(We can't get down, let's enter the plot)

Yang Mi is gone, nonsense, if it were you, would you go or not?

Chen Lin didn't feel like a saint at all, but instead felt a sense of inexplicable guilt.

There are many things in life that you can’t get at the same time!

Sitting on the sand, staring at a landscape painting on the wall with my eyes open: a maple leaf picture in autumn, a very ordinary industrial print for hotels, but I clearly felt a lonely smell.

"Sister Xiaoping, do we have any contact with Tianyu?"

After pondering for half an hour, Chen Lin took out his cell phone and called Li Xiaoping.

"I want to ban Yu Haoming, please help me."

"Okay, I understand!"

Damn, it’s all this 13th-tier artist. If you say you’re burned, you’ll be honest and take the hot search, and don’t think about your identity!

It was not until dawn that Chen Lin closed his eyes in a daze.

I opened my eyes and it was dawn. I hurriedly took out my cell phone. Damn it! It was only 7 o'clock!

I went downstairs for breakfast, and then walked out of the hotel gate with great gaze.

As soon as I walked out, paparazzi immediately followed me to take pictures, but unfortunately I didn't see Da Mimi coming out after waiting for a long time.

"I'm going, where is Yang Mi? Did you see Yang Mi coming out of the hotel just now?"

"No, we have been staring here since last night. I can guarantee that Yang Mi didn't leave!"

Nonsense, if someone goes out of the underground parking lot, can you say hello to you?

"What should I do now?"

"You are waiting here, I'll follow up first."

"How do you write the news?"

"Are you stupid? Just write according to the facts. Yesterday at 14 o'clock, Chen Lin was like the Lido Hotel. At 19 o'clock in the evening, Yang Mi also came to the Lido Hotel alone. As for what she did, she said that the two of them had a secret meeting. Well, secretly talk about work, what kind of work? Let the readers guess!"

Soon, the photos and press releases were all ready and delivered directly to the newspaper.

"No, why?"

"No evidence? Don't we have photos?"

"Okay, Mad, one day I will take a picture of the real evidence of Chen Lin's cheating with my own hands!"

"I don't believe that cats don't eat fishy food!"

"Brother, Chen Lin is not married yet, so it's not a question of cheating!"

"Then cheating, it means one thing anyway!"

...

Chen Lin had no idea that he had been hated by paparazzi from several tabloids. Even if he knew, there was no other way except to more regulate his words and deeds.

He is not Chen Daoming, he has a strong background. He wants to do whoever he wants. After finishing, everyone applauds and applauds!

"Yes, you can call 20,000 yuan into this card, well, thank you."

The hushing fee and thank you fee must be in place.

If it weren't for Chen Boran's notice, something might have happened last night.

Hang up the phone, Chen Lin switched his phone to flight mode, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

"Mr. Chen, do you need any services?"

Just as I fell asleep, a gentle voice sounded in my ears. Chen Lin opened his eyes with some difficulty, and was a flight attendant.

"No, thank you."

The flight attendant smiled professionally and walked over with regret.

‘Damn it, who said that flight attendants are the most favored professions in entertainment directors, it’s simply a trick!’

...

After getting off the plane, Shen Lin went straight to the Light Building and prepared to talk to Da Lao Wang about the investment in "International Market".

"Linzi, are you going to the Golden Horse Award tomorrow?"

As soon as he walked into the office, Wang Changtian was talking to Li Xiaoping. When he saw Chen Lin coming in, the latter asked.

"Golden Horse? Am I nominated?"

"Yes, your "Chinatown Veteran" won two nominations for Best Director and Best Picture, Sun Honglei and Lin Gengxing were nominated for Best Actor."

Chen Lin's mind was a little confused.

"Okay, then go."

Although I know that the chances of winning are almost zero, the Golden Horse Award is the highest award in the Chinese film industry after all, so it’s good to have a soy sauce.

"Linzi, what's wrong with you? Why are dark circles so heavy?"

The eldest son looked at Chen Lin with bad intentions and asked deliberately.

"Nothing, I didn't sleep well last night."

"Hehe, young people are more moderating!"

"Water?"

"You can see it by hiding it from me!"

While speaking, the old man handed over the notebook.

It was written with 'Chen Lin, Yang Mi secretly met with Lidu Hotel, and it was suspected that the old love was rekindled!'

Chen Lin was completely shocked!

Damn it!

"No, we chatted for a while, and then she left. I was really convinced. The imagination of these paparazzi can be a screenwriter!"

Chen Lin reluctantly explained.

The more I talk, the more I feel guilty?

"Anyway, you should pay attention in the future. After all, you are considered a well-known director. It doesn't sound good if it is spread!"

The eldest son smiled and said nothing. They were all experienced people. Who hasn’t had any ridiculous things yet!

"It took a lot of energy to suppress these news!"

Damn, I can't explain it clearly to you an old slut, so I'd better change the topic.

"It didn't cost much. Now the company's influence is getting bigger and bigger, and many tabloids dare not be too presumptuous. By the way, how did you talk to Director Zhang yesterday?"

It's back to the point!

"Director Zhang likes this script very much and should be directed, but..."

"But what?"

“The investment in this drama is a bit big.”

"Hi, how big can it be? Let me tell you, our Light market value is now nearly 3.2 billion yuan, and I can still approve a project of 500 million yuan!"

Da Lao Wang's tone was full of confidence.

I also have a kind of sincere pride, thinking that Wang Changtian, from a small reporter to now becoming a major shareholder of a well-known film and television company!

"International Market is a script I imitated about "Forrest Gump". There are many places to restore history, so it requires at least 100 million US dollars in production costs!"

Chen Lin felt a little embarrassed.

This number is more than Da Lao Wang brags!

"How much? 100 million US dollars?"

The old man was stunned and after a long time, he said, "Give me the script, I'll think about it carefully."

An investment of 100 million US dollars means that a box office of more than 1.5 billion must be available in order for this project to make a profit!

Whether Zhang Yimou is a good director is probably the answer to this question is very consistent. Lao Mouzi may have various problems in life, but he is definitely a good director!

But in the field of commercial films, Zhang Yimou is a little short of it. Looking at his box office records, it is obvious that his movies have fixed consumer groups, few of which are above 500 million, but few are below 100 million.

Such a trickster made him take charge of a project worth 100 million US dollars. To be honest, Da Lao Wang was a little hesitant!

Just Zhang Weiping felt that Zhang Yimou was invincible in commercial films. In fact, Lao Mouzi should put aside his mind and play the field he is best at "art films!"

"Okay, I'll go to the crew of "Strange Her" first, and there's another camera that I need to play as a guest player."

Chen Lin nodded, then entered 6 mailboxes and donated the script of "International Market".

"By the way, Sister Xiaoping, can you find out about the project "Eyewitness of the People"? I accidentally read the script, which is a pretty good story."

"Why, do you need guidance?"

"Anyway, I'm fine during this period, so it's okay for me to guide you!"
Chapter completed!