Thirty Entrepreneurship: Recycling of second-hand aircraft carriers at the beginning

Chapter 373 Recruiting Actors
"Okay, I still have things to do, you can go first." Fang Weihai said and waved to Lin Chen.

Lin Chen nodded in agreement, turned around and left the headquarters.

On the way home, Lin Chen was singing and laughing all the way. Suddenly he remembered the stereo in the car, so he played Beethoven's "Symphony No. 5", and returned home in an excited mood.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a pile of white prints in the living room, wrapped in blue wrapping paper like bombs.

"My advertisement is ready!" Lin Chen said happily. He had forgotten to pick it up before, but luckily he left his contact information and the advertisement was delivered directly to his door.

"Then you can start distributing it!" Hearing the sound of Lin Chen opening the door, Fang Lan walked out of the study and said with a smile.

When Lin Chen saw Fang Lan’s head full of white hair, he was shocked and thought that the White-haired Witch had come to visit.

"What's wrong with you? I haven't seen you for a few days and your hair has turned white?" Lin Chen said with a smile.

"No. I'm enjoying it!" Fang Lan waved her hands and smiled, casually picked up a few strands of hair and tossed them, looking up and saying, "Does it feel like white snow? And a bit like plum blossoms? If you get close and smell it, you can even smell the fragrance of plum blossoms!"

"That means it's dyed hair." Lin Chen nodded and smiled, and walked closer to smell it, and indeed there was the scent of plum blossoms.

"Yes, now that I am not working anymore, I don't have to worry about the company's rules. I finally appreciate the joy of working freely! No wonder so many people want to get rid of their status as employees and become their own boss! It's for this freedom!" Fang Lan said with a smile.

"You know what, it looks pretty good like this." Lin Chen looked at Fang Lan with white hair. The snow-white hair set off her pink face and was no less beautiful than black hair.

"But when you meet those people from the agency and casting studio in the future, they may be surprised," Lin Chen said again.

"No way!" Fang Lan waved her hand and smiled, "What kind of weird things haven't those people in the entertainment industry seen? People with white hair do exist. For example, King George II of Hanover was born with silver hair."

"This is the first time I've heard of this." Lin Chen nodded and smiled.

Lin Chen walked around the room and found nothing had changed. Deji was not there, apparently still busy with her work outside.

He turned around and opened the blue wrapping paper. The printed materials inside exuded the smell of milk and ink, and each one was printed very beautifully.

Lin Chen's initial advertisements for recycling second-hand aircraft carriers were simple black and white words on paper. Now that he has funds, he naturally wants to improve the quality. These advertisements are all colored oil paper with a film on it.

Lin Chen stroked the paper as if he was stroking a child's hand. It felt smooth and comfortable and he was very satisfied.

He then dialed a number that his smartphone automatically found: the number of the local person responsible for recruiting flyer distributors.

"I have 3,000 advertisements here, each one is one yuan. Please find someone to distribute them for me as soon as possible. Each copy you send out will also be one yuan." Lin Chen said to the man.

"Okay, boss." The man was very happy. Such a price was unprecedented, so he immediately started to get busy.

After a while, a blue car stopped at the door. A strong man got out of the car, his round body seemed to be made up of several spheres.

He rang the doorbell and said with a smile, "Boss, I'm here to pick up the printed materials."

"Come in." Lin Chen said as he opened the door, and the man walked in immediately.

Lin Chen couldn't help laughing as he watched him walk, thinking that if he rolled, he might be able to walk faster, but his clothes would get dirty.

The man walked in with a smile, picked up the paper bag and turned away.

Lin Chen wanted to give some instructions, but he didn't know where to start. He thought about whether to explain the regional requirements for distribution, but he felt that excellent actors might not be limited to a specific area, so he just let him go.

The distribution work was completed in one afternoon.

That night, Lin Chen's cell phone started to ring non-stop, as if he was holding a solo concert.

"Hello, I saw that you are recruiting actors! I am a recent graduate from Huangdao Academy of Performing Arts. Can you give me a chance?" said a slightly childish male voice.

