Zhuang Li hung up the call with Lawyer Ou, but the director and others were still looking at him in surprise.
After learning the truth, they wondered: How on earth could the "Love House" production team attract such a massive Buddha statue? After all, it turns out they weren't coming for them; they had other motives! They couldn't figure out the complexities involved, even if they had a hundred heads, because stringing them together would cost billions.
Rich people really know how to have fun, even chasing stars is so lavish!
Recalling the revenge script he had designed before, the director broke out in a cold sweat.
Fortunately, he hadn't done anything yet, let alone offend Mr. Zhuang with words or actions. Otherwise, if he had angered him, his revenge would surely be even more sophisticated than that of a celebrity chaser.
The director became more and more frightened the more he thought about it. At this moment, the assistant director standing behind him poked him in the waist and handed him a mobile phone.
The director glanced at the screen of his mobile phone and saw a piece of news on it. The editors were three internationally renowned financial analysts. The content was a rough estimate of how much profit Mr. Zhuang had made in this financial war.
The director was so frightened by the astronomical figures the three analysts came up with that he almost had a heart attack. But what was even more surprising was that Zhuang Li had actually acquired a 45% stake in Strawberry TV! In other words, he was not only the financial backer of the show, but also the majority shareholder of the company that produced the show.
Chief Director: "..." I can't afford to offend you! I'm so scared!
"Mr. Zhuang, I have a video I want to show you." The director quickly revealed a flattering smile.
The assistant director completed his mission and sneakily took the phone from behind him.
Zhuang Li tossed a memory card wrapped in a plastic bag to Xiao Liu. Then, looking at the director, he raised an eyebrow and asked, "What video?"
"This is it, take a look." In order to please Zhuang Li, the director sold out Chang Jinbo.
He clicked the mouse and started playing the video of Chang Jinbo and Han Kun plotting revenge on the phone.
Zhuang Li held his chin with one hand and tapped the table with the other, with the corners of his mouth curled up in a half-smile.
When he fell silent, the monitoring room fell silent too. No one dared to speak, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the big boss, as if waiting for instructions.
The director swallowed hard and asked in a dry voice, "Mr. Zhuang, what do you think we should do with this? Should we cut it? I mean, we shouldn't cut it, because this segment is quite topical and will spark heated discussion if it's aired. Our show really needs buzz right now."
He had also heard the phone call just now. Chang Jinbo's father had to ask Lawyer Ou to help him get dinner with Zhuang Li. How could this brat like Chang Jinbo have the strength to confront him head-on? He was basically an idle playboy.
Therefore, it is most appropriate to throw the problem to Zhuang Li. He says what to do, and the production team will do it. With someone's support, there is no need to worry about disputes.
"If you've filmed it, just broadcast it. Why edit it? I only have one request for your editing: be faithful to the original. Don't blacken anyone, and of course don't whitewash anyone either. Just show the guests' true selves."
Zhuang Li stood up and walked out, waving his hand. "Of course, this requirement doesn't apply to Xi Ming. If he's willing to come, you must film him in his best light. I'm leaving now, so you guys can continue working."
Chief Director: "...Okay, we got it. Take care and have a good rest."
The director bowed and nodded as he escorted Zhuang Li to the door of the work shed. Only after Zhuang Li's back disappeared around the corner did he wipe the sweat from his forehead and mutter to himself, "I didn't expect that rich people would become bootlickers!"
The assistant director quickly raised his index finger to remind him not to talk nonsense.
Xiao Liu inserted the memory card into the computer and asked the director to come over and see the footage he had taken this morning.
After watching it, the director said: "...Fuck, Mr. Zhuang bought these multi-billion dollar castles and clubs like they were just for fun!"
"So, his understanding of luxury goods is completely different from ours. Stop accusing others of showing off their wealth. If they really wanted to show off, they wouldn't steal photos." Xiao Liu pointed to the footage he had taken over the past three days and said, "Director, look at what I've captured these days! All the grandest scenes of this show are right here!"
Chief Director: “…”
He froze for a second, then darted over to the computer, magnifying the pixels many times over to peek at Zhuang Li's screen, hoping to learn some stock trading tips. As long as he could see what stocks Zhuang Li was buying, he would just follow his lead.
It’s a pity that Xiao Liu was timid and didn’t dare to shoot the front of the computer, so the director could only vaguely see some blocks of color.
Everyone gathered around the computer, trying every possible way to restore Zhuang Li's operating interface, with a passion for money on their faces.
Even Chang Fan wanted to hand over his funds to Zhuang Li for operation, not to mention small retail investors like them who were rampant in the stock market.
Xiao Liu was squeezed out and had to squat at the door to watch the fun.
After struggling for half an hour without getting any clues, the director finally gave up. He dismissed everyone around him, thought for a moment, then slammed his head on the table and yelled, "Change the script! Make trouble!"
"How to change it?" asked the assistant director.
"We won't be putting this video of Chang Jinbo making the phone call in the last episode. We'll air it in the next one to whet the audience's appetite. They're definitely looking forward to this 'poor guy trying to make money, but gets slapped in the face by the rich second generation' drama."
The director pointed to the video of Zhuang Li meeting with Lawyer Ou and said excitedly, "Then we will broadcast this segment at the end of the third episode to create a big twist.
