I'm the director, I'm not bad

Chapter 523 521. Scout
Director's Club likes to mention 8 men and 1 woman...

It seems a bit ambiguous.

But the truth is that it's not that bad.

Unlike Song Wen and the others, Xu Xin's senior brothers and sisters had no capital to refuse Xiying Studio's hand.

And, they were quite happy.

The response was very enthusiastic, and even asked Qi Lei if they could work here after graduation.

Qi Lei gave a benign feedback.

After all, they are all the "direct descendants" of Director Xu.

Face must be given.

In fact, the so-called circle is like this. In the beginning, what it gives you is definitely more than what you give back.

But as time passed, this situation began to ebb and flow.

Finally a balance is reached.

But people like Wen Muye and Guo Fan still don't see any value.

But who knows what will happen in five years, ten years?
So it's not wrong to think of this as an investment transaction.

However, in terms of this kind of investment, the return of state-owned factories is more stable than that of private enterprises.

Private enterprises may take a sharp turn for the worse in three to five years, and finally the trees fall and the monkeys disperse...

But state-run factories need not worry.

Maybe these directors are gone, but it will still exist.

So nothing will be lost.

I didn't eat with Qi Lei at night.

The old man is flying to Nanjing tonight.

The West Film Studio after the celebration was still lively, and the audience after the recording of "The Voice" was still shuttling through the audience passages in the factory area.

Xu Xin and Zhang Mo walked all the way outside the factory.

Just as she was approaching the door, she suddenly said:
"Why did you persuade my dad to add placement ads?"

She asked what she had been holding back for two days at this juncture.

Xu Xin was not surprised.

Don't even bother to think who told her.

Just smiled and said:

"Because it works."

"...?"

Perhaps this answer was too perfunctory and sloppy, Zhang Mo didn't know how to answer for a while.

But if it was before, she would definitely want to get to the bottom of it.

But now...

"Ok."

She simply nodded her head, making sure Xu Xin wouldn't say much, so she didn't ask any more questions.

She believed him.

All the way back home, Yang Mi's dinner table has been packed.

But there are no wheels for dinner tonight.

It is eaten by the family.

After a simple family dinner, the old man who drank less than two taels of wine left with his daughter.

"Jinling" is being prepared, so he has to hurry up with his daughter to learn more about it.

Then, when "The Hawthorn Tree" is finished and the subtitles start to be added, Zhang Mo will come back at that time.

Xu Xin didn't send it to the airport either, but after sending the old man to the car, he closed the door and waved goodbye.

And on the 3rd, it was also the last day the family stayed in Xi'an.

After arriving home at noon on the 4th, Xu Xin didn't even drink his saliva at home, so he went straight to the company.

The team of "A Bite of Tongue" is still waiting for him.

He can probably stay in Yanjing for about ten days, and these ten days are when he, as the chief director, reviews the content of the episodes.

During this period of time, "Bite of the Tongue" has accumulated a large number of things that need to be judged and decided by the director, and he must personally make the decisions.And this time, the small meeting was held on CCTV.

By the way, let me report on the progress of "Bite of the Tongue".

As for Yang Mi, there are actually a lot of things waiting for her in the company, but she ran to Daxing as soon as she got home.

Daxing Lixian, when they saw the hostess, Zaizai and Niuniu, who hadn’t seen each other for a long time, whimpered as if they were crying, and followed Yang Mi every step of the way, for fear that the hostess would disappear while playing. Don't be yourself.

Yang Mi also misses the two little guys a lot, and just masturbates to them.

And also observed carefully.

It's okay, Brother Qian'er definitely has nothing to say about this food.

Both Zaizai and Niuniu are better than before they were sent away, both in coat color and physique.

Sure enough, the German Shepherd really had to slip away.

Yu Qiang is not at the racecourse today.

The Deyun Society is now in full swing, with performances one after another.

She didn't stay any longer, and got into the car directly with the two dogs.

Back to Shuangwei who had been away for several months.

When the boss came back, the employees of the company naturally cheered up.

Then I saw two dog bodyguards clearing the way, and Miss Mi, who was wearing big sunglasses, walked into his office like a gust of wind.

