I’m all in for this script.

Mandei você fazer um filme ruim, como você conseguiu faturar mais de 10 bilhões nas bilheterias? Entardecer Norte 4245 words 2026-08-04 03:46:13

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On the horizon, the setting sun withdrew its last glimmers of light. Nightfall spread silently over the city like black silk. Street lamps along both sides of the road gradually lit up, and the Elfa weaved through them like a streak of black lightning, swiftly cutting through the night.

“Whoosh!”

Soon, the car came to a steady stop in front of the Emperor Hotel.

The door opened.

Several employees from Galaxy Pictures were the first to step out. They stood respectfully outside the car, bowing slightly in a gesture of invitation.

Yet no one emerged from inside the car for a long moment.

“Director Qian, we’ve arrived at the hotel.”

“Director Qian, shall we get out now?”

Outside, their voices brimmed with flattering eagerness. But Qian Lang remained firmly seated inside, observing them coldly and without a hint of emotion.

He chuckled inwardly. These people called themselves Galaxy Pictures employees, yet their manner was more like bandits. Given their invitation approach, his caution was hardly excessive.

“Director Qian, my name is Chen Yuanyuan. This tall, burly man is Hao Han, and these are some of our colleagues... We’re not bad people. Maybe our methods weren’t quite right, but I’m sure you can feel our sincerity...” The round-faced girl’s voice grew softer as she spoke.

Beside her, Hao Han and the other employees wore anxious expressions.

It was no wonder Qian Lang remained guarded. Who wouldn’t be wary in such a situation?

The blame lay with them for being blinded by the promise of doubled wages, leading to such a misunderstanding.

“Director Qian, we apologize for our rudeness,” they quickly added.

Yet Qian Lang was unmoved.

It wasn’t arrogance on his part; it was simply difficult not to suspect something was amiss when they were so overly enthusiastic.

After all, the original director had produced three consecutive box office flops!

Which company would be foolish enough to hire him?

“Director Qian, please come with us to meet President Pei,” they urged, growing anxious.

President Pei was still waiting in the private room! If their first task failed, not only would the doubled salary be in jeopardy, but their continued employment might be at risk.

“Does your President Pei know who I am?” Qian Lang asked.

Upon hearing this, the group collectively exhaled in relief.

“Of course, Director Qian! President Pei greatly admires you. Once she heard you left Xingyao, she immediately sent us over to express her sincerity. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have...” Chen Yuanyuan trailed off, embarrassed.

If they weren’t so anxious and insecure about securing Qian Lang, they wouldn’t have recruited a delivery guy to create hype, nor dragged him straight into the car like this.

Now, their efforts had backfired.

“In that case, let’s go meet President Pei,” Qian Lang said, stepping out of the car with the script in hand.

He was planning to try his luck at Galaxy Pictures tomorrow anyway. Since President Pei was offering an opportunity so eagerly, there was no need to be pretentious.

After all, his reputation online was far from good.

No one else would want to hire him under normal circumstances.

“Right this way, Director Qian!” The employees beamed with delight, eagerly surrounding him.

The burly man led the way as they wound through several twists and turns before entering a luxurious private room.

“Director Qian, you’ve finally arrived!”

Before seeing her, Qian Lang was greeted by a wave of fragrance.

A charming woman approached, her coy smile enchanting. Her long, wavy hair cascaded casually over her shoulders, exuding seductive allure. Her red Chanel suit accentuated her graceful figure.

This must be President Pei.

“Hello, President Pei!” Qian Lang greeted her, neither overawed nor flustered by the sight of such a stunning beauty.

“We’re all family here, no need to be so formal!” Pei Duoduo warmly stepped forward and personally led him to the main seat.

The other employees had already found their places, seated with tacit understanding.

“President Pei, may I ask the purpose of today’s invitation?” Once everyone had settled, although he already suspected the reason, Qian Lang couldn’t help but ask.

After all, Pei Duoduo had no idea he held a treasure trove of artistic ideas in his mind. Why was she so intent on inviting him to Galaxy Pictures? He was genuinely curious.

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“Director Qian, I’ve heard you left Xingyao. Galaxy Pictures sincerely invites you to join us!” Pei Duoduo’s tone was earnest.

Qian Lang was momentarily taken aback.

No interview? Just a direct offer? Wasn’t this a bit reckless?

“Thank you for your kind offer, President Pei. I happen to have a script with me—may I present it to you first?” Qian Lang extended the script he had been holding.

Though she was the boss, her politeness meant he couldn’t take this opportunity for granted. At times like these, maintaining composure was crucial.

Most importantly, he had confidence in the script.

If this beautiful boss was anything like Cheng Jie, there would be no point in wasting time.

He wasn’t stubborn like the original director.

He had only given Cheng Jie his script to try to make amends for the company’s losses, but the man had rejected it outright. That only proved his poor judgment.

“Family, didn’t I say Director Qian is serious?” Pei Duoduo smiled sweetly, then began flipping through the pages.

Normally, she wouldn’t be interested in scripts after hours, but since Director Qian was so earnest, she had to give him some face.

Besides, it was just for show—how important could the script really be? As long as Qian Lang directed, the film wouldn’t turn out badly.

Her expression was serious, but her page-turning was brisk.

