As soon as he said it, Lin Baiyao called Hu Mingkai in front of He Qiu and proposed that he want to change the female lead and asked him to find time for an interview tomorrow.

Hu Mingkai was still in Shanghai, and his heart collapsed when he received the news about Lin Baiyao.

He had already interviewed the original female lead. Her performance was raw but spiritual, and her appearance was not sweet but recognizable. Overall, she was quite satisfied.

However, Lin Baiyao had to change someone as soon as he made a phone call, even if it was Party A’s father. Wouldn’t it seem too childish?

Filming a TV series is indeed like playing house as a child, but this kind of playing house requires tens of millions of investments and cannot really be treated as playing house.

If you are not careful, you will lose all your money, and many investors will jump off the building.

"Mr. Lin, would you like to think about it again..."

Hu Mingkai really wanted this drama to be good. After all, it was his first major production after moving to the north.

Lin Baiyao's face darkened and he said, "Director Hu, I hope you will think about it again."

Hu Mingkai remembered what Qian Qiang told him. This Mr. Lin was a ruthless character in the Mainland. He couldn't help but feel frightened. He said hurriedly: "I will follow Mr. Lin's arrangements and let her audition tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Baiyao was still angry. He Qiu asked with concern: "What's wrong? Is it difficult?"

Lin Baiyao smiled bitterly and said: "Literati are all full of bad habits! If you give them money and invite them to film, they still insist on the bottom line of artistic creation, saying that they are unwilling to bow to capital and have the power to choose and make decisions... But this

In addition to me, there are also Guoyu Media, Magic City TV and several other shareholders in this drama. They all support Hu Mingkai, so he thinks he has the confidence to dare to challenge me."

Although He Qiu was too domineering, he was not really unreasonable. He said: "Is it so troublesome?"

Lin Baiyao drank another glass of wine and said coldly: "No trouble, if Hu Mingkai doesn't agree to change the female lead, then change the director..."

He Qiu hesitated and said: "This...there are other shareholders, will it affect your investment in this drama?"

She also works in a state-owned enterprise, and knows that wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

If Hu Mingkai is supported by other shareholders and Lin Baiyao insists on replacing him, he may offend a lot of friends and be detrimental to his development.

Lin Baiyao said with a smile: "The impact is not big, it's just a ten million investment, it doesn't matter if it's all wasted... Besides, Sister Qiu's friend recommended it, I believe the acting skills should be passable and won't be a burden!"

He Qiu is really not sure about his friends. If he has acting skills, will he go around asking for people to join him?

She was sober now. Although she was moved by Lin Baiyao's willingness to spend 10 million for her face, her friend's face was not worth this price.

Glancing at Lin Baiyao, He Qiu became more and more stupid the more he looked at this kid. He couldn't help but complain: "It's not a big deal, you really don't use money as money. Investing 10 million, making money is one thing, in the entertainment industry

Expanding contacts is another aspect. Is it worth it if you just say a word to me and lose all your money and offend all your contacts?"

Lin Baiyao smiled and said nothing.

Silence is better than sound at this time.

"...Forget it, forget it," He Qiu waved his hand and said impatiently: "My friend just asked for a role. It doesn't matter the size. Just arrange a female supporting role for her student."

Of course, Lin Baiyao didn't want to change too quickly. He pretended to be thoughtful and came up with a compromise idea, saying: "Let's do it. We'll have an interview tomorrow. If Hu Mingkai doesn't object, then we'll settle on the girl. It can help Sister Qiu save face. Why?"

Don’t make any money? If Hu Mingkai is still a tough talker, then listen to Sister Qiu and arrange a female supporting role with more roles so that you can explain to your friends."

He Qiu said with satisfaction: "I will do as you say."

She had forgotten that she had strongly requested the female lead just now. Now she felt that it didn't matter whether the female lead or the female supporting role was important. What was important was that Lin Baiyao really listened to her words.

This is enough!

