Chapter 52 Drawing the Sword After the ostentatious cocktail party at the front desk, the media left, and the remaining people went to the club behind the building, where company insiders gathered to have fun and play all night long.
The wall lamps scattered light, and the beautiful figure of the singer swayed on the stage.
Under the stage were several large corner sofas, as well as bar counters and high stools.
The leading figures in the crew gathered together to sit down and continue chatting.
A group of 18th-tier starlets from Jiahuang came out to sit and drink with them.
Slideshows are played simultaneously on the big screen.
The shooting plan for next year has basically been determined, and what is playing now is the introduction of next year's projects, including more than a dozen films that Jiahuang is starring in or has participated in investment.
Among the major blockbusters, everyone has a role in the popular and popular Hua Dan and Xiaosheng, and one of them has Pei Yan as the starring role.
Realistic themes will not be realistic if they are not reviewed.
The theme of this film is urban supernatural suspense.
Pei Yan plays a "marginal person" who is absorbed and used by social organizations, has supernatural powers and high force value.
He has an upright and passionate personality, and is different from other people.
A group of teenagers with superpowers work together to exorcise demons, eliminate evil and promote good in the world.
The company treated him well.
This kind of film just took the trouble to hire a screenwriter to tailor it to Pei Yan.
Pei Yan was sitting on the sofa, playing poker with a few acquaintances, occasionally looking up at the big screen and showing an expression.
People around him also praised him.
"Blood Shadow Prodigal Son, yours" "Yanyan, there's a new movie to be nominated for Best Actor right around the corner, kid."
"Popcorn movie, what kind of best actor can I get?"
Pei Yan lowered his eyelids and smiled, "Next time when Golden Rooster and Hundred Flowers come back to our country, which hen will lay a three-yolked egg or an egg within an egg, I may have a role, so I can share one of the eggs. " As expected, the project introduction also included the movie "Beautiful Friends", but only the project planning and character plot introduction, and the candidate for the male lead was not clearly stated.
Zhang Shaochi took advantage of the opportunity to exchange greetings and steadily moved to where Zhuang Xiao was sitting behind the sofa.
He lowered his head and caught Zhuang Xiao's ear and said, "Xiao, just think about it and act."
Zhuang Xiao didn't look back.
He drank ice water and said, "After I finish this part, will Mr.
Zhang be able to offset all the past events?"
"Alas" Zhang Shaochi smacked his lips lightly, "This is embarrassing for me.
After all, those investments at the beginning were not just Jiahuang's, but also involved several others, as you know."
"But Mr.
Zhang can have the final say alone."
Zhuang Xiao said.
"Your father originally signed the contract, and the contract is still legally binding.
He did owe three movies that he had not finished, so he lost his temper and terminated the contract, and even filed a lawsuit.
We invested in him, but in the end the money We didn’t make any money back, the initial investment was wasted, the company’s schedule was opened up, and we lost money in the lawsuit, so we were the ones who suffered the loss,” Zhang Shaochi said.
"Why didn't he finish filming my father's foot?"
Zhuang Xiao suddenly lowered his voice, "Why did he file a lawsuit with you?"
This is not a question, this is a rhetorical question.
"Why do you think he didn't finish filming?
Why did he hurt his foot?"
Zhang Shaochi leaned behind Zhuang Xiao's ear and spoke slowly and unhurriedly, "I am the coordinator, planner, and producer of a movie.
I can't I spend every day on the set watching the demolition crew working and watching the rise and fall of the wire rope.
What can I do?"
"There are risks in filming after all, Ah Xiao."
Zhang Shaochi patted Zhuang Xiao on the shoulder, "As friends, I sincerely say that I am very sorry, but if you want to be more liberal and move forward, take the Tongtian Avenue , Don’t take the wrong turn, you still have a long way to go.”
Zhuang Xiao's eyes were filled with feasting and feasting, and his ears were filled with the singing and dancing produced by a group of 18th-tier starlets.
Everyone was changing glasses, and their eyes were full of sensual looks.
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In the industry, new faces are replaced by old ones, but those who have become old will soon be left in the cold and no one cares about them.
