Chapter 303: Fighting and killing?
At No. 25 Xinwai Street, Beijing, there is a tall and imposing building, where the film and television giant Huaying Group is located.
In the manager's office of the group's production center, Zhao Haicheng put down his mobile phone, frowned slightly, and was still pondering the news that Xu Jinglei had just revealed.
As the producer of "Go Lala's Promotion", he is naturally very concerned about the box office performance of this movie.
But today, first Wanda Company pulled the movie from theaters without any warning, and then Southern Cinemas inexplicably followed suit.
The series of incidents made him feel that something was fishy. It was definitely not as simple as what Xu Jinglei said, that he had offended a rich second-generation.
After thinking for a long time without any clue, Zhao Haicheng couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "What a fool! What a talented woman! She can't even figure out who she has offended. She is just a show-off!"
Knock, knock, knock. There was a knock on the door. "Come in."
The office door opened and the female secretary stood in front of the door: "Mr. Zhao, your phone was busy just now. The chairman asked you to go upstairs."
Zhao Haicheng nodded: "Got it, I'll be there right away."
He knew that Chairman Han Sanping was the nominal producer of "Go Lala's Promotion". He called him suddenly, probably to ask about the film's withdrawal from theaters.
On the top floor of the building, the door of Huaying Chairman’s office was open.
Zhao Haicheng straightened his wrinkled suit slightly, took a deep breath, and then knocked on the door gently.
Han Sanping, who was reviewing documents, looked up when he heard the voice and said, "Haicheng is here, please sit down."
Zhao Haicheng was allowed to walk into the room. Two red flags were solemnly hung in the center of the office, giving people a sense of solemn order.
Sit down quietly opposite the leader and wait for instructions.
Han Sanping leaned back slightly on the leather seat, his eyes calm, "I heard that Xu Jinglei's movie was taken off the shelves."
"Yes, Mr. Han. First it was Wanda, and then Southern Cinemas also pulled the movie. It happened suddenly and in a hurry. I am still trying to understand the specific reasons."
Han Sanping seemed to be deep in thought. He had heard about the hot topics on the Internet yesterday and had already made some guesses about the real person behind the withdrawal of the film.
"You don't need to worry about this anymore. Two of the three major cinema chains have already gone. There's no need to save this movie."
Zhao Haicheng was extremely surprised. He originally thought that the chairman called him over to use Huaying's influence to strongly interfere with the theater's film scheduling.
After all, Huaying not only undertook the distribution of "Du Lala's Promotion", but was also the main investor. Xu Jinglei's team only accounted for a small share of the investment, so Huaying will inevitably suffer heavy losses if the movie is taken off the screen.
But no one expected that the always strong "Master Han San" would compromise without even asking any questions in the face of the inexplicable actions of Wanda and Southern Cinemas.
As a senior executive of Huaying, Zhao Haicheng still reminded carefully, "Boss Han, you should help fight for it, otherwise the film company will lose a lot."
"Strive for it? How can I strive for it? Should I risk my reputation to negotiate with Wanda and Nanfang?" Han Sanping looked at Zhao Haicheng and sneered, "It's a loss! The group invests in so many movies a year, and the loss is not small!"
"But..."
"No buts!" Han Sanping waved his hand, rudely interrupting his subordinate's words, with a hint of impatience on his face:
"She, Xu Jinglei, took a large amount of funds from Huaying, but instead of concentrating on making movies, she did some inexplicable little things, offended people she couldn't afford to offend, and caused the movie to be pulled from the shelves. I'm already giving her face by not looking for her to settle the score, and she still wants me to clean up her mess?"
The chairman asked sternly, leaving Zhao Haicheng speechless. However, he chewed over the words in his mind and immediately realized, "President Han, you know..."
"Who do you think can command the Southern Cinema Chain?" After all, he was his right-hand man. Han Sanping thought about it and decided to reveal a few clues to prevent him from getting involved in this mess.
Zhao Haicheng exclaimed when he heard this: "It's the richest man Song Ci!"
But immediately, he began to wonder, how could Xu Jinglei be so foolish as to offend the richest man when she was so good at dealing with people. But when he saw the leader nod slightly, he was sure that he was not wrong.
Just when Zhao Haicheng was puzzled, a sudden ring rang in the office.
Han Sanping glanced at the caller ID and said helplessly, "Here comes someone who has connections!"
The phone rang for dozens of seconds before I answered it reluctantly. Although the tone was polite, it was obviously perfunctory.
"Writer Wang, how come you have time to contact me today?"
"Mr. Han, sorry to bother you! I wonder if Mr. Zhao has reported to you that Xiao Xu's movie has been cancelled." Wang Shuo was extremely polite as he was asking for a favor.
"Haesung just told me!"
"Huaying is the main investor of the film. I wonder if you can help mediate. I think Wanda boss Wang and Southern Cinema Liu Rong will give you some face."
"Wang Shuo, I can't intervene in this matter. But I can tell you that you don't understand the key point of the matter at all."
On the other end of the phone, Wang Shuo was suddenly shocked. He had already felt that things were not simple, and after hearing what Han Sanping said, his guess was indeed verified.