Then in less than 2 minutes, executives from various departments of the company walked in with the documents in their hands.

It's not just Xu Xin who has a backlog of work, but also her side.

If you can handle it by phone, you can handle it by phone, but there are some procedures that need to be signed by the boss before they can be filed. When Miss Mi comes back, I quickly get everything done.

As a result, Yang Mi's big office was overcrowded.

The sofas, reception chairs, and even the tea seats were full of people.

And looking at so many people, Yang Mi said:

"Tingting, book a private room for shabu-shabu, it may be later today, and the time can be a little later."

After deciding what to have for lunch, the others will come one by one.

As the saying goes, food and grass go first before the arrival of the armed forces.

By default, financial matters are the most important, so let's talk about it first.

Thus, Yang Mi saw a large pile of receipts in front of her.

Although there are many, she is not sloppy and looks at each ticket one by one.

From time to time, I would ask some questions about the money on these bills, and the finance department answered them very well.

Until...she saw a repayment note signed by Nazha.

10 yuan whole.

"This money...?"

Yang Mi was a little puzzled.

The accountant glanced at the repayment note in the boss's hand, and said quickly:
"It was delivered by the girl named Nazha you ordered on the 27th."

"... She paid back the money?"

Yang Mi looked puzzled.

Finance nods:
"Yes, when I came here, it was a gift of cash. One bundle, worth [-] yuan, is still in the company's big safe. I said I'm sorry to bother you, and I will pay back part of it first."

"...?"

In May, on the night of the Yanjing College Student Film Festival, Yang Mi remembered that she told her personally that she would pay back the money with her film salary.

Didn't my brother tell her too?Only film repayment is accepted.

This girl...why did she still get 10 yuan here?
After thinking about it, she asked:
"Has she asked for money during this time?"

"No."

Financial Shakes:

"Since you brought the 80 IOUs last time, you haven't asked for them."

"..."

Yang Mi thought for a while, then turned to Sun Ting and said:
"Tingting, go call her and ask what's going on, what's going on with the money."

"Okay, ma'am."

Sun Ting responded, turned her head and walked out the door.

Back in her office, she directly dialed Nazha's phone number.

The phone was connected quickly, and a breathless voice sounded:

"Hi, sister Tingting, hello. I'm Nazha~"

"Well, hello... are you exercising?"

Sun Ting was a little puzzled.

"Ah, no, I... I'm in a hurry..."

While panting, Nazha worked hard to calm her breathing:

"A ribbon-cutting activity just ended this morning, and I still have a... a clothing display... It's a bit late now, I'm running..."

"Well……"

Sun Ting checked the time.

10:50.

It's almost 11 o'clock.

After thinking about it, she said:
"Then what time do you finish at noon?"

"Hurry up, there are 4 sets of clothes in total, about...a little after 12 o'clock. Sister Tingting, what's the matter? It's okay...you say...I'm listening."

"It's fine for now, how about this, you can contact me after noon, sister Mi is looking for you."

"what?"

In Sun Ting's ears, the girl's movements were trembling.

Looks flustered:
"Mi... Sister Mi is looking for me? Is there something wrong?"

"You should be busy with activities first, and contact me at noon."

"Uh... ok... ok."

"Well, go ahead, I'm hanging up."

Sun Ting hung up the phone and returned to Yang Mi's office.

"Sister, she is rushing to the playground. I told her to contact me after noon."

"it is good."

Yang Mi responded:
"I'll deal with things here first, and you will remind me later."

"Ok."

……

When dealing with things, say too much, and say less.

For the things that piled up, Yang Mi would mention them if necessary, and sign and file them if there were no problems.

But this busy, it's time to eat.

But no one said anything about "let's order first".

There are so many things here, the boss must want to deal with them in one go.

At around 12:[-], Sun Ting's phone vibrated.

She looked down and saw a message from Nazha:
"Sister Tingting, is it convenient for you to call now?"

"Hold on."

The financial, personnel, and business affairs here are almost over, and the training will come soon.

She is one of the persons in charge, but she has not been in the company in recent months, so I have to listen to the latest situation with Yang Mi.

And this listening took another half an hour.

In the early 1 o'clock, everything was finally dealt with.

