Chapter 162 Director Huang Has No Money

On this day, Yan Huan made an appointment with the divorced director, and the divorced director's surname was Huang. He was a cutting-edge director. He was still unknown, but Yan Huan knew that the film that made Su Muran a world-class movie queen. Purple Wanhua Blooming was created by Director Huang Minghuang, but that was a few years later, and the reality now is.

Director Huang has just started.

Director Huang has no one to invest.

Director Huang has no money.

"Hello, Miss Yan," Huang Ming shook Yan Huan's hand. He was a very shy person, and even when he held Yan Huan's hand, his face seemed to turn red.

"Hello," Yan Huan originally wanted to make friends with Huang Ming. She wanted to know what kind of person Huang Ming was. He could win an international award at a young age.

When I met him today, I realized that he was just a shy little man.

"Miss Yan, thank you for participating in my movie," Huang Ming was still quite shy. He rubbed his hands, obviously nervous, and even his voice stuttered.

If Yan Huan hadn't experienced it personally in his previous life, he wouldn't have believed that even such a person would have such high achievements in the future, and he would be able to hold out Su Muran with one hand.

When she came here today, she not only wanted to take pictures of her divorce, but also wanted to take pictures of Su Muran.

Su Muran, Su Muran, every time she thinks of this name, it's like Lu Qin. Every word hurts her heart and every moment hurts her life. She knows that she is alone and weak. What is she doing now? No, so she had to accumulate a certain foundation and enrich her wings before Su Ran had grown up. Otherwise, by then, let alone revenge, she would die without even knowing how.

"Miss Yan, what's wrong with you?"

Huang Ming carefully asked Yan Huan why she was so good, and she was lost in thought. Did she think of something, or did she have any new ideas? And now he was afraid that Yan Huan would not accept the drama, so who should he look for? Go and act.

After all, it's hard to hire someone like Yan Huan, whose wealth has increased rapidly. He doesn't come if he's famous, and he doesn't have acting skills if he's not famous. It's rare that Yan Huan is willing to come to his crew.

"Well, it's okay," Yan Huan took back her thoughts and didn't care about the future. After all, there are still a few years before Su Muran returns to China and enters this industry. In the past few years, she has been able to contribute to herself. .

"Then let's discuss the details," Huang Ming felt relieved, as long as he didn't want to leave.

And what he said next was actually quite embarrassing.

"Miss Yan, to tell you the truth, we really don't have much money for the script, so we can't give you any extra salary."

"It doesn't matter." Yan Huan never thought about getting a high salary when she came here. She just purely liked the script, and the subsequent filming was indeed good. It was a conscientious film.

But the easier she was to talk, the more Huang Ming felt guilty. "I've thought of two things. You should listen first." Huang Ming said everything he had thought about in advance. This was what he could give Yan Huan. The greatest benefit.

"First, I will give you a salary of 100,000 yuan when you get to the back." When he mentioned this number, Huang Ming became more and more embarrassed. However, he didn't look disgusted when he saw Yan Huan, and he was relieved. Fortunately, she didn't dislike it.

"Also," he paused, and then said, "How about giving Miss Yan 30% of the net box office revenue. In fact, I know it may not be good, but I will try my best."

Yan Huan's eyes flashed.

The salary of 30% is really a bit high.

In terms of the meager costs and handling fees deducted by the actress in the later stages of the divorce, the total net box office revenue was nearly 300 million. If it was 30%, it would be nearly 100 million. Such a lot of money, and she looked at the person in front of her. She actually couldn't bear the honest Huang Ming, but in the end, she thought of her current situation. Not only was she short of money, but she was also short of connections. She was short of everything, even in this life, she had no lack of mind, so , she must take this money.

If Huang Ming needs her help in the future, she will repay him immediately.

"I'll take 30%," Yan Huan lowered his head and said, catching the joy on Huang Ming's face from the corner of his eye. Poor Huang Ming, Yan Huan felt that he had tricked him. Perhaps what he was thinking now was that he felt sorry for Yan Huan, and Yan Huan was helping him.

This is a friendly price. He can't find a more friendly price than this. In his opinion, the box office for a subject like divorce may be hundreds of thousands. After excluding the cost, the theater chain's share, and other benefits. As an actor, Yan Huan might get less than 100,000 yuan.

They both have their own thoughts, but in the end, they are both the ones who can have the last laugh.

After all, Huang Ming finally got his share and had an excellent opportunity to lay the best and most solid foundation for his director career.

The filming of "Broken Engagement" was very urgent, because there happened to be a scene where it snows in winter, which was just right. It's snowing now, so I don't have to make fake snow or wait until it snows. I don't know. How long will it take?

This is a rare opportunity. After all, script funding is so tight that I can save whatever I can.

After Yan Huan told the company in advance, he went to take photos of the couple's wedding. At this time, the broadcast of Xunxian had reached a fever pitch, and Qingyao's darkening situation had slowly begun to reach its peak.

People hated her, but in their hearts, they sympathized with her. When they sympathized with her, they wished she would die immediately. All kinds of contradictions were on Qingyao. Then, the ratings of Xunxian broke a new high, almost half of the ratings, and it was the TV series with the highest ratings in recent years.

Coincidentally, it was New Year's Day, and Xunxian was going to boost the ratings during the New Year's Day holiday. Therefore, the three-day New Year's Day holiday was also broadcasted. Then, a total of about 15 episodes could be broadcast over the next two weekends. That was also the most tense and exciting part of Xunxian.

As for the rest, Yan Huan didn't care. Yiling asked her if she would participate in variety shows, but Yan Huan shook her head. She didn't plan to participate. She wanted to shoot more dramas, earn more money, and gain more experience.

Yiling couldn't help but feel a little sorry. Many variety shows now invited Yan Huan. As long as she participated, she would have more opportunities to show her face. However, Yan Huan refused, and refused thoroughly.

Yi Ling could only shrug her shoulders and stick out her tongue.

In the heavy snow, Yan Huan was wearing thin clothes and huddled in the corner. At this time, a bunch of cameras and lighting technicians were surrounding her. At this time, she was not Yan Huan, but the one who had just come out of school, gave up her job in the state-owned enterprise, and was delivering milk, newspapers, and sometimes takeout to others. She raised her head, and a layer of snow had fallen on her hair.