Becoming a great entertainer started with being cyberbullied.

While "The Godfather" certainly met many of the demanding requirements listed by Fang Ruoxi, it was the most difficult filming project for Lighthouse Entertainment.

First, the core of "The Godfather Part I" is the old Godfather, and the actors are crucial.

Second, there's the issue of the era. This is an older film, set in Country A during the 'Great Immigration Period'. To film such a movie, the entire crew would have to be in Country A.

Third, the director must be a director from Country A who experienced that era.

The three problems that Fang Ruoxi has come up with so far are enough to give her a headache.

But the project must get started immediately, otherwise those investors who value Lighthouse Entertainment's 'Country A film and television value' will change their minds and run away faster than anyone else.

After hesitating for a moment, Fang Ruoxi contacted Director Zhou.

Director Zhou was already overwhelmed with the casting for her palace drama. The moment the news got out, her phone practically vibrated like an electric toothbrush.

The rumors that Zhou, the mysterious screenwriter from Lighthouse Entertainment who directed "Princess Cruises," are the source of this information are enough to get those with a keen sense of smell in the entertainment industry moving.

This kept Director Zhou, who was over sixty years old, very busy, but as the saying goes, sixty-five is the age to take risks.

After the call connected, neither side had time for small talk and went straight to the point.

"Xiao Fang, what's up?"

"Director Zhou, do you know any directors from Country A?"

Currently, the director most people associate with country A is Liu Pingwei, who just won an Oscar.

Director Zhou's mind was still filled with the resumes of the various actors, and he couldn't quite process what was happening. "Huh? Shouldn't we be asking that big black guy we're working with on the movie?"

Fang Ruoxi could only say, "There's been a problem with that collaboration. We'll discuss the details next time we meet."

Director Zhou suddenly regained his senses.

"You're planning to do it yourself?"

"You want to make your own movie? And use it to conquer Country A? Have you thought this through? No way, I'm coming to find you right now. Where are you?"

Fang Ruoxi said, "I'm in the company office."

She glanced at the time; it was quite late, almost nine o'clock. For a normal elderly person, it would be time to rest.

But Director Zhou is a veteran 'owl' in the entertainment industry.

At 10:30, Director Zhou burst into Fang Ruoxi's office.

"What exactly happened? Did those gangsters from Country A steal the script and kick us to the curb??"

Fang Ruoxi: "..."

Fang Ruoxi got up and made a cup of tea for Director Zhou. "Director Zhou, it's not that serious. The other party has settled the payment for the script, and the bank transfer should arrive in the next few days."

Director Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, but his brows still furrowed. "If this news gets back to those people in the investment circle, any further negotiations you have are definitely going to fall through."

Fang Ruoxi nodded, "That's right, that's why I want to film it myself."

Without saying much, she pushed the hastily printed copy of "The Godfather" in front of Director Zhou.

Director Zhou took out her black-rimmed reading glasses, put them on, and began to carefully peruse the script. She was quickly captivated by the dramatic plot, and would exclaim "Good!" softly when she came across a particularly good passage.

Originally, Director Zhou thought that the Godfather's youngest son killing the corrupt policeman and drug dealer was the climax, but then the son who inherited the family business was attacked and killed, and the entire family fell into decline. The old Godfather was heartbroken as he collected the body and compromised with several other families in exchange for the return of his exiled youngest son.

With the death of the old Godfather and the collapse of the family's power, it's like a deeply rooted tree falling down. Director Zhou, based on his many years of experience, speculates on the aftermath of the story.

The youngest son can either stick to his father's principles, bide his time and wait for the future, or the family can clean up their act and move to the gambling city to develop their business.

Unexpectedly, the climax of the entire script was achieved through a montage at the end.

On one side stands a magnificent church, symbolizing the baptism of salvation, where the bishop poses a series of questions to his youngest son, who is taking over the family business.