Only then did Yang Mi rub her stomach, and quickly got up:
"Tingting, let's go! You're starving to death! Have you booked your seat yet?"

"Ordered."

Sun Ting nodded, Cheng Hu helped her carry the bag, and the three walked out together.

In the past few months after leaving Yanjing, Yang Mi has nothing else to do, except that she wants to eat two kinds of food.

One is shabu-shabu, and the other is sugar pancakes from the breakfast shop in Shijia Hutong.

I definitely won't be able to eat breakfast today, but I can have it tomorrow when I go to see the progress of the house renovation.

But shabu-shabu must be given such a hard meal today.

While Sun Ting walked, she said:
"Sister, Sister Zeng has an appointment with Shen Teng and the others in the afternoon. It's 2:[-]...do you want to change the time?"

"Change it to 3 o'clock. I want to have a good meal today!"

"Do you want to ask Brother Xu?"

"I don't care about him, let him eat in the CCTV cafeteria! He doesn't even know what time he came back today, and there are a lot of things..."

Yang Mi's pace was fast, and she went straight to the elevator all the way.

Really thinking about it.

So craving that bite.

And Sun Ting hurriedly followed, while sending a message to Zeng Jia telling her about the postponement of the meeting.

After sending out, the three of them also got into the elevator.

Only then did Sun Ting remember about Nazha, and said quickly:
"Sister, shall I contact Nazha?"

"Oh yes... and her. Call and ask what happened to the money."

"Ok."

Sun Ting dialed Nazha directly in the elevator.

But they were on the phone over there, but they didn't get through.

At this time, the elevator also came to the basement.

After getting in the car, Yang Mi leaned on the seat of the commercial car and closed her eyes to rest.

She has a headache after dealing with so many things in the morning.

After leaving the basement, Sun Ting called Nazha again.

Got through this time.

However, Nazha, who answered the phone, seemed not very emotional:
"Hey, Miss Tingting..."

"Well, are you done?"

"Yes, we're done."

"Okay, Miss Mi wants me to ask you, what happened to the 10 yuan."

"Uh...that..."

After a moment of hesitation, Nazha said:

"That's the money to sell the house."

Yang Mi moved her ears and opened her slightly tired eyes.

expressed concern about this matter.

And Sun Ting is her right-hand man, whether it is Brother Xu who said that the money is only accepted for the film, or the IOU, she knows all about it.

Seeing her sister opened her eyes, she understood the meaning and asked directly:

"Didn't Brother Xu say that the money is only accepted for repayment? What's the matter with your 10 yuan?"

Hearing this, Yang Mi closed her eyes again.

"Mi...is sister Mi angry?"

Nazha's voice was a little nervous.

Sun Ting did not answer, but continued to ask:

"What's with the money?"

"My mother insisted on giving it to me...my father is still waiting for an organ, and the hospital said it will take about three or four months. Then...someone asked for the house at home, so I sold it. It was sold for 33 yuan, and I told my mother Yes, I said that I will become an actor in the future, and I will use the remuneration to repay Director Xu and Sister Mi. But my mother disagreed, saying that since I have some money now... I must pay back some... Although it is not much, it is a matter of attitude .”

Speaking of which, she paused and added:
"We still left the money, Miss Tingting."

Hearing this, Sun Ting glanced at Yang Mi again.

Seeing that Sister Mi was still resting with her eyes closed, but she didn't nod or shake her head, she thought for a while and continued to ask:

"Then you don't have a house now?"

"Uh... there is a bungalow in my hometown... that's enough..."

Hearing this, seeing that Sister Mi still remained silent, Sun Ting continued:

"Why are you in such a hurry to sell the house? Sister Mi and Brother Xu didn't rush you. Besides, isn't the cost enough? The hospital fee doesn't cost much..."

"..."

Nazha was silent for a moment, then said:

"Mom has to take care of Dad. We rented a small house next to the hospital, and we usually have to spend it... And I have to prepare for my tuition... It's okay, Sister Tingting, we still have a house in our hometown. You don't have to Worry……"

"Ask her if she has eaten."

Finally, Yang Mi spoke.

But still did not open his eyes, just sighed after asking this question:
"Oh... send her the address and let her come to eat."