"Of course, we need a large number of actors. Please send your information to the email address, and if it is suitable, you will be notified for an interview." Lin Chen said with a smile.

The other party hung up the phone happily, and another one came a short while later.

"Uncle, I want to act! Can you give me an interview?" The other party was a cute little girl, probably only in her teens.

Lin Chen couldn't help laughing and asked, "My baby, what role do you want to play?"

"Well, I think a pure and innocent child like me is suitable to play a little princess who is at peace with the world. What do you think, uncle?" said the little girl with a smile.

Lin Chen laughed and said, "Okay! Did you see the email address on the advertisement? Send your photos, photography works, age, gender and other information to that email address. If uncle thinks it's suitable, he will notify you for an interview."

"Okay, uncle! See you later!" The little girl said and hung up the phone without waiting for Lin Chen's response.

Lin Chen actually felt a little lost and confused, wondering what "see you later" meant? Maybe it meant seeing you in the information later, she couldn't have thought that the interview would be available later, right?
Lin Chen stood up and stretched his body, and another call came in.

"Ahem, young man, I have an idea. I want to play a role like the Jade Emperor. Do you think it's possible?" An old voice came from the other end of the phone, accompanied by intermittent coughs.

Lin Chen blinked and asked curiously: "How do you know I'm a young man?"

“Oh, well, maybe it’s telepathy.” The old man’s voice sounded even older, as if it could die at any time. “At my age, ahem, I don’t care whether the other person is a man or a woman, nor do I care what I say.”

Lin Chen smiled and expressed his concern tactfully: "Uncle, I'm afraid that if something happens to you during our filming, how can we continue the filming?" In fact, he was afraid that the old man would suddenly fall down in front of the camera, or even something more embarrassing would happen.

"Ahem, you think I'm too old, ahem, sad, so I'd rather die." After the old man finished speaking, there was silence on the other end of the phone, obviously waiting for Lin Chen's response. However, Lin Chen suspected that the old man had forgotten to hang up the phone because of Alzheimer's disease, so he took the initiative to hang up the phone.

On the other end of the phone, the old man heard a "beep" sound and hung up, and sighed: "Alas! Old people who don't die are thieves! My dear, I'll come to accompany you now." Then, the phone slipped, and he slowly fell to the ground, losing his breath. Lin Chen, on his side, didn't realize that his action of hanging up the phone indirectly led to the death of a person. He felt a little hungry, so he ordered a takeaway and played with his phone while waiting.

The takeaway was delivered very quickly, in less than half an hour. During this time, Lin Chen also received several phone calls.

As the sky darkened, when the takeaway food arrived, Lin Chen invited Fang Lan to join him. They ordered beef brisket soup and hot buns, which came with steamed buns.

"This soup is really good." Fang Lan praised it highly after tasting it, and then took a bite of the steamed bun.

"This is a well-known national chain brand." Lin Chen also expressed his satisfaction with the takeaway.

"It would be so wonderful if I could drink such delicious soup every day!" Fang Lan took another sip of the soup, her face full of intoxication.

"Don't forget the pain after the wound has healed. Last time you were constipated and it hurt so much that you swore you would never eat again." Lin Chen joked, with a hint of gloating in his eyes. "It's enjoyable when you eat, but not so pleasant when you poop. You only care about the enjoyment of your mouth and forget the pain of your butt. This is a typical case of 'taking care of the head but not the butt', which is not good."

Fang Lan nodded and agreed with him. Every time she got constipated, she would swear to change, but once the pain was over, she would eat and drink again. She knew she was the kind of person who always made resolutions.

Lin Chen has never been troubled by constipation, and he has always been very particular about his diet. He would rather not eat than suffer, so he has always maintained a good figure and is often praised as a "handsome young man".

Fang Lan stopped praising the delicious food, but finished her meal silently, cleared the table, and continued to work.

A few days later, the crew was almost recruited and the interviews officially began.

