Chapter 11: Bullshit, This Is All Fate!
Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
The afternoon sun penetrated the window and shone on the house, which made it hot inside.
After a deep breath, the musty smell of the air-conditioner made the house smell a bit rotten.
Lu Yuan did not look strong, but he was. After struggling for a long time, Fatty Wei was finally pulled into the house by Lu Yuan.
Fatty Wei, who was in a state of uncertainty, saw Lu Yuan's domineering expression and one that seemed to hint, "I'll make you high". Subsequently...
Fatty Wei was a male interested in females.
However, not everyone in the world was like Fatty Wei - a male interested in females.
There were also males interested in males.
Fatty Wei didn't discriminate against such people, but...
He respectfully distanced himself from them.
At this moment...
Fatty Wei thought that Lu Yuan belonged to that category of people.
Fatty Wei wanted to cry.
He thought about a scene countless years later...
Perhaps, many years later at midnight, he would regret peeing at the cast from "The Capital". He would be so sad that he wanted to commit suicide by hanging himself.
That puddle of urine...
Had caused psychological trauma.
"Don't stand there, sit down, let's talk!" Lu Yuan took off his coat and revealed his white singlet, excited.
"Lu Yuan, let's discuss things amicably..." Fatty Wei was shocked. His legs and stomach were shaking. He held his cell phone slightly and was ready to call the cops.
"Yes, it's just a good chat. Why do you look like this? Can you be more natural, relaxed and happy? You need to know that what we are going to do next may leave a legacy!" Lu Yuan looked at Fatty Wei's bizarre state. Seeing Fatty Wei's lewd expression when he was peeing just now, he did not fit the profile of a restrained person.
Why had he become like this?
"That... My way of relaxation and yours differs," Fatty Wei inhaled deeply.
"Ah? What's the difference?" Lu Yuan felt even more weird.
"Lu Yuan, I'm not that kind of person. If you really want to, if you can't hold it in, you can go to the club… Plus, we're not close?"
"What kind of person? Club?"
"I've said it several times. I'm not gay... I... I like women!"
"You're fucking... crazy!"
When Lu Yuan saw Fatty Wei's posture, he stood up speechless and felt disgusted.
He almost threw up.
He almost slapped Fatty Wei.
No matter how blind Lu Yuan was, he wouldn't be attracted to men surely?
In addition, it was a man who weighed heavier than 100kg...
Did he get his head crushed by a door?
...
This was a misunderstanding which would render people speechless.
However, when Lu Yuan took out his revised script and handed it to Fatty Wei, Fatty Wei finally sat on the chair, heaving a long sigh of relief.
He could see that Lu Yuan really wanted to make a movie.
The script was not long. It was much shorter than the average script.
At first, Fatty Wei didn't have any interest in Lu Yuan's script. He