MTL - I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad-Chapter 523 521. Scout

   Chapter 523 521. Scouting

  Director's Club would like to mention 8 men and 1 woman...

   It seems a bit ambiguous.

   But the fact is that it is not bad.

  Different from Song Wen and the others, these Xu Xin's senior brothers and sisters did not have the capital to refuse the hands of Xiying Studio.

   And, they were quite happy.

  The response was very enthusiastic, and even asked Qi Lei if they could come to work here after graduation.

   Qi Lei gave positive feedback.

   After all, they are all "direct descendants" of Director Xu.

   Face must be given.

  In fact, the so-called circle is like this. In the beginning, what it gives you is definitely more than what you give back.

   But over time, this situation began to ebb and flow.

  Finally reach a balance.

  Wen Muye, Guo Fan and the others still don't see any value.

   But who knows five years from now, ten years from now?

   So it's not wrong to think of this as an investment transaction.

   However, in terms of this kind of investment, the return of state-owned factories is more stable than that of private enterprises.

  Private enterprises may take a turn for the worse in three to five years, and finally the tree falls and the monkeys disperse...

   But the state-run factories don't have to worry.

   Maybe these directors are gone, but it will still exist.

  So no matter what, you won’t lose money.

   Didn't eat with Qi Lei at night.

  The old man is flying to Nanjing tonight.

  The West Film Studio after the celebration is still lively, and the audience after the recording of "The Voice" is still shuttling through the audience passages in the factory area.

  Xu Xin and Zhang Mo walked all the way outside the factory.

   Just as she was approaching the door, she suddenly said:

   "Why did you persuade my dad to add placement ads?"

  She asked what she had been holding back for two days at this juncture.

  Xu Xin was not surprised.

   Didn't even bother to think about who told her.

   just smiled and said:

   "Because it works."

   "...?"

  Perhaps this answer was too perfunctory and sloppy, Zhang Mo didn't know how to answer for a while.

  But if it was before, she would definitely want to get to the bottom of it.

   But now...

"All right."

  Nodding simply, she made sure that Xu Xin wouldn't say much, so she didn't ask any more.

  She believed him.

   All the way back home, Yang Mi's dinner table has been packed.

   But there are no wheels for dinner tonight.

   It’s what my family eats together.

  After a simple family dinner, the old man who drank less than two taels of wine left with his daughter.

  "Jinling" is in preparation, he has to take his daughter to learn more about it.

   Then wait for "The Hawthorn Tree" to come out and start subtitles, and Zhang Mo will come back at that time.

  Xu Xin didn't send it to the airport either, but after sending the old man to the car, he closed the door and waved goodbye.

   And on the 3rd, it was also the last day the family stayed in Xi'an.

  After arriving home at noon on the 4th, Xu Xin didn't even drink his saliva at home, so he went straight to the company.

  The team of "A Bite of Tongue" is still waiting for him.

  He can probably stay in Yanjing for about ten days, and these ten days are when he, as the chief director, reviews the content of the episodes.

  During this period of time, "Bite of the Tongue" has accumulated a large number of things that need to be judged and decided by the director, and he must personally make the decisions. And this time, the small meeting was held on CCTV.

  By the way, let me report on the progress of "Bite of the Tongue".

   As for Yang Mi, there are actually a lot of things waiting for her in the company, but she ran to Daxing as soon as she got home.

Daxing Lixian, when they saw the hostess, Zaizai and Niuniu, who hadn’t seen each other for a long time, whimpered as if they were crying, and followed Yang Mi every step of the way, for fear that the hostess would disappear while playing. Don't be yourself.

  Yang Mi also misses the two little guys a lot, and just masturbates to them.

   And also observed carefully.

   It’s okay, Brother Qian’er definitely has nothing to say about the food.

  Zaizai and Niuniu are better than before they were sent away, both in coat color and body shape.

   Sure enough, the German Shepherd really had to slip.

  Yu Xing is not at the racecourse today.

  Deyun Club is now in full swing, performing one after another.

  She didn't stay any longer, and got into the car directly with the two dogs.

  Back to Shuangwei who had been away for several months.

  When the boss came back, the employees of the company naturally cheered up.

   Then I saw two dog bodyguards clearing the way, and Miss Mi, who was wearing big sunglasses, walked into her office like a gust of wind.