Meanwhile, Qian Lang concisely outlined the script’s market prospects.

The employees present held their breath, watching eagerly.

After all, the quality of the script affected their own futures.

Five minutes later, checking the time, Pei Duoduo closed the script.

“Director Qian, I’ll invest in this script!”

Honestly, she had only noted the title; the content hadn’t truly sunk in.

A bankrupt factory hosting an exhibition? A piece of broken stone coveted by several factions?

Typical of a director who had bombed three films in a row—his thinking was certainly unconventional.

He could ramble on eloquently, but if the market didn’t respond, he was doomed.

But to her, this was all good news!

She had been looking for someone who could make bad films.

“I’m very satisfied!” Pei Duoduo smiled broadly.

The employees all beamed with joy.

Qian Lang was hired, no doubt!

Haha, the doubled salary was a given!

“President Pei, I must say, you have a keen eye!” Qian Lang remarked appreciatively.

Comparing people could be infuriating.

At Xingyao, Cheng Jie hadn’t even glanced at this script before discarding it.

Yet President Pei was reading so seriously and immediately recognized its value.

“Director Qian, I hope the script will enter production soon. Your no-responsibility base salary will be doubled, and I’m offering you 10% director’s royalties!” Pei Duoduo was generous.

With investment aimed at losing money, she wouldn’t overlook any cost-increasing projects.

Double salary? Ten percent director’s cut?

A mere trifle!

Qian Lang was momentarily stunned, then broke into a delighted smile.

“I won’t disappoint your trust, President Pei!”

Whoever said Cheng Jie had poor judgment?

The company he recommended turned out quite well.

“Come, family! Let us raise our glasses to warmly welcome Director Qian to our big family...” Pei Duoduo’s mood soared.

Ha ha ha, with such a hidden talent on her side, her grand plans were secure!

Heh heh, as an idle rich second generation, she finally had a career to boast about!

“Everyone must be hungry; don’t be shy—dig in!” Since it was dinner, they wouldn’t waste the delicious food.

Pei Duoduo led the way.

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Soon, the spacious private room was filled with the clinking of glasses and joyous laughter.

Compared to Xingyao, Galaxy Pictures’ team atmosphere felt much warmer.

In just a short time, he felt the care of his new family.

Qian Lang was deeply grateful.

Rather than being exploited like a beast of burden at Xingyao, it was better to work with like-minded people doing what he loved!

From now on, he would give his all to filmmaking!

At that moment, Pei Duoduo elegantly raised her glass, took a sip, and smiled at Qian Lang with quiet amusement.

Thanks to Xingyao’s misfortune!

With one flop after another, the system would soon calculate her rebates, and she would quickly rise to the pinnacle of success!

Ha ha ha!

“Hey! Who is this? How dare they slander our Director Qian on Weibo?” Chen Yuanyuan’s angry shout interrupted the lively atmosphere at the table.

Hao Han and the other employees all wore fierce, protective expressions.

“President Pei, you hit the nail on the head! This Wang Xingxing is truly a bad egg!” Chen Yuanyuan and Hao Han hurriedly showed their phones to Pei Duoduo.

Pei Duoduo glanced at the screen.

It was a video.

In it, a delivery guy clutched his right fist to his chest, loudly inviting Qian Lang to join Galaxy Pictures.

Heh, what was so wrong about that?

Wang Xingxing hadn’t said a word more.

It was just a video post—how was that being a bad egg?

She didn’t understand why the family was so worked up.

Curious, Qian Lang also checked his phone.

Good heavens!

Wang Xingxing’s video had over ten thousand comments.

The original director’s Weibo account was nearly overwhelmed by trolls.

“Flop director! Who doesn’t know you got fired?”

“Hilarious! Who’d want a flop like you?”

“Crazy actor! Hiring a delivery guy to build hype is pathetic!”

“Heh, what company would be blind enough to hire a flop director? One who bombed three films in a row!”

...

Qian Lang didn’t care.

He continued to enjoy his delicious dinner in good spirits.

Those online haters were attacking the original director, not him as a time traveler.

But Chen Yuanyuan and Hao Han couldn’t stand it.

They looked at Qian Lang eagerly. “Director Qian, won’t you fight back?”

“Yes, yes!” The others chimed in with shared indignation.

After all, with Qian Lang on board, their salaries would double.

One must be kind and grateful.

As family, they must stand united!

Qian Lang leisurely wiped his mouth with a napkin, then flashed a charming smile at the employees.

“Family, why don’t we take a group photo?”

“Great idea!” Chen Yuanyuan immediately understood his intention.

She quickly gathered everyone to stand in position and pose.

“Click!”

In the photo, everyone was beaming.

The exquisite dishes on the table and the luxurious decor of the private room added to the image’s upscale aura.

Heh, this picture barely needed retouching—it naturally radiated elegance.

Qian Lang posted it on Weibo with a caption:

“Announcement: I have left Xingyao and am now officially an employee of Galaxy Pictures!
P.S. Thanks to President Cheng for the recommendation. Enjoying dinner with my family!”

Perfect!

He hit send.

The employees all wore satisfied smiles.

They eagerly reposted and commented.

The online trolls, however, were utterly defeated after seeing this post.