In the middle of the night, Fang Jing came back and woke up Fang Hui, causing a burst of complaints.
Carrying a glass of water and coming downstairs, Fang Hui pouted and said, "Brother, can't you hire a nanny? Isn't it true that you went out all the way just to have a meal?"
"I'm away from home for ten and a half days, and sometimes I may not be able to come back for two or three months. Why hire a nanny? You rarely come back during your senior year of high school, so your house is always empty."
She is in her third year of high school, and the college entrance examination is not far away. She must study by herself every night. Fang Hui rarely comes back now. Except for the occasional trip on weekends, she usually lives on campus.
"By the way, how long will your winter vacation be this year?"
Fang Jing didn't say anything, but Fang Hui's face fell instantly when he mentioned this, and he said dejectedly: "I don't know, but judging from the situation of previous senior high school students, if you are lucky, it will take ten days, and if you are unlucky, it will only last for a week.
If you can rest during those days, time will become tighter later on."
"Alas! I was originally thinking about traveling, but now it seems like it's completely ruined. If I can sleep peacefully for a few more days, I'll be happy."
In his previous life, Fang Jing also went to high school. He knew that the third year of high school was hard, so he rolled his eyes and said, "How about we go to the Spring Festival Gala this year, and also go to Yanjing to have fun."
"Okay! Can you get the tickets? The tickets there are not for sale."
"Don't worry, just wait until then. We will spend the Spring Festival in Yanjing this year."
After not resting at home for a few days, Fang Jing came to the film and television city to take a look at the filming status of the major crews.
At noon that day, the director of The Wandering Earth came to see him.
"Director Guo, how come you, a busy man, have time to come here and see me, a small character?" Fang Jing said calmly when they met.
"Haha, what did Mr. Fang say? If you are a small role, then there will be no big roles in the entertainment industry."
Without giving a good look, Fang Jing said coldly: "Director Guo is a busy man, let's just talk about something."
Guo Fan stood there awkwardly, looked around, pulled up a chair and sat down. "Mr. Fang, that's it. Last year, didn't you say you wanted to invest in that thing, Wandering the Earth? Are you still interested now?"
"Sorry, I'm not interested right now!"
Last year, when Wandering Earth was still raising funds, Fang Jing took his eye on it and wanted to invest in it for a share. Unexpectedly, Guo Fan didn't give any face to it. He relied on Lao Wang of Shengda Group and looked down on Nanjing.
During this period, Nanjing came to the door several times but failed to negotiate. Guo Fan said that their crew was not short of money. The last time he went to the door, he couldn't get in, and it was in vain for more than half an hour.
During this time, Fang Jing heard about it. For some unknown reason, Lao Wang suddenly withdrew his investment and switched to Lovers 2. The entire crew of The Wandering Earth ceased production. Their capital hole of 70 to 80 million put them on the verge of bankruptcy.
Now the crew can't even come up with 5 million in their books, and the director is raising money everywhere, and he's so anxious that his hair is about to fall out.
"Mr. Fang, you should know what's going on with the crew. Can you think about it? We now welcome Nanjing's investment. The price is easy to negotiate. There are still a few roles left, so we can also negotiate."
His face was as burned as a monkey's ass, and Guo Fan was almost looking for a crack in the ground to crawl in. It was his decision to look down on Nanjing at first, but he didn't expect Lao Wang to do something like this.
It's really embarrassing to ask for help now.
"Lao Guo, Nanjing Temple is small and really can't afford to invest in a big crew like yours. I think it's better to forget it. Now we have a lot of places to spend money here and there's really nothing we can do."
"As for the drama?" Fang Jing sneered and counted on his fingers, "With so many dramas at once, do you think the people in my company are bad at drama?"
"A good horse never turns back, Director Guo, forget it, I'm still a little busy here, so I won't accompany you."
"Wait a minute!" Guo Fan stopped Fang Jing and said with red eyes, "Weren't you very optimistic about the wandering earth at the beginning? Now you really don't want it anymore?"
