MTL - I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad-Chapter 4 00 The big grievance with a mine at home

  Chapter 4 004. The big grievance with a mine at home

   Those are the places Xu Xin frequents.

  Yanjing's most famous bar BABYFACE, Beijing-Zhejiang Clubhouse, Jing Bar in Houhai Street, etc.

  The nightlife in this city is very rich and colorful.

   But his goal is not these.

  First of all, the bar is not suitable, even the quiet bar. And the clubs he often goes to have relatively high-end people, even if he gives money, the boss will definitely not agree to it for the experience of other guests.

  So, he chose a quite expensive nightclub not far from the school, named "Tanghui".

  The grade in this city is medium.

   It is not considered by ordinary students, but it is not among the choices of real high-end people.

   In the first month after he came to Yanjing, he was a frequent visitor here before he "didn't see much" the prosperity of the city.

   But after gradually coming into contact with some relatively high-end places, I didn't come here much.

   But at least it's about saving face.

  As soon as I arrived at the entrance of this nightclub on the side of the road, the eye-catching red Ferrari was already recognized.

   Immediately after getting off the car, a night manager whose name he couldn't name came over.

   "Brother Xu is here? Please, what room shall we book today? You're being polite, why don't you come over in person? Just give me a call and I'll do it for you."

  Xu Xin didn't know him, but it didn't bother him to pass on a message.

  So, while being greeted by a group of hostesses, he walked into the nightclub, and after giving up a cigarette to the other party, he casually said:

   "Let you... Manager Huang, come here and find me a private room, I'll talk to him about something."

"Well…"

  Hearing that Xu Xin didn't come to book a box, the night manager was obviously a little disappointed.

  There are still 70,000 to 80,000 in the card run by this master...

   And don't mention the madness after drinking too much. If I'm lucky tonight, maybe I can get a commission of 100,000 recharge cards.

  In the end, who will come to the conclusion...

   But the loss belongs to the lost, the big customer, he didn't dare to offend, so he nodded quickly:

   "No problem, no problem, brother, my brother will take you to the box first, and call us Mr. Huang immediately."

"Um."

  Xu Xin responded, and the moment before walking into the elevator, he threw the cigarette he had just lit and only smoked into the marble ashtray on the trash can, and walked in after exhaling the smoke in his mouth.

  The elevator came to the second floor very quickly. From the moment he got out of the elevator, Xu Xin began to look around.

   Thinking while watching.

  Well, the grade is not bad.

  Actually, if the only requirement for the scene in his script is the first private room.

  It is impossible for those few successful people to go to mass-market KTV, right?

   Judging from this requirement, at least this nightclub is qualified for the selection of the shooting location.

   Walk around and look around, and finally come to a very luxurious VIP room.

   "Brother, wait a moment, I'll go and shout."

"Um."

   Responded again, and when the door was closed, Xu Xin sat on the sofa, looked at the environment here, and nodded in satisfaction.

   This home...suitable for a second story.

   knocked on the table again...

   It’s okay, it’s tempered, and the grade is not low.

   "Boom!"

   Hammered hard, rubbing his hands, he muttered again:

   "It's solid."

  He was afraid that the table would not be able to stand on people, and there would be any danger.

   The girl Teacher Yu will find tomorrow must have beautiful legs. For girls, especially actors, having a pair of good-looking legs is a plus.

  He cannot ruin the future of others because of his mistakes and negligence.

  So, in order to be final, he stood up and stepped on the table.

   "Boom boom boom!"

   "Boom boom boom..."

  Bouncing and jumping, stepping and stomping.

   After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the table emitting an ambiguous light, he was completely relieved.

What? You ask what if you step on it and break it?

   Simple.

   Just don't hurt yourself.

  How much is a table worth? It's a big deal to pay.

   Then find a glass factory tomorrow, and now cut out a piece of 3C certified tempered glass.

   While this side was experimenting, the door of the box opened.

  A man in his thirties walked in, wearing a suit.

  When he saw Xu Xin bouncing on the table, he was stunned...

   Is this here to mess things up?

   "Oh, Mr. Huang, come here, sit down."

Leaving shoe prints all over the table, Xu Xin jumped down, and waved to the night manager who didn't know where he was standing at the entrance, signaling that he could go out, and waited for the manager who didn't know what his name was, but only knew that his surname was Huang to take a seat. Xu Xin cut straight to the point:

   "Mr. Huang, I'm a little tight on time, so let's get straight to the point."

"Well…"

   Just as he was wondering what the rich second generation was going to do, Xu Xin pointed at the door:

   "From this private room to the end of the corridor, how many rooms are there in total?"

"…ah?"

  Boss Huang seemed really confused.

   He even forgot to take out his cigarette.

  Xu Xin frowned:

   "May I ask you, how many rooms are there?"

  Perhaps it was the somewhat arrogant appearance that made Manager Huang feel familiar. He quickly replied:

   "A total of 9. We have 5 rows on each floor, and each row has 9, which means ninety-five statues."

   "...It doesn't matter if you are nine or nine. In this way, you tell me the number, I want all of this row, and I want to rent it to make a movie. How much is it for one night."

   "...?????"

  Looking at the rich second generation who was smoking a cigarette by himself, he was completely dumbfounded.

  What the hell?

filming?

  200,000, one night.

   This is the price given by the other party after two phone calls.

  Is it fair?

good.

