Chapter 140 Busy Fuyun Entertainment, office of the director of the film and television department."It's rare that you have time to come to my place today." Dong Huaixin poured Chen Mo a cup of tea. Chen Mo picked up the teacup and took a sip. "I'm not going to take office right away, so I came to pay my respects in advance." "Don't accuse me of anything." Dong Huaixin stopped him immediately. "I'm just an employee. You can only inspect my work here." "After the emperor and the court, after you take over the company, can I continue to sit firmly, and I don't have to see what you mean." Chen Mo shook his head. "Even if I take over the company, I still need your support. I still have to rely on you, my loyal followers." Dong Huaixin patted his chest loudly and vowed: "Then I will do my best until my death." Chen Mo touched his chin and said, "But my father refuses to accept his old age and is not ready to abdicate. He seems to be planning to work for another 20 years. What do you think I should do?" "Ah?" Dong Huaixin blinked and pretended not to understand. Chen Mo asked: "How about you give some advice at the next executive meeting?" Dong Huaixin swallowed his saliva and said, "Wouldn't that be considered as forcing the emperor to abdicate?"
Chen Mo promised solemnly, "Don't worry, if I succeed in taking the throne, you will be my loyal minister." Dong Huaixin asked tentatively: "What if it fails?" "Then you are a traitor and must be executed immediately." Chen Mo made a gesture of raising his hand and cutting with a knife. "As the only heir, I have no choice but to wait patiently for a few more years before taking over the throne." "."Dong Huaixin. So you still sit on the throne, and I become a rebel? Dong Huai Xinli raised his face and asked, "Why does the prince rebel?!" Seeing this, Chen Mo sighed and said, "Our company has a loyal minister like Director Dong who has a flexible bottom line. I think the company will be stable and worry-free." Dong Huaixin acted as if he was willing to sacrifice himself for justice, and said righteously: "As long as I am here, anyone who wants to disrupt the government and usurp the throne must first step over me." Chen Mo looked at the fat man in front of him, whose flesh was shaking as he spoke, and exclaimed: "Loyalty can be like treachery, it should be like this." As a director, Dong Huaixin is obviously much more tactful in his speech and behavior compared to Zhang Yundong's straightforward temper. Of course, this is also related to the business he is in charge of. Filmmaking is actually a high-risk project, because no matter how great a director is, there is no guarantee that the audience will buy into what he or she makes. So normally, a film project is jointly produced by several companies, with appropriate risk sharing, and it is rare for a company to produce it solely through investment. As the head of the film and television production department, Dong Huaixin often has to deal with investors from all sides, who are all shrewd people. After some joking, Dong Huaixin refilled his tea and got back to the point: "I heard you started a new company recently? So, you don't plan to come back and take over this business soon?" Chen Mo smiled and said, "It's hard to steer a big ship, let's set up a small stall first to practice." "Don't give me that. I know that you have been in charge of the company's business. Although some projects are signed by Director Chen, they are actually given to you to make the final decision." Dong Huaixin obviously didn't believe Chen Mo's excuse.
