China Entertainment started in 2004

Chapter 3 Rejection
  Xingze International is a film and television company established just this year, and its leader is Cai Xin.

Signed by Zhao Yazhi.

That's right.

That's the one.

The human knight, the white lady.

Wang Shu took a bus to Chaoyang District, came to Xingze International, and met Ms. Cai Xin smoothly.

He knew in his heart that this was because Xingze International was short of manpower shortly after its establishment.

Cai Xin is responsible for many things.

Sure enough, small private companies are different from state-owned companies and leading private companies.

No, I met the leader.

Cai Xin first looked at the script on her desk for a while, then flipped through it a few times, looked up at the young man in front of her, and said feebly: "You can go."

We really shouldn’t waste our time reading this young man’s script. What the hell is he writing?

"Mr. Cai." Wang Shu opened his mouth, but didn't react for a while.

Cai Xin looked at him and asked leisurely: "Are you under 20 years old?"

Wang Shu sat opposite her, nodded politely and said, "18 years old."

When Cai Xin heard that she was 18, she couldn't help but smile, "Have you seen art films?"

"You said you want to use this script to make a film to compete at the Berlin Film Festival?"

"Look for yourself, how can this script have the temperament of an art film?"

Cai Xin rubbed her head and said angrily, "Go back and watch more art films by great directors and then think about writing scripts. Don't just aim too high without knowing anything."

Wang Shu quickly explained: "Mr. Cai, this script of mine is a suspenseful art film, which is different from art films that directly reflect social reality and suffering."

Cai Xin waved her hand and interrupted Wang Shu to continue.

"Tell the truth."

"I've seen a lot of young people like you."

"Everyone feels that the scripts they wrote are unique and top-notch."

“If someone criticizes or says something bad, they will find various reasons to refute it, thinking that they are right.”

"As everyone knows, it's just a joke."

"I don't see any potential for winning awards in this script."

"Not to mention the potential to win prizes, it doesn't even have the potential to enter theaters."

"Surviving alone in a coffin?"

"90% of the entire article is devoted to describing these?"

"The film is in a coffin from beginning to end?"

"to be honest."

"When a movie like this enters a theater, I think the audience will fall asleep after a while."

"The plot is thin and boring."

"It sucks."

Wang Shu opened his mouth and wanted to say, Mr. Cai, what are you talking about? This is a summary of the story of "Buried Alive". How did it become something disgusting in your mouth?
  Seeing Cai Xin's superior appearance, Wang Shu resisted the urge to fall out.

After all, money is hard to make and shit is hard to eat. If you want to attract investment, you have to rely on Ms. Cai.

"Mr. Cai, this film was not boring to make." Wang Shu explained persistently.

"Although there is no lone hero in the script, and there are no scenes of suffering and human tragedy, these are not the core of the script."

"The perspective of this script is on the victim. It tells the story of a person who is constantly facing the threat of death, but he is unable to break out and can only passively wait for rescue."

"The human emotions that are presented in this oppressive environment."

"It's different from a traditional art script."

"Traditional artistic scripts use film images to render tragedy, and then expand and strengthen it through characters."

"This script presents something artistic with personal emotions."

"Mr. Cai."

Cai Xin waved her hand, "Look, did I just say that young people today start to find various reasons to refute whenever they are questioned?"

"If you don't understand art films, go and see more of what art films are like."

"What else is different from a traditional script?"

“Why use one’s emotions to express art?”

"Aren't you ashamed to say this?" "Let's go."

"I won't vote for this script here."

"Mr. Cai." Wang Shu still insisted. This is a really good script. You can't suffer a loss or be fooled.

Seeing that Wang Shu was so shameless and still lazy, Cai Xin couldn't help but said with a cold face: "Do you want me to tell you that I don't see any value in this script of yours? It's like toilet paper in my eyes. You just satisfy?"

Wang Shu's words that he was about to grind out were swallowed back instantly. He took a deep breath, stood up and looked at the confident and arrogant Cai Xin in front of him. He couldn't help but said, "I hope Mr. Cai won't regret it in the future."

Putting down these words, he turned around and left without looking back.

"Ha." Cai Xin couldn't help but sneer, raised her head and glanced disdainfully at Wang Shu's leaving figure, and didn't take it to heart anymore.

A little-known young man wrote a completely inaccurate script. It was a huge honor for her to spare the time to take a look at it.

The young man kicked his nose and slapped his face?

Ah.

Sitting on the bus back, the thought of Cai Xin's aloof and arrogant appearance made Wang Shu want to turn the script in his hand into a film and go to Berlin.

"Instead of looking for a company to cooperate, let's find a way to raise funds on our own."

Wang Shu exhaled. In this era, it would be difficult for young people like him without connections to take this path.

In this case, I won’t force it anymore.

When he got home, he lay down directly on the bed feeling weak.

How to get the first pot of gold?

He closed his eyes and thought so hard that his head was pounding.

After thinking about it for two days in a row, there were a lot of hairs on the head of the bed.

"June 2004."

Wang Shu recalled every bit of the past.

Sudden.

A flash of inspiration.

I couldn't help feeling excited in my heart.

"If I remember correctly, someone from abroad hid a box of gold somewhere."

"It's probably worth three hundred thousand."

"The man ran abroad before he had time to deal with it."

"so."

Wang Shu immediately walked out of the room. No one had found the box of gold yet, so he could go and borrow it.

There were very few people who knew about this matter before it was on the news. He only knew about it because he heard about it by chance later.

The man who found the gold became rich overnight and ran away to the magical city.

After buying some useful tools first, Wang Shu went to explore the spot without stopping.

In front of him was a large area of ​​ruins left by demolition work that had been stopped midway, and the gold was inside.

He looked around and saw no one around, then walked in.

"right here!"

After searching for about two or three hours, I finally found a place that matched my memory.

Although I can't guarantee that the gold is 100% here, there is no place that is more suitable than this place.

Wang Shu could not hide his excitement and took a deep breath.

Excavation.

Although there was no one in this large area, he still tried his best to keep the noise to a minimum.

Two hours later.

A corner of an iron box was exposed.

Wang Shu's blood suddenly surged and his heart beat rapidly.

He took a deep breath and slowly dug out the iron box.

Looking at the iron box in front of him, he did not carry it directly back to his house. Instead, he put the iron box into the woven bag prepared in advance, and then nestled here to wait.

When night came, he left the ruins carrying a woven bag.

When he returned to his house, he used tools to pry open the iron box and saw the golden gold bars inside.

A week later.

The gold bars are no longer there, and there is an extra 30W in his card.
  (End of this chapter)