Sun Ting nodded silently:
"Sister Mi asked you to come to dinner, I will send you the address, have you eaten yet?"

"..."

Nazha looked at the bowl of fried pancakes in front of her...

said quickly:

"No."

"Then come here."

"Ok."

"Well, hang up."

After hanging up the phone, Nazha looked at the steaming pancakes in front of her, and raised her hand to the proprietress of the snack shop:
"Hi, boss, I'm packing."

The shopping mall clothing show she participated in was on the CBD side, and the food here was so expensive.

A fried pancake costs fifteen.

It cannot be wasted.

Take it home and warm it up, and you can still eat it at night.

Soon, the proprietress came over with a plastic bag. Nazha wrapped the pancakes by herself, put another plastic bag on them, wrapped the pancakes tightly, and put them in her schoolbag.

Not to mention this fried pancake...the taste is quite fragrant.

She walked out quickly and looked at the address sent by Sister Tingting.

Donglaishun?
is it far?

It's not far, the subway is just three or four stops away.

During this period of time, she had almost touched the roads in Yanjing and ran towards the subway station quickly.

Just in time to catch up with a subway.

At noon, the carriage was a little crowded.

As soon as Nazha found a suitable location, she heard a sniffing noise from someone next to her.

Subconsciously turned his head...

A couple.

While sniffing, the boy murmured to his girlfriend next to him:
"Who has fried pancakes? I wonder if food is not allowed in the subway..."

"..."

Nazha turned her head silently.

Indeed, this fried cake is quite fragrant...

……

"Sister, Nazha is here."

"Well, take her here...it's okay, I'll save the meat for you."

In the steaming private room, Yang Mi said while copying with chopsticks, most of the plate of hand-cut mutton was taken away.

Sun Ting couldn't laugh or cry.

I dare not say Yang Mi, so I can only make a joke with Cheng Hu:

"Brother Hu, save some meat for me."

Cheng Hu was also speechless.

After a glance, there was only one third of the hand-cut mutton left, and he muttered:
"When did Donglaishun's meat serve so slowly?"

"We are so hungry."

While talking, Yang Mi threw a candied garlic into her mouth.

Or say she is a foodie.

Didn't even throw up the skin.

After crunching into the mouth, the meat also turned into powder.

This is the tenderest time.

The mutton will be cooked once it is boiled in water, but it should not be allowed to turn white.

Turn white and get old.

When it's powdery, pick it up with a chopstick and dip it in more sesame sauce... oh, this bite...

"call……"

Looking up to the sky, her eyes were full of happiness.

Hey, absolutely!

While eating, Nazha and Sun Ting walked in together.

"Well, come on, sit down quickly..."

Yang Mi smiled and beckoned, motioning for Nazha to sit down.

Although a little rude.

After all, you called others to come over, but you ate ahead of time...

But that's what happened.

If Nazha came in and heard the words "I've been waiting for you for a long time", then her meal would be even worse.

So, this is just right.

After all, the small copper pot has already been set up for her.

But just as she was seated, Yang Mi suddenly moved her nose...

Looking at Nazha with a puzzled face:
"Did you come over after dinner?"

"Uh... no."

"Then why do I smell fried pancakes?... If you are full after eating, don't pretend to be fake, don't get indigestion."

She said:
"Did you eat it?"

"Nothing to eat, Miss Mi..."

Being watched by Yang Mi's eyes, she couldn't get up the interest of lying, so she quickly shook her head and said:

"I ordered fried pancakes, but I received a call from Sister Tingting...It's a pity that I lost them. I packed them."

"Is that so..."

Yang Mi looked at the girl carefully.

Fried cake oil is big.

The oil is small and not tasty.

The girl didn't look much different.

It shows that the body management is not bad, it must be hard work.

So without asking too much, he said:
"Then hurry up and eat. Chat while eating~"

"Thank you ma'am."

"Ah."

A dinner for three turned into four.

Soon, the waiter brought in two more plates of hand-cut dishes.

Donglaishun is famous for its knife skills.

Therefore, she basically doesn't order mutton rolls and beef rolls when she eats shabu-shabu.

Just cut by hand and serve one after another.

