Chapter 91: Money is Hated When Used

June 22, 2002, *Whiplash* set at the Central Conservatory of Music.

Today is the scheduled wrap-up date, but director Seeing Lu Kuan is a bit absent-minded.

Qiu Yuanxu and Tian Zhuangzhuang from the Youth Film Studio are here to suppress the formation today.

The latter is the producer of *Whiplash*, who helped him contact the filming team of the Youth Film Studio and pass the film review, which can be considered a promotion for the younger generation.

"Little Lu, what are you dazing about?"

Tian Zhuangzhuang was smoking, two white dragons sprayed from his nasal cavity, and his furrowed face was shrouded in a mist.

"Yes, it's easy to wrap up, why are you looking worried."

Qiu Yuanxu was also very puzzled. Even when the crew was targeted by the idlers found by Zhang Tianshuo, he had never seen this expression.

Boss Lu just untied his tight eyebrows, smiled and handed a cigarette to Tian Zhuangzhuang, and glanced at Old Qiu's excited face.

You just laugh, Old Qiu, it's better that your Youth Film Studio is going to work for nothing this time...

That's right, at 2:30 this afternoon, Gwangju, South Korea, the 1/4 final between the Koreans and Spain officially started, and the first half just ended.

It was a safe and sound draw.

In this day and age, mobile phones cannot watch scores in real time. He found a crew member to report to him in real time in front of the TV.

Boss Lu's 4 million passed the 48 minutes safely, and Joaquin's free kick in the three minutes of stoppage time almost scared him to pee...

The phone in his pocket trembled, Seeing Lu Kuan was startled.

Why is it this kid Zhang Ruoyun?

Seeing Lu Kuan signaled to Tian Zhuangzhuang and walked out of the set.

"Hey? If you have something to say, hurry up!"

He was afraid that the one reporting the score wouldn't be able to call in, urging Little Zhang to let go of his fart quickly.

Zhang Ruoyun was clear in his speech, and he shook Boss Lu's mind with a white talk.

Liu Zeyu, Tangren, Wang Yongle, 1 million, the transfer agreement was not signed, this information was enough for him to make a decision.

"Little Zhang, you have been smart since you were a child!"

"Study hard, and act in my play in the future!"

"Okay, Director Lu! Filming is more interesting than my dad and the others filming TV series!"

High school student Zhang Ruoyun almost excitedly exposed his whereabouts in the room.

"Hehe, okay, I'll hang up first."

Seeing Lu Kuan twisted the cigarette butt on the sole of his shoe and dialed the phone again.

"Wenwen, how much cash is in the company account now?"

"More than 1.5 million."

Damn! Money is hated when used.

During this period, the blog's customer growth was too rapid. Part of the liquidated damages paid by Emperor Group was swallowed by server costs and ground promotion costs, and part was taken by Boss Lu to bet on the ball.

The 4 million in hand originally allocated 1 million to the *Blind Shaft* crew, and purchased film shooting consumables and paid part of the Youth Film Studio staff wages.

There were also 600,000 foreign debts of the big fool senior brother, and the share capital that needed to be paid to Cheng Jingfei and Liu Yifei's mother for buying shares in Red Star Dock was delayed.

The remaining 1.5 million was the last bullet.

What to do? Find a few good sisters to transform?

"Boss, are you still there?"

Sun Wenwen's inquiry brought him back to his senses.

Seeing Lu Kuan looked at his watch, 3:35 PM Beijing time, the second half had started for 2 minutes...

Bet! Damn Koreans, you have to be competitive!

"You immediately contact to take out all the cash, I will let President Zhuang cooperate with you, and go directly to Wang Yongle to get the adaptation rights at all costs."

Sun Wenwen was stunned: "Boss, didn't you say from Liu Bei..."

"There is a ghost, the transaction is cancelled!"

"Zhang Jian has sent someone to contact, their price is 1 million, you decide within 3 million, be sure to get the adaptation rights!"

"Yes, President Lu!" Sun Wenwen agreed very dryly.

Seeing Lu Kuan put down the phone, hesitated for a long time, and still didn't call Mei Yanfang.

Human feelings are very fragile.

Apart from the close relationship with Mei Yanfang, she pointed out the disease to him, and she gave him a reward of 3 million without blinking, and contacted Hong Kong resources and participated in the cameo for free, helping to promote the blog, and she was already not thin to him.

He won the bet and everything was easy to say. If he lost the bet, and then opened his mouth to borrow money, the sense of trust would collapse at a touch.

Seeing Lu Kuan believed that Mei Yanfang would agree to his request, but the relationship was not handled like that.

"Seeing Lu Kuan, what are you dazing about!"

Liu Yifei patted him from behind coldly.

Liu Yifei's mother pretended to teach her daughter: "Call the director on the set, no big or small."

She just said that, Seeing Lu Kuan didn't get angry when he joked casually when he wasn't working.

Once he arrived at the set, he basically evolved into a Tyrannosaurus rex. Don't be caught by anyone, otherwise it would be a hair dryer.

Boss Lu came back to his senses, the decision had been made, and he was not so anxious.

"Little Liu, what are you doing here when your play is over, rubbing the wrap-up banquet?"

"You can eat too much, pay for yourself at night, our crew is small, and we can't afford you."

Liu Yifei wrinkled her cute nose and said coquettishly: "Such a big director, no promise at all, crying poor every day!"

Boss Lu glanced at her. It's not because you are too weak now, you have no ability to make money, delaying me from eating soft rice!

Throwing the distracting thoughts out of his mind, he must complete the final filming now.

Watching Seeing Lu Kuan sit in front of the monitor, the scene was quiet for a moment, all actors were in place, ready to finish the last segment in this conservatory auditorium.

Teacher Zhuang Zhong cheated the drummer Xu Huan into the band, and in front of everyone, he played him a trick, didn't give him the score, he wanted to make Xu Huan lose face in such a music hall and lose his pursuit of dreams forever.

Or explode in silence and truly become the next jazz drum master Charlie Parker.

Seeing Lu Kuan sat in front of the monitor, watching the depressed Zhou Jielun return, returned to the center of the stage, interrupted Zhuang Zhong's speech, and then returned to his position to start knocking his own tune.

At this moment, there was no one in his eyes, only himself and the jazz drum.

Ning Hao followed Seeing Lu Kuan's requirements to give skull light and slightly soft stage follow light, and instantly everything in the picture was blurred, leaving only one person and one drum.

Zhuang Zhong was surprisingly not angry, watching Xu Huan, who was gradually entering the state and even somewhat possessed, with an appreciative expression in his eyes, and commanded the band to start cooperating.

Xu Huan's drumsticks knocked faster and faster, and there was more and more hot sweat on his face. The whole theater was shocked by his performance, and Zhuang Zhong's emotions were also brought to the peak of explosion.

Seeing Lu Kuan sent another photographer to shoulder-carry a shoulder-to-shoulder shot from behind Feng Yuanzheng, pushing straight to Zhou Jielun who was completely immersed in the performance.

Then it became his close-up medium shot, until the first drum point exploded like a stone-breaking sky in Zhou Jielun's hands...

Not crazy, not alive.

"Stop!"

Seeing Lu Kuan quickly reviewed this climax plot again. Feng Yuanzheng and Zhou Jielun's emotions were completely exploded in this paragraph, showing the smoothest performance and the most perfect opponent play cooperation since the start of filming.

Seeing Lu Kuan looked at everyone who was staring at him nervously, and smiled brightly: "This one passed, wrap up!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 92 =====