  In less than two minutes, executives from various departments of the company walked in with the documents in their hands.

   It's not just Xu Xin who has a backlog of work, but also her side.

  If you can handle it by phone, you can handle it by phone, but there are some procedures that need to be signed by the boss before they can be filed. When Sister Mi comes back, I quickly get everything done.

   As a result, Yang Mi's big office was overcrowded.

  The sofas, reception chairs, and even the tea seats were full of people.

   Looking at so many people, Yang Mi said:

   "Tingting, book a private room for shabu-shabu, it may be late today, and the time can be a little later."

  After deciding what to eat for lunch, the others come one by one.

   As the saying goes, food and grass go first before the arrival of the three armies.

  Everyone defaults to the most financial matters, let’s talk about it first.

  So, Yang Mi saw a lot of bills, which were placed in front of her.

  Although there are many, but she is not sloppy, one ticket at a time.

   From time to time, I would ask some questions about the money on these bills, and the finance department answered them very well.

  Until...she saw a repayment note signed by Nazha.

  One hundred thousand yuan.

   "This money...?"

  Yang Mi was a little puzzled.

  The accountant glanced at the repayment note in the boss's hand, and said quickly:

   "The girl named Nazha you ordered delivered it on the 27th."

   “…she paid back the money?”

  Yang Mi looked puzzled.

   Finance nodded:

   "Yes, when I came here, it was a gift of cash. One bundle, 100,000, is still in the company's big safe. I said I am sorry to disturb you, and I will return part of it first."

   "...?"

  In May, on the night of the Yanjing College Student Film Festival, Yang Mi remembered that she had told her personally that she would pay back the money with her film salary.

  Didn't my brother tell her too? Only film repayment is accepted.

  This girl... why did she still get a hundred thousand yuan?

   After thinking about it, she asked:

   "Has she asked for money during this time?"

"No."

  Financial shakes his head:

   "Since you brought the 800,000 IOU last time, you haven't asked for it anymore."

   "..."

  Yang Mi thought for a while, then turned to Sun Ting and said:

   "Tingting, go give her a call and ask what's going on, what's going on with the money."

   "Okay, sister."

  Sun Ting responded, turned her head and walked out the door.

  Back to her office, she directly dialed Nazha's phone number.

  The phone was connected quickly, and a panting voice sounded:

   "Hi, Miss Tingting, hello. I'm Nazha~"

   "Hmm, hello...are you exercising?"

   Sun Ting was a little confused.

   "Ah, no, I... I'm in a hurry..."

   Nazha panted, trying to calm her breathing:

   "A ribbon-cutting event just ended this morning, and I still have a... a clothing display... It's a bit late now, I'm running..."

"Well…"

   Sun Ting checked the time.

  10:50.

   It's almost 11 o'clock.

  After thinking about it, she said:

   "Then what time do you finish at noon?"

   "Hurry up, there are 4 sets of clothes in total, about... a little after 12 o'clock. Sister Tingting, what's the matter? It's okay...you say...I'm listening."

   "It's fine for now, how about this, you can contact me after noon, sister Mi is looking for you."

"ah?"

  In Sun Ting's ears, the girl's movements were trembling.

   looks flustered:

   "Mi... Miss Mi is looking for me? Is there something wrong?"

   "You should be busy with activities first, and contact me at noon."

   "Uh... ok... ok."

   "Well, let's get busy first, I'm hanging up."

  Sun Ting hung up the phone and returned to Yang Mi's office.

   "Sister, she is rushing to the playground. I told her to contact me after noon."

"good."

  Yang Mi responded:

   "I'll deal with the matter here first, and you will remind me later."

"OK."

  …

   Deal with things without saying too much, and say a lot less.

  As for the things that piled up together, Yang Mi will mention them if necessary, and sign and file them directly if there are no problems.

   But this busy, it's time to eat.

   But no one said "order first" words.

  There are so many things here, the boss must want to deal with them in one go.

   Around 12:30, Sun Ting's phone vibrated.

  She looked down and saw a message from Nazha:

   "Sister Tingting, is it convenient for you to call now?"

"Hold on."

  The finance, personnel, and business affairs here are almost over, and the training will come soon.

  She is one of the persons in charge, but she has not been in the company in recent months, so I have to listen to the latest situation with Yang Mi.

   And this listening took another half an hour.

