Fang Jing naturally missed Lu Xing's interview. He stayed in Jiangsu and Zhejiang for two days and held meetings every day to solve the problem of recruiting the production team.
Fortunately, Huang Bo has a ready-made job. If you are looking for any position, just give me a call.
The preparatory work began, and we divided our work: those who set up the real scenes, those who found actors, and those who designed the martial arts movements.
Xu Shi is the busiest and has to take care of everything. In addition to the affairs in the team, he also has to negotiate with iQi Video on the share and manage related departments.
On September 23rd, Fang Jing took the time to come to the Harper's Bazaar Charity Gala. Most of his money was invested in Laojiumen. He was short of money these days and could hardly afford to pay his employees' wages. He had to make announcements at various business performances.
come over.
I got out of the car, buttoned up my suit, and walked onto the red carpet with a smile. The reporters on the side kept snapping photos, signed on the signature board, and walked into the venue without any delay.
In the past, in order to gain more exposure, he might have stayed and chatted with reporters for a few more words, but now there is no need at all.
Half of the nearly 600 people in the venue were business celebrities. After a quick glance, Fang Jing saw that there were more than 80 celebrities in the industry, many of whom were A-listers. It seemed that this session was quite lively.
"Brother Xiao Ming, Brother Huang Bo, are you two the hosts?" In the first row, the two of them were talking to each other with teleprompter cards, and Fang Jing stepped forward to say hello.
"Here we come! Please support me later." Huang Bo said with a smile, "Otherwise I can't beat Xiao Ming."
"What's the meaning?"
"This year's donation method has changed a bit. Xiao Ming and I each represent a team and serve as captains to see who makes the most donations in the end."
"Brother Bo, don't you know what's going on with me now?" Fang Jing laughed dryly, "In order to participate in this donation, I had to wait for several days to announce before I dared to come."
He is not like some people who just go to whoring for nothing and then leave. This kind of thing cannot be done. This is a charity party. You don't have to come if you don't want to donate, but it doesn't make sense that you come and pay nothing.
Huang Xiaoming raised his head, "What's going on? You shouldn't be short of money, right? I haven't heard of any business?"
"He invested in a drama, and even his underwear was up to his chest, and he even dragged me into the water with him."
"Really? Are you short of money? Tell me if you need anything."
"Thank you, Brother Xiao Ming. I got through it all. If you have any difficulties, I will definitely speak up."
No one complained about the money. In fact, Fang Jing wished that the crew would have tens of millions more, but Huang Xiaoming had difficulty collecting money, otherwise the scenes with the male protagonist would be bad.
Cheng Weiting seems to have some grudges with Huang Xiaoming, and he also knows the reason. After all, there are a lot of gossips on the Internet.
If Huang Xiaoming asked him to replace Cheng Weiting, it would be difficult for him to refuse. It would be difficult for him to do it if he was caught in the middle.
Without disturbing the two of them, Fang Jing left after chatting for a while. He found his seat and sat down. He basically didn't recognize the artists around him and had only seen them on TV occasionally.
There is a card and pen on the table in front of you. Write down the amount you want to donate, and the staff will collect it later.
He rolled his eyes and smiled when he saw the name on the empty seat next to him, Huang Lei!
I don’t know if I can come or not. It would be nice to have someone I know to chat with. Unfortunately, I don’t have my mobile phone with me right now, otherwise I could call and ask when I get there.
"Brother Fang Jing, I didn't expect to meet you here. It's such a fate."
A voice came from his ears, Fang Jing turned around, and Lu Feifei walked over in a white dress. With a pure and beautiful face, a long career line, and a close-fitting gauze skirt that showed off her figure vividly, she was like a combination of an angel and a devil.
She is in her early twenties and dressed so maturely. She is completely different from the cute and beautiful image on TV.
Some managers and chairman of the board looked straight, coughed slightly, and subconsciously crossed their legs.
Fang Jing was stunned when he saw the crystal necklace and the masonry ring as big as a pigeon egg on her neck. Isn't it worth tens of millions? Lu Feifei is so rich?
But when I saw the three bodyguards in black following behind me, I immediately realized that I had borrowed it!
In order to advertise, some businesses will rent expensive products to celebrities for free to attend gala ceremonies, sign a contract, and charge a nominal deposit, so as to avoid losing things and provide bodyguards.
"Brother Fang Jing, long time no see."
Fang Jing laughed dryly, "It's only a few days."
"Isn't it said in the book that one day without seeing you is like three autumns? It's been several years since we last met."
Seeing Lu Feifei sitting across from her, Fang Jing sighed slightly. Needless to say, that was her seat, and she didn't know who had taken it.
Placing her fair hand on her chin, Lu Feifei complained: "I was eliminated. Alas, it would be great if I had your song. I definitely wouldn't come back so early."
"By the way, didn't you say another day? When will you start writing? I can't wait any longer."
This is a naked hint! Fang Jing swallowed hard and recited a few Taoist Qingxin mantras in his mind to feel better.
"Teacher Huang! Here!"
Seeing Huang Lei from a distance looking around, Fang Jing stood up and waved.
"Seeing that your seat was empty, I thought you weren't coming."
"I've been a little busy recently, and I have a lot of things to do, but the organizer keeps calling me and it's hard to refuse."
"Brother Huang Bo is here, he is the host! It would be great if Brother Xiaozhu and Brother Xu were here."
"Hahaha! Why didn't you say Yan Ming was here and just film the second season of Extreme Challenge here?"
When the two met, they hugged each other and started chatting non-stop.
"Hello, Teacher Huang! I am the singer Lu Feifei."
Lu Feifei had wanted to say hello for a long time and had been standing there for a long time. Seeing that the two of them had been chatting and couldn't interrupt, she finally got the chance.
"Hello!" Huang Lei nodded without shaking hands or giving a hug or anything. He had started a family and started a business, and his children were already young, so it was necessary to keep a distance from female artists.
Otherwise, the media will take it out of context, take a few misplaced pictures and put it online, and it will cause trouble for him. He will be consumed for no reason, and it will feel uncomfortable to be a stepping stone for others.
Not daring to have any dissatisfaction, Lu Feifei's smile remained unchanged, she sat upright after returning to her seat, and her speech was not as explicit as before.
Huang Lei is a senior and a teacher from Nortel. He has deep qualifications and a wide network of contacts. He has many talents all over the world. There are countless people in the entertainment industry who are his students. If he leaves a bad impression, he will be banned with just one sentence.
After chatting for a while, Huang Lei picked up a pen and wrote the donation amount on his sign. Fang Jing stretched his head to look at it.
"Eight hundred thousand, so much?"
Huang Lei chuckled, "How much do you donate?"
"Originally I planned to donate 600,000, but now I think I'd better donate 800,000, just like you."
"Why do you want to do the same as me? Donating money is also a skill, and the amount you donate varies depending on your status in the world. If a senior artist donates 600,000 yuan, and you donate 800,000 yuan, which is higher than them, what will others think?"
Huang Lei explained carefully, "Although there are many people here today, there are definitely not many people who can donate 600,000. Most of them are just going through the motions. This is a bit too much for you, so donate 300,000."
Hearing that most people were just showing off, Lu Feifei felt guilty and didn't dare to look at them. She was just showing off and had no intention of donating money.
But seeing this situation, it was impossible not to donate. They were all watching, and soon a staff member would come to collect the cards. If she didn't write anything, she would definitely leave a bad impression on Huang Lei and Fang Jing.