"Director Han, can you please explain a few things?"
Han Sanping weighed the pros and cons for a moment, and decided to give some advice: "It's Tengda, not Wanda! Wang Shuo, I suggest that we let the movie thing go. Just treat it as a lesson. Public figures should be more careful about what they say and do, and not cause trouble."
Wang Shuo did not give up: "Boss Han, we haven't had much dealings with Tengda before. I wonder if you can help introduce some."
"I have something else to do. I'll contact you later." Han Sanping hung up the phone with a cold face. He was very unhappy with the other party's excessive demands.
He said disdainfully to his subordinates: "These children of the big courtyards have only achieved a little success because of the protection of their parents. The current economic society is still like ten years ago."
At the same time, he secretly complained in his heart that he would retire in a few years and it was not necessary for him to offend the richest man for a stranger. Wang Shuo actually asked him to come forward for the second time. It was simply unrealistic and he didn't even know how to judge the situation.
Zhao Haicheng quickly agreed: "Those people in the Beijing circle are indeed not as powerful as the richest man now. But after all, they are deeply rooted and have extensive connections, so they can't be underestimated."
"Let's just leave it at that. It has nothing to do with us anyway, so we can just wait and see. Next month I will be joining the crew to prepare for the filming of "The Founding of a Kingdom", and this is the top priority."
"I understand. If there are any changes, I will report to you in time." Seeing the chairman looking down at the documents again, Zhao Haicheng stood up and said goodbye. "President Han, I will go back to the office first."
At the same time, the atmosphere in Xu Jinglei's home was depressing. Wang Shuo was smoking cigarettes with big puffs. The lingering smoke filled the air, making his face look even more irritable.
I wanted to just walk away and not care about this mess, but when I saw Xu Jinglei's tearful eyes, I felt soft-hearted.
Since ancient times, heroes have been unable to resist the temptation of beautiful women. No matter how ruthless and tough the heart is, it cannot resist the tenderness of a woman. All the helplessness in the heart can only turn into a heavy sigh.
"Okay, okay, stop crying. Han Sanping doesn't want to come forward. I'll contact someone else."
Xu Jinglei's delicate face was filled with fear and grievance. "Brother Shuo, it's okay if the movie is taken off the screen, but Mr. Han said that I offended Song Ci. I don't understand it at all. I have to figure out the reason for the incident."
Wang Shuo took a deep puff of his cigarette and thought to himself that this was the truth. If he didn't figure out the crux of the problem and kept living in fear of revenge from the richest man, it would not be a good idea.
"Brother Xiaolong, I'm Wang Shuo. I have a favor to ask of you..."
"Dayin, we haven't gotten together for a long time. Okay, okay, I'll treat you. I have something to trouble you, brother."
"Xiaogang, 'The Great Earthquake' will be released soon. Please, bro..."
Wang Shuo slumped in the sofa, making one phone call after another, using all his connections to find his confidante.
Time passed minute by minute, and Xu Jinglei and Wang Shuo waited anxiously.
The phone rang suddenly, and Wang Shuo quickly answered it, impatiently asking, "Brother Xiaolong! There's news. OK, OK, go ahead and tell me. Jinglei and I will listen."
Clicking on the hands-free mode, Zheng Xiaolong's steady voice came: "Director Li of Beiping Satellite TV worked with Wang Jing's father, the COO of Tengda Group, in his early years, and the two had a good relationship.
I asked Director Li to come forward and ask Wang Jing about it, and then I understood the whole story. Jinglei did offend Song Ci, but to be more precise, she offended the wife of the richest man. "
Xu Jinglei and Wang Shuo looked at each other, both puzzled: "Offended the wife of the richest man? Who?"
"Xiao Xu, think carefully about who you offended yesterday?"
"Wang Sicong?" Xu Jinglei shook her head, and then she laughed at her own stupid thoughts. A name suddenly popped up in her mind, and she blurted out: "Liu Shishi!"
"It's her. Liu Shishi is Song Ci's wife."
"How is it possible? On what basis could she do that?" Xu Jinglei was horrified and looked incredulous.
"I didn't believe it at first, but this is the truth." Zheng Xiaolong still felt like he was in a dream.
Wang Shuo nodded slightly: "If it was Liu Shishi, then everything would make sense. Well, this is troublesome, because Jinglei was unreasonable first."
Unexpectedly, jealousy caused such a big trouble. Xu Jinglei regretted it very much: "What should I do!"
The matter was so thorny that Wang Shuo couldn't help but feel like backing off and didn't want to get involved in it. But when he saw Xu Jinglei's eyes full of tears and her pitiful appearance, he swallowed back the heartless words that were on the tip of his tongue.
"Hey!" After years of feelings, it was hard to let go. Wang Shuo was silent for a while, as if he had made a great decision, and slowly spoke:
"Brother Long, can you help Jinglei and me and find someone influential to mediate? The movie will be cancelled, but can you let go of yesterday's incident and let Jinglei go? She will have to stay away from Master Liu from now on."