In a happy mood, He Qiu got drunk again, but she remembered that she was in the Magic City, not Yuezhou, and did not dare to indulge too much. In the end, she managed to stay awake and broke up with Lin Baiyao and left.

Lin Baiyao was in high spirits now that it was past the time to go to bed. Anyway, nothing happened, so he took Tang Xiaoqi and Duanzi to the Bund.

The Bund is brightly lit.

The first Golden Week was only implemented on November this year, but the city is a city after all, and there are an endless stream of tourists. There are also people performing street magic with skillful techniques and outstanding effects. Especially a few humorous operations attracted bursts of applause.

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What was embarrassing was that during the money collection process after the magic, very few people gave money, only three or five foreigners gave money.

This has nothing to do with quality, only habits.

Chinese people are not used to paying for knowledge.

If he were a beggar, he would probably pay more actively than anyone else.

Lin Baiyao touched Tang Xiaoqi. Tang Xiaoqi understood and immediately took out ten dollars from his pocket. When he was about to pass, a girl walked out of the crowd and put a hundred dollars into the magician's hat.

This is the largest denomination received tonight.

The magician very gentlemanly conjured a rose and gave it to the girl. The night, river beach, spring breeze, and bright moon made the beauty of the flower even more beautiful.

Lin Baiyao raised his eyebrows. In a city with tens of millions of people, he unexpectedly met Cynthia's best friend Li Shishi.

He didn't say hello. The two of them had only casual acquaintances and were not considered friends.

They continued to wander around with Tang Xiaoqi and Duanzi. Not far away, Li Shishi shouted from behind: "Mr. Lin?"

Lin Baiyao stopped.

Duan Zi stood beside and behind him alertly, staring closely at the girl running towards him with her skirt lifted.

Tang Xiaoqi looked around to see if there were any other suspicious people.

Following Lin Baiyao till now, how to divide the work, without words, everyone falls into their respective positions in an instant, and there is a perfect tacit understanding.

Lin Baiyao turned around and said with a smile: "Hello, Miss Li."

Li Shishi walked closer, panting slightly. First he looked at Duan Zidu in surprise, and then his delicate eyes showed a little ridicule and said, "Is this how Mr. Lin avoids friends when he sees them?"

Lin Baiyao smiled and said: "Miss Li has wronged me! I happened to pass by this place and saw Miss Li generously giving away money. She gave roses to others and received roses. They all had a lingering fragrance. Suddenly, the fun of the trip was exhausted. She returned after exhausting her fun. It was not to avoid it.

Of……"

Li Shishi smiled and said, "No wonder Fei'er is full of praise for you. Mr. Lin's mouth is something I've seen before. It's even more powerful than the Buddha with a lotus-tongued tongue."

Lin Baiyao couldn't tell whether it was a compliment or a sarcasm, so he decisively changed the subject and said, "Miss Li, you're still up so late?"

"I live nearby and it's the weekend, so I came here to relax."

"Oh? What could make Huayin Chint's Assistant Li so upset?"

Lin Baiyao was not a nosy person, but thinking of Li Shishi's kindness in saving him by diving into the water, he asked more questions.

Although he was very good at swimming, even if he couldn't swim, there would always be classmates who would come to rescue him if there were so many people around him. But one thing is that he worked hard without any credit. At least he got his clothes wet, and he didn't have to pay for dry cleaning.

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Li Shishi hesitated for a moment, then seemed to have made up his mind and said, "If Mr. Lin is not busy, can you have a cup of coffee with me?"

Lin Baiyao was a little surprised. After all, he had been in contact with Li Shishi before, and he had a flawless sense of social propriety that was unique to financial elites.

Tonight, maybe I really encountered something troubling, and there was no suitable way to talk to it. When I met an old friend like myself, who was not a long-time friend, my emotions suddenly burst out.

"Of course, it's just this hour. Is the cafe still open?"

Facts have proved that Lin Bai is an old-fashioned medicine man.

In 1999, trendy night cafes appeared in the Magic City.

