What kind of bad thoughts can the director have?

Chapter 38 Dear

Yang Shu quietly followed Liu Tao's team to Pinghu Film and Television City, and then took her private plane from Shanghai to the capital directly, which was considered a special treatment.

Liu Tao's home in Xicheng is large and luxurious. Austrian double-layer crystal lamps hang down from the ceiling of the living room with a height of seven meters, shining brightly.

The floor is covered with white Italian marble and scarlet Persian carpet, everything is shiny and luxurious with its own special effects.

Liu Man will temporarily live in this mansion, and Jiang Shiyu will go home, but then they will have to look around for a suitable and cheap one to rent.

Although Liu Tao invited Yang Shu to stay for a few days to continue massaging her, he was reluctant to live here because he was too uncomfortable to move freely, not to mention there were many things to deal with next.

But I also promised that as long as sister Tao is at home, I will come to treat her regularly until her waist is cured.

In fact, Liu Tao can't stay at home for a few days. Many commercial variety show endorsements are waiting, and he has to rehearse with Guo Donglin for this year's Spring Festival Gala skit "I Will Find You".

And soon after, his partner Ma Tianyu started filming the urban marriage inspirational emotional drama "Dear Marriage", in which she played the role of an older young woman with a carefree personality and self-reliance.

This is really admirable. The mother of two children in her 30s played with Xiao Xianrou, and it didn't violate harmony at all.

After leaving Liu Tao's home, Yang Shu booked a bed in a youth hostel not far from Jiang Shiyu's home. There are four people in a room, and the upper and lower bunks are a bit like a student dormitory.

The next task was of course to get the royalties, so I made an appointment with Nie Wen in the evening at Ruhe the next morning.

He didn't let Liu Man and Jiang Shiyu follow, Liu Man was a little surprised: "Are you still worried that you won't get the money?"

"Lovers at the Table" ended with 660 million effective clicks, plus the advertising revenue of [-] cents per click, the total is about [-] million.

According to Yang Shu's B contract, he can get a commission of 61 yuan, which is tens of thousands more than expected.

The bigger the money, the more difficult it is to settle. In the three years in the film and television city, Yang Shu was owed salary by the group leader, and also went to the film crew with the group leader to ask for salary.

"We should be able to get the money in the end, but we can't bear it if it takes a year and a half. I talked to Nie Wen on the phone that day. Although there was nothing wrong with what I said, my attitude was rather vague, so I have to be prepared."

"How can I prepare for this? If it doesn't work, just ask my sister to come forward, lest it will be more troublesome if I don't know what to do."

"No need, your sister has no reason to help me collect money, don't ask too much.

I've made some preparations to make sure I can get the money today. "

"You may be too sensitive."

"Maybe, hope everything goes well."

Yang Shu worked at the grassroots level for three years, met many more people than Liu Man and Jiang Shiyu, and saw the evil of human nature more thoroughly. He could feel that Nie Wen hated him the first time he met him, and changed his face Fast people are usually difficult, so be careful.

In Ruhe's small reception room, Nie Wen asked someone to bring purified water, and then asked Yang Shu, "Are you alone?"

"Yes, I'm not familiar with the roads in the capital. I changed trains several times and almost got on the wrong one."

"Where are Director Liu and Miss Jiang?"

Yang Shu shook his head: "I don't know."

"Aren't you a team?"

"It's not anymore." Yang Shu's acting skills are still good, and he smiled bitterly: "Things have changed a bit, and everyone has developed independently."

He knew that Nie Wen had been rejected on several dates with Liu Man, and that he and Liu Man had gotten too close, and he hadn't missed his expressions during the filming of "Lovers at the Table", so he decided to put the relationship aside first.

"Oh?" Producer Nie was a little surprised: "Develop each other?"

"Yes, the concept is different."

Nie Wen laughed disapprovingly: "Philosophy, what is your development philosophy?"

Yang Shu looked at him dumbfounded: "This..."

Nie Wen laughed exaggeratedly, gloating in his tone: "I seem to have told you before that money and status are the kingly way of a man. How are you doing now?"

Yang Shu nodded: "I also understand, but money is not so easy to earn."

"You've got the point," Nie Wen put away his smile, and said bluntly, "Your copyright fee won't be settled today, and it will take some time. The platforms and us haven't settled yet, and Mr. Ke isn't here. No one signed off on it."

Yang Shu's heart skipped a beat.

This guy obviously did it on purpose. He didn't say anything on the phone call yesterday, but now he has changed cars three times and spent more than an hour running here, and he ended up playing this game.

