Becoming a Billionaire after Divorce-Chapter 759 - 284: Visiting Yang Mi on Set (Part 2)
By the way, Yu Hua’s hometown is in Haiyan, Jiaxing, Zhejiang. He was born in Hangzhou but moved to Haiyan soon after.
So Haiyan is where he grew up.
It’s also the spiritual home of his novel writing.
Due to the needs of filming, the crew is located in a very impoverished rural area.
Friends who have watched the TV series "Mountain and Sea Love" should have a rudimentary understanding of the poorest parts of this region.
Anyway, it’s much more challenging than those new rural areas along the coast.
The main issue is the geographical constraints, not the farmers’ lack of effort.
Sun Dasheng stayed here for a few days and found it extremely tough, so he provided many more living vehicles for the crew.
For example, a nanny van for the actors to rest, a dining car for the actors to eat, and a water truck for the actors to wash up.
All aspects were considered, very attentive.
This made Director Zhang Li express his gratitude.
"Thank you, President Sun, for arranging these vehicles and equipment for us. Let’s skip the words of gratitude, it’s all in the drink. I finish mine, you drink as you please."
This gathering was limited to the director, producer, and a few others.
Sun Dasheng attended with Yang Mi.
The intention was clear, to get them to take good care of her in the crew.
"No need, drinking should be enjoyable. With me, there are no rules about finishing a drink in one go. These rules are bad; drinking is supposed to promote relationships, not ruin them by causing conflicts." Sun Dasheng stopped him from downing his drink in one go.
Zhang Li was quite surprised; such sponsors are rare.
You must know that in all his years of filmmaking, he’s met countless sponsors.
They are mostly condescending, wanting to trample everyone underfoot. That’s why there’s such talk about losing face if you don’t drink in one go at the table.
At the root, it’s about discipline, it’s PUA.
It’s about showing off their authority.
But those are mostly upstarts, the kind who won’t last three generations, far behind truly established families.
But today, it seems he’s met a true gentleman.
He wondered to himself whose young master this was.
Yet his hands didn’t idle, giving a thumbs up: "President Sun, you’re something else!"
"You’re different from others, no wonder you can achieve such great success."
Flattering words might be crude, but it depends on who’s saying them. Coming from the famous director Zhang Li, Sun Dasheng found it quite elegant.
"You’ve overpraised, it’s just some small business, not worth mentioning," Sun Dasheng replied humbly.
Beside him, Yang Mi almost rolled her eyes up to the sky.
Such a hypocritical man.
Since no one pressured anyone to drink, the banquet ended quickly.
Back at the hotel.
Yang Mi busied herself with undressing him, boiling water, then helping him bathe. After washing, she even helped dry his hair, only to find herself drenched in sweat.
"I’ll take a shower too."
"Go ahead, I’ll play with my phone for a bit." Sun Dasheng lay on the bed, leisurely scrolling through Douyin.
He happened to swipe to an entertainment news piece.
The news revealed that Yang Mi secretly married and had a child for a mogul, now getting strong support to make a comeback with excellent resources.
To increase the credibility of the story, it went on and on about how difficult it was for this drama to pass censorship, and without a powerful backing, it was impossible.
One look at how no one in the country dared to shoot this drama before, and you can tell.
The initial predictions were quite accurate, shocking Sun Dasheng, making him think his information had been leaked.
But seeing the nonsensical deductions later on, he instantly laughed.
What nonsense about Yang Mi’s bigwig backing being just like Yaya’s back then.
This kind of correct reasoning ending in wrong conclusions, it seems like they just randomly guessed part of the truth.
He was thinking as he held the phone.
Could it be that some of the gossip he’d read online before got a part of it right too?
After all, with so many accounts eating from this bowl online, there would always be one that got something right.
But upon second thought, it’s quite uninteresting.
Without solid evidence, no one would believe it.
Reading the comments, sure enough, most were criticizing this blogger, with a minority eager to stir up trouble, joining in the chaos.
"What are you looking at?" Yang Mi came over, her hair still damp.
"Here, look." Sun Dasheng handed the phone to her.
