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That night, Lin Muyan searched online for the extremely popular fantasy drama. Initially just curious about the appeal of such a fictional show, after watching two episodes, she was completely hooked. So much so that Sunrise, with tired and sore eyes, reluctantly closed her laptop with only two percent battery left. She didn't sleep all night, her temples pounding fiercely.
Lin Muyan She half-heartedly patted her face a few times, splashed some water on it, and finally felt a bit more awake. Tidying up the scattered notes on the bed, she let out a small yawn. She had a bit to drink last night and stayed up all night, so her head was now dull and aching.
I'm planning to go downstairs to have something to relieve my fatigue. Just as I turned the doorknob, I saw someone standing at the door. Linbo had obviously been waiting for a while. When she came out, he calmly called her "Miss," and then casually placed a black lacquer and gold-patterned tray from the Qianlong period in front of her, using it as a serving tray. On top of it was a cup of salted tangerine tea, with a light, pale yellow color, and a few pieces of boiled tangerine peel floating in the center of the cup.
Lin Muyan picked up the cup without batting an eye, took a big sip, and the faintly salty taste mixed with the scent of oranges lingered between her lips and teeth, dispelling some of the discomfort brought on by the hangover.
"You didn't tell Grandpa, did you?" She finished the Hangover tea in one breath and quietly asked Linbo as she put the cup back.
Linbo smiled, "Grandpa went to play chess with someone early this morning. He went to bed early last night."
The implication is that the old master has not had the chance to hear about her drinking. Lin Muyan gave a thumbs up to Linbo. Although she drank Hangover tea, she stayed up all night and didn't have much appetite for breakfast. She just had a few bites and let the driver take her to the peak.
Last night, I saw a lot of good things. She is now eager to organize this content and prepare for what Sister Wang said yesterday.
Shen Yang came back with the market analysis chart provided by the sales department, and Lin Muyan was sleeping on the table.
She was leaning on her right arm, her fan-shaped eyelashes casting a circle of shadows under her eyes, and her elbow pressing on several revised opinion papers. The red notes on them seemed to have not completely dried yet.
Shen Yang hesitated for a moment, just about to leave, letting her sleep for a while. Lin Muyan, who was lying on the table, groggily climbed up and focused for a while before realizing it was Shen Yang and waved at her.
"How did the meeting in the marketing department go?"
As soon as she started work today, she arranged for several people in the company's leadership. Peak Entertainment has been dedicated to creating stars and negotiating contracts, but planning a TV series is a first.
Actually, the matter of producing a TV series was once mentioned by Peak Entertainment, but due to lack of unity among the people and insufficient leadership at the time, the matter was completely shelved. Now, Lin Muyan suddenly brought it up, and several department managers are not very optimistic, expressing some reservations. "Most people are still quite supportive, but considering the sudden popularity of fantasy dramas, their suggestion is that they hope Mr. Lin can wait and observe for a while longer."
It seems that Shen Yang is trying to recall the reactions of several department managers during the meeting, and Shen Yang is trying hard to find the right words to answer Lin Muyan. "They are all not very satisfied," Lin Muyan said slowly, pointing to her cheek, directly puncturing Shen Yang's well-intentioned lie.
Those old folks always rely on their status as company veterans, and they always choose the safe path, unwilling to take any risks. They will definitely resent her for wanting to prepare a new drama. "Don't mind them, help me make an appointment first." She put down her elbow leaning on the table, found a name on the table, pointed to the company name written below the name, and before she could speak, Shen Yang was quite surprised and widened his eyes.
"Isn't this the author of 'Pear Blossom,' Xian Da?"
Lin Muyan raised an eyebrow, and Shen Yang awkwardly touched his ear, "I, I am a fan of Xian Da."
"I have read her works, they are not cliché, quite suitable for adaptation into a TV series. And from what I know, she happens to be a fan of Cheng Xin."
The coordination with Xian Da went even smoother than expected. Upon presenting Cheng Xin, the other party expressed a strong willingness to cooperate. After that, Lin Muyan spent a lot of effort communicating with the company at all levels, finally allowing the fantasy drama "Pear Blossoms" to make new progress. After obtaining startup funds from Investors, Lin Muyan has been so busy lately that she hasn't had a proper meal a few times.
Often not seen in the morning, not returning home at night, Old Master Lin has mentioned it to her several times. Seeing that she is truly busy, he feels extremely distressed and can't help but privately tell Linbo many times that it's better not to gamble.
On this day, Lin Muyan dragged her exhausted self onto the bed, her upper eyelids hitting her lower eyelids. The clock on the top of her head showed two o'clock in the morning, and her whole body was exhausted and drowsy.
The non-stop work made her particularly unable to cope. In just a few seconds, she had already fallen into a dream. Suddenly, there was a tremor beneath her, and a buzzing noise scared away the group of cute little people she had just dreamed of.