"Producer Nie," Yang Shu took out the key to the youth hostel, "Could you help me out, I'm staying in a hotel now, and it's going to cost a lot and I can't bear it for a long time."

"Youth hostel," Nie Wen picked up the key: "This can't be considered a hotel, is it cheap?"

Youth hostels are hotels that provide accommodation for self-help tourists and backpackers. They are usually not as formal as restaurants, and the prices are relatively low. Usually, they are bunk beds or bunk beds.

"50 yuan a day, room for four."

Nie Wen threw the key back to him: "You make a lot of money in the film crew, so live better, these places are not safe."

"I can't help it. I earn a few thousand a month, and I can't afford it. How can I compare with Nie's annual salary of hundreds of thousands."

Nie Wen's tone was cold: "A person's income is directly proportional to his contribution. What you do is a job worth several thousand yuan."

Yang Shu smiled wryly: "I've been working hard too."

Nie Wen interrupted him: "It's not that you are working hard, but sister Tao, Director Liu and us Ruhe created an opportunity. Otherwise, with your hard work, it might be possible to start filming "Lovers at the Table"?"

Yang Shu was very angry in his heart. Without Lao Tzu's script, how could you earn 30 million by investing 600 in Confucianism?He actually beat the monk after reading the scriptures.

Of course he understood that Nie Wen's psychology was unbalanced, and there was no other way, so he didn't want him to get the money quickly.

In addition, Yang Shu still remembered that he said that he had something to meet and talk about, otherwise there would be no need to make an appointment on the phone yesterday, and pushing three obstacles and four fours now is probably not as simple as delaying settlement.

"That's right, I'm very lucky, Director Nie," Yang Shu moved forward and said, "Can you find a way to settle the money with me? My family needs it urgently."

Nie Wen frowned: "Didn't you listen carefully to what I said just now? We Ruhe won't deny you this small money, and we will give it to you sooner or later for Sister Tao's sake, but you can't be in a hurry. There are financial rules in finance. "

"Then when will it be settled?"

"I'm afraid it will take a few months, and it may be longer. I can't guarantee that."

Yang Shu was in a hurry: "Producer Nie, the Chinese New Year will be around in a few months, and if there is a holiday, it will have to be delayed until the new year. I may not be able to use this money in a hurry."

"Keep your voice down," Nie Wen spread out his hands, "It's useless to be anxious with me, we have to follow the procedure."

Yang Shu seemed to suddenly think of something, and took out a nearly one-foot-long plastic bag from his backpack, which contained candy peanuts and a few packs of Chinese cigarettes.

Nie Wen was a little surprised: "What is this?"

"I almost forgot to take it out, Director Nie, I'm getting married next month, so I brought the wedding candy first."

Nie Wen was stunned: "Are you going to get married at a young age?"

"You're not young anymore in your 20s. Our hometown gets married relatively early, and... I remember the last time I called and said that there was an urgent matter at home. I have to go back as soon as "Legend of Miyue" is finished?"

The last time the two talked on the phone in Pinghu, Yang Shu did say that there was an urgent matter at home and he would not go back, and that he would go to Beijing to see Nie Wen.

Nie Wen hesitated: "I remember, but..."

"That's actually it."

"It costs a lot of money to get married in our hometown." Yang Shu looked helpless, and pushed the candy and cigarettes in front of Nie Wen: "I'll trouble you to share it with the friends in the company."

"What a coincidence." Nie Wen looked at Tang and then at Yang Shu: "You can't write the screenplay with me, can you?"

"how is this possible……"

At this moment, Yang Shu's mobile phone on the table rang, and someone apparently sent a video application on WeChat, and the initiator was: Dear.

Yang Shu's face changed slightly, and he looked a little flustered.

"You have a phone," Nie Wen looked at him coldly, "Is it Director Liu or Miss Jiang?"

"How is it possible?" Yang Shu said unnaturally, "This is my fiancée, how could Director Liu and Miss Jiang be dear."

With that said, he hung up the application.

"why do not you answer?"

"There's no need to pick it up. They must be here to ask for money. Our hometown has a bad habit of betrothal gifts. Her mother knows that I have made some money writing scripts, so she starts making troubles like this... She is not human!"

He scolded the last sentence with sincerity.

At this time, WeChat sent another video application, and Yang Shu hung up again.

The other party was very persistent, and called again within half a minute, Yang Shu hung up again: "Crazy woman!"

"Don't be like this," Nie Wen pointed at the phone suspiciously: "Pick it up, a man should be a little bit more graceful."

(End of this chapter)