Everyone is making more while they are young, and will never struggle with money.
Who wants to ask about the unflattering past events of the past.
There are risks in acting.
Why are you complaining?
Are you complaining that your family entered the wrong industry and chose the wrong career?
His father is actually not very old.
He is already in dire straits and is just an old loser.
It was popular back then to get married early and have children in their early twenties, so Zhuang Wenlong is not even fifty yet.
Is it just because of alcohol?
When Zhuang Wenlong's wife ran away with someone else twenty years ago, he was not so decadent.
He was still able to fight, fight, film and make money.
At that time, he was well-known in the kung fu circle and his pay was not low.
This uncle had an accident on the set while filming a movie.
The wire rope suddenly broke and he accidentally fell and was injured.
He also encountered an explosive device at the landing site.
The scene was very tragic, blood was spattered on the spot, and the leg was useless.
Uncle Zhuang has always been worried about that accident, thinking that someone was trying to trick him and deliberately punish him.
But what evidence is there?
Litigation with the crew and investors will not bring any good results.
The actor is alone and cannot twist his arm.
Thick legs, in the end, is nothing more than a judgment of 1.8 million yuan, which cannot compensate a kung fu actor's acting career.
At that time, the film was a large-scale production investment by Jiahuang and several other companies.
Word on the Internet is that Zhuang Wenlong has a filming contract dispute with Jiahuang Company, and he still owes several films and has not fulfilled the contract.
Now the relationship between the two parties has broken down, and they have gone to court and even started a scolding war in front of the media.
The resentment is very deep.
Zhuang Wenlong has made several accusations and exposed the shady affairs within the film and television company.
However, how credible can the words of a has-been second-tier actor with a history of alcoholism and violence be?
In these years, no one has carefully studied what Uncle Zhuang said.
An old good-for-nothing who was forcibly sent to a psychiatric ward for alcohol treatment every three days and almost drank into the coffin was talking drunken nonsense.
The media's interest in the family drama between Zhuang Wenlong and Zhuang Xiao's father and son was far greater than this.
Interested in disputes between people and Jiahuang.
Of course, there is also a so-called "loyalty" rule in the circle.
The person who unties the bell must also tie the bell.
If I owe a debt, my son must repay it.
You want to resolve disputes You want to start over, work in this circle and earn a share of the pie?
You first resolve your father's grievances and pay off his debts.
Zhang Shaochi patted Zhuang Xiao on the shoulder, comforted him, and gave him a look, signaling to the man sitting on the sofa not far away at an angle of 45 degrees.
The person sitting on the sofa toasted to Zhuang Xiao from afar, smiling, his face glowing red.
Zhuang Xiao nodded slightly, but did not get up or go over.
Sitting over there was Du Mingjun, the boss of Baiguixing Company.
Long Zhan Tianguan has two main investors, one is Jiahuang and the other is Baiguixing.
Both parties cooperate with each other in the circle to make a fortune together.
Zhuang Xiao and Zhang Shaochi chatted a few more words.
In the dim light, everyone's faces were calm, and they were discussing past events calmly, without appearing anxious or angry.
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Afterwards, the live band started playing on the dance floor, and someone encouraged Mr.
Zhuang to get up and dance.
There are so many handsome men and beautiful women from Jiahuang here.
Sir Zhuang invites a random dance partner to have a dance on the dance floor.
Many people wanted to watch the excitement in their hearts.
They probably wanted to see if Zhuang Xiao would ask Bald Pei to dance.
His eyes glanced at Pei Yan on the sofa.
Pei Yan pursed her lips and took a sneak peek, her eyes a little complicated and a little inexplicable.
But this situation was really wrong.
He didn't like people watching this kind of fun.
Zhuang Xiao adjusted his suit, stepped forward gracefully, and invited a third-tier actress from Jiahuang.
The other party is not a big name, nor is he young anymore.
He has filmed with the same cast in Long Zhan Tian Guan, and played the role of a middle-aged widowed concubine in the film.
The actress herself was extremely surprised.
She was stunned for a moment and quickly glanced at the little ones who were ten times younger and more beautiful than her.
