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Chapter 58 Kill the Chicken

Over at the studio, after receiving the notice, the crew packed up and rushed to the hotel.

Ordinary employees naturally sit in the lobby outside, and team leaders, assistant directors, executive directors, production directors, and various producers are eligible to enter the boxes.

But it was just another table, and it was impossible to share the same table with Han Sanping and the others.

"I guess our Director Tang doesn't even know how to settle accounts. Just look at the producer he sent. He didn't find any problems at all!"

On the way to the hotel, a group of people from the crew were walking together, and Sun Ming looked very proud.

It is not easy to meet a fat sheep in China Film. If the films invested by China Film itself, many of them are just small bits and pieces.

It’s not easy to make some money these days, and it takes a lot of effort to keep accounts. Nowadays, directors and producers are becoming more and more sophisticated, and it can take several people to review an account for several days.

After a lot of effort, I met two rookies. After some testing, I found that the producer was an amateur at all. Tang An was probably not that smart if he could send such a person over.

Naturally, Sun Ming didn't bother to keep his accounts very rigorous, and Tang An's reaction confirmed his thoughts.

Maybe there will be a chance to scrape some more in the future...

Just when Sun Ming was thinking about good things, someone next to him spoke.

Production producer Zhao Lei has been worried since the morning. He said uneasily, "Old Sun, I'm still a little worried. I heard that both Director Han and Mr. Wu came to the launch conference!"

"Zhao Lei, you are such a coward. So what if you come here? This is not the group's money. Besides, our Director Tang sees that there is something wrong with the accounts!" Sun Ming waved his hands and sneered at Zhao Lei's worries.

"You two have made enough money, but the crew hasn't started work yet, so I can't get a damn penny!" Xu Tao, a lifestyle producer, complained.

"The most unlucky one is me. Our film only had two houses on location, and the cruise didn't cost a penny. I couldn't get anything out of it, so it just became a decoration!" Outreach producer Wang Zhenguo shouted angrily.

road.

Listening to several producers talking to each other, the art director Chen Jinhe next to him couldn't stand it.

"I told you not to go too far. Old Sun, look at the materials you submitted to me at the beginning. If you use those things to decorate the studio, the people in my set design team will go on strike!"

"Don't be angry, Old Chen. Didn't I replace it for you later? The quality and quantity are guaranteed!" Sun Ming immediately smiled.

Their ability to reap benefits is inseparable from the cooperation of photographers, lighting engineers, makeup artists, and art directors. Otherwise, if they file a complaint saying that there is a problem with the equipment or materials, it will be troublesome.

"No matter what, don't delay my business. If something goes wrong in the studio, my reputation will be ruined!" Chen Jinhe warned without saying anything more. After all, he also got a share.

Everyone entered the hotel talking and laughing, got on the elevator and came to the door of a large box.

Wu Deming was waiting at the door. When he saw them coming up, he immediately stepped forward.

"Mr. Wu!"

"Hello, Mr. Wu!"

"Who are Mr. Wu waiting for? Isn't Director Han here yet?" Sun Ming came up with a smile on his face.

"Waiting for you!" Wu Deming stared at him with a frosty face.

"Wait for me? Mr. Wu, are you kidding..." Sun Ming saw something wrong with his expression and said with a dry laugh.

Wu Deming looked at Sun Ming with some disgust, and said to the people behind him, "Go in, don't drink, the filming will start in the afternoon!"

this......

Everyone looked at each other, probably guessing what was going on, and several producers were even more worried.

Sun Ming felt cold in his heart when he met Wu Deming's indifferent eyes. He pretended to be calm and said, "Wu...Mr. Wu, what are you..."

"You go downstairs and join the crew, finish your meal and pack your things quickly, and come back to the company with me later!"

"Go in quickly. Are you going to make Director Han wait? Otherwise, don't go in!" Wu Deming shouted loudly.

After hearing this, everyone glanced at Sun Ming and then entered the box.

It’s over now!

This is the voice of everyone.

It's a good thing that they don't care about the things they do like this. Otherwise, unless there is someone on top to protect them, they will have no choice but to leave.

"Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and pack your things and go downstairs to have something to eat!" Wu Deming waved his hand.

Sun Ming's face was ashen, and he also knew that once he returned to China Film Academy, his reputation in the circle would be ruined!

"Mr. Wu, I..."

Sun Ming wanted to defend himself, but Wu Deming shouted at him impatiently, "Let's go quickly. For the sake of being a colleague for so many years, I won't let this matter get out, so you can take care of yourself!"

Sun Ming's eyes lit up. As long as outsiders didn't know, he wouldn't be able to find a job based on his qualifications. He quickly thanked Wu Deming, "Thank you, Mr. Wu."

"Yeah!" Wu Deming said casually.

If I don’t spread the word, there are so many people on the crew and I can’t guarantee that no one will say anything!

Wu Deming turned around, put on a smile, opened the door and went in.

"Director Han, everyone is here, why don't we have a banquet?"

Han Sanping looked at the middle of the crew at another table, then at Tang An and Wu Deming, with some doubts in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.

"Then let's get started. Everyone has a good meal and a good drink. I wish everyone a smooth shooting!" Han Sanping picked up the wine glass.

"Thank you, Director Han!"

“The shoot went well!”

“A box office hit!”

Everyone stood up with wine glasses in hand and drank together!

After sitting on a chair, Tang An poured himself another full glass and faced Han Sanping, "Director Han, I'd like to toast you. This movie is thanks to your help. I haven't spent any energy from preparation to now. I'm just waiting for filming."

Got it!"

"These trivial things should be done by dedicated personnel. You are the director, just make the film a good one!" Han Sanping had a drink with him and said with a smile.

There was a lot of chatting in the private room, and everyone had different thoughts.

Tang An, who has been drinking for more than 20 years, pushed the glass to help the drink, which was very lively.

Wu Deming was smiling all over his face, and whenever Han Sanping said something, he would echo it.

Several actors looked at the table across from the uninterested people with various thoughts.

The producers were very anxious and couldn't eat well. From time to time, someone glanced at Tang An's table from the corner of his eye.

When Sun Ming came to the hall downstairs, he was a little hungry and just wanted to find a place to sit down.

"Director Sun is here!"

"Director Sun, sit here!"

"Director Sun has a cigarette!"

"Director Sun, aren't you going to have dinner with Director Han?"

...

The words of the crowd made Sun Ming return to his role as production director. He looked at these low-level viewers with a trace of disdain in his eyes.

He waved his hand and said, "Everyone, eat well and drink well. Be careful not to drink too much. We have to work in the afternoon. Director Han sent me to do some errands. I will be back soon. You guys eat slowly!"

After that, Sun Ming walked out of the hotel with Shi Shiran in his hands, returned to the base, and bought a bucket of instant noodles from a store near the entrance!

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