"I remember that many people were not optimistic about science fiction films at that time and felt that science fiction could not be produced in China. However, your company did the opposite and kept pushing forward. If the investment had not been in place, we might have become friends."
"Haha! I don't have friends who can't even get in through the door. Goodbye!"
With his back turned to Guo Fan, Fang Jing waved and left without looking back. After leaving the shed, he wandered around. A good horse never turns back to eat grass. People looked down on him at first, so why rush forward now.
Besides, The Wandering Earth is short of 70 to 80 million in funding, and he won’t be able to make much profit by filling this hole. Even if the box office is worth billions, his dividends will be 10 to 20 million at most.
This is still the best plan. If the box office reaches more than 1 billion, whether he can make back his money is one thing.
Ten minutes later, Fang Jing came back, and Guo Fan had just left, with a bleak background and endless sadness.
Lu Yang stood beside him and whispered: "You really don't plan to invest. In fact, if the funds for this movie are in place, there is still a chance of making money."
Fang Jing rolled his eyes, "I know better than you whether I can make money. I might be able to make money at another time, but I won't be able to make money this year. His movie will definitely be released during the Spring Festival, and we also have movies to release at this time."
"You mean Nezha was done by the animation department?"
"Yeah! That's all there is to the movie theater schedule. There are more people than there are people. It's too difficult to support two movies at the same time. Ten birds in the forest are worse than one in the hand. Just focus on what you can see in front of you."
When Guo Fan came to see him half a year ago, Fang Jing still considered it and put Nezha on the New Year's Day schedule. Now everything has been arranged and it's too late.
A few days later, Fang Jing heard that The Wandering Earth had finally found a successor, and it was Wu Jing who took over. Guo Fan drank two drinks and invested 70 million, and even played the role for free.
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New Year's Eve, evening, CCTV studio hall.
"Sister Ning, why hasn't my brother come yet?" After sitting down, Hui looked around, unable to see Fang Jing.
Yang Ning smiled and said, "Don't worry, he's in trouble, you'll see it soon."
A few minutes later, the Spring Festival Gala began. Listening to the host's familiar opening remarks, Fang Hui was excited. She had watched it in front of TV before, but she didn't expect to be there today.
Fang Hui smiled and made a scissor hand gesture as the camera swept over her.
In Guizhou Province, Xu Li's home was very lively with a large group of people. They all came to see her. Some were school students and some were left-behind children who had received help.
Looking at the TV, Xu Li smiled. The camera panned just now. She was familiar with that figure. Fang Hui, who was wearing a festive red scarf, was easy to recognize.
In Shanghai, there are still many people watching the Spring Festival Gala.
"Hey, does the girl in the white down jacket look familiar? Dad, she is a classmate of ours."
"Nonsense, where can your classmates go? Tickets for the Spring Festival Gala are not sold to the public. Those who can go are either children of military and political families, or well-known entrepreneurs or individual units who have made great contributions to society."
"No!" Hearing this, the boy shook his head, "Family members of the performers also have tickets."
You can't go home on New Year's Eve. Considering this, the party usually gives these performers some tickets so that their families can come to the scene, which can be regarded as a family reunion.
Fang Hui's position is very forward, which fits the characteristics.
As for the staff in the last row and corner, they can rush to repair it at any time in case of malfunction. Secondly, they can promote the rhythm and atmosphere, applaud during the quiet time, take the lead in applauding, etc.
Picking up the phone, the boy opened the class group. "All members, did you just watch the Spring Festival Gala? I seem to have seen Fang Hui in the auditorium."
"+1, I saw it too, and I was still dazzled."
"It's not just you who are dazzled. I also saw it. The clothes are all the same. I saw her wearing that down jacket during the holiday a few days ago."
"I didn't expect that our class would be Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and such a wealthy person could go directly to the Spring Festival Gala."
"Tch, wouldn't it be clearer if we just call and check?"
"I called, but no one answered. The phone must have been turned off. I can only ask tomorrow. By the way, who said her family was poor last time?"
I can go directly to the Spring Festival Gala, but I am from a poor family. Are you kidding? Those tickets can't be bought even if you have money.