Chapter 59

After finishing the drinks, it was already very late; Chen Zhixi couldn't drive and couldn't return home at night, so she had to find a hotel to stay for the night.

The negotiations went too smoothly; they hadn't expected China Film Group to make any trouble at all—they'd simply thought the industry was more corrupt than it was.

But the industry is still the same industry; China Film Group just doesn't belong in this world!

Early the next morning, the two were in the car, Fang Hong in the passenger seat, joking: "Congratulations, your investment succeeded—you've been promoted to a rich woman."

"Hahaha!"

Chen Zhixi drove, grinning broadly, extremely happy.

She paused before saying: "How can I compare to you? You made a profit with zero capital!"

She invested one million in this film, plus took on the role of Producer, entitling her to a 20% share—roughly 8.6 million yuan in returns.

That's an eightfold return, and she successfully produced the film—effectively gaining fame and achieving success.

Additionally, the Support Fund invested two million yuan for a 20% share.

The Support Fund only invested; it didn't participate in production, so it gets only this much share.

Fang Hong, as investor, screenwriter, director, and lead actor, gets 60%, which is over 25.89 million yuan.

Liu Tianxian's three million yuan loan to him counts as his investment!

Even if he repays Liu Tianxian and settles her acting fee, Fang Hong still walks away with over twenty million yuan in returns—he's essentially risen from rags to riches overnight.

"You can't envy me—I have a woman supporting me behind the scenes. Why don't you find a man to support you?" Fang Hong chuckled.

"I don't rely on men—I rely on myself," Chen Zhixi said with clear determination.

Fang Hong seemed to remember something and asked: "Hey, seriously, what's your relationship with Pan Yueming?"

He noticed their relationship was quite close and wondered whether he should warn the man about his domestic affairs.

According to the timeline, it should've already happened—only the parties involved didn't know yet.

"I won't tell you!" Chen Zhixi glanced at him.

Fine, he didn't care about others' family matters—he just wanted to warn Chen Zhixi, then let her pass it on.

But then again, if Chen Zhixi passed it on, someone might accuse her of being a third party, stirring up trouble in someone else's marriage, and she'd get dragged into scandal.

Let it be—let nature take its course!

Let go of the urge to help—respect others' destinies!

When the car reached the set, Chen Zhixi didn't return to the set; she still had financial matters to handle, so she only dropped Fang Hong off.

"Buy a car already—why do I keep having to pick you up and drop you off?" Chen Zhixi complained.

"Hey, I just realized—not buying a car isn't so bad; I always have a personal driver," Fang Hong said, stepping out and resting his hand on the car door.

"Fine, next time I'll drop you in the middle of the road and make you walk home!" Chen Zhixi started the car.

They were just joking.

"Wait—I have something to tell you," Fang Hong said seriously.

Chen Zhixi also became serious: "What is it?"

"Come work as General Manager at my company—what do you say?" Fang Hong was serious now; previously, he'd only half-joked and never formally proposed it.

Sometimes, jokes are hard to take seriously!

"Yutu Company General Manager? That sounds nice—remember to pay me," Chen Zhixi started the car.

That was an acceptance—she'd already agreed long ago, she'd just never formally discussed it before.

Besides, they'd worked together so well, starting from nothing; she was the first founding member—there was no reason not to accept.

"Wait a bit longer," Fang Hong said.

"What now? I'm a busy Chairman," Chen Zhixi sighed.

"Wait until the money arrives—help me buy the adaptation rights for the novel 'To Our Youth,' and set up the post-production team," Fang Hong instructed.

This novel was published in 2009—only one year since release—and the copyright hadn't been sold yet.

Buy the copyright under Yutu Company's name.

Set up the post-production team now, so that once '33 Days of Missing You' finishes shooting, we can immediately move into post-production with no gap.

That way, we won't have to spend money hiring outsiders!

Chen Zhixi asked: "So, you want to adapt this novel into a film?"

"Yes—our next film," Fang Hong said.

It really was one film after another; Chen Zhixi didn't object, but replied: "Fine. Anything else?"

"That's all—go ahead," Fang Hong stepped back, making room.

Chen Zhixi started the car and sped off.

The money issue was now settled—even if the funds hadn't arrived yet, the path was clear, so Fang Hong could focus on filming.

He arrived at the set and saw a crowd gathered, shouting and arguing.

They'd only been gone one day, and the set was already falling apart.

He walked closer and stood behind the crowd, seeing Yu Xian standing to the side, while Liu Tianxian faced Yang Zi—the two seemed to be in some tension.

He tapped the shoulder of the person in front: "What's going on?"

Lu Dabo turned around, saw it was the Principal, and replied: "This woman's acting like a diva—Yifei is trying to talk to her."

This man had always worked in production support on the set.

Fang Hong recalled—Yang Zi didn't seem like this kind of person; in his past life, he hadn't heard much about her having such issues.

Liu Tianxian's expression was displeased: "You said you weren't feeling well and needed a car to pick you up—I used my own car to bring you here. What more do you want?"

"I said I wasn't feeling well and couldn't shoot today—I only gave you that excuse because you insisted on bringing me here. Now you're taking it seriously? Fine, I'll shoot—but your production must provide a luxury vehicle; I need privacy." Yang Zi demanded.

"You're making things difficult for us—we're just a small crew. Where are we supposed to get you a luxury vehicle?" Yu Xian said.

Liu Tianxian had one, but she wouldn't give it up—this woman was clearly pushing her luck.

Yang Zi's face was cold. Crossing her arms, she said, "That's not my problem. If you can't meet my demands, then tear up the contract."

"If you won't film, then get out!"

The voice came from behind. The crowd turned and saw Fang Hong gesture to the staff member beside him.

The staff member stepped aside to clear a path and called out, "Principal."

Fang Hong gave a slight nod and said as he walked, "Our production's conditions are limited. If your demands are too high, there's nothing we can do."

"When you first invited me, why didn't you make that clear?" Yang Zi turned her head to look at the newcomer.

She wasn't afraid of this person — wasn't he just someone who'd risen by copying others?

"I invited you here to act, not to be a young lady served hand and foot," Fang Hong said.

The words themselves sounded fine, but people with dirty minds twisted them and couldn't help snickering.

"Young lady" originally just meant the daughter of a wealthy family.

In fact, that was exactly what Fang Hong meant — nothing else.

But seeing the reactions of the people around her, Yang Zi assumed Fang Hong was cursing her and demanded sharply, "Who are you calling a young lady?"

"Think whatever you like. Either you film老老实实, or you get out," Fang Hong said.

"Why should I leave? You're the ones who invited me here." Yang Zi was getting worked up too.

She'd just said she didn't want to film and wanted out of the contract, and now she refused to leave — she wanted people to beg her, but even if they begged, she still wouldn't film.

Fang Hong could roughly guess what was going on. In his past life, he'd read about this woman's exploits.

In his past life, this woman, for the sake of resources, had signed with a certain agency, become the female lead, and the moment the drama finished airing, had her family help her break the contract.

When the other party went to confront her — what do you mean by this? — she said, "I don't know anything about it!"

Later she pulled the same trick again, signing with another film and television company for resources, and the moment filming and airing were done, she immediately broke the contract with them too.

Just like that — three agencies in three years!

In other words, she'd go with whoever could give her quality resources. Her tricks ran deep!

If he wasn't mistaken, there was probably someone behind the scenes luring her with profit. In 2010, which company did this woman sign with again?

Huayi!

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(End of chapter)