Chapter 352: Is it the director or the fisherman
Yan Mu glanced at him.
She's stuffy too...... But you can't become a fat man by eating in one bite, and you have to come step by step from the villa.
When he left the store after eating, Yan Mu was still thinking about the next plan of the villa.
When Yan Mu followed Sima Xilou to the parking lot here, Sima Xilou felt a stomachache when he went to pick up the car and wanted to go to the bathroom.
Sima Xilou went to the bathroom, and Yan Mu stood by the flower bed next to the vertical parking space and waited.
"Mr. Yu, Mr. Yu, listen to me, my film ...... Mr. Yu"
At this moment, a word that was almost pleading came, and Yan Mu hurriedly turned his face to look over, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.
A young man in one of those multi-bag director's vests was chasing a car that had already started, and ran two steps but didn't catch up.
It seemed that he had broken his foot, and he sat on the ground with his head down all of a sudden, holding his injured foot with a look of lovelessness.
This young man has rough facial features, his hair is shoulder-length, he may have not washed his hair for a few days, and his hair looks oily and a little dirty.
The clothes on his body also looked a little old, and the whole person looked down.
Yan Mu's eyes widened suddenly.
This person seems to be ...... Famous director Wang Yi?
No, to be exact, it was the famous young director in his previous life, but at this time...... Yan Mu knew in his heart that Wang Yi had not yet become famous at this time!
Thinking of the ear he heard just now, Yan Mu's heart jumped.
Could it be that Wang Yi failed to attract investment for his film just now?
Yan Mu suppressed the doubts in his heart, walked over directly and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”
"It's okay......"
Wang Yi wiped his face, and when he raised his eyes to look at Yan Mu, he could see that his eyes were red.
"Look at your clothes, are you a director, or are you fishing?" Yan Mu asked deliberately.
Wang Yi smiled bitterly: "I'm not a director, I don't have any works." ”
"What are you going to shoot now?"
Yan Mu's eyes were shining, and he asked directly, "Tell me, maybe I can help you!" ”
"Huh?"
Wang Yi was obviously a little surprised, he looked Yan Mu up and down, and saw that she was also dressed very exquisitely, like a child of a rich family.
But after all, she is still an underage girl...... The hope that had just lit up in Wang Yi's eyes was extinguished in an instant.
"Tell me, maybe I can get you an investment,"
According to the current time, Yan Mu faintly guessed that it might be Wang Yi's famous work, and he couldn't help but be a little excited, and hurriedly said, "My brother is interested in investing in the entertainment industry!" ”
"Lovelorn Apartment,"
Wang Yi almost gambled all his hopes, "A light comedy love story, relaxed, warm, and a dream story is particularly good!" ”
Really!
Yan Mu's heart immediately jumped up, but his face was very serious: "Tell me, how much money does it cost!" ”
"I made up a million myself, and it's still ...... short"
Wang Yi said and tightened the number in his heart, "There are still four million left." ”
That's his lowest estimate.
"Do you have a business card?"
Yan Mu hurriedly said, "Or give me your contact information, and I'll call you back tonight!" ”
Wang Yi hurriedly took out a crumpled business card from his pocket and handed it to Yan Mu.
Yan Mu also gave him his mobile phone number.
At this time, Yan Mu's mobile phone rang, and when she saw that it was a call from Sima Xilou, she must have come out of the bathroom and couldn't find her.
"Can you walk on your feet?"
Yan Mu couldn't answer the phone, and hurriedly asked, "Do you need us to give you a ride?" ”
"It's okay, it's okay"
Wang Yi felt that he was still a little dizzy now, "I'll just take a break, it's not serious, it's not painful now, then I'll wait for your call at night!" ”
As he spoke, he stood up and patted the dust on his body, waved his hand with Yan Mu and walked towards the bus stop sign over there, turning back one step at a time as he walked.