  At the beginning of 1 o'clock, everything was finally dealt with.

  Yang Mi rubbed her belly and got up quickly:

   "Tingting, let's go! I'm starving to death! Are you done booking?"

   "Ordered."

  Sun Ting nodded, Cheng Hu helped her carry the bag, and the three walked out together.

   In the past few months after leaving Yanjing, Yang Mi has nothing else to do, except that she wants to eat two things.

  One is shabu-shabu, and the other is sugar pancakes from the breakfast shop in Shijia Hutong.

  I definitely won’t be able to eat breakfast today, but I can have it tomorrow when I go to see the progress of the house renovation.

  But the shabu-shabu must be given such a hard meal today.

   While walking, Sun Ting said:

   "Sister, Sister Zeng made an appointment with Shen Teng and the others in the afternoon. It's 2:30... Would you like to change the time?"

   "Change it to 3 o'clock. I want to have a good meal today!"

   "Do you want to ask Brother Xu?"

   "I don't care about him, let him eat in the CCTV cafeteria! I don't even know what time he came back today, and there are a lot of things..."

  Yang Mi's pace was fast, and she went straight to the elevator all the way.

   Really thinking hard.

   I really want to eat that bite.

   While Sun Ting hurriedly followed, she sent a message to Zeng Jia telling her about the postponement of the meeting.

   After sending out, the three of them also got into the elevator.

  Sun Ting remembered about Nazha, and said quickly:

   "Sister, shall I contact Nazha?"

   "Oh yes... and her. Call and ask what happened to the money."

"OK."

  Sun Ting dialed Nazha directly in the elevator.

   But they were on the phone over there, but they didn't get through.

   At this time, the elevator also came to the basement.

   After getting in the car, Yang Mi leaned on the seat of the commercial car and closed her eyes to rest.

  After dealing with so many things in the morning, she also has a headache.

   After leaving the basement, Sun Ting called Nazha again.

  It got through this time.

   But Nazha, who answered the phone, seemed to be in a low mood:

   "Hello, Miss Tingting..."

   "Well, are you done?"

   "Yes, it's over."

   "Okay, Miss Mi wants me to ask you, what happened to the 100,000 yuan."

   "Uh...that..."

  Nazha hesitated for a moment before saying:

   "That's the money to sell the house."

  Yang Mi moved her ears and opened her slightly tired eyes.

   expressed concern about this matter.

   And Sun Ting is her right-hand man, whether it is Brother Xu who said that the money is only accepted for the film, or the IOU, she knows it all.

  Seeing that my sister opened her eyes, she understood the meaning and asked directly:

   "Didn't Brother Xu say that the money is only repaid by film salary? What's the matter with your 100,000 yuan?"

  Hearing this, Yang Mi closed her eyes again.

   "Mi... Is sister Mi angry?"

  Nazha's voice was a little nervous.

  Sun Ting did not answer, but continued to ask:

   "What's with the money?"

"My mother insisted on giving it to me... My father is still waiting for an organ, and the hospital said it will take about three or four months. Then... someone wanted my house, so I sold it. It was sold for 330,000 yuan. My mother and I said Yes, I said that I would become an actor in the future, and I would use my film salary to repay Director Xu and Sister Mi. But my mother disagreed, saying that since I have some money now...we must pay back some...Although it is not much, it is a matter of attitude."

   Speaking of this, she paused and added:

   "We still have the money, Miss Tingting."

  Hearing this, Sun Ting glanced at Yang Mi again.

   Seeing that Sister Mi was still resting with her eyes closed, but she didn't nod or shake her head, she thought for a while and continued to ask:

   "Then you don't have a house now?"

   "Uh... I still have a bungalow in my hometown... It's enough..."

  Hearing this, seeing that Miss Mi remained silent, Sun Ting continued:

   "Why are you in such a rush to sell the house? Sister Mi and Brother Xu didn't rush you. Besides, isn't the cost enough? The hospital bill doesn't cost much..."

   "..."

  Nazha was silent for a while, and said:

"Mom has to take care of Dad. We rented a small house next to the hospital, and we usually have to spend it... And I have to prepare for my tuition... It's okay, Sister Tingting, we still have a house in our hometown. You don't have to worry... "

   "Ask her if she has eaten."

  Finally, Yang Mi spoke.

   But still did not open his eyes, just sighed after asking this question:

   "Oh...send her the address and let her come to eat."

