The King of Directors 2000

Chapter 202

"Tomorrow is chocolate candy in a box, full of taste and imagination."

"Disappointment is a phone number that can't be dialed. After trying a few times, it will always answer."

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This is a newly opened shopping plaza in Sioux City. At this time, the flat ground outside the plaza is crowded with onlookers. There should be thousands of people, including men, women, and children. The group of young girls standing at the front are especially excited.

"Dong Xuan, I like you."

It was Dong Xuan who sang on the stage.

Her singing level is above average, not comparable to professional singers, but better than the average KTV Maiba.

That is to say, it is better than the big white voice.

The song she sang was not her song, but "A Thousand and One Wishes" by Wan Wan.

But it doesn't matter, the audience in the audience doesn't care about this, and when they get to the front, the group of star chasing girls don't care even more.

It is enough for them to see Dong Xuan.

At this time, Dong Xuan was smiling and waved to the fans in the audience from time to time, which was echoed by bursts of screams.

She sang generally, but very smoothly.

This is her fourth commercial performance in the last ten days. Since the broadcast of "My Girl", she has received four endorsements and four commercial performances.

She was very nervous when she was performing for the first time.

She felt that she sang in a mediocre way, and the audience in the audience would definitely not like it.

She was also thinking about dancing, which she was good at.

However, the audience doesn't care about this at all, they just watch the fun.

And those little girls who really liked her didn't care even more.

"My sister is already very tired standing on the stage, what do you want from her?"

Gradually, Dong Xuan became less nervous, and she sang as if she was singing with her friends, and she sang very relaxedly and smoothly.

It's not good, at least it's complete.

Today she wore a long purple dress, paired with a pair of high hats, and a pair of flaming red lips, which was even more stunning than usual.

It attracted many passers-by to watch, and the owner of the mall stood beside him with a look of embarrassment.

With professionalism, Dong Xuan finished singing seriously, then waved to the group of little girls, and then walked out quickly.

"Dong Xuan, you have to work hard, you have to be good."

The little girls were very excited and shouted excitedly.

Dong turned his head and waved his hand again, which drew louder screams.

The store owner greeted him.

"Miss Dong, let's have a meal together."

"Thank you, but I'm a little tired today, let's find time later."

She then hurried away.

Such dinners are usually marked with a price, and she has not received the notice from the manager, so it is impossible for her to have dinner with others.

There was a black commercial vehicle parked outside the mall, which was specially equipped for Dong Xuan by the company.

Ever since "My Girl" became popular, she always took this commercial vehicle for her activities in Shanghai.

She now also has an assistant who is on call 24 hours a day and always by her side.

"Sister, you just sang really well."

The assistant is a girl with an average appearance. Like Dong Xuan, she was born in [-] and graduated from an undergraduate university in China. She is white and fat, but she works quickly and has great strength.

Dong Xuan covered his mouth and smiled lightly when he heard this, "You pretend I don't know, my singing is so good."

"It's really nice, you ask Brother Liu."

Brother Liu is the driver and bodyguard of this commercial vehicle.

"Miss Dong, it really sounds good."

Brother Liu is already 30 years old, and he still calls Dong Xuan "Sister".

This is the change after the fire.

Outsiders with money and status usually call Dong Xuan "Miss Dong", while outsiders with no money and status call her "Teacher Dong", and people in the company call her "Sister".

Dong Xuan didn't pay much attention to it, nodded and closed his eyes.

She has been really tired recently, running around in the Shanghai area, publicizing, filming commercials, and commercial performances.

Spend more time in the car than in bed.

Fortunately, "A Couple Made in Heaven" had already finished filming, and they rushed to shoot it, and it really worked.

It started filming after "My Name is Jin Ailing", but it finished faster than them.

Therefore, she doesn't need to worry about filming, she just concentrates on making money.

"Buzzing."

The phone vibrated, Dong Xuan picked up the phone, it was a message from a classmate.

She only went to Yanjing Film Academy when she was 20 years old, and her relationship with her classmates is relatively ordinary.

But after she signed with Fenghua, the classmates became much more cordial.

Now that she is hot, the big guys are even more eager.

Some people want her to bring one, some want her to introduce Fenghua, and some want her to introduce investment projects.

Of course Dong Xuan would not invest in it. She always remembered Li Shengyao's words, buy a house if you have money.

She also thought about buying a house in her hometown and Yanjing.

The message this time was that a classmate said that he wanted to invest in a drama that was bound to be popular, and asked Dong Xuan what interest he had.

"Neuropathy."

Dong Xuan deleted the text message.

"Sister, Sister Jiang sent me a message just now, asking me to tell you that the money for this commercial performance has already arrived in the account, let you check it, and I will call her back when the time comes."

Sister Jiang is Dong Xuan's manager and is said to be an old man in the industry.

Seeing that Fenghua was gaining momentum, he came here for refuge, and now he is in charge of Dong Xuan, Sun Li, and Chen Xun.

"Sister Jiang also said that you have worked hard during this period, and let you rest for two days. After two days, you will go to Yanjing. There are still many commercials and commercial performances there."

Dong Xuan nodded, and then asked Brother Liu to find a nearby self-service bank.

Soon after, the commercial vehicle stopped on the side of the road, and Dong Xuan and his assistant went to the self-service bank to check whether the payment had arrived.

She quickly clicked on the balance.

I saw five at the beginning, followed by seven or eight numbers, a total of five 10,000+.

It's only been ten days. After deducting the company's share, there are still 10,000+ in Dong Xuan's place. I have to say that celebrities really make money.

Dong Xuan was a little excited, the money was enough to buy a house in Yanjing.

Then she quickly pulled out her bank card, strode back to the business car, closed her eyes, and leaned back on the seat.

These days are really tiring, it's time to take a rest.

The commercial vehicle headed towards Shanghai.

Brother Liu turned on the car music and played a gentle tune.

The assistant sat quietly on one side, and she was looking at Dong Xuan's itinerary after he arrived in Yanjing.

At this moment, Dong Xuan suddenly opened his eyes, and she looked out the window.

In the direction leading to Shanghai City, there are more and more high-rise buildings, better and better greenery, more and more luxurious vehicles, and even the light is warmer, as if that is the most beautiful place over there.

But not everyone can go.

She paused for a while, thought for a while and said, "I'm not going to Shanghai, go to Hengdian, take me to the International Trade Building, you two go back to Shanghai first, and pick me up the next morning."

The little assistant nodded, "Understood, sister."

After a while, the commercial vehicle headed towards Hengdian. This road was much quieter. There were obviously fewer buildings on both sides of the road, but the air was fresher.

Dong Xuan naturally knew what she was doing at Hengdian, in name it was to visit the class, but in fact it was to condolences to the boss.

She hasn't seen him for a while, but she still misses him.

This time I made 50 yuan, so I naturally have to reward him in the past.

(End of this chapter)