"What are you busy with recently?"

She asked while eating meat with a sesame sauce bowl.

Nazha subconsciously put down her chopsticks...

"Eat and chat."

Hearing this, Nazha picked up the chopsticks again, and said respectfully:
"I'm working part-time... for others."

"...Crossover? The kind in a bar?"

Yang Mi was a little taken aback.

"No, no, no."

Nazha quickly shook her head:

"It's clothing, people go to the store to be a fashion model, and then take the show job..."

Hearing this, Yang Mi didn't respond, she just asked:
"Then you didn't get up very early?"

She knew the job of a fashion model that Nazha was talking about.

There are several large clothing wholesale markets in Yanjing, and they all open early.

Basically, the door opens at 6 o'clock, and then a group of shopkeepers from other places or various boutiques go there to pick up clothes.

In order to attract business, the bosses of the wholesale market will find young models to recruit people in front of the store wearing their own clothes.

A lot of money is given, but it is very hard work.

They open the store at 6:05 in the morning, and they basically have to put on makeup and come to the store at 30:[-], and each person has different styles and styles.

Then take turns recruiting people at the door of the store.

Don't ask Yang Mi why she knows.

She also did this job in high school in order to accumulate experience facing the audience.

But after working for a few days, I felt that there were always some big men taking advantage of it, so I quit.

After hearing this, Nazha nodded subconsciously:

"It's okay... It's okay to go to bed early, the main reason is that you pay a lot..."

"How much is a game?"

"I can take three hundred."

"Well."

Yang Mi observed the girl and nodded:

"You're worth the price."

Without any ambiguity.

The little girl is indeed beautiful, there is nothing to say about that.

Then, she asked while cooking the meat:
"Just one game a day?"

"Yes, it's too late for two games. Then I come out of the market and go to pick up other jobs, such as the opening of a company, the need for hostesses, or car models...all of them."

"..."

Hearing this, Yang Mi knew that the little girl was really working hard.

This made her impression of this girl better.

So, she pointed to the hand cutting the mutton on the table:

"Let's eat, eat more, don't you still have work in the afternoon?"

"Yes... Thank you, Miss Mi."

"Ah."

Yang Mi responded, not mentioning the 10 yuan.

No need.

If you mention it again, it will kill the girl's efforts.

That's it, it's fine.

After Nazha bowed her head to eat, after a few seconds, she suddenly said:

"Sister Mi, can I ask... about the film and television industry?"

"Ask me, what's the matter?"

"Just... two days ago, a person who claimed to be a scout suddenly called me and said he wanted to meet me... I refused. But he called me several times in the past two days... I... ...a bit at a loss as to what to do."

"Scout?"

Yang Mi was stunned for a moment, her first reaction was:

"Has your admission information been leaked?"

"……what?"

Looking at Nazha's suspicious gaze, Yang Mi waved her hand:

"It's okay, don't worry about it. Every year, scouts use various channels to find freshmen in various universities, trick you into signing a long-term contract, and then resell your contract to some entertainment companies to make profits. Often Things, you will know when you start school, scouts are blocking Beiying's door. Don't bother, you are not a good person."

Hearing this, Nazha nodded first, but she was a little worried, and asked:
"Will that offend him...he said he was a scout for the Tang people..."

"..."

The corner of Yang Mi's mouth twitched.

But, even if it was about Tang Ren, she didn't think too deeply.

Because in the scouting industry, the rhetoric to Xiaomeng newbies is actually the same. When you get a business card, it's either Huayi or Tang Ren, or Huanrui, Rong Xinda and the like...

So normal.

Otherwise, how do you appear to be "high-end".

So all too common.

So continue to shake your head:

"It's okay, you don't need to talk about it. You debut now, you don't know anything, what will you do in the future? Be a vase for others? What's more, this kind of name is pulled out of a big company, saying that you are a regular scout for a company... It is the most useful deception for newcomers. It is specially designed to fool you, so don't bother."

"……Okay, I know."

"Well, learn down-to-earth, become a good actor, have good looks and acting skills, and you won't worry about making money in the future, just don't worry."

She smiled and sent an encouragement to Nazha's heart.

(End of this chapter)