not to marry her?
"Director Han, it's not me talking about you. How can you be timid about confessing?" Meng Lang said with a serious expression on his face.

"The longer people's feelings are buried, the more they can't let go!

One day you will understand that it is never time that can heal a long-term relationship, but the relief in your heart.

You ask yourself, this relationship... can you really let it go?

We always say that the years remain the same, but we don't know if your relationship is still the same? "

After Meng Lang finished speaking, he let out a long sigh, and patted him on the shoulder with a sighing expression on his face.

"You have to know that the purpose of the so-called confession is to express your heart, not to ask for a relationship..."

Han Fei was stunned.

We always say that the years are the same, but we don't know if it is the same?
The so-called confession is to express your heart, not to ask for a relationship?
These two sentences, like a ray of light, instantly illuminated the fog in Han Fei's heart.

"But I..."

"Now that you have achieved success in your career and are about to reach the pinnacle of your life, why not strive for your own happiness?
Believe me!If you don't want to regret it later, just confess your love right away! "

Meng Lang said inspiring words, and took advantage of the situation to force Han Fei into the driver's seat.

"I... I'm really going?" Han Fei held the steering wheel, with the last trace of cowardice and struggle remaining on his face.

"Nonsense! If you brake a car, you don't love her enough!"

Finally, Han Fei's brain became hot and he gritted his teeth!

"Okay! I'm going all out!"

"Om~"

Watching the second-hand crowd leave with a roar, Meng Lang finally heaved a sigh of relief and wiped his forehead.

Fortunately, it is finally lame...

"Huh? What's the matter with you? Why are you in a daze?"

"Oh? No...nothing?"

Yan Weiwei brushed her hair messed up by the sea breeze in a panic to cover up her gaffe just now.

This guy...how can he act like a life mentor...

Meng Lang glanced at her suspiciously, turned around and took out his phone without thinking too much.

"Hello! 122? I'll report someone drunk driving! Yes! The license plate number is..."

Yan Weiwei: "..."

With a dazed look on her face, she immediately became messy in the wind!

What the hell!

What about a good life mentor?

I thought you guys were going to ask for help with the enthusiastic director Han.

As a result, he hit 122 on the back foot?

Snake mental illness? !
Meng Lang ignored the dumbfounded Yan Weiwei, smiled and looked in the direction Han Fei left...

The glass just now is a 25ml cup, 55° liquor.

The detected blood alcohol content is about 30ml...

According to the "Road Traffic Safety Law", the driver's license will be suspended for six months and a fine of not less than 1000 yuan but not more than 2000 yuan will be imposed.

Um!For the time being, I can only help you here.

Don't worry, I will revoke your driver's license for you when the opportunity arises!

(End of this chapter)