Zhong Wan's life philosophy: Being poor is scarier than ghosts! A middle-aged leftover woman who has been unemployed for a year and is about to live on the streets, Zhong Wan gritted her teeth ...
Chapter 115 Sleeping Soundly
Lin Yan'an was unaware of the plans of the father and daughter at this moment.
The car sped through the night and soon arrived at the hotel where the film crew was staying.
As soon as Lin Yan'an and his group entered the hotel lobby, the director and producer, who had been waiting there, immediately came to greet them, their faces showing obvious anxiety.
"President Zhou,"
Director Li rushed forward and asked urgently, "How is Xu Bai? Is he alright?"
He had barely finished speaking when he noticed Lin Yan'an behind Zhou Kangning: "President Lin, you've finally arrived! What are we going to do now? Do we really have to rewrite the script? You personally oversaw that script."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Kangning raised his hand and patted his shoulder to reassure him, "Don't worry, Xu Bai is fine and will be discharged tomorrow."
"We'll talk about the script later. Have you prepared all the materials I asked you to?"
Director Li nodded quickly: "It's all ready, in the conference room. All the notes and revision suggestions that Teacher Li left before he left, as well as the storyboards and shooting materials for the controversial scenes, have been organized."
Lin Yan'an nodded: "Okay, let me take a look at the specific situation first."
He didn't stop walking, continuing as he went, "Have you contacted Teacher Li yet?"
Zhou Kangning nodded: "Don't worry, I've already sent someone to make contact."
"Um."
In the conference room, Lin Yan'an gently placed the jacket on the sofa next to him before turning around and sitting down at the table. Looking at the projector that was lit up in front of him, he said in a deep voice, "Let's begin. Let's start with Professor Li's final resignation letter and his explanation of the core points of contention."
"Okay, Mr. Lin."
The producer and script supervisor sat in front of their computers, and after hearing Lin Yan'an's instructions, quickly opened the content he had given them.
The lights dimmed, and the projector lit up.
Teacher Li's resignation letter was quite direct, even somewhat inflammatory, filled with anger at commercial interference in artistic creation, indignation at Pei Xubai, and disappointment that his creative philosophy could not be understood.
After reading his resignation letter, Lin Yan'an and his team quickly browsed through several recently filmed, controversial pornographic films.
In the video footage, Pei Xubai's acting skills are still superb, but upon closer inspection, a deep-seated melancholy and struggle are evident between his brows.
A strong sense of unease arose spontaneously, as if his soul was resisting.
Lin Yan'an sat upright in the chair, watching with exceptional focus.
He had to admit that even disregarding the controversy between Pei Xubai and Teacher Li, just watching this video, even through the screen, he could feel the "sense of incongruity" that Pei Xubai had mentioned.
But he knew clearly that this was not a problem with his acting skills, but rather a huge rift between the character's core essence and the actor's understanding, and even with the script's setting.
Lin Yan'an lowered her eyes to look at the revised script in front of her, then raised her hand to flip through it.
His brows furrowed slightly, his expression serious, and everyone fell silent in unison.
Upon seeing this, Cheng Yanzhou quickly got up, turned on the light, and considerately brought him a glass of water.
He even thoughtfully ordered food for them, considering they hadn't had dinner yet.
Even faster than the food delivery speed was Lin Yan'an's decision.
He quickly flipped through the script, his eyes lowered in thought.
His fingers unconsciously tapped the script lightly.
After a moment, he said in a deep voice, "I support Xu Bai's opinion: the script should be rewritten."
After he finished speaking, he looked up at everyone present, and finally his gaze fell on Zhou Kangning, who was also an investor: "Brother Zhou, what's your opinion?"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Kangning smiled wryly and sighed, "What other opinions could I possibly have?"
"Since you also support Xu Bai's decision, then I'll join you too."
He paused slightly, then said with great concern, "It's alright for just our company, since we take the lion's share, but the other investors..."
"Knock knock knock".
A sudden knock on the door interrupted their conversation.
Immediately afterwards, Cheng Yanzhou's phone rang.
He quickly picked it up and, meeting Lin Yan'an's gaze, explained, "It's a late-night snack I just ordered."
Lin Yan'an nodded, glancing at Cheng Yanzhou's departing figure.
He then looked at the people present and said, "Let's eat first."
Lin Yan'an glanced at the time and continued, "You should rest after you finish eating."
"We'll organize an online meeting with the investors tomorrow,"
As Lin Yan'an spoke, he looked at Zhou Kangning and said, "Then I'll trouble you to make the contact, Brother Zhou. Let's see what the investors have to say tomorrow."
"That works too, Xu Bai is being discharged from the hospital tomorrow."
Zhou Kangning nodded in agreement.
After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, the crowd gradually dispersed.
Lin Yan'an, carrying the jacket, walked side by side with Zhou Kangning down the corridor. Looking at the mural on the wall ahead, and then glancing at Zhou Kangning's slightly tired expression, he whispered to comfort him, "Brother Zhou, get some rest tonight, no need to rush."
"Let me thoroughly review the script and all the points of contention first. The worst-case scenario is that the investors withdraw their funding."
Lin Yan'an paused for a moment, then continued, "But it doesn't matter much, Xu Bai and I will fill the gap."
After Lin Yan'an finished speaking, he couldn't help but laugh and complain, "It's fine if he makes up for it by himself, since he's the one who's causing all this trouble."
Although Zhou Kangning already knew these principles, he couldn't help but feel relieved when he heard them from Lin Yan'an.
He stopped at the doorway, raised his hand to pat Lin Yan'an's shoulder, and a hint of a smile finally appeared in his tired eyes: "Don't worry, I'm not made of paper."
"Having followed Xu Bai for so many years, what haven't I seen, brother?"
"Alright, let's talk about tomorrow's problems tomorrow."
After Zhou Kangning finished speaking, Cheng Yanzhou had already taken out the room key and opened the door.
Seeing this, Zhou Kangning raised his hand to indicate, "Go in, your room is here. You must be tired after traveling all day. Go back and get some rest tonight."
Lin Yan'an nodded and took the room card from Cheng Yanzhou: "Then I'll go in first. You should all get some rest too. Good night."
"good evening."
"good evening."
Enter the room, insert the room card, and close the door.
Lin Yan'an walked to the bedside, bent down, and carefully took the kitten out of her pocket and placed it on the bed.
Feeling the softness beneath her in her sleep, Zhong Suisui comfortably rolled over, lying on the bed with her limbs outstretched.
Watching it comfortably rub its head against the pillow, its pink little tongue lightly licking its nose, its round little belly rising and falling gently with its breath...
Looking at its defenseless sleeping face, Lin Yan'an's previously heavy mood unconsciously relaxed a lot.
He reached out and pulled the corner of the blanket over it, gently touching its chubby little paw with his index finger, and said affectionately, "Sleeping so soundly. I wonder how your mother is doing now. Is her tummy still hurting?"
After Lin Yan'an finished speaking, he couldn't help but sigh softly. He glanced at the stack of scripts out of the corner of his eye, got up, picked them up, walked to the sofa, sat down, and began to read them carefully.
He needed to address the immediate issues quickly, not only because of his responsibilities as a businessman and the head screenwriter of the production team, but also because...
Even though they had only been apart for a short time, he couldn't help but miss her.
Lin Yan'an raised his hand and stroked the piece of paper in the pocket of his shirt. Recalling her sly and mischievous smile at that time, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.