Located in a simple alley, its name is the same as Van Gogh's Cafe in the small town of Arles, France. The decoration and decorations are almost copied from each other. It is not a branch, and it is not considered plagiarism.

When it comes to art, that's called tribute.

Warm and bright lights shine on the path in front of the cafe. In the dark blue night sky, the stars twinkle like the brilliant lights in Van Gogh's eyes.

Pushing open the wooden door, orange light shines on the pink and violet cobblestone floor. It is only one step wide and narrow, and you can have an unobstructed view of the entire cafe by crossing it like a pilgrim.

There is a billiard table in the middle of the room, with six or seven low tables and chairs on both sides of the table. The guests in twos and threes are chatting in low voices, and most of them are white-collar workers.

Behind the pool table is a small bar. On the right wall of the bar is an excerpt from Van Gogh painted in beautiful fonts:

It is called a "night cafe" and is open all night. Those "night travelers" who have no money to stay or are too drunk and are rejected can stay here for a night.

For people like us, all of this—family, hometown—may seem more attractive in fantasy than in reality, where we live just fine without family or hometown.

I always feel like a traveler, going somewhere, towards a certain destination.

This is the letter Van Gogh wrote to Theo when he was creating "Night Café" in 1888. It is most suitable for the resonance of those migrant workers who are wandering in the metropolis and have nowhere to rest their souls.

There is an aisle on the side of the bar, open the curtain that covers the aisle, and there are rows of private rooms.

Li Shishi should be a regular customer of this cafe. He took Lin Baiyao and the others to one of the private rooms, ordered illy's decaffeinated coffee beans and asked the waiter to grind them freshly. Then he was silent for a moment, raised his head and said

: "I wonder if Mr. Lin has read the new column "Shen Zhi Lun" in "Songhu Securities Times"?"

Lin Baiyao shook his head and said, "I don't pay much attention to the financial newspapers and periodicals here in Shanghai. What's wrong?"

""Shen Zhi Lun" is dedicated to commenting on the stock market. The author Shen Shi is unknown, but he seems to have profound insights into national policies and domestic and foreign economic trends..."

Lin Baiyao smiled and said: "Miss Li, how can she become so profound if she is not well-known? Isn't it contradictory?"

Li Shishi said sternly: "Because his stock reviews are completely contrary to the current mainstream, but he can still justify himself under the siege and criticism of many economists, gold medal stock commentators and stock investors. Without profound theoretical knowledge and profound practical experience, I am afraid that

He was completely defeated a long time ago and drowned in the vast ocean of the Demon City..."

Lin Baiyao smiled slightly and said: "I don't understand the stock market, but the logic of everything in the world is the same. Materialist dialectics likes to say that the unity of opposites means that some people are bearish on the stock market, and some are bullish on the stock market. Those who are bearish can justify themselves.

People who believe in bullishness can also justify themselves, how profound is this? It’s just a simple saying!”

Li Shishi said distressedly: "What Mr. Lin is saying is that the stock reviews of "Shen Zhi Lun" are not trustworthy. Will the stock market continue the trend of the previous few months and continue to open lower and move lower?"

Lin Baiyao said: "That's not necessarily the case! Miss Li, the last time we met, you asked about the stock market. This time you are worried about the stock market. Can I ask how much you bought?"

Li Shishi's face turned red and he said: "I just entered the market a few days ago and invested all my savings, more than half a million in total..."

Lin Baiyao was not very surprised.

Although he didn't know Li Shishi's family background, he was a turtle and had experience working in a large foreign company. After returning to China, he joined Huatai Zhengyin, a giant brokerage that was undergoing mergers. The salary would not be low, and he could save half a million.

Savings are based on reason.

When entering the market at this time, of course you are optimistic that the stock market will rise, or else should you become a taker?

"Influenced by "Shen Zhi Lun"?"

"It's probably 70% of the impact. I used to think that the stock market had been down for so long and there should be some improvement, but I still couldn't make up my mind. Until I saw the stock review in "Shen Zhi Lun", I realized that it all spoke to my heart, so..."
Chapter completed!