  Sun Ting nodded silently:

   "Sister Mi asked you to come to dinner, I will send you the address, have you eaten yet?"

   "..."

  Nazha looked at the bowl of fried pancakes in front of her...

   hurriedly said:

"No."

   "Then come here."

"OK."

   "Well, hang up."

  Hung up the phone, Nazha looked at the steaming pancakes in front of her, and raised her hand to the proprietress of the snack shop:

   "Hi, boss, I'm packing."

  The shopping mall clothing show she participated in was in the CBD, and the food here is so expensive.

  A fried pancake costs fifteen.

   cannot be wasted.

  Take it home and warm it up, you can still eat it at night.

   Soon, the proprietress came over with a plastic bag. After Nazha wrapped the fried cakes herself, she put another plastic bag on them, wrapped the fried cakes tightly, and put them in her schoolbag.

  Not to mention this fried pancake...the taste is quite fragrant.

  She walked out quickly and looked at the address sent by Sister Tingting.

  Donglaishun?

  Is it far?

   Not far away, just three or four subway stops away.

   During this period of time, she has almost touched the roads in Yanjing, and she quickly ran towards the subway station.

  The time just caught up with a subway.

   At noon, the carriage was a little crowded.

  Nazha had just found a suitable position when she heard a sniffing noise from someone next to her.

   subconsciously turned his head...

  A couple.

  While smelling it, the boy muttered to his girlfriend next to him:

   "Who has fried pancakes? I don't know if eating is not allowed in the subway..."

   "..."

  Nazha turned her head silently.

   Indeed, this pancake is very fragrant...

  …

   "Sister, Nazha is here."

   "Well, take her here... It's okay, I'll save the meat for you."

  In the steaming hot box, Yang Mi said while copying with chopsticks, most of the plate of hand-cut mutton was taken away.

  Sun Ting couldn't laugh or cry.

  Did not dare to say Yang Mi, so I could only make a joke with Cheng Hu:

   "Brother Hu, save some meat for me."

   Cheng Hu was also speechless.

   After taking a look, there was only one third of the hand-cut mutton left, and he muttered:

   "When did Donglaishun's meat get served so slowly?"

   "We are too hungry."

  Yang Mi said while throwing a candied garlic into her mouth.

   Or say she is a foodie.

   Didn't even throw up the skin.

   After crunching into the mouth, the meat also turned pink.

   This is the tenderest time.

  The mutton will be cooked after blanching it in water, but don't let it turn white.

  White is old.

  When it’s powdery, pick it up with a chopstick and dip it in more sesame sauce... oh, this bite...

   "Hoo..."

   Looking up to the sky, her eyes are full of happiness.

  Hey, absolutely!

   While eating, Nazha and Sun Ting walked in together.

   "Well, come on, sit down quickly..."

  Yang Mi smiled and beckoned, motioning for Nazha to sit down.

   Although a little impolite.

   After all, you called others to come over, but you ate ahead of time...

   But that's the truth.

  If Nazha came in and heard the words "I've been waiting for you for a long time", then her meal would be even worse.

  So, this is just right.

   After all, the small copper pot has already been set up for her.

  But just as she was seated, Yang Mi suddenly moved her nose...

  Looking at Nazha with a puzzled face:

   "Did you come over after dinner?"

   "Uh...no."

   "Then why do I smell fried pancakes?... If you are full after eating, don't pretend to be fake, don't get indigestion."

   She said:

   "Did you eat it?"

   "Nothing to eat, Miss Mi..."

  Being looked at by Yang Mi's eyes, she couldn't arouse the interest of lying, so she quickly shook her head and said:

   "I originally ordered a pancake, but I received a call from Sister Tingting...It's a pity that I lost it. I packed it."

   "Is that so..."

  Yang Mi looked at the girl carefully.

   Fried cake oil is big.

   Oil is not tasty.

  The girl doesn't look much different.

  It shows that the figure management is not bad, it must be hard work.

  So without asking too much, he said:

   "Then hurry up and eat. Chat while eating~"

   "Thank you, sister."

"Um."

  The meal for three people became four people.

   Soon, the waiter brought in two more hand-cut dishes.

  Dong Laishun is famous for its knife skills.

  So, she basically doesn’t order mutton rolls and beef rolls when she eats shabu-shabu.

