The Crown Prince of Huayu!

Chapter 4 Practice your skills

"Han Jiadong? Are you sure he is talking about Han Jiadong?!"

In the general manager's office, a cool young man appeared in Wang Zhonglei's mind.

Isn't he not interested in the entertainment industry?
Why are you here?
Muttering in his heart, Wang Zhonglei confirmed on the phone again: "Do you think he is seventeen or eighteen years old and looks very cool?"

At the front desk.

Su Wen couldn't help but cover the phone a little tighter, secretly looked at Han Jiadong, and whispered back to Wang Zhonglei on the phone.

"It's a bit... huh? Well, I get it... okay."

Wait for her to hang up.

"What did Mr. Wang say?"

Zhou Jiamei immediately couldn't wait to ask.

Su Wen glanced at her hesitantly, then turned to Han Jiadong with a complicated expression: "Wait a moment, Mr. Wang said he will come down to pick you up soon."

"What? Mr. Wang wants to pick him up in person?!"

Zhou Jiamei's face turned pale with fright, and she looked at Han Jiadong with her mouth open. She wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to say it.

But with the appearance of Wang Zhonglei, no one cares about her anymore.

"Xiaodong, why don't you just come up when you're here?"

As soon as he saw Han Jiadong, Wang Zhonglei greeted him affectionately, which made Zhou Jiamei feel uneasy.

Han Jiadong said: "It's my first time here, so I'm not familiar with it."

"Haha! That's right. I'll just do it more often in the future."

Wang Zhonglei hugged Han Jiadong and walked to the elevator: "Come on, come on, I'll take you to my company to have a good look."

It wasn't until the two of them disappeared that Zhou Jiamei slumped down on the stool.

"Oh my god! It scared me to death. I thought I was dead!"

She took a long breath, calmed down, and couldn't help but asked curiously: "Who is this? Mr. Xiao Wang is so affectionate to him."

"Han Jiadong."

"I know his name is Han Jiadong. I was asking him what his background is?"

"I do not know."

Su Wen looked at Zhou Jiamei innocently with her big eyes open, which made Zhou Jiamei go crazy.

……

the other side.

"I heard that you did well in the college entrance examination. Are you planning to apply to the Law School or the National People's Congress?"

Wang Zhonglei and Han Jiadong looked around and chatted about home affairs.

Han Jiadong said: "I signed up for film school."

"Film Academy?"

Wang Zhonglei paused: "Don't you want to go into politics? Why did you apply for film school? Will your father agree?"

"I changed my mind. My dad has already agreed."

No wonder he ran towards me...

If Wang Zhonglei realized something, he laughed again: "Haha! Not bad, not bad! What's the point of being an official? How can you be happy in the entertainment industry if you work in a bunch of rules and regulations? You can be regarded as inheriting your father's business. Maybe your father Having fun!"

He nodded to the employee who greeted him, and then took the initiative to say to Han Jiadong: "The company happens to have a movie to start filming. Do you want to watch it? You can choose the role."

Han Jiadong shook his head: "I can't act."

Wang Zhonglei was surprised and said hesitantly: "Then you come today..."

"I want to make a movie."

Han Jiadong didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point. He paused and added: "I am the director."

Wang Zhonglei's expression suddenly became solemn. He lowered his head and thought for a while. When he looked up again, the smile had reappeared on his face.

"Okay! You are ambitious! I voted for this drama at Huayi!"

He didn't read the script, didn't ask about the genre, didn't care much, he just made a domineering decision as soon as he opened his mouth.

Han Jiadong glanced at him in surprise.

He is worthy of being the person who can turn Huayi into the largest private company.

But... "Don't worry, the script hasn't been decided yet. I'm here today to borrow some screenwriters from you."

Wang Zhonglei's heart skipped a beat. Even though he was prepared to lose money, he still couldn't help but feel pain when he heard that Han Jiadong had to write the script now.

"As for scripts, your dad should have plenty of them, right?"

"The impact is not good, and besides, I want to shoot something I want to shoot."

"Too."

Although he disagreed in his heart, Wang Zhonglei still smiled and said: "Screenwriters are easy to talk to. It just so happens that there are several screenwriters who have been in the company during this time. I will take you to see them."

He led the way and asked tentatively: "What type of movie is it?"

"A realistic family drama."

Han Jiadong smiled: "The first time I shoot, I just practice my skills. This subject is relatively simple to shoot."

"How much does it cost approximately?"

"This can only be determined after the script is released, but it should not exceed three million at most."

three million……

Taking three million to practice is a luxury enough.

Thinking about how difficult it was for him and his second brother to worry about tens of thousands of yuan when they first started their business, Wang Zhonglei couldn't help but feel emotional.

Fortunately, Huayijia has a big business now, so even if it loses three million, it will be lost.

"Okay, again, even to support you, uncle has to vote!"

"Uncle Lei's help is definitely indispensable."

Han Jiadong took the opportunity to call Uncle Lei and said: "However, we can't trouble Uncle Lei with everything. If other companies want to invest, they can divide their investment shares. If they can't, they will have to trouble Huayi."

Wang Zhonglei didn't want his family to be taken advantage of, so he immediately agreed after hearing the words: "Haha! Okay, I will contact you about this."

The two were chatting and laughing, and then came to an office area. Through the glass, you could see that the people inside were either looking solemnly or scratching their heads and writing something. Two people were discussing and even quarreling.

Wang Zhonglei knocked on the glass door with his hand. After it was quiet inside, he took Han Jiadong in.

After clapping his hands to attract everyone's attention, he said: "Everyone, please stop what you are doing and come here."

After the seven or eight people in the office area gathered together, at Wang Zhonglei's signal, Han Jiadong stepped forward.

"This is a story outline I wrote, along with some key points and precautions. You can take a look at it first."

Everyone looked past Han Jiadong to Wang Zhonglei. Seeing that he didn't say anything, they took the handwritten manuscripts and gathered together to read them.

Han Jiadong did not leave immediately, but found a workstation to sit down and read the rough draft of the script that was also written in hand on the table.

"There is no such thing as a thief... What a coincidence, they are all written as thieves."

The corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Wang Zhonglei also dragged a chair and sat down next to him.

"This script is the company's next movie, and we plan to invest 30 million. What do you think?"

There was a hint of pride in his tone unconsciously.

There is a tenfold difference between 30 million and 3 million!
Han Jiadong said truthfully: "It will definitely sell well."

"Haha! I can lend you some good words."

The two were chatting when a quarrel suddenly came from the front.

Wang Zhonglei frowned: "What's going on? Have you finished reading?"

The quarrel stopped and several people turned around with complicated expressions.

There was excitement, surprise, excitement, and he was hesitant to speak. The look in Han Jiadong's eyes was full of longing.

"Look...finished."

The person holding the manuscript paper swallowed and watched Han Jiadong open his mouth, as if he wanted to ask something, but he was concerned about Wang Zhonglei's presence and endured it.

Wang Zhonglei stood up: "Now that you've finished reading, which one of you is willing to temporarily put aside your work on A World Without Thieves to complete this script?"

As soon as the words fell, everyone was stunned for a moment before they all raised their hands.

"Uh……"

Wang Zhonglei's many promises of benefits were suddenly stuck in his throat.

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