Chen Mo did not deny it, and said with a chuckle: "No hurry, let my dad make use of his remaining energy for a few more years. The country has extended the retirement age, and sixty is the right age to venture out." Dong Huaixin pointed at Chen Mo with a smile, and did not continue to explore. Instead, he changed the subject: "So you came here to have tea with me today?" Chen Mo said, "My new company is planning to try out short plays, and I need to borrow some people from the crew." Dong Huaixin said casually, "Is that all? Can't you just tell the people below? Why do you have to come all the way here?" "By the way, I'd like to see if the company has any recent projects that require rural scenery shooting, preferably ones that heal life themes." Chen Mo stated his main purpose. "Rural scenery? Healing life?" Dong Huaixin thought for a moment, "It seems that there are no plans to shoot this kind of film recently." "No? Then is there any kind of natural village that needs to be filmed? It doesn't matter if it's not a film or television project." Chen Mo settled for the next best option. "Hmm," Dong Huaixin thought for a moment, "some time ago, someone mentioned the planning of a variety show that focuses on rural life." Chen Mo's eyes lit up, "Variety shows are fine too. Do you have a plan? Show it to me." "Wait a moment, I'll have someone come over." Dong Huaixin called his assistant and gave him some instructions. After a while, the plan was brought over. Dong Huaixin handed the plan to Chen Mo and introduced: "I thought the content of this plan was a bit bland, there didn't seem to be any big hits, and there was no variety show of the same type to compare it with. I was a bit unsure of the market, so I put it on hold for the time being." After Chen Mo took it, he glanced at the name of the planned project: "A Longing for Life". Looking down, Chen Mo found that the planner was a familiar face, and subconsciously read out: "Bi Shiqun?" Dong Huaixin thought Chen Mo didn't know who he was, so he introduced him: "Bi Shiqun was mainly helping the company's artists shoot some commercials or music videos before. He must have been unwilling to do that, so he submitted this plan to the company." Chen Mo nodded and said, "I know him. I've met him before." Bi Shiqun was the director when Chen Mo and Xu Hongdou filmed the MV for "Ten Years". Unexpectedly, this planning proposal was proposed by him. Chen Mo thought about his relationship with Hongdou, and it seemed that they also started from that MV. Now the plan proposed by Bi Shiqun coincides with Chen Mo's idea of promoting Xu Hongdou's B&B. It really is fate. As for Dong Huaixin's statement that Bi Shiqun "was unwilling to accept this", it is not difficult to understand. The status of directors also varies. At the top are naturally film directors, followed by TV drama directors, and then variety show directors. As for advertising directors, they can probably only be considered as "making a living" in this field, and any director with a little bit of ambition would not be satisfied with this. Seeing that Chen Mo knew him, Dong Huaixin explained a few more words: "Although Bi Shiqun is good at shooting commercials, he has no experience in producing variety shows, which is why his proposal was not passed." While listening to Dong Huaixin, Chen Mo quickly flipped through the plan.
This is a planned reality show based on real life. Compared with the current popular variety shows, various tense competition, challenge, PK and other plots are designed to bring exciting pleasure to the audience. This variety show, however, goes the other way. Its main theme is a "slow pace", showcasing the pastoral life of "self-reliance, self-sufficiency, warm hospitality and perfect ecology". The planning book also used two lines of poetry to describe the theme of this program: "Under the east fence of picking chrysanthemum, you can see Nanshan leisurely." This reminded Chen Mo of the past few months he had spent in Yunmiao Village. Wasn't it just like this? Whether it was the ecological environment or the cultural atmosphere, Yunmiao Village was just right for filming, and it could also achieve his desired publicity purpose. Chen Mo glanced over the plan, his eyes thoughtful. Seeing this, Dong Huaixin said, "How about it? Do you want me to ask Bi Shiqun to come over and ask him for you?" "No need for now. I'll take this plan back and take a look at it later. I'll look for him later." Chen Mo had a general idea in mind, but he still needed to understand some specific details before making a decision. After leaving Fuyun Entertainment, Chen Mo drove to Nanfang Media. As soon as he entered the company, Chen Mo saw Fu Lingling at the front desk yawning sleepily. "Why do you come to work like you're still asleep?" Seeing that it was Chen Mo, Fu Lingling smiled awkwardly and said, "Boss, if you wake up and come to work, you will be late." Last night, many netizens sent her videos about the labor arbitration process, and many people shared their own personal cases. She watched them too late without realizing it. And when she arrived at the office in the morning, she was still a little worried, so she secretly sent another update, asking how she could inadvertently remind her boss about the labor law. So when Fu Lingling saw Chen Mo at this moment, she felt inexplicably guilty. Chen Mo was a little confused and looked at her, "Didn't you say yesterday that you would pretend to be a beauty to maintain your image? You have dark circles under your eyes from plastic surgery..." "Ah? I clearly covered it." Upon hearing this, Fu Lingling didn't care about anything else and quickly took out a mirror to look at herself. Then she found a small makeup box and started applying powder. Every time he saw this kind of scene, Chen Mo always felt that women putting on makeup was sometimes just like painting walls during renovation: plastering, scraping putty, and applying latex paint. Exactly the same. However, Chen Mo always kept similar words to himself and did not dare to say them in front of Xu Hongdou while she was putting on makeup. As the ancients said, disaster comes from the mouth, so we should keep this in mind. After Fu Lingling finished touching up her makeup, she looked carefully left and right in the mirror to make sure that there was nothing wrong with her makeup. Only then did she let out a long sigh of relief and feel relieved. Chen Mo said speechlessly: "If you know you have to go to work the next day, stay up less late. If you are tired, no amount of makeup can cover it up." Fu Lingling shook his head and said, "You don't understand the boss, sometimes we don't want to stay up late, but we dare not sleep, and we must go to work when I am afraid of waking up." Chen Mo heard this and said, "If you don't work, you won't have money. If you think about the days when you have no money, you will want to go to work." Fu Lingling frowned and thought for a while, "Boss, you said that I went to work because I had no money, but why do I still have no money after going to work?" Chen Mo sighed, "Alas, life is not just about getting by in the present, but also about making do in the long run. Just make do, it's OK. These days, it's not easy for everyone."