  Cut by hand, serve one after another.

   "What have you been up to lately?"

   Eating meat with a sesame sauce bowl, she asked.

  Nazha subconsciously put down her chopsticks...

   "Eating and chatting."

  Hearing this, Nazha picked up the chopsticks again, and said respectfully:

   "I'm working part-time...playing for others."

   "...Hand in? The bar kind?"

  Yang Mi was a little taken aback.

   "No no no, it's not."

  Nazha quickly shook her head:

   "It's clothing, people go to the store to act as clothing models, and then take the job of catwalks..."

  Hearing this, Yang Mi had no other reaction, just asked:

   "Then you didn't get up very early?"

  She knows the job of a fashion model that Nazha said.

   There are several large clothing wholesale markets in Yanjing, and they all open early.

  Basically, the doors open at 6 o'clock, and then a group of shopkeepers from other places or various boutiques go there to pick up clothes.

  In order to attract business, the bosses of the wholesale market will find model girls and recruit people in front of the store wearing their own clothes.

   I paid a lot of money, but it was hard work.

  The store opens at 6:00 in the morning, and they usually arrive at the store after putting on their makeup at 5:30.

   Then take turns recruiting people at the door of the store.

  Don't ask Yang Mi why she knows.

  She also did this job in high school in order to gain experience facing audiences.

   But after working for a few days, I felt that there were always some old men taking advantage of me, so I quit.

   After hearing this, Nazha nodded subconsciously:

   "It's okay... It's okay to go to bed early, the main reason is that you pay a lot..."

   "How much is a game?"

   "I can get three hundred."

"Well."

  Yang Mi observed the girl and nodded:

   "You're worth the price."

   without any ambiguity.

  The little girl is indeed beautiful, that's all right.

   Then, she asked while cooking the meat:

   "Just one game a day?"

   "Yes, two games are too late. Then come out of the market, and go to pick up other jobs, such as a company opening, need a hostess, or car models...all of them."

   "..."

  Hearing this, Yang Mi knew that the little girl was really working hard.

   This made her impression of this girl a little better.

  So, she pointed to the hands on the table to cut the mutton:

   "Let's eat, eat more, don't you still have work in the afternoon?"

   "Yes... Thank you, Miss Mi."

"Um."

  Yang Mi responded, not mentioning the one hundred thousand yuan.

   Not necessary.

  If you mention it again, it will kill the girl's efforts.

   That's it, it's fine.

   After Nazha bowed her head to eat, after a few seconds, she suddenly said:

   "Sister Mi, can I ask something...about the film and television industry?"

   "Ask, what's wrong?"

"Just... two days ago, a person who claimed to be a scout suddenly called me and said he wanted to meet with me... I refused. But he called me several times in the past two days... I... don't know What should I do?"

"Scout?"

  Yang Mi was stunned for a moment, her first reaction was:

   "Has your admission information been leaked?"

"…ah?"

  Looking at Nazha's suspicious gaze, Yang Mi waved her hand:

"It's okay, don't worry about it. Every year, scouts use various channels to find freshmen in various universities, trick you into signing a long-term contract, and then resell your contract to some entertainment companies to make profits. Often Things, you will know when you start school, scouts are blocking Beiying's door. Don't bother, you are not a good person."

  Hearing this, Nazha nodded first, but she was a little worried, and asked:

   "Will that offend him... He said he was a scout for the Tang people..."

   "..."

  Yang Mi's mouth twitched.

   But, even if it was about the Tang people, she didn't think too deeply.

  Because in the scouting industry, the rhetoric to Xiaomeng newcomers is actually the same. When you get a business card, it's either Huayi or Tang Ren, or Huanrui, Rong Xinda and the like...

   Too normal.

   Otherwise, how can you appear to be "high-end".

   So all too common.

   Then continue to shake his head:

"It's okay, you don't need to talk about it. You debut now, you don't know anything, what will you do in the future? Be a vase for others? What's more, this kind of name is pulled out of a big company, saying that you are a regular scout for some company... This is It is the most useful deception for newcomers. Those who are specially fooling you, don’t bother.”

"…Okay, I know."

   "Well, learn in a down-to-earth manner, become a good actor, have good looks and acting skills, and you won't worry about making money in the future, just don't worry."

  She smiled and sent an encouragement to Nazha's heart.

  (end of this chapter)