On the other side, the youngest son's men were carrying out a brutal beheading operation.

As soon as a question is answered, an assassin takes his position, like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, eyeing his unsuspecting target, ready to strike a fatal blow.

As the scene unfolded in Director Zhou's mind, she felt a chill run down her spine. Her finger, pointing at the black ink writing, trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but read the lines aloud.

"Mike Corleone, do you renounce Satan?"

[Bang, bang, bang, bang!]

The enemy all fell in pools of blood.

The new priest looked directly into the bishop's eyes and answered clearly, "I renounce Satan."

Director Zhou raised his head and breathed heavily.

She raised her hand to take off her glasses, but her fingers were trembling.

No good director can remain calm after reading this script.

She couldn't help but stand up and pace back and forth in the room like a child.

"This script is so good, no, it's beyond words. It's sure to win an award and will definitely be a landmark achievement in film and television."

"Wait, there are too many details in this script, I need to take another look!"

Fang Ruoxi certainly wouldn't refuse such a small request. "Of course, I'll send you a copy later. Let's hurry up and get this project up and running as soon as possible, so that if Hongsen Capital comes to inspect our area, it won't affect our subsequent plans."

Director Zhou: "Yes, yes, yes!"

"After reading this script, I understand. You want to find a director from Country A, someone we can control, right?"

Once the real-world problems were presented, Director Zhou immediately calmed down.

The main problem is that those difficulties are no less than being doused with cold water.

"Don't even think about famous directors. Those directors either have their own money to invest in and make their own films, or they are deeply tied to those monopolistic film and television giants."

"Going to them is like throwing a meat bun to a dog; you don't even catch the dog, and you might lose the bun in the process."

"let me see……"

"Hey, I don't know anyone in this field, I'll have to find a teacher. How about this, let's go over there now!"

Fang Ruoxi: "…………"

Fang Ruoxi looked up at the time: 23:25.

As Director Zhou spoke, he got up to grab his coat, putting it on while muttering, "After the teacher came back, he basically retired from the industry. His phone was disconnected, but I know where he is. Let's go find him."

Fang Ruoxi tried to remind them, "It's 12 o'clock, wouldn't it be presumptuous of us to go?"

Director Zhou glared at him, "I'm his apprentice. Without you, he wouldn't even know about his master's wife's situation. No matter what, his master owes you a favor, not to mention the 'Princess Cruises' script. What are you talking about, disturbing me!"

In fact, Fang Ruoxi was even more anxious than Director Zhou. Upon hearing this, she no longer refused, picked up her coat, and stood up, saying, "Let's go."

……

Director Liu has quietly returned to China.

He is going through divorce proceedings with his second wife, and the small villa they used to live in is being given to her as part of the property.

However, because he had just won an Olympic award and gained widespread fame, his second wife changed her mind and refused to divorce him. She went to Liu Pingwei's other property almost every day to "save their relationship".

Unable to bear the harassment any longer, Liu Pingwei confessed that he had donated his property and was now penniless, but his second wife did not believe him.

Exhausted, Liu Pingwei had no choice but to contact his apprentice Zhou Wen and ask her to help him rent a one-bedroom apartment in this old neighborhood.

The sound insulation in the neighborhood is extremely poor.

Every day, Liu Pingwei's heart is tested by the sound of the children running around upstairs.

The couple next door had a big fight every three days and a small fight every two days, but they always ended up making up before going to bed.

These living conditions are almost completely unrelated to Liu Pingwei, who has just won China's first "Little Golden Man" and joined the ranks of world-renowned directors.

But he lived there quietly, as if in self-exile.

"Knock knock knock."

At 12:30 a.m., a gentle knock on the door echoed in the dimly lit one-bedroom apartment.

"Teacher, it's me, Zhou Wen." Zhou Wen knocked on the door and eagerly announced his name.

There was no remorse for disturbing the peace late at night in his eyes, only excitement ignited by the new script.