Chapter 17

"For such a big crew, every day's expenses have to be calculated carefully!"

"A few days ago, Wang Wang Wang Baoqiang asked to borrow money for a movie, and I only lent him a few million!"

Listening to Chen Chen Sicheng’s endless complaining,

Mu Chen was secretly mocking him.

He was originally prepared to just brush him off and leave, but suddenly he heard Chen Chen Sicheng’s last sentence.

Mu Chen was slightly stunned. Wang Wang Wang Baoqiang borrowing money to make a movie?

Could it be the movie that was released at the same time as *Lost in the Stars* in his previous life?

He heard that Wang Wang Wang Baoqiang had borrowed money everywhere back then, but no one would invest.

But he didn't expect that after it was made, the box office was only slightly less than *Lost in the Stars*, but the preview alone had 400 million in box office, and it was expected to reach about 2 billion.

Even if 57% was given to the theaters, Wang Wang Wang Baoqiang could at least earn 700 million from the remaining 40%.

If he invested now, would that 100 million from Da Da Mimi still be an issue?

Actually, if Chen Chen Sicheng also lacked investment, the return rate would be even greater.

But that was clearly unrealistic; Chen Chen Sicheng wouldn't lack money for suspense films now, and they had already been filming for so long.

Investing in Wang Wang Wang Baoqiang’s movie was not bad either.

Thinking of this, Mu Chen felt a little excited.

He pretended to be indifferent and asked:

"What is Director Wang planning to film?"

What is Wang Wang Wang Baoqiang filming?

Chen Chen Sicheng shook his head:

"I heard he found a group of kids and wants to film some kind of fighting movie!"

"He won't listen to anyone. It would be better to just film a comedy, something he's good at. What's so good about filming fighting?"

"Small genre films have a low floor and not a high ceiling, and the audience won't buy it!"

"If he talks about sentiment, maybe it will become an art film while filming. It's fine if it's for awards, but as for money? Only a fool would film an art film!"

So although he had a good relationship with Wang Wang Wang Baoqiang, Chen Chen Sicheng only lent him a few million.

If it were a large investment, Chen Chen Sicheng wouldn't be willing.

After all, no one’s money comes from the wind.

He wasn't alone; one wrong decision would affect the entire company.

And when Mu Chen heard this, his heart was overjoyed.

That was the movie. Although in Mu Chen’s opinion, that movie wasn't that great.

But it had been tested by the market, and as long as it had box office and could make money, it was fine.

He just didn't know if the investment had been secured.

Mu Chen asked casually:

"So the money hasn't been raised yet?"

"Yeah, many people see the director’s glamour, but they don't see the director’s hardship behind the scenes."

"We also have to beg for investors everywhere, it's not that simple!"

"The main thing is Wang Wang Baoqiang’s previous incident; he doesn't have money himself, otherwise it wouldn't be so difficult."

For some reason, in front of Mu Chen, Chen Chen Sicheng complained endlessly.

He even complained about Wang Wang Wang Baoqiang’s failed marriage and failed judgment.

Perhaps many investors were also afraid that Wang Wang Wang Baoqiang would be blind when filming movies!

Regarding Wang Wang Wang Baoqiang’s marriage, Mu Chen could only say it was absurd.

Although he sighed in his heart, he had already obtained the information he wanted.

Mu Chen immediately brushed him off:

"Yeah, those with money are the bosses!"

"I'm going back first!"

After speaking, Mu Chen returned to his room without stopping.

He didn't care about Chen Chen Sicheng’s somewhat resentful eyes.

He was just getting to the fun part of the conversation!

After returning, Mu Chen’s excitement cooled down immediately.

Damn, even if he knew that movie could make money, so what?

Did he have money to invest?

With the less than 3 million he had in his hands now, he couldn't invest in anything.

Wang Wang Wang Baoqiang wouldn't really lack 3 million.

A loan?

Even if he mortgaged his house, with the way banks are, if he wanted to borrow tens of millions, he was afraid it wouldn't come through for months.

By then, it would be too late.

Borrowing money?

Who would lend to a man like him whom everyone avoids?

No, Da Da Mimi!

Da Da Mimi would be willing!

He still owed Da Da Mimi 92.5 million anyway.

Since that was the case, why not owe a bit more?

If he owed over a billion, he would be the boss then.

He just didn't know if Da Da Mimi would lend it to him.

Try it, he wouldn't lose a piece of meat.

Not making money when he saw the hope of making money would be pure stupidity.

At worst, he would sign a few more years of contract with Da Da Mimi.

Action speaks louder than words. Mu Chen picked up his phone and dialed the number he hadn't used in a long time.

After two beeps, the call was answered.

Da Da Mimi’s unique little milky voice came from the other side.

"Yo, Xiao Mu, how come you remembered to call your boss?"

Listening to Da Da Mimi’s teasing voice,

Mu Chen couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Xiao Mu?

This was the first time he had heard such a weird nickname.

Are you big?

It seemed she was indeed big.

Back in the day, when he watched *Mysterious Island*, his jaw didn't drop.

It just seemed that in this world, Da Da Mimi hadn't filmed that movie, and he hadn't heard that nickname for Da Da Mimi yet.

He dispelled his reverie.

Mu Chen coughed lightly and said somewhat embarrassedly:

"Boss, I want to borrow some more money!"

Da Da Mimi was sitting on the sofa in her hotel room, painting her nails, with the speakerphone on.

She had been secretly happy when she saw Mu Chen’s call.

Did this guy miss her?

Then she heard this sentence.

She felt terrible.