Perhaps feeling guilty, Wei Er's voice grew softer and softer, "Although I really want to realize my artistic ideals, I can't cause too much trouble for others, so..."

Knowing he was trying to save face, Yu Ningning asked bluntly, "With all this junk in your hands, do you really believe this nonsense?"

What does "the junk in your hand" mean?

What is ghost talk?

Always extremely confident in his artistic taste and skill, Wei Er felt all the blood rush to his head in an instant, and he was almost bursting into a rage, questioning Yu Ningning.

But looking at Yu Ningning's indifferent face, he realized the identity of the person in front of him and forcibly suppressed his emotions.

He then thought of the dozen or so rejections he had received before. Although those investors were not as sharp as Yu Ningning, they were just as firm in their rejections, and a deeper, more powerless sense of dejection swept over him.

He lowered his head listlessly: "...I knew it wouldn't succeed this time either."

"It doesn't matter, I'm used to it anyway."

As he spoke, he reached out his hand to Yu Ningning and said dejectedly, "Since Miss Yu is unwilling to invest, please return the script and proposal to me. I will find a way to leave as soon as possible and will no longer be in your way, Miss Yu."

"It seems like this place is a bit remote. I don't know if we can find a bus."

Yu Ningning pulled the script back from her hands, raised her eyebrows, and asked, "When did I say I wouldn't invest?"

Wei Er: ?

Thinking he might have misheard, he abruptly raised his head and looked at Yu Ningning, asking, "Miss Yu, what do you mean?"

"What I mean is, I won't invest in any of these six scripts or proposals of yours." As if recalling what she had just seen, Yu Ningning's expression twisted slightly. "Even under the guise of profound art, I simply can't understand these baffling, illogical stories and scripts of yours..."

"And I really don't understand why a simple romance film that doesn't need special effects, with a budget that could easily be kept to three million, has to fly to thirty-six countries around the world to film, and even for a simple scene of sunrise outside the window, they have to fly to four coastal countries to film on location, raising the investment to a full twenty-five million..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wei Er retorted vehemently, "Although those scripts employed many avant-garde storytelling techniques such as cyclical narratives and time-space distortions, and the supporting characters were relatively more complex than in similar films, making the stories a bit harder to understand, they were truly excellent scripts that are hard to find substitutes for..."

"Ms. Yu, you're also an art student, why don't you take a good look again?"

"And that trip to four countries for the sunrise shot was absolutely necessary. You're used to watching art films, so you should know that the colors of the Mediterranean Sea and the Maldives are different, and because of the different topography, the sound of the waves in the Bohai Sea and the Caribbean Sea is also different..."

Yu Ningning interrupted him directly, calmly saying, "Excuse my bluntness, but this can all be resolved later."

Wei Er was momentarily speechless, and stammered, "Miss Yu, you know this is different. I've always been meticulous about art and can't accept even the slightest flaw."

Yu Ningning said calmly, "When you're using your own money, you can strive for perfection to your heart's content. But if you want to take investors' money, Director Wei Er, you need to be realistic about yourself."

"What you're doing is just burning money..."