Her brain hadn't fully awakened from the dream, and reflexively reached for the phone pressing against her. As soon as the call connected, the voice on the other end spoke rapidly, leaving her momentarily stunned. After a few seconds, she suddenly widened her eyes, disbelief and a hint of long-unseen cracks shimmering in her gaze. "What did you just say?"
She suddenly raised her voice, piercing the stillness of the night with its sharpness. The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be startled by her, paused for a moment, and then repeated it, this time with a noticeable hint of crying. "Investors are about to withdraw their investment directly. The crew has everything arranged, even the director has already checked into the hotel. What should we do now? Just now the director asked me when we can start shooting tomorrow, and I don't know how to answer him."
The call was from the person in charge of coordinating the "Pear Blossom" crew. In order to show the importance of this project, Lin Muyan specifically selected a reliable person in charge. However, at the moment, they are in a panic and unable to hold their ground.
"How many people from the company are there now? Have them find a way to appease the crew. Withdrawing the investment is not something that can be done with just a few words. I will contact the Investors from my end. You must not panic."
There was a silent nod from the other end of the phone, followed by a small "mm" in response.
Lin Muyan Jumping out of bed, pacing around it, "The director said that the investors have some conditions for script revisions. We need to maintain a good attitude and avoid conflict. I will personally contact the author."
She walked back and forth on the wool carpet, but she was too preoccupied to feel its softness, anxiously pressing her temples with her knuckles.
The sudden turn of events made her pause for a moment, and she tried to stay calm as she said, "As for the filming, it will be postponed for now. I'll handle the rest and call you later."
I really can't rest assured, so she reminded the other party again before hanging up the phone. In her light brown eyes, there was a hint of gloom, as if the haze had obscured the rising sun, leaving only a dim cloud of sorrow. After a few seconds of pause, Lin Muyan picked up her phone again, took a few deep breaths, and dialed a number.
After a few drops, the other person answered with a displeased "hello," as if being rudely awakened from a dream, feeling very annoyed.
"Sorry, Wang Jie, for disturbing you so late. I know you're very busy. I'll get straight to the point. I heard from the crew that you want to withdraw your investment. Is there something about this project that you're not satisfied with?"
Lin Muyan was pressing with the question, but her tone was exceptionally friendly.
The boss was present, so she couldn't say anything too extreme.
There was a moment of silence on the phone, then the call was hung up.
Lin Muyan's fake smile still hung on her lips. Suddenly hearing the busy tone, she abruptly took off the mask, endured the anger, and dialed again.
This time, the other party took noticeably longer to answer.
"Just now the signal might not have been very good. Wang Jie, what did you just say?"
She gave the other party a way out.
InvestorsAfter a moment of silence, there was a hint of inexplicable hostility in the tone.
"Yes, I did mention withdrawing the investment."
"What is the reason for that? Let me see if I can resolve it. after all We have signed a contract, and you are not someone who would unilaterally breach it. I would like to know the reason, so that it can facilitate our future cooperation."
"Are you dissatisfied with the quality of the script or the choice of the leading actress? You have to give me some direction, right?"
She tried to make her words sound less aggressive, but the silence on the other end of the phone was truly annoying.
Her previous collaborations with this Investors had been smooth, and Lin Muyan never expected things to go wrong at this critical moment.
Why wouldn't I be anxious?
She bit her tongue in frustration, calming her surging emotions once again.
After a few moments of silence, the tone of the other person became somewhat strange, as if harboring a great deal of resentment towards Lin Muyan.
"Of course I'm not satisfied. I thought your company had changed with new people and would be different from before, but now it's still terribly lacking. You can't even manage your own artists properly. I think your company's operations itself have problems and can't support a drama. I don't care about the investment. I've already prepared a lawyer. Whether you want to go to court or whatever, it's up to you. Anyway, I'm not investing the 600 million." Suddenly, it's about internal management, and Lin Muyan can't make heads or tails of it. Even if it's a death sentence, at least give a reason for the death sentence, right? Such a vague accusation, even if Lin Muyan has a strong heart, can't accept such a reason."
"You said artist? What mismanagement?"
The phone had already turned into a rapid busy tone.
Lin Muyan unconsciously bit her lower lip, and the light-colored lip was squeezed hard and filled with blood.
Words always need to be explained clearly, but when she called Sister Wang again, the other party simply turned off her phone. How did it suddenly turn to the company's artist? Lin Muyan I thought about it all night, but I couldn't come up with a reasonable reason for the other party's change of heart. I tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep.
What tormented Lin Muyan even more was that the news of Wang Jie's withdrawal of funds, which she had hidden so well, still spread like wildfire, causing all the directors who were at odds with her to believe it. They were all eager to cause trouble for her as soon as she arrived at the company.
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