  In this room, except for the VIP Xu Xin sat in, the other rooms are a card-opening princess with a drink girl, and the turnover is only 10,000 yuan a night.

   Directly doubled, which is equivalent to the price given by opening two cards in one night when the business is good.

  From this point of view, the price is not bad.

   But it is still a bit expensive. After all, it is the end of the year. Unlike other places, Yanjing, a city with a large number of non-local populations, is actually very empty at this time of year.

  But Xu Xin didn't bother to care about it.

   Are you sure?

   That's right.

   "Okay, twenty is twenty. I've decided!"

   "..."

   Manager Huang was not surprised when he heard that Xu Xin waited until he had finished quoting the price and refused to call.

   After all, he has seen how crazy this grandpa is after drinking.

  So quickly asked:

   "Then when do you use it?"

"I will start filming in the past few days. When the filming will start, I will tell you in advance. I don't care what happened to your other boxes that night. In this row, not my actors and crew, even a dog is not allowed in. Understand? "

  The other party readily agreed to Xu Xin's request.

   From arriving at the Tanghui to leaving in a Ferrari with a silent farewell, it took Xu Xin less than half an hour.

   Not as long as he came from home.

   After the red Ferrari left, the night manager couldn't help asking Manager Huang:

   "Boss Huang, what's the matter...?"

   "Let's make a movie."

   "Propaganda for us?"

"publicity?"

   Manager Huang sneered:

   "What good movies do you think this kind of rich second generation can make? ... It's also publicized. It's not bad if it's not illegal."

   After finishing speaking, he ignored the night manager whose name he didn't know, and went straight back.

   It’s winter, it’s freezing to death.

  …

   At 9:30, Xu Xin returned to Shijia Hutong on time.

   When he entered the house, he had an extra thermos in his hand.

   I just bought it casually.

  He is not physically weak, but his physical fitness really needs to be improved, otherwise he will start to pant after running the distance of the four bus stop signs, which is not good.

   Then, for some reason, a song of "soak goji berries in a thermos cup" popped out of my mind.

   Grab a handful of goji berries and soak them in boiling water.

   Then he sat back in front of the computer.

  The script still needs to improve the details, and he just came out from Tang Hui, and he has some inspiration for the shot.

   And after finishing the work, the time came to 11 o'clock.

  The opened thermos cup cooled the goji berry water inside to a suitable temperature. After Xu Xin drank it all in one gulp, he went straight back to the bedroom.

   Another busy day is over.

Failing to watch a movie or play a game with his laptop, he leaned on the head of the bed and watched his father pretend to be a cultural person. He specially bought a few large sets of gold-bound books. I picked a book from "Twenty-Four Histories" and turned on the desk lamp.

  11:30.

  The half-hour reading is over.

   Turn off the lights and go to bed.

   A good night's sleep.

  …

   "Teacher Yu, I'm sorry, I'm late."

  At 8:40, Xu Xin came to the audition hall of the school on time.

  Seeing Yu Zhen who was sitting in the auditorium looking down at the script, he hurriedly said hello.

   After Yu Zhen looked up and saw him, she smiled and waved:

   "Come here, have you eaten yet?"

"have eaten."

   Xu Xin hurried to the professor with his schoolbag, and then heard Yu Zhen say:

   "How is the layout of the sub-camera?"

   "It's over."

"…ah?"

  Seeing Xu Xin's appearance of taking things out of the bag, Yu Zhen was surprised for a while.

   Immediately afterwards, Xu Xin said:

   "The venue was also settled last night."

   "????"

  Yu Zhen was really surprised by Xu Xin's speed, and then saw her former...maybe really misjudged student took out a stack of manuscript paper with four squares drawn on it, and handed it over directly.

   Subconsciously, she asked:

   "Where is the venue?"

   "It's the Tanghui opposite Mingli Bookstore."

  Yu Zhen seemed to know this place, and said in surprise:

   "Nightclub?"

   "Well, if you have two dollars in your pocket, you won't go to KTV, right?"

"…How much?"

  Although she knew that her student was right, she still couldn't help asking.

   Then Xu Xin shrugged:

   "Not much, two hundred thousand a day."

   "Two hundred thousand!?????"

   If you use a sentence from Xu Xinmeng to describe Yu Zhen's mood, it must be:

   "Where did you come from, the big grudge?"

   Then...she heard a more subversive remark:

   "It's okay. Originally, I planned to go to the Beijing-Zhejiang Festival. But I don't think it's worth five or six hundred thousand... and they may not be able to host the crew, so I didn't go. Forget it, I will choose that next time I have a chance."

   "..."

  This time, she couldn't help it:

   "Xu Xin."

"ah?"

   "What is your family... doing?"

"Well…"

  Looking at the teacher's curious eyes, Xu Xin didn't hide anything, shrugged and smiled:

   "There are several mines at home."

   "..."

   OK... OK.

   Yu Zhen suddenly didn't know what to say.

   At this moment, the door of the audition hall was opened again, and a very recognizable voice sounded:

   "Hello, teacher, may I ask... Is this the audition hall for Professor Yu, the director?"

  Hearing this, Xu Xin instinctively turned around.

  In an instant, a beautiful girl wearing a down jacket and high-heeled shoes cast a searching gaze in this direction with her big eyes.

   But Xu Xin was a little dazed.

  Because...he seems to have seen this girl in a dream.

  How is that song sung? …Oh yes.

   "Ah~ in ~dream~~"

  (end of this chapter)