Chapter 551: Chapter 551: 260 Capital (Second update)

Chapter 551: 260 Capital (Second update)

Ming Jing didn’t ask her how it went, instead, she unscrewed the lid of the water bottle and handed it to her.

Ye Zhen took it and took a sip to moisten her throat. Her eyes sparkled with confidence and mischief.

She blinked at Ming Jing, leaning in to whisper, “I saw Qu Feitai inside.”

Ming Jing’s lashes remained still as she looked down and replied indifferently, “And then?”

“According to my analysis, he can’t possibly act. The most likely possibility is he’s in charge of the movie’s music, which makes him part of the main creative team.”

Apart from the actors, the director, editors, post-production staff, special effects team, prop department, music team, all are part of the main creative team for a movie.

Ming Jing glanced at her watch. “Let’s wait for Xiao Lan to come out and have lunch together.”

Ye Zhen nodded. “Xiao Lan should be fine. She is Director Yu’s type.”

And it’s not just one leading actress in a movie, there’s also the role of the female comrade who secretly loves Xiao Hang and the role of the little sister, both of which have quite a few scenes and opportunities for development in the film.

After sizing them all up, she concluded that none of the others auditioning seemed good enough.

The only real competition should be Lan Huixin.

Lan Huixin is an artist Qing Zheng wants to sign and is also a friend of Ming Jing’s. If she got the lead role, Ye Zhen would genuinely be happy for her.

After all, in terms of “spiritual energy,” compared to Lan Huixin, she falls a bit short.

Spiritual energy is the wind of nature, the clouds floating in the sky, every visible flower—it’s real and free, naturally perfect.

Having experienced a lifetime of ups and downs, her mindset is no longer that of a young girl, no matter how hard she tries, she can’t act that natural vibrancy.

Fortunately, the age of Ming Xin helps to make up for this deficiency, but Lan Huixin is more distinguished in terms of appearance and bone structure. As an aesthetic master, Yu Dawei’s primary consideration is the three-dimensional sense of the actor on the big screen, and in this regard, Lan Huixin has a very prominent advantage.

The wait for Lan Huixin had been longer than Ye Zhen’s. Many people had already left and the entrance was quiet.

Only Xiao Wenwen was still waiting.

At that moment, a young boy in white came out through the door, yawning lazily and stretching opulently.

“So boring, I knew I wouldn’t have come,” the boy murmured.

“Ming Jing?” Seeing Ming Jing, the boy instantly perked up, excitedly running over.

“What are you doing here?”

“I’m here for my sister’s audition.”

“Your sister?” Bai Ziyan’s gaze fell on Ye Zhen.

“So she’s your sister.” Bai Ziyan looked at Ye Zhen curiously.

“Have you acted before?”

Ye Zhen didn’t want to lie, but admitting that she had never acted was more than her thick skin could bear.

So she remained silent.

At this moment, Wu Chao stood up and said, “Let’s discuss the casting later. We’ve worked hard all morning; allow me to treat everyone to a meal.”

Zhou Zhengru and Qu Feitai, two giants in their industry, only agreed to come out of respect for Yu Dawei. Otherwise, an established artist to guide a novice? A leading musician in the music industry to serve as musical director?

No other film crew would have such a luxury.

Of course, it’s a significant gamble. In any case, Yu Dawei has the guts.

The group left through the back door, when Yu Dawei suddenly thought of something and stopped, “Where is Ziyan?”

Qu Feitai said, “Mr. Bai bumped into a friend.” He looked at Wu Chao, “Mr. Wu, would you mind if we added a few more to our party?”

Wu Chao hurriedly replied, “Of course I don’t mind. Mr. Bai’s friends are my friends. The more people, the more lively, right?”

A friend of Mr. Bai’s would undoubtedly be no ordinary person. In this industry, networking is crucial, and expanding one’s network is typically done over various dining tables.

Yu Dawei frowned and looked at Qu Feitai.

What decent friends could this kid have made?

However, seeing Qu Feitai’s nonchalant look, Yu Dawei knew he had his own plans and said nothing more.

At this time, Mr. Wu received a call and came over to say, “Director Yu, the representatives from the investors and the production companies have arrived. I think they’re planning to join us for lunch.”

Yu Dawei, who was unamused by these capitalists, appeared impatient, “Are they not giving up?”

Yu Dawei was referring to them trying to cram people into the film.

Wu Chao was embarrassed: “If all the roles are set, the investors should have nothing to say.”

Yu Dawei frowned, “Dealing with investors is your job. I am only responsible for creating a good film, don’t let these trivial matters affect me.”

Since Yu Dawei fell ill, his personality had softened significantly. It seemed like everyone had almost forgotten about the explosive person he was in his youth.

He was known to berate actors until they shut down.

Mr. Wu hurriedly nodded agreement, feeling sandwiched between the two sides.

Qu Feitai heard the mention of investors and frowned, “Uncle Yu, I think we’re going to sit this one out.”

Yu Dawei waved his hand.

Wu Chao, seeing Qu Feitai about to leave, appeared anxious. Qu Feitai was a major asset amongst the investors- he could not leave.

Yu Dawei seemed to see through his thoughts, giving him a cold glance, “What? Are you planning to have Qu Feitai accompany the investors for a drink? Continue to help you raise funds?”

Having caught a glimpse of the unique relationship between Qu Feitai and Yu Dawei, Wu Chao quickly responded, “Director, you don’t understand. This film uses a lot of special effects that burn through money. No one would complain about having too much money.”

Yu Dawei snorted, “Asking Qu Feitai to raise funds, you certainly have some wild ideas.” He walked away, shaking his head.

Zhou Zhengru watched Qu Feitai leave with a thoughtful look.

Wu Chao looked at Zhou Zhengru, his last hope.

Zhou Zhengru smiled gently, “Feitai is certainly not suitable for this, I will do it.”

He learned a crucial lesson from Xue An.

Stars or actors are nothing more than chess pieces in the hands of capitalists, ready to be discarded at any moment, unless you become one of the capitalists.