But Zhuang Xiao walked up to her and nodded to her, leaned forward and extended his hand.
She quickly stood up and subconsciously looked down to see if her dress, skirt and accessories were in order.
She was so nervous.
Pei Yan nestled a few cards in his hand, then took a bag of things, stuffed snacks into his mouth, and chewed them quickly, really like a big squirrel.
"Sir Zhuang is a really good dancer, and his ability to guide female partners is quite high."
Someone next to him said, "Balroom dancing actually relies on the male to lead, and the female can just keep up with the pace and follow along."
"Really?"
Pei Yan didn't even look up.
He didn't know how to dance, and he never had a female partner.
"If you're from Hollywood, can you dance ballroom dancing?
You'll be a veteran at first glance."
Someone said.
"Is it true that he likes to pick people older than himself as the gossip team said?"
someone else whispered.
"This kind of thing is a matter of personal taste.
Some people even like to call them sister-in-law in bed."
Others kept answering.
Pei Yan got up and went to the bathroom to urinate and take some time.
He understood that Zhuang Xiao had worked hard to keep a low profile, not to cause criticism or scandal, and he had tried his best to choose his dancing partners so as not to make him awkward or suspicious.
He is much more sensible and discerning than before, and will not be jealous like this.
When he came back from a trip to the bathroom, the two dances between Zhuang Daxia and Taifei Empress were also finished.
Zhuang Xiao then safely returned his female companion to her seat, politely thanked her, chatted for a few words with all the etiquette in place, and then left.
The "pit" of dancing has already passed.
At this moment, someone got up from the sofa and called: "A Xiao, can I take the liberty of asking you to dance for me?"
The person who spoke was Mr.
Du from Baigui Star, Du Mingjun, with a teasing smile on his face.
This man invited Zhuang Xiao to dance.
Those present made a deliberately low "hum" sound, and among the whispers, there were more than one snicker. hehe.
Mr.
Du invited Zhuang Xiao A man invites a man to dance for what?
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It's not like the two actors are joking and making fun of each other.
You two are also making fun of whatever dance you are doing.
What kind of image does Du Mingjun have?
He has a very good image.
He is tall and thin, with a jade tree facing the wind.
He was handsome when he was young.
Now he is a little older and has aged gracefully.
He has allowed his hair to turn gray naturally.
Nor does it cover up the dyeing.
Because I have been exercising all year round, my figure has been kept strong and lean, and I don’t even have a belly.
Among a group of boss-worthy old guys, Du Mingjun is definitely a handsome boss.
Mr.
Du motioned to the band to play an elegant piece of tango or jazz.
Du Mingjun was also wearing a suit with a light pink shirt.
He opened his hands gracefully, waiting to shake hands with Zhuang Xiao, and then put his arms around his back to sing a song.
Zhuang Xiao said, "Mr.
Du, there's no need for today."
He turned around and sat back on the sofa.
Du Mingjun gently touched his palms and smiled with charming wrinkles: "It's been a long time since we last met, and I miss you a lot, Xiao.
When I saw you before, you seemed to be a teenager at that time, or half a child.
It's not like you are now at all.
In this way, neither I nor anyone else wants to dance, so I want to ask you to dance today.”
Zhuang Xiao had no expression on his face, shook his head coldly, refused to dance, and refused to be Mr.
Du's dance partner.
Pei Yan's expression changed.
She stared at Du Mingjun from under her eyelids, and then gave Zhang Shaochi a hard look.
Du Mingjun also looked at Zhang Shaochi: Alas, I just want to dance and reminisce with Mr.
Zhuang, who has returned to his hometown and reunited after a long separation.
There are so many people in this large audience, so I can’t possibly have other intentions.
Zhuang Xiao sat firmly, unmoving, and stared at Zhang Shaochi: Why are you two so worried?
Zhang Shaochi looked left and right, with a look of helplessness on his face, and spread his hands: What's the matter, what does it have to do with me?
It’s not like I want to make Zhuang Xiao dance.
I didn’t ask you, Mr.
Du, to dance.