Fu Lingling looked at him dimly and said, "Boss, don't worry, I don't expect the company to increase my salary." "Oh." Chen Mo nodded calmly, his tone instantly returning to normal, "Saving money is nothing more than increasing revenue and reducing expenditure. If you can't increase revenue, you have to find a way to reduce expenditure." Fu Lingling said distressedly: "But my salary is like my period, it comes once a month and lasts for a week. It has to flow, and I can't stop it." "." Chen Mo was confused by the girl's vivid metaphor. He was silent for a while and said, "Why don't you find a partner to see if he can help you stop it? Don't worry, we are a formal company and we have maternity leave." Fu Lingling shook her head after hearing this. "Forget it, forget it. When I was in school, I couldn't even guess the right answer to a multiple-choice question. I don't dare to bet on a man among a population of billion." "Then I can't do anything else. You should go home and worship the God of Wealth." Chen Mo waved his hand and walked away. "Cheer up and work hard, otherwise, instead of saving money, we should save resources first." "Okay, boss." After Chen Mo left, Fu Lingling muttered to herself: "I go out early and come back late every day. Even when the God of Wealth comes, I won't be at home." Here, as soon as Chen Mo returned to the office, Pei Luo knocked on the door and walked in. "How have you arranged the manpower for the company's short drama?" "I have already explained this to the people in Fuyun Entertainment's film and television department this morning. You can find someone to contact them later." "Okay." Pei Luo agreed. "By the way, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon this year. Has our company decided on the benefits for employees?" Chen Mo asked. Pei Luo nodded and said, "I originally wanted to customize a Mid-Autumn Festival gift box for the company, but it seems that I mentioned it a little late. The manufacturer said it might be too late." "So I plan to buy ready-made mooncake gift boxes on the market, and then give each person a red envelope." "Well, this is good. Red envelopes are the most practical. I can buy what I want myself." Chen Mo remembered that Fu Lingling was still complaining about being poor just now, and thought that employees would prefer discounts rather than fancy gift boxes. In the evening, after processing a pile of documents, Chen Mo walked to the floor-to-ceiling window to look out and relax his eyes. When he looked down, he saw a nimble figure roller skating downstairs and couldn't help but smile. Then, Chen Mo went downstairs. He first went to the selection room of his company where the live broadcast products were placed, and picked up something in the snack area. "Want to eat ice cream?" Fang Taichu, who was roller skating, heard the sound and turned around. Chen Mo was sitting on the steps next to her, waving at her with two ice creams in his hand. Fang Taichu smiled and said, "Eat!" Two people, one big and one small, sat on the steps, eating ice cream and watching the sunset.
"No one is chasing you away here anymore, right?" "No, the receptionist said that you have told her about this, uncle." "That's good." The two chatted incessantly. At this time, an Audi Horch slowly stopped at the door of the art gallery next door. A man wearing glasses, a suit and a gentle temperament got out of the car, and then he looked towards Chen Mo. Before Chen Mo understood what was going on, he saw Fang Taichu standing up and waving his hand and shouting: "father!" (End of this chapter)