The interview was held in the second-floor conference room of the Tuokoushuo Hotel in Linhai City. There was a stage similar to a three-foot podium in the conference room, and a round conference table was placed below.

Lin Chen, Deji, and Fang Lan sat at the table, and the actors came in one after another and performed on the stage.

The scenes they selected were sent to the actors in advance, and they were asked to perform without a script. The conference room seemed to have turned into a small theater, with the actors taking turns to perform, attracting the hotel staff to stop and watch.

Lin Chen didn't expect that he would become an interviewer soon after graduation. He couldn't help laughing. He loved drama when he was in college. He also worked as a screenwriter and participated in performances in the original drama club, so he was considered a half-expert.

On the second day of the interview, a special little actor appeared.

She was a little girl wearing a snow-white dress, only eleven years old. She tied her hair into a ponytail, skipped onto the stage, bowed to the three interviewers with a smile, then picked up the microphone and said, "I'm very happy to meet the three interviewers here."

Although there is no role for a little princess in the script, Fang Lan will not write one specifically for her. After all, the script is already hundreds of thousands of words long, and there are hundreds of named characters.

However, the character of Ziwei Emperor in the script, who rules over the three worlds, is an eleven-year-old girl. This role is just right for her.

Then the little girl began to act out the role. Fang Lan and Deji both nodded and clapped, saying that the role seemed tailor-made for her. The selection was thus finalized.

However, the Emperor of Ziwei only appears at the end of the play, and in only one scene. Therefore, the little girl can observe and learn in the crew, and her official appearance will have to wait for a few months.

After thanking the three interviewers, the little girl happily took her parents away, saying that she wanted to go to the playground outside to play.

The interview lasted for ten days and finally ended successfully.

During these ten days, Lin Chen had not received any calls from the headquarters, which allowed him to wholeheartedly help his girlfriend deal with things.

At the same time, at Linhai University, Anfia received a new task.

The caller was a man with a magnetic voice. The mission was simple: assassinate a fifty-year-old man with a reward of five million.

Anfia is not short of money at the moment. As a university teacher, her salary is at the upper end of society. Her daily expenses for making friends, buying a car, traveling, etc. can all be covered with her salary. Most of the huge bounties she received from previous missions were used to maintain her guns, and the rest was deposited in the bank. She now has tens of millions in savings.

However, Anfia was very interested in the task itself, so she agreed without hesitation.

Three days later, Anfia took a rented helicopter with weapons and arrived at her destination - a small city called Xuegong City.

This small city is located in the Republic of Wanwan, a small country consisting of several islands floating in the Pacific Ocean.

Xuegong City is the capital of the Wanwan Republic and the largest of the several islands. As it is far away from the mainland, it is free from industrial pollution. The moist air of the Pacific Ocean nourishes the flora and fauna on the island, making it full of vitality since ancient times, like the Garden of Eden.

The human population only began to appear a million years ago, and today there are only tens of thousands of people. Most of the island is still covered with dense jungle, and small rivers flow out of the central mountains, nourishing the people on both sides.

Compared to the size of the island, the population is not large, so every household has a villa with a yard full of flowers and plants.

There is not a single high-rise building in the entire country, and even the president's office is just a two-story building. Therefore, this place looks like a wealthy suburb in the United States.

Tranquility, nature and abundance are the basic characteristics of this island country.

Anfia's helicopter landed at the island nation's only airport. She got off the plane with a backpack containing weapons on her back and walked slowly toward the airport's commercial street.

The airport is very modern, with a huge glass canopy and a beautiful commercial street inside.

After Anfia asked the service staff, she learned that there was a car rental agency at the end of the commercial street, so she walked in that direction.

With plenty of time, she went shopping and appreciated the cultural landscape and specialties of this island country.

Now the sun is scorching the earth, and the air is as hot as a steamer. Of course, the air conditioner is still on in the greenhouse.

The local specialties are mainly coconuts, sea fish, etc. The ethnic group is ordinary Polynesians, who are somewhat similar to blacks, but also have some characteristics of yellow people, and belong to a transitional race.

(End of this chapter)