You continue to play [Rebirth]

Chapter 65

This day Liang Xiaoniao finally got his wish and peeled the crabs for A Mu, and the whole person was bursting with joy.

After eating, Liang Xiaoniao happily kissed Amu and smacked his mouth twice, "It tastes like crab!"

Just as Lin Mu called the waiter to prepare to pay the bill, he was kissed in front of others, his ears turned red, and he glared at him, "...don't make trouble."

Liang Xiaoniao laughed "hehe" twice, "He didn't see it. Did he?"

The latter sentence is about the waiter.

The waiter's ears were also a little red, and he didn't dare to look at the two of them. Hearing this, he nodded quickly and smiled kindly, "I didn't see anything."

As he spoke, he handed over the bill to Liang Ji to sign.

"Hey..." Lin Mu still wanted to pay the bill.

Although they are already married, neither of them is willing to let the other treat guests all the time, so they both pay the bill once when they come out to eat, and this time it happened to be Lin Mu's turn.

Liang Xiaoniao quickly signed the bill, took his hand and squeezed it, "Are you full?"

This is a suggestive action.

Lin Mu nodded with red ears, and the two of them took their coats and got up and went downstairs.

Downstairs, it started to rain lightly, Lin Mu didn't see the car, and was still thinking about waiting for the driver to come, but Liang Xiaoniao took his hand and led him into the rain together.

"Hey, no...where are you going?"

"Find the car." Liang Jishen said mysteriously, "Guess where our car is parked?"

There is an underground parking lot near this hotel.

"Sun Yida's hotel?"

"..."

Being guessed so easily, Liang Xiaoniao felt a sense of frustration, wrinkled his nose, and suddenly became happy again after a while, and kissed Lin Mu's ear, "Guess is right, I will reward you with a big night gift bag!"

Lin Mu had a bad premonition, "...What kind of night gift package?"

Liang Ji's deep voice entered Lin Mu's right ear, causing a shudder: "Of course it is..."

Of course it was the big gift package that Lin Mu wanted.

"..."

"What are you doing with wine?"

"Drink."

"Hey, it's not... why did you fall on me? Uh..."

That night, the long-awaited first snow finally fell.

Bits of cold snowflakes fall on the window, through the glass, cool down the hot air inside, condense into water droplets, slide down the glass, gather at the bottom to form a small puddle, and then be guided elsewhere.

……

Whether it was for Lin Mu or Liang Ji, the experience tonight was exciting enough.

Waking up the next day, Liang Xiaoniao was satisfied physically and mentally, and for the first time, she was not beaten. She called Sun Yida while Lin Mu was washing up.

As soon as the phone was connected, he said excitedly: "Your idea really works!"

Sun Yida was taken aback when he received the phone call. He was relieved when he heard this, and proudly said: "Of course! Last time I made a mistake because of my lack of experience. Otherwise, my title of 'Little Prince in Love' would be for nothing if you were my brother." of?"

Liang Xiaoniao didn't listen to his fooling around, and concluded by herself: "So small things will work for you, but big things won't work."

"..." Sun Yida made him choke, "You mean, what happened last night was a trivial matter?"

"That's not..."

Anything related to Amu is a big deal.

"Stop talking! Amu is out!"

"Hello? Hello? Tsk...Put sex over friends!"

……

The three-day vacation passed quickly, and Lin Mu and Liang Ji returned to work.

Ye Ting returned from the eight-day vacation with a beaming face. The first thing he said when he saw Lin Mu was: "I gave birth! I gave birth! She's a girl!"

Lin Mu paused, feeling in a daze that he entered the delivery room instead of the president's office, "...Congratulations."

However, the work news that Ye Ting brought over was not so festive.

""Wall Street" has encountered difficulties in finding investment." Ye Ting still had the joy of being a father on his face. , but when the other party saw that he was a new screenwriter, he started to push [-]..."

Zhang Zixing couldn't stand it any longer, so he simply handled Ye Ting's work these days, so he took over the conversation.

"As for the leading role, there are quite a few people who come here for the fame of director Jin, but as soon as they heard that the screenwriter hadn't left school, they began to ask for another screenwriter's name, or they wanted to bring the screenwriter to change the script themselves."

