Unscientific Movie King

Chapter 67 New Year’s greetings
The third day of the Chinese New Year had just passed, and the streets were filled with people visiting relatives. Qin Chuan didn't want to sit idle, so he bought a few gifts and prepared to build his network of relationships.

The first stop was where Jinlian lived in Peking, a residential area with a nice environment.

When Qin Chuan came to the door with cosmetics, facial masks, and jade bracelets, Jin Lian took his gifts and pointed to the corner of the window.

"I have a bunch of things given to me by others. Just pick a few and give them away."

"Sister Jin, this is not good."

"There's nothing wrong with that. Some people don't even know how to give gifts. They gave me cigarettes and alcohol as a woman and told me that I didn't need to give them to my dad. Isn't that funny?"

Qin Chuan wanted to laugh when he heard this. Sometimes, giving gifts is a science. If you give the wrong gift, you may offend people.

For example, the gifts he gives are either practical, such as facial masks, cosmetics, etc.

Either they are fancy and pretty, such as bracelets, which are actually not very expensive, they just look pretty.

Which woman would not be happy seeing this?

"Then I'm welcome."

Qin Chuan picked out two Huazi, two bottles of Taizi, and took a look, and also found an old mountain ginseng.

I made money this time.

Just as he was about to reach out his hand, he heard Jinlian coughing behind him.

"Ahem, young people have a lot of internal heat and blood. Ginseng is not suitable for you. You will have a nosebleed if you eat it."

With an embarrassed smile, Qin Chuan withdrew his hand. He heard that this thing can nourish the kidneys. He has never eaten it, but he wants to try it.

As a man, who would complain about time being too long?

But he couldn't take it in front of Jinlian.

Sitting on the sofa, Qin Chuan said, "Sister Jin, I think my part in Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils will be broadcast soon. How are the publicity preparations going?"

There are forty episodes in Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, and the scenes about You Tanzhi start from Juxianzhuang, the fourteenth episode.

Gradually more and more of them appear later.

CCTV is now broadcasting it every day. When the time comes, two episodes will be presented without fail. There are no weekend holidays, no advanced on-demand programs, and no members watching first. Everything is fair.

"Don't worry, I've asked someone to find out all the episodes you'll appear in. Once the eighth day of the Lunar New Year is over, the company will promote your song."

"Also, just promoting is not enough. I have also made appointments with several media outlets. You will be interviewed on TV when the song is released."

"Sister Jin, it's OK."

This was the first time that Qin Chuan saw Jin Lian's professional ability. To be honest, she was quite thoughtful and worthy of being the artist director of the branch.

When you become a rebel in the future, you can consider taking her ashore with you.

Qin Chuan never thought about working for others.

It's a joke that you're working for others even though you're already cheating.

Jinlian was right when she said that the sugar man was actually his stepping stone.

It’s just that it’s not a musical springboard, but an actor’s springboard.

Before 2010, sugar people were still very popular, and many artists were promoted, such as Hu Ge, Liu Sisi, Nazha, Yuan Hong, Boxer...

In the next seven or eight years, for domestic film and television companies, Tangren and Zhouyi will be two big mountains in the field of costume dramas.

Qin Chuan is now weak and unknown, an unknown nobody, and has no choice but to live under someone else's roof.

He needs a backer, resources, connections, and someone to protect him.

If he had no choice, he would have wanted to be Lu Bu, stabbing his adoptive father and changing platforms every few years.

"Don't flatter me." Jinlian poured water for Qin Chuan: "Didn't you say that Zhao Jian took good care of you? Call him in advance to ask if he is at home, and make sure to send the gift to him."

"Don't worry, I've already asked, and tomorrow we'll be at his house."

"Do you know what to give me?" "Yes, it's a Shandong specialty, Zaozhuang beef jerky."

Qin Chuan learned this trick from some artists in later generations. He would give local specialties from his hometown as gifts to directors.

A director who can manage a crew worth tens of millions has eaten all kinds of delicious food, unless it is covered by the Animal Protection Law, people may not dare to accept it even if you dare to give it to them.

Therefore, the local specialties of hometown appear to be sincere.

In order to get these ten pounds of beef jerky, Qin Chuan even took... a taxi to the next door shopping mall to buy it.

It doesn’t matter where you buy it, as long as the origin is Shandong.

Do you really think those stars traveled thousands of miles carrying plastic bags on a plane to bring a few bites of food to the director?

Qin Chuan guessed that his predecessors would buy the products from shopping malls, change the packaging into old bags, and then carry them to the door.

Because that's what he was going to do.

"Not bad, smart. I don't need to remind you." Jin Lian looked at the cigarettes and alcohol Qin Chuan had just picked out: "Send this to Zhao Jian as well."

Although Qin Chuan is young, his emotional intelligence and interpersonal skills are beyond her imagination.

In the entertainment industry, stupid people can’t survive for long. It’s not that the ones who survive are the smart ones, but that only the smart ones can survive.

The world is dangerous and there are not many opportunities for you to make mistakes. Sometimes, if you say the wrong thing or sit in the wrong position, your acting career may be over.

"I just helped him choose it." Qin Chuan took over the conversation.

Although she knew Qin Chuan was smooth in dealing with things, Jin Lian still had a few more words to say when she thought of his age: "Be smart when you go to someone else's house, don't stay too long, and don't be stupid and sit down to eat when you are asked to."

"Keep a few red envelopes with you and give one to anyone with a child. Sometimes praising a child is more effective than praising an adult..."

Jinlian went over the key points of New Year's greetings like an old nanny. Although Qin Chuan knew all of it and knew it in more detail than she did, he still listened patiently and nodded from time to time.

He glanced at his watch inadvertently and realized that it had been more than half an hour since he entered the door. Qin Chuan stood up and said goodbye, saying that he had to visit the next family.

……

Zhao Jian is from Shaanxi Province. Just like what most southerners imagine, he is tall and strong.

In his early years, he worked with Zhang Da Huzi and settled down in Peking early on.

Downstairs in the residential area where Zhao Jian lives, Qin Chuan's "Bennelu" is online again, and he looks dignified and handsome.

In my hand is an old bag containing local specialties.

"Director Zhao, Happy New Year."

“Have fun together.”

"Come if you want to. It's a waste of money to bring anything with you."

"Director Zhao, you are my great benefactor. Without you, I wouldn't be where I am today. This little gift is nothing. By the way, I also brought some beef jerky, a specialty of my hometown. Let me tell you, this is a specialty of our place. It's homemade, clean and hygienic..."

After entering the door, Qin Chuan kept saying auspicious words, and offered cigarettes, alcohol, tea, and local specialties, and his courtesy was quite thoughtful.

Coincidentally, Zhao Jian actually has a child, so the red envelopes prepared in advance came in handy.

Facing a child who was only a few months old, Qin Chuan almost used up all his vocabulary for praising people.

Before leaving, Zhao Jian also gave him a red envelope, which Qin Chuan pushed back and forth twice.

"You are being polite to me, kid. It's just a red envelope, not much money. It's New Year's Day, just think of it as a blessing from the elders to the younger ones."

"Uncle Zhao, if you say so, then I have to accept it."

When I visited him, Director Zhao became Uncle Zhao.

This trip is not in vain.

(End of this chapter)