When the group arrived at Luo Cheng's restaurant, it was already completely dark. Because the restaurant had been booked in advance, the entire crew of nearly two hundred people had filled twenty tables, both inside and outside the restaurant. Luo Cheng had to borrow some tables and chairs from a restaurant he knew to make room for them.
It was only now that Fang Yang truly understood what it meant to have a large and noisy crowd. So many people, including acquaintances, were all huddled together, chattering away about interesting topics. They were all actors, well-informed and experienced, and once they started talking, there was no end in sight.
After arranging for the staff to sit outside, Fang Yang and Mo Zhen walked into the restaurant. Several tables inside were already full, but there were still two seats left next to Zhou Xin. Fang Yang did not go to sit there, but instead went into the kitchen.
The kitchen was bustling with activity, and Luo Cheng was personally cooking, tending to three pots by himself. The kitchen helpers kept bringing in side dishes and placing them within easy reach of Luo Cheng so he could use them at any time.
Fang Yang didn't go in, but stood at the kitchen door watching Luo Cheng busy at work. Mo Zhen, who was blocked behind, couldn't see what was going on inside, so she stood on tiptoe and kept looking inside, with her hand on Fang Yang's shoulder. When she saw Luo Cheng operating three pots by himself, she couldn't help but exclaim, "Damn, Luo Cheng is really skilled. I didn't realize it before."
Fang Yang gave Mo Zhen a disdainful look. "That's why he's a restaurant owner and you're just a freeloader. That's the difference."
Mo Zhen never expected that just watching the show would lead to being looked down upon. He couldn't help but smile wryly and said, "President Fang, being able to eat is a blessing. If it weren't for people like me who can eat, Luo Cheng would have no value. Don't you think so?"
Ignoring Mo Zhen's sophistry, Fang Yang returned to the hall, greeted the two tables in the hall, and then rushed into the private room. The main cast members had been waiting for Fang Yang for a long time, and greeted him with smiles as soon as he entered.
Zhou Xin had already poured Fang Yang a cup of tea on the table. The temperature was just right. Fang Yang had spent the afternoon on set and was a little thirsty. He had just picked up the cup and taken a sip when he heard Li Rongrong say with a smile, "President Fang, you've really made a splash in the Chinese film and television industry. I'm sure that once 'Princess Pearl' is released, it will be a huge hit."
Fang Yang shook his head, "Teacher Li, please don't flatter me. In the film and television industry, I'm still a newcomer. I don't have any particularly noteworthy works. Even if I have some achievements, they are mainly in the music scene. Compared to you veteran actors, I'm still far behind."
Li Rongrong smiled and said, "I've been watching your 'The Return of the Condor Heroes' lately. To be honest, I have high hopes for that series. Mr. Fang, you must reserve a seat for this old woman."
"The Condor Heroes does need a lot of veteran actors, but this drama will definitely be directed by Director Wang. I will talk to Director Wang about it, but I can't directly interfere with the specific selection, so Teacher Li may still have to run for the role. Also, I won't have time in the first half of next year. I will talk to Director Wang after I finish filming this time."
"President Fang, please rest assured. All I'm asking for is an opportunity. Everyone knows that Director Wang is ruthless when it comes to selecting people; he only chooses the most suitable ones. I'm already very grateful that you've given me a chance to run for office."
Fang Yang waved his hand, "Teacher Li, you're too kind. Everyone in the industry praises your dedication. I was just doing what I could."
At this moment, Tie Weimin interjected, "President Fang said he doesn't have time in the first half of next year. Is there some major production he's going to start filming?"
"It's not confirmed yet, so nothing can be said for sure. Everything must be kept secret until the plan is finalized!"
Upon hearing that it needed to be kept secret, Tie Weimin immediately stopped asking. Fang Yang was the owner of a private film and television company, and the only thing that could be classified as confidential was related to next year's National Day celebrations. Tie Weimin had been in this industry for most of his life, and his awareness was very high.
Everyone at the table had their own agenda, but most of them were actors from Yuewen Entertainment Media, so they would naturally be relatively favored in terms of resources. They just needed to follow the company's arrangements. At this point, they didn't ask Fang Yang for any more information. To be honest, they still didn't dare!
Once the topic was brought up, everyone, free of their ulterior motives, began to speak freely. Having filmed together for three months, they were all quite familiar with each other, and the initial awkwardness had disappeared. They also had common topics to discuss, so they started whispering among themselves in twos and threes.
Tie Weimin, relying on his seniority and having already joined Yuewen Entertainment Media, felt no pressure talking to Fang Yang. "President Fang, I heard that the company is expanding in all directions. Next year's filming schedule must be very heavy, right?"
Fang Yang asked curiously, "Teacher Tie, why do you think that way?"
"I heard the headquarters is under construction? I'm sure it will require a lot of funding. If we can't get funding from other sources, where will the construction funds come from?"
"Yes, it does require a large amount of funding, but the company doesn't actually lack funds for just the headquarters construction. The park construction is also a long-term project, so there's no shortage of funds. However, not lacking funds doesn't mean we can stop working. Employee benefits, the added fame of singers and actors, and the company's development all require a series of works to achieve."
"Mr. Fang is right. It is my limited vision that led me to focus only on my own little corner of the business. However, it was out of concern for the company's development that I made some inappropriate remarks. I hope Mr. Fang will forgive me."
Fang Yang waved his hand, "That's normal. It's a good thing to care about the company's development. The company won't be reckless and cause any major losses. We will only proceed steadily according to the planned schedule. Of course, we also thank you for your attention to the company's development."
Tie Weimin chuckled awkwardly, "President Fang, I was too short-sighted. Of course, I still have great confidence in the company's development."
"It's alright, this is just normal discussion. Don't take it to heart. Since the company dares to invest heavily in building its headquarters, it must have a comprehensive plan. Of course, there are indeed a series of film and television dramas to be filmed next year. For example, Director Mo, who is sitting in front of you, will independently direct a sitcom after the New Year. It's similar in nature to 'Loser Men and Women.' Those who are interested can communicate more with Director Mo."
Fang Yang's attempt to shift the blame immediately drew everyone's attention. Tan Xinlan was the first to approach Mo Zhen, "Director Mo, we've been working together for three months now. You see, a cute little princess like me shouldn't be without a place, right?"
As soon as Tan Xinlan spoke, Jin Suo, the little maid who was always inseparable from her, naturally followed suit, "Yes, yes, Director Mo, how about I continue to be Ziwei's little maid? Don't you always praise me for being loyal to my master to the death? You can't abandon me!"
Fang Yang had no idea how Jin Suo ended up at this table, but there was no doubt that Jin Suo was the life of the party in the entire crew. Perhaps someone brought her in, and no one specifically stipulated that only the main characters could sit there.
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