She glanced at it and tossed it onto the bed, "There’s a ton of true and false information in the entertainment circle every day. If there’s no solid proof, just ignore it."
"Can you help me blow dry my hair?"
Sun Dasheng looked at her with admiration, indeed, as someone who has thrived in the entertainment industry for twenty years, this sort of composed attitude is better than most people.
"Sure, sit over here." Sun Dasheng patted his leg.
Sun Dasheng had Yang Mi sit on his lap and dried her hair.
After drying her hair, he didn’t let her go, instead hugging her tightly.
Yang Mi knew his intention too well, and merely said, "Turn off the lights."
"How can I admire your beauty with the lights off?" Sun Dasheng said as he moved in.
"Oh you, alright then, it’s just that I’m afraid the hotel outside isn’t safe and might have cameras." Yang Mi said.
At home, I don’t turn off the lights to avoid you anyway. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦
"Oh, you don’t have to worry about that. I had Da Yong check it a few days ago. He’s a pro at this, rest assured," Sun Dasheng reassured her.
Actually, her concern was valid, especially since they’re in an inland underdeveloped area. Most actors were staying with local farmers, and only a few star actors drove dozens of kilometers to stay at hotels in the county. Most county hotels were Samsung chain hotels, so it’s normal to be cautious.
After all, even in big developed cities like Shanghai City, this kind of secret filming has happened in five-star hotels.
The main thing is that nowadays pinhole cameras have become more hidden, and ordinary people can easily fall into the trap without noticing.
Most domestic resources are obtained through these illegal means.
The gray industry chain can reap huge profits, so such incidents keep happening, and the law can’t deter these people.
The next day.
After waking up.
Yang Mi was packing her luggage.
After breakfast, Sun Dasheng returned to Shanghai City.
He hadn’t stayed in Shanghai City for a few days before setting off for Hangzhou again.
The main issue was a problem with the relocation of the car factory there.
It wasn’t the government going back on their word, because he’d promised significant investment to the local government for the relocation, and the government was actually happy about it.
The issue was that some people didn’t want to leave their homes to move to the inland city of Rong City.
They didn’t want to move, so naturally, they lost their jobs.
This was quite a number of people, and not handling it well could cause trouble.
The main problem is the poor employment environment right now, if it were a few years ago during the prosperous economy, this number of people wouldn’t need the local government’s intervention; local enterprises could easily absorb them.
They were even short of people, needing to recruit from nearby Anhui and Henan.
Now, the market is down, companies are busy with layoffs, reducing staff to improve efficiency, no capacity to take in this batch of unemployed industrial workers.
It was already dark when he arrived in Hangzhou.
After checking into a local five-star hotel.
He immediately called the local representative to inquire about the details.
Over the phone, only a rough idea could be discussed; the specific situation had to be understood face-to-face.
The person in charge of Hangzhou was an old hand of the company, Fang Yuan from the asset management department sent by headquarters.
True to his name, he was quite chubby, sitting there like a living Buddha.
"Tell me what the situation exactly is." Sun Dasheng handed him a cigarette, indicating for him to light it himself.
Because of this gesture of Sun Dasheng offering a smoke, Fang Yuan instantly felt much more at ease, knowing that the CEO wasn’t here to blame but to solve problems.
So after taking a puff, he stubbed it out in the ashtray beside him and started solemnly recounting the ins and outs of the matter.
Listening to his subordinate’s report, Sun Dasheng smoked three cigarettes.
Because he also felt the severity of the situation.
The previous car factory had a total of 8,000 employees.
Only 60% were willing to move to Rong City for a new start, another 20% took substantial compensation and chose to find their own way, while the remaining 20% neither wanted to move to Rong City nor take the money and leave, just sticking with the company.
Even if it’s just 20%, under such a large base, that’s still a full 1,600 people, and 1,600 people aren’t just 1,600 people, they represent 1,600 families.
This burden is truly heavy.
Sun Dasheng also understood these people’s concerns, it was the same as the workers during the great layoffs in the Northeast in the 90s.
They didn’t want to squander the one-time compensation and lose their livelihood.
They wanted a "iron rice bowl."
"Are these people all middle-aged, with elderly above and children below?" Sun Dasheng asked.
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