However, before setting up his own business, Fang Jing had to set a small goal, such as earning tens of millions from a film.
It's best to have countless substitutes so you don't have to go into battle yourself.
The next day, there were many strange vehicles in the parking lot of Huanrui World. Depending on the license plate, they were coming from north to south.
The lobby on the first floor of the company was full of people, chatting in twos and threes. It was more lively than the Chinese New Year party.
Fang Jing was startled when he walked in. He whispered to the girl at the front desk, "Xiaoyuan, why are there so many people?"
After looking around, the receptionist whispered, "There are more than a dozen brokerage companies for auditions and selections. Most of them are new people who have just signed contracts, and some are isolated investors who came here smelling fishy smell."
Fang Jing knew that for a drama, aside from the male and female leads and supporting actors, there would be dozens of supporting actors at least. It was impossible for Huanrui World and iQi Video to include all their own artists.
Just pick a few important roles, and the appearance should not be too ugly. There are so many people traveling with you, so leave room for others to eat.
If every company only uses its own people to produce dramas, then everyone will do the same thing, and the market will be in chaos.
"A staff member came to the front desk and there is no water."
Several young people with dyed yellow hair and suits and leather shoes were talking and laughing when they suddenly shouted something towards Fang Jing.
"Brother Fang Jing, I'm going to get busy."
Madoka nodded apologetically and walked over quickly on high heels.
"Sorry, please wait a few minutes. I'll ask the security guard to bring water."
"Then hurry up, I'm so thirsty."
"OK."
Fang Jing was not in a hurry to go upstairs and just wandered around the hall. After walking around, he discovered something very interesting.
Generally, those with agencies sit and occupy several sofa areas. Artists without agencies either stand or lean against the wall.
Those who are in their third year of acting school or about to graduate are a little nervous and hold their resumes without saying a word because no one talks to them.
The three circles are distinct.
No, it should be four circles. Really capable actors are not needed at all, the roles have already been decided.
"Staff, has the water come? The cups are gone."
"Wait, come right away."
There were only two people at the front desk, busy serving tea and water. Some artists asked for paper, some asked about the bathroom, some asked about the parking lot, and some asked when the interview would start. They were exhausted and sweating profusely.
Xiao Yuan, who was chatting with Fang Jing at the front desk, couldn't wait for the security guard, so she had to go to the storage room to carry water in person. As soon as she put it on her shoulders, her clean suit was soaked with residual water stains and smeared with dust.
Wearing high heels, I finally carried her to the water dispenser. I looked around and saw that there were so many grown men but none of them could help me.
Fang Jing couldn't stand it anymore, rolled up his sleeves and walked behind her, "I'll do it."
"No, no, no, I can do it myself."
"Forget it, you are so thin, how can you have such strength?"
"Click"
Fang Jing held the water in one hand and dragged the bottom of the bucket with the other hand, and put it on the water dispenser easily.
When I put it down, I accidentally splashed water on my hand. I flicked it and a few drops fell on the suit of the person next to me.
"Hey, you splashed water on my clothes."
The man became angry instantly. The suit he just bought was stained with water, and more importantly, his face was hit with a few drops.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Fang Jing apologized.
"Be careful next time." The young man frowned. It was impossible for him to get angry in public. Normally, he would have shouted loudly.
Looking disdainfully at Fang Jing's background, the young man whispered, "A security guard is dressed like a dog, and he even imitates others in wearing a watch."
Xiao Yuan, who happened to be next to him, changed his expression when he heard this. He lowered his head and exited the crowd. He caught up with Fang Jing in front of the elevator and quietly told the young man what he had said to him.
Fang Jing took a look and sneered in his heart, there are so many people these days.
After all, he is still not very popular and cannot reach the top level. If Li Yifeng were here, a lot of people would come up to say hello.
"Yes, I understand. Please help me ask him what his name is."
At nine o'clock, the director, assistant director, Xu Shi, and producer of Tomb Raiders were sitting together, each holding a stack of information in their hands.
"I disagree with Editor Xu's statement. Fang Jing only sings and has never acted. Zhang Qiling is not suitable for him."
"Besides, he is too young. I think people born in the 1990s should not consider this role. Firstly, the appearance is too young, and secondly, the acting skills are not enough."
The person who spoke was the assistant director, sent over by iQi Video. The character of Zhang Qiling was different from ordinary male supporting actors. He was very popular and everyone wanted their own artist to be on it.
He tapped the water-based pen lightly on the table. Xu Shi glanced at the assistant director and said, "Director Qiu is overthinking it. I wrote the book. I don't know if it's suitable or not."
"Acting skills are important, but I think the image and temperament are more important. Zhang Qiling is in his twenties, and he is about the same age as Fang Jing. It is just right for him to not need any makeup."
"The actor you recommended is too masculine and can't express Zhang Qiling's cool and delicate look."
Yesterday, Xu Shi would not have dared to say this. There was no room for him to speak at the table, but it is different now. The investment contract has been signed. After all, he is one of the investors, and he has much more confidence to speak.
The producer of Huanrui World was stunned. She didn't expect that Xu Shi would recommend their company's artists.
Today, several people are discussing who will play the role of Zhang Qiling. The three major investors, the director, and the entire leadership of the production team are here. Whoever says it is who is who, and interviews and so on are all nonsense.
The ordinary supporting roles are okay, but the hot characters are not worthy of outsiders.
This is also the reason why many veteran actors can only play supporting roles. If you are good at acting, why should I praise you if you are not from our company?
How can I serve the main course to outsiders when my own children are still waiting to be fed? I have so much money and no place to spend it.
"Ahem, I think Editor Xu is right." The producer held back what he was going to say.
They, Huanrui World, invested heavily and took an important role. Logically speaking, they should not compete for Zhang Qiling anymore. Today is just a show.
But if Xu Shi is willing to praise their people, why not do it and just climb up the ladder.
"Editor Xu, Director Qin, isn't it appropriate for you to do this?" the deputy director of iQi Video said, his face turning the color of pig liver.
One product sells two families, Huanrui World is playing a good card.
I already decided on the protagonist before, and then found them to invest. Now I let Xu Shi's company take a stake, and then let him propose the role. Isn't this bullying?
"Director Qiu, I really didn't know that Editor Xu would propose Fang Jing to play this role." The producer of Huanrui World smiled bitterly, "Maybe Fang Jing is really suitable."
It's suitable for Assistant Director Qiu who wants to scold people and fool around. If Huanrui and Xu Shi are not guilty, I won't even beat him to death.
"Why don't you let us in?"
"How long has it been? Isn't it because the director didn't come?"
"Why don't you call and ask?"
The people inside were noisy, and the people outside were as anxious as ants on a hot pot. The cleaning lady had to change the trash cans twice, and there were only drinking glasses.
The bucket of water I carried earlier has bottomed out.
The interviewers who were chatting and laughing began to feel restless, and all the agents with some connections were secretly calling to ask for inside information.