Myta Films has many artists under its umbrella, but its top male and female stars are already quite old. Su Ge's acting skills can only be improved by providing her with resources, and there is a serious lack of new talent.
The operating model of film and television companies is quite abnormal; they usually rely on one or two big-name stars to support their entire families. Now, suddenly realizing that he has missed out on a rising star, Mai Zhenye is as frustrated as if he saw Hui Koon-Chun make money!
Mai Zhenye silently slapped himself in the face: Why didn't he urge Su Ge to push things forward more quickly back then! Why did he have to be so wishy-washy! If it becomes a hot topic, it'll be hard to get a contract!
Zheng Bohan gave a vague and ambiguous response: "Didn't Su Ge continue to try to persuade him?"
Mai Zhenye vaguely replied, "She has a schedule these two days and doesn't have time."
To be honest, Mai Zhenye didn't know what Su Ge's schedule was during this period; he just felt that his daughter seemed to be particularly busy.
When talking to businessmen, talk about interests; when talking to intellectuals, talk about sentiments. Mai Zhenye was well aware of this: "Old Zheng, you should also know that in this circle, it's good to have a powerful backer... Your student is going it alone, and he'll probably have to take many detours."
Zheng Bohan took a sip of tea and remained silent.
“Since you have expectations for her, you should explain these principles to her,” Mai Zhenye advised patiently. “What teacher doesn’t want their students to do well?”
Zheng Bohan raised his eyes and coughed lightly: "That makes sense. But she's filming right now, so I'm afraid I can't get in touch with her."
That means you've agreed.
Mai Zhenye was overjoyed and smiled broadly: "Come, come, have some tea, have some tea."
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Shang Yechu didn't have time to turn on her phone until 5 a.m. To capitalize on the popularity of "Yun Qing Ji," the "Xiao Feng Que" crew had been working overtime non-stop lately, and Shang Yechu had filmed all night, leaving her with dark circles under her eyes.
Film crews often work through the night, so Shang Yechu planned to have breakfast first and then rest.
The moment she turned on her phone, a deluge of new messages flooded in. Shang Yechu was too exhausted to read them.
Shang Yechu had long anticipated that the finale of "Yun Qing Ji" would be a hit. Most of these messages were polite greetings and congratulations, not something someone who had spent the entire night filming action scenes could reply to one by one.
Just as Shang Yechu was packing up to go eat, a phone call came in.
Shang Yechu glanced at the phone number, hesitated for a moment, and then answered the call.
"Hello, teacher?"
"Ye Chu!" Zheng Bohan's excited voice came from the other end of the phone, "5.2! 5.2!"
Shang Yechu was stunned for a moment. Her brain, which was slightly sluggish from filming all night, took a moment to process what Zheng Bohan was saying.
Could it be—?
With a sob in his voice, Zheng Bohan said, "We won! The finale of 'Yun Qing Ji' achieved a peak viewership rating of 5.2%! The highest in nearly five years!"
Shang Yechu gripped her phone tightly, feeling a tightness in her throat and almost stopping breathing.
Zheng Bohan cried, "At the moment you ascended the throne! — Ye Chu, no matter what, we... Waaaaah..."
The joy of victory, the indignation of having the script stolen, the anger of being betrayed by loved ones, the grievance of being besieged by industry insiders, the humiliation of groveling for sponsorship, and the clarity of seeing the light after the storm, the joy of finding a kindred spirit...
Overwhelmed with emotions, Zheng Bohan broke down in tears for the first time in his life in front of a younger generation.
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