"Next episode, we're going to focus on the guests' reactions after learning Mr. Zhuang is a broke bastard. How do they treat Mr. Zhuang? Do they exclude him, ridicule him, look down on him, or anything like that? If there's any, include it in the edit. The first half of the third episode will maintain this tone, and then near the end of the show, Mr. Zhuang's true identity will be revealed, shocking the audience! Hahahahaha..."
"By the way, I'll go and invite Xi Ming in person later. You guys arrange for a cameraman to follow him. If he's willing to come, and he and Mr. Zhuang really end up together, we can edit everything Mr. Zhuang did to get closer to him into an Easter egg and put it in the last episode.
"By the way, the video of Mr. Zhuang at work is also included in the last episode as an Easter egg. This is a real-life financial war, so the ratings are going to be high!"
The director pulled out his phone and said excitedly, "I need to let Mr. Zhuang know first. Let our production team handle the invitation of Xi Ming. We won't bother Lawyer Ou."
The call was connected quickly and the director quickly reported his shooting plan.
Zhuang Li nodded and said, "Go ahead, but don't tell him I asked him to come, and don't mention my identity. Everything depends on his own wishes."
"Of course, of course. We know that a forced melon is not sweet." The director agreed with a smile.
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The director was a decisive person. He immediately asked Xiao Liu, who had nothing to do, to accompany him to MAX to invite Xi Ming.
Lawyer Ou had already informed the club, so the director and Xiao Liu met the legendary racing god very smoothly.
The two tilted their heads back, opened their mouths wide, and stared at each other in amazement, their expressions looking very silly. It's no wonder they haven't seen the world. The real Xi Ming is completely different from the Xi Ming on TV.
He was too tall, more than 190 centimeters. He wore a black T-shirt, which was obviously a loose fit, but was stretched to the point of being torn by his muscles. His tight abdominal muscles were slightly outlined by the fabric, and he could almost use it as a washboard. He wore a pair of light blue jeans. His legs were incredibly long, and his muscles were tense when he walked, showing his beast-like strength.
His appearance was also the purely masculine type, without a trace of femininity, yet as handsome as the sun in the sky. His hair was cut very short, which made his angular face look even more aggressive.
Standing in front of him, the director and Xiao Liu didn't even dare to breathe, as they would be choked by the smell of male hormones.
What does it mean to be a real man? This is what a real man is! The vision of the top rich is indeed top-notch!
Xi Ming frowned, his face full of impatience: "Participating in a dating variety show? Are you kidding me?"
The director swallowed hard. Under the dual pressure of height and aura, he was a little hesitant to speak.
Xiao Liu exclaimed, "I remember now! Director, do you remember yesterday's interview with Mr. Zhuang? Mr. Xi is Mr. Zhuang's criteria for a partner!"
The chief director also remembered it, and looked him up and down, only then did he realize that Xi Ming really met all of Zhuang Li's criteria for choosing a partner!
Yesterday he laughed at Zhuang Li for being a dreamer, but he never expected that he already had a target! Only Zhuang Li would dare to pursue such a cool guy.
"What are your criteria for choosing a partner?" Xi Ming became increasingly impatient and waved his hand, saying, "I never accept variety shows. You guys can go now."
His assistant warned him, "Brother, don't go. The guests on this show are all weird. The weirdest one is this guy who flaunts his wealth. He was exposed by his ex-boyfriend and even had his pictures stolen by netizens. He's the best at playing with people's feelings. I can't understand how someone like that can be on a dating variety show. Brother, you have such good conditions, you will definitely be entangled by weird guys if you go!"
The assistant took out a tablet and opened Weibo, found the promotional photos that the original owner had taken for the program team and Han Kun's exposed post, and handed them to Xi Ming to look at.
Xi Ming glanced away after only one glance. This face perfectly suited his aesthetic, yet it didn't stir any emotion in him. There was a lot of greed hidden in this person's eyes, and he was full of vulgarity and materialism. He disliked it very much.
The director and Xiao Liu: "..."
They are really suffering because they cannot tell the truth!
"Mr. Xi, please think about it carefully. We will give you a very high appearance fee." The director tried to lobby.
"Do you think I would be short of your appearance fee?" Xi Ming asked with a smile.
He received tens of millions in prize money for winning a match, and he had never lost in all those years. The club also provided him with an annual salary of over 30 million yuan, plus various endorsement fees and investments... In fact, he was richer than the club's owner.
Originally, he wanted to buy MAX, but the new buyer's offer was tens of millions higher than his, and he couldn't come up with that much money in a short period of time, so he had to lose.
"My F1 car is undergoing maintenance, and parts are exposed. Please turn off your cameras and leave immediately." Xi Ming put on his maintenance suit and walked towards the nearby garage. There were many people standing there, their clothes covered in oil, probably repairing the car.
The parts of each F1 car are carefully designed and built by the world-class mechanics hired by the club. They are unique and therefore not allowed to be exposed to the camera. This is a commercial secret.
The director and Xiao Liu stood still, not daring to move. They couldn't afford to pay for filming something they shouldn't have.
No wonder Zhuang Li fell for Xi Ming. Their personalities were similar: equally arrogant, equally aloof, and both champions in their respective fields. They were actually quite compatible!
The director became increasingly frustrated and raised his voice, "Mr. Xi, if you don't come to our show, you'll definitely regret it! We have a guest on the show who is truly outstanding!"
Xi Ming walked into the garage without looking back, as if he had heard nothing.
After his mechanics learned what had happened, they all laughed heartily, hands on their hips. What was there to regret about a show that had caused so many bizarre incidents?
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