Ye Ting straightened his face and said, "What I mean is that Meng Tao happens to be in Tan Derong's class, so why don't we ask Mr. Tan to polish the script for him, and put a name on it to silence them."

Meng Tao is the screenwriter of the play "Wall Street", and Tan Derong is an old screenwriter who embezzled Meng Tao's works in his previous life.

Before Lin Mu could speak, Zhang Zixing said, "No."

This script was brought over by him. When Lin Mu asked him to contact Meng Tao, he wondered if it was the wrong person, so he checked the old screenwriter named Tan Derong.

It's fine for laymen not to understand the unspoken rules in the screenwriting industry, but it's easy to find out if you want to check them out.

The result of his investigation at the time was that Tan Derong had taken many scripts from students in private, and sold them as his own after changing the name.

Of course, once the script written by oneself is broadcast, the students will definitely find it.

But the screenwriting industry still abides by the old master-apprentice rules, you must be led in by a master before someone will recognize your talent.

What's more, Tan Derong is still the teacher of the class. If the students make a fuss, the class will definitely fail.

Who dares to use a script from a poor student?

For various reasons, the students either dared not speak up, or took this opportunity to become Tan Derong's apprentice, at most they just took some money and left, but nothing happened.

Zhang Zixing didn't understand at first why Lin Mu asked him to contact Meng Tao so early and buy the script from him.

When he submits it and adds Tan Derong's name, wouldn't it be easier to attract directors, investors and artists?

But after personally contacting Meng Tao and knowing how much effort he had put into this script, Zhang Zixing realized how wrong his previous thinking was.

It's obviously Meng Tao's stuff, how could he take it for granted that this script should be named after Tan Derong?

However, Ye Ting didn't know how difficult the script writing process was, so he asked, "Why not?"

Ye Ting thought it was because Meng Tao was not happy, and his tone was a little fierce: "It's just adding a name, investment and actors can be raised by more than one level, and he can also earn a reputation. How many small screenwriters are still in the hands of old screenwriters?" I don’t even have a name when I work under there, so it would be nice if he could reveal his name!”

But it was originally his stuff, so why should he be satisfied with revealing his name?

Zhang Zixing paused, took a deep breath, but asked an irrelevant question: "When your wife gave birth, did you go in to accompany the delivery?"

Ye Ting was puzzled, "Didn't I tell you all about it?"

"Yes, you have been talking about how great your wife is since the day the child was born. However, let me make an inappropriate analogy..." Zhang Zixing said, "If it is for your daughter to get a better education, let her recognize Mr. Lin To be a father, you can only be a godfather, are you willing?"

How could you be willing!

"I don't want to! Not to mention Mr. Lin, I don't like Ma Yun either!" Ye Ting made him very angry, "Talk about it! What are you talking about my daughter for?"

Zhang Zixing's stubborn temper also came up, and he said bluntly: "Your own daughter knows that you love her, so you just give it to someone else's child?"

"……you!"

What is this called!

When did he give someone else's child away?

Ye Ting was so angry that he wanted to curse, but he heard Lin Mu calmly said from the side: "Comparing me with Tan Derong, who are you two burying?"

Zhang Zixing and Ye Ting paused for a moment, and the atmosphere in the room froze.

"Sorry, Mr. Lin." Zhang Zixing said, then turned to Ye Ting, "I'm sorry, my example was inappropriate."

Ye Ting waved his hand, and the atmosphere between the two of them suddenly eased.

"To Meng Tao, this script is his child." Lin Mu looked at Ye Ting, "We can't change the overall environment when we do business, but we must guard our bottom line."

There can only be one screenwriter for this script.

Ye Ting calmed down now and understood what they both meant.

He took a deep breath, nodded and said, "I understand. I'll negotiate with the investors, but the actors..."

Lin Mu tapped twice on the table with his fingertips, interrupting him.

"The old actor doesn't like it, so let's find a new one." Lin Mu sat back on the chair, raised his eyebrows and looked at the right and left arm in front of him, "We have plenty of people."

Ye Ting looked at him, relaxed his brows, and laughed, "Yes, we have plenty of people."

Zhang Zixing remained cautious, "But if the investors are still unwilling to invest..."

"Then we'll vote ourselves."

Hebai's funds are not yet allowed to invest in such a large project alone, but Lin Mu's words are not insane.

As early as when Liang Ji knew that his company's funds were in trouble, he asked him if he needed help.

Later, rumors of bankruptcy came out, and He Bai said that he was going to make a TV series. Although Liang Ji didn't say anything, Lin Mu knew that he had been waiting for him to speak.

Sure enough, after get off work at night, when Lin Mu mentioned this matter to Liang Ji, his eyes lit up.

Liang Xiaoniao complained: "If you don't mention it to me again, I will think you are lying to me!"

The last time Liang Xiaoniao asked if he needed help, Lin Mu promised him that if he needed it, he would take the initiative to find him. He has been waiting for him to speak for a while.

It's not that Liang Ji wants to put on airs.

Lin Mu himself has always had his own ideas about work, and it would be bad if he meddled indiscriminately and ruined A Mu's plan.

Just like when he saw Gu Yingzong standing with Ah Mu in the capital clubhouse, he thought that Ah Mu was being bullied, so he stepped in without thinking.

If he had said something wrong at that time and Gu Yingzong had noticed Amu's plan, that kid would still be arguing with him about Amu now!

Lin Mu didn't know what he was thinking, but the feeling of being supported at any time was really good, so he couldn't help holding Liang Ji's hand, "Then I'll have someone send the information to your mailbox tomorrow? "

Liang Xiaoniao held his hand tightly, clasped his fingers together, and said, "It doesn't need to be tomorrow, you can ask them to send it to me now, and it will go into the review process tomorrow morning."

"Doesn't need to be screened by the vice president?"

"Of course!" Liang Xiaoniao said proudly, "The last time they lost several bp, I picked them up from the shredder! Later they listened to me very much..."

In the middle of speaking, he suddenly remembered something, and stopped.

Lin Mu was very interested in the story of his man's work, seeing that he stopped talking, he asked, "And then?"

Liang Ji came back to his senses, laughed when he heard the words, and said as if claiming credit: "Then? Then I will ask them to evaluate "Wall Street" in advance, and be ready to review and invest at any time."

Seeing his complacent look, Lin Mu couldn't help laughing.

He asked in a joking tone: "What if the show fails and the vice president doesn't listen to you?"

This risk does not exist.

After all, the popularity of a drama depends on the publicity and luck besides the quality. The memories of the previous life are just a reference.

Just like in his previous life, he didn't want Liang Ji to be questioned by others for himself.

Liang Ji straightened his face, and said very seriously: "I won't pounce."

Lin Mu thought he was going to say something to believe in his own words, but then he heard him say: "I heard from the front desk that Director Jin was not very happy at first, and I went upstairs to find you once."

Lin Mu paused.

Liang Ji analyzed solemnly: "Director Jin was so opposed at first, but later he agreed to use this script, so the script must be fine. As for the director, Director Jin is a well-known director with guaranteed quality. As for the actors, not to mention Director Jin's Request, this is a play that He Bai used to promote on the basis of bankruptcy rumors, and for the sake of quality, he will not look for stars with only good looks but no acting skills. Then there is publicity..."

Lin Mu was a little dazed by what he said, "... When did you do your homework?"

Didn't this person know nothing about the entertainment industry before?Why are you talking so clearly now?

After preparing for such a long time, Amu was finally surprised. Liang Xiaoniao showed his original shape in a second, and his tail was so proud that he almost raised his tail to the sky. "It didn't take long, just over a month! The main reason is that I'm smart!"

"..." Lin Mu couldn't laugh or cry.

Why are you so narcissistic?

But more than a month ago, probably after the bankruptcy incident, they went to see Papa Lin.

Liang Ji has been preparing for something that he might not necessarily speak up from that time on?

Lin Mu looked at his triumphant appearance, his heart softened, he touched his head and was about to say something, but the car stopped.

This place is not near their villa at all. When he turned his head and saw the familiar hotel signboard, Lin Mu's heart skipped a beat.

... Sun Yida's hotel.

The one they went to during the New Year's Day holiday.

Liang Xiaoniao happily pulled him out of the car, "There are still a lot of things I haven't tried last time! Sun Yida mentioned new props!"

"..."

Lin Mu's face turned red all of a sudden, and for a moment he didn't know whether he wanted to beat Liang Xiaoniao or Sun Yida.

Forget about Liang Xiaoniao, why is that guy Sun Yida always booing!