Fang Jing was in a car accident, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. The next day, major media outlets exploded, and the entrance to the hospital was packed with people, including media, fans, and friends in the industry.
Within a few days, the whole story was sorted out, and the official announced that the driver was drunk and was caught on the spot and sentenced to three years in prison. This was an ordinary traffic accident.
According to gossip, some people said that the driver had been parked five minutes before the collision with Fang Jing's car, and Fang Jing only drove the car after he got on the road. This was a long-planned car accident.
One day, two days, three days... At the beginning, there were quite a lot of people paying attention. As Fang Jing became unconscious, there were fewer and fewer people at the hospital door, and the "friends" who came to visit gradually disappeared. Half a year later, except for
Wu Gang and the company's artists come over occasionally, but no friends from the industry come here anymore.
A year later, the company lost money on two dramas in a row, losing hundreds of millions. Artists began to change jobs, some chose not to renew their contracts after their contracts expired, and several directors left.
At this time, Fang Jing has not yet woken up. The doctor said whether he can wake up depends entirely on fate. Maybe he wakes up tomorrow, maybe ten years to eight years, maybe forever.
Another year passed and Yang Ning was too busy. Fang Hui, who had just entered her junior year, had to take a leave of absence and go to Nanjing to help.
The stock price has been falling, many Nanjing industries have closed down, and the once prosperous film and television company has experienced negative revenue for the first time. If it weren't for the support of some of Fang Jing's former contacts, the company would have been wiped out long ago.
Even so, the artist department is still shaken.
Fang Jing felt like he had a dream, a long, long dream. There was everything in the dream. It was very comfortable and he didn't want to wake up. But he didn't know why, but he felt empty in his heart. He always felt like something was waiting for him.
After a long time, he opened his eyes for the first time.
The ceiling is white, the air is filled with the smell of disinfectant, nutrient solution is hanging on the shelf beside the bed, and many tubes are inserted into the body. Turning around, the sun is shining brightly outside, and a big tree has grown to the window with lush branches and leaves.
Very green!
There was a click of high heels, and Fang Jing seemed to hear Yang Ning's voice.
They didn't notice that he was awake. Yang Ning was holding a child in her arms, teasing him softly.
Fang Jing looked at the leaves outside, they were very green!
All of a sudden, my body was full of strength, and I wanted to get up, but I couldn't do it at all. When I opened my mouth, my words were hoarse, and my voice was low and unclear.
As if feeling something, Yang Ning was confused, turned her head, and happened to face Fang Jing's open eyes.
Two lines of clear tears fell down, and I covered my mouth, unable to believe it.
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One night ten days later, Fang Jing went through the discharge procedures and returned home to recuperate, all of which was unknown to the outside world.
On this day, Fang Jing was lazily basking in the sun in the yard. After sleeping on the deck chair, he got up and walked on the lawn of the yard with a cane. Yang Ning happened to come out with a plate of fruit.
"The doctor said you can't exercise much yet and need to rest. Sit down quickly!"
"It's okay, I know my body." Fang Jing turned his head and smiled faintly, his skinny cheeks looking scary, "I've slept for so long, my bones are all rusty."
After living solely on nutritional supplements for more than two years, I lost dozens of pounds, my muscles were flabby, and I was no different from skin and bones. I felt like a different person compared to before.
In the week after he was discharged from the hospital, he couldn't even speak or stand up. It was only better in the past few days.
Ten minutes later, after walking around the yard, Fang Jing returned to the lounge chair sweating profusely. Yang Ning felt heartbroken and frightened. He knew the reason for Fang Jing's urgent recovery.
After wiping his sweat with a towel, Fang Jing asked: "Is the child asleep?"
"Just put me to sleep."
Yang Ning did not remarry and the child was her biological child. Fang Jing was relieved when he learned about this.
"Can you tell me about the company now? Don't hide the specific situation. Tell me again."
"But, your body..."
"I can check it on the Internet even if you don't tell me."