I didn’t take advantage of you either, little wild cat.
The three of you are staring at me and eating me no matter what I do.
I am wronged.
Pei Yan pulled the stern look away from Zhang Shaochi's face, knowing that their boss Zhang had an asshole attitude that had nothing to do with him and would never take the blame.
He drank half a glass of wine, crossed his legs, and loudly attracted the attention of the audience: "Mr.
Du, come here, I will dance with you."
There was another "buzz" sound from underneath, and those who were familiar or not familiar with Pei Yan, and those who were superficially close or not, all had expressions on their faces as if they were watching the show.
"Breaking Chestnut" is about to open fire and is ready to offend people again.
With an identity like Du Mingjun, there is no need to hide his hobbies and preferences.
The media and paparazzi roll up their trouser legs and polish their shoe uppers for these people.
Who dares to say that he is so, he does not hide it, no one I don’t understand Mr.
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Du’s hobbies.
This guy is a gay guy, well known in the industry.
Moreover, he is a 0 who is specifically looking for someone to fuck, and everyone has heard about it.
Therefore, Du Mingjun likes men with handsome faces and strong bodies who can do seven times a night, and he likes strong men with chewy heads.
If he were a 1, he might have harassed Xing Rong or Xu Ran who were here.
But he is a century-old innocent, an old delicate flower who has been undefeated for a thousand years.
From the beginning of the night, he has been staring at the iron rod of Zhuang Xiao.
Pei Yan also stared at Mr.
Du and acted out a binding torture scene in his mind.
The old guy was tied up on the spot, hung up with a pig's trotter buckle, whipped hard with a whip, and blood was drawn all over his body.
He made red soup flow out of his body, and he turned somersaults in the air and cried for mercy.
It was hard to relieve his anger. .
Zhuang Xiao gave Pei Yan a look: Don't get angry, it's none of your business.
This is a personal grudge between him and the boss of Baiguixing, who deliberately disgusted him in public.
Pei Yan drank the remaining half glass of wine in one gulp: "Let's dance together.
I'm a great dancer, Mr.
Du, you don't look down on me anymore."
Du Mingjun's expression was unnatural: "Oh, Yanyan, I skipped over with you.
I can't keep up with your pace, so just forget it."
Pei Yan said: "The more you follow, the more you practice, you will catch up."
Du Mingjun spread his hands and smiled: "Your boss Zhang won't let me ask you to dance, so I don't dare to invite you, Yanyan."
Mr.
Du actually gave Pei Yan a step down and told him to shut up.
"Mr.
Zhang, can he take care of me?
He won't let me."
Pei Yan put down the cup in her hand, "You feel uncomfortable today and are itchy.
If you want someone to dance with, let me accompany you." "" There was suddenly silence all around.
When Pei Yan got angry, he didn't even give Zhang Shaochi face, and scolded both bosses.
He dares.
Zhuang Xiao met his eyes again: Yanyan, it's not about dancing, it's none of your business.
Zhuang Xiao later figured it out.
Pei Yan was definitely using the topic as an excuse, and he obviously had a long-standing rift with Du Mingjun.
Behind the sofa is a tripod set up by the on-site photographer.
Pei Yan reached out and grabbed the tripod from under the photographer's nose, roughly disassembled it, and screwed it directly from the top.
Originally he wanted to unscrew one, but then he thought about it and sneered: "One is not thick enough, let's use three together."
He put the three legs of the tripod together into a handful and threw them on the coffee table: "Mr.
Du, this thing is more suitable for you.
If you like it, take it and use it."
All the people below couldn't hold back, and they didn't dare to laugh out loud.
They lowered their heads because they were holding it in.
Pei Yan clearly mocked Baiguixing's boss because he had itchy eyes and came to seek help.
Just come and ask for help.
Du Mingjun's facial muscles trembled slightly, and half of his face trembled like a stroke: Yanyan, you are powerful, I can't cure you, you can, but I am afraid of you.
Zhang Shaochi raised his eyelids and coughed with a sullen face: "It's done, Mingjun, otherwise I won't be able to dance well if I ask you to dance, but I really want to ask Mr.