Seeing that there was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time, Wang Shuo was extremely anxious and begged: "Brother, we grew up together in the same yard. We have known each other for so many years. When have I ever asked anyone for help? Can you help me this time?"
Zheng Xiaolong felt that if he did not help his old friend who was begging him so hard, he would be heartless. "I can only try my best. I can't guarantee success or failure. After all, that person is not ordinary. Not only is he wealthy and has a high status, but he is also registered with the higher authorities."
The two waited anxiously, and a day passed quickly.
On the morning of July 14, in the faculty office of Beihang University, Liu Xiaoxian had just finished correcting students' homework.
I put down the red pen in my hand and was about to stretch my sore shoulders and neck when I looked up and saw a middle-aged man standing in front of the office door.
"Hey, Principal Huai, why are you here? Please come in."
A hint of surprise flashed in Liu Xiaoxian's eyes. She quickly stood up to greet the principal and invited him into the office: "Please sit down. I'll make you a cup of tea."
Principal Huai was very happy, gentle and elegant: "Teacher Liu, don't worry, I will leave after a few words."
The leader was polite, but Liu Xiaoxian did not dare to be lacking in etiquette. She served tea to the guest skillfully and handed the brewed tea to the principal.
"Are you used to living in the school's staff dormitory? If you have any difficulties in life, feel free to report to the organization."
"Thank you for your concern, my wife and I are very satisfied with our current residence."
Although Liu Xiaoxian was very curious as to why the busy principal came to chat with her, she guessed that there was something going on, so she responded respectfully and waited for the leader to speak.
Principal Huai smiled warmly, showing that he cared deeply about his subordinates: "Not only do you teach and educate people, but Director Song also saves lives and heals the wounded, which is also a big deal. You can't treat him badly in life."
"Don't worry, my boy is quite promising and filial. He has never been short of material things."
Principal Huai laughed: "Yes, what I admire most about you, Teacher Liu, is the education you give to your children. It is truly admirable that you can raise such an outstanding talent as Song Ci. My wife often clamors to learn from Teacher Liu."
Liu Xiaoxian was confused by the principal's confusing gossip. If it were in the past, she might have thought that the principal was trying to be a matchmaker, but now all the school leaders knew that his beloved son was married.
I couldn't stand the leader's beating around the bush, so after hesitating for a moment, I asked directly: "Principal, do you have anything else to talk to me about?"
After a few pleasantries, Principal Huai saw that the groundwork was almost done, so he smiled and said, "Teacher Liu, I heard that the famous star Liu Shishi is your daughter-in-law?"
Liu Xiaoxian was stunned for a moment, then nodded and responded: "Yes."
"I'll just say it straight. This is what happened. A few days ago, Xu Jinglei and your daughter-in-law had a conflict. Your son loves his wife so much that he stopped the movie Xu Jinglei had just released in a fit of rage.
Originally, these were all trivial matters, but after Xu Jinglei learned about the relationship between Liu Shishi and her son, she became frightened, fearing that the richest man would hold on to this matter, so she asked someone to mediate.
This city is so small, and someone came to me through someone else's help. I have no choice but to ask Teacher Liu to go back and discuss with your son whether Xu Jinglei can be spared. "
The principal talked a lot and Liu Xiaoxian finally understood why the leader came. It turned out that he came to plead for the female celebrity who was targeting her daughter-in-law.
She also knew about the incident on the Internet the day before yesterday. After all, Liu Shishi was her daughter-in-law, so how could she not care about her? She was relieved to learn that the matter was resolved smoothly.
Although she had no good impression of Xu Jinglei, the principal came to her office in person and discussed the matter in a friendly and cordial manner. Liu Xiaoxian was helpless. Although she disliked Xu Jinglei in every way, she could only take over the matter temporarily.
"It's better to resolve a feud than to create one. Principal, since you said so, I will talk to my son about it when I get back. However, the boy is very happy with his wife, and he has a stubborn temper. His father and I sometimes can't control him. If things don't work out, please bear with me."
"I understand! A grown-up son is no longer under the control of his mother. My boy is sometimes very rebellious. What his mother and I say goes in one ear and out the other. He never listens to my advice."
Principal Huai had an understanding smile on his face, appearing to be extremely reasonable. He then changed the subject and looked at Liu Xiaoxian with a meaningful look: "Teacher Liu, how long have you been promoted to associate professor?"
"I'm an associate professor in 2004, and I've been here for 6 years."
"You have served long enough." The principal nodded gently, "I often hear your dean praise you for your rigorous academic style and solid academic theory and professional knowledge.
If other conditions are met, you should take on the responsibility and quickly apply to the school for the title of professor.
Our school has always valued talents. Excellent teachers like you are the backbone of the school's development. The title of professor is not only a recognition of your ability, but also allows you to have more room to play in your academic career."
Liu Xiaoxian was stunned for a long time before she came to her senses and realized that the principal was raising the stakes. Although she was confident that she could be awarded the title based on her own abilities, things would definitely go much more smoothly with the principal's support.
At the same time, I couldn't help but wonder what kind of connections the other party had used to ask the principal to intercede.
(End of this chapter)
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