Putting down the fruit plate, Yang Ning frowned and sighed: "Most of the lower-level artists have left, and many of the leading artists have left. Xiao Zan's contract expired at the end of last year and was not renewed. He set up a studio and became the boss. Now he is surrounded by negative news.
It’s a hard time.”
"Zhang Mingen went to Long Danni's place and never came back. He paid the liquidated damages of the one-year contract and switched to that woman."
"Yang Zi and the others now have studios, and the way of cooperation with the company has changed from being employees to being affiliated. Most of the artists who are still here use this method of cooperation."
The contract of Yang Zi and others expired early, so they stayed under the banner of Nanjing. It was a nostalgic feeling for the old relationship, and part of the money earned every year also went to the company.
The company can't give them anything, on the contrary, they still have to support Nanjing.
"Where's Yang Chaoyue?" Fang Jing remembered that this girl was already very popular before his car accident. Her popularity was as high as the A-list, her traffic was terrifying, and with the combination of Rocket Girls, she was one of the top in the country.
"Her? She hasn't left yet. She keeps renewing her contract. She said she was waiting for you to wake up. Even if she tried to persuade her to start a studio of her own, she wouldn't do it. But now her popularity is gone and she's almost second-tier. By the way, Rocket Girls also disbanded last month.
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Traffic is a set of things that go backwards if it doesn't advance, and it goes away as quickly as it comes. Fang Jing is not here, and Yang Chaoyue has no works to support him, so he can't even shoot a few movies randomly.
Sales of singing are also not good, so now I can only rely on variety shows to make ends meet.
Rubbing his eyebrows, Fang Jing said: "I heard that several directors left, and also took away the team."
"Well, Xu Zheng left, took his people with him, and now he has changed his name to prepare for the embarrassing series. I am too lazy to sue him. Several other directors have also been poached by Gaoxin."
Previously, Nanjing was definitely ranked in the top three among domestic film and television companies. More than two years have passed, one bad drama after another, and now it cannot even enter the top ten.
As if Fang Jing was not around, all the good luck was used up at once, and the response to the originally scheduled rebirth was mediocre. The redemption on the blade was a hit, but it was only a handful, and nothing else was good.
Yang Ning had no choice but to film Fang Jing's The Legend of the Condor Heroes and several other films, including all the veteran actors, but it still didn't work.
The whole person is exhausted mentally and physically!
Patting Yang Ning's shoulder, Fang Jing said softly: "It's okay, don't you still have me? If we can succeed once, we can do it a second time."
Although Fang Jing looked calm on the outside, he was actually quite panicked inside, and he didn't know what to do.
The memories before the time travel in the past life are almost used up. In the past two years since he was in coma, he was not here. He should have shown his talents, invested in movies and TV series, and missed them all.
The current trajectory is beyond his control.
But in order to comfort Yang Ning, he had to say this.
After thinking for a while, Fang Jing said seriously: "In this case, you go to the company tomorrow and announce the dissolution of the artist department. If necessary, you can persuade them to let them go and just keep the director."
Even if he woke up a year earlier, Fang Jing would not have made this decision, but now he has no choice, and he feels embarrassed that so many people support the company.
It's time to let go and let them develop on their own. Now the company has restrained these people.
"Well, I understand, is there anything else to do?"
"The brokerage business is disbanded, the variety show segment is disbanded, the music segment is disbanded, just keep the film and television."
Nanjing is now too big to lose. He originally came up with these sections and had corresponding ideas and methods, but he has been away for more than two years, and Yang Ning doesn't understand these ideas. Now they have been used by others, and they are useless.
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The next day, Yang Ning went to Nanjing, while Fang Jing was recuperating at home. He was looking through his old mobile phone when he had nothing to do. There were many text messages, hundreds of them, and the latest one caught his attention.
After reading it, with a smile on his face, he called Fang Hui and asked Fang Hui to book two tickets for a trip in a few days.