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Du for a favor.
I also liked disco dancing when I was young, you Jumping or not, let’s jump on stage.”
Everyone present finally stopped holding back and laughed together.
A large staircase covered with red carpet was rolled out in front of Mr.
Du.
Zhang Shaochi stood up and pulled Du Mingjun back to the sofa.
He was the host and he couldn't let these people roll up their sleeves and pinch him on the spot.
Du Mingjun couldn't do anything to Pei Yan yet.
Zhang Shaochi's attitude was obviously to let the little wild cat do whatever he wanted, as if he had a pet on hand.
Zhuang Xiao looked at Pei Yan, and Zhang Shaochi also glanced at Pei Yan.
The eyes come to the same destination in different ways, and they are all admired and loved.
Wildness is the only one, and there is no second one.
Anyone who has tasted it knows what it feels like, it’s wonderful.
This matter is not over yet tonight, and Du Mingjun will not give up.
However, no one witnessed the subsequent events with their own eyes.
They were later interpreted and interpreted based on the sense of the scene, and they were gossip within the company.
Du Mingjun always prided himself on being elegant and very discerning in selecting people.
He was very fond of Zhuang Xiao, and he really admired him.
When Zhuang Xiao was still a boy of 17 or 18, he had a tough and handsome appearance, which was very attractive on the big screen.
This kind of taste is relatively rare.
It's a pity that Mr.
Du can't beat him, he is destined to come here to be beaten.
It is said that after that night, Zhuang Xiao got up and entered the bathroom at the end of the ballroom corridor, followed by Du Mingjun.
Zhuang Xiao deliberately stayed out of everyone's sight.
Since he wanted to roll up his sleeves and pinch himself, he didn't want Pei Yan to see this.
Less than fifteen minutes later, Zhuang Xiao came out of the bathroom.
The black suit and white shirt were all spotless, and his face was calm, as if nothing had happened.
After another fifteen minutes, Du Mingjun stumbled out of the bathroom, his head lowered, his whole body was in a mess, his gray hair seemed to be stained with something, and there was a bruise on his forehead.
What the hell are those things?
It's like being peed on.
Zhang Shaochi winked and asked his two assistants to help Mr.
Du change into clean clothes and send him away safely.
This is a big joke.
People in the company secretly analyzed that Mr.
Du was trying to flirt but failed.
He probably didn't even touch Zhuang Xiao's clothes, so he was kicked to the wall and flattened into a hanging picture.
Zhuang Xiao wouldn't hit someone directly.
Wouldn't that lead to a murder?
Mr.
Du must have wanted to kneel down and hug his thighs and lick them wildly.
Zhuang Xiao dodged and dodged, but this guy missed him and was caught off guard and threw himself into the urinal next to the wall. , in the intimate posture of hugging the toilet, eating "gold" and "silver" all over the face.
This time I gained a lot of arrogance, worthy of Mr.
Du's fame.
Everyone said that Mr.
Du was really distressing.
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He dared to harass Zhuang Xiao instead of finding a target with inferior force.
It was purely because Mr.
Ye had a big appetite.
Zhuang Xiao looks like a straight man with an iron stick at first glance.
Mr.
Du is not afraid of being slapped to death.
He can punch you in the rectum without fucking him.
You'd better find a tripod stick to quench your hunger and thirst.
Bits and pieces of things, one after another, will not end here.
Zhuang Xiao was mentally prepared at that time.
I'm afraid it would be difficult for him to stay here any longer.
After so many years, the so-called old accounts are just excuses.
If he was just an inferior 18th-tier player, or a martial artist with no reputation and no team, no one would have trouble with him if he had no fans and no traffic.
Someone is eyeing him precisely because he has become famous again like a salty fish, and he still has value that is being chased and exploited by capital.
Only when big-name celebrities appear on the scene can they make money for the boss behind the scenes, and make a lot of money.
This is the reason why some big-name celebrities were forced to film movies with guns pointed at their heads.
There are many famous people, and it is not easy for anyone to get along.
So, if not you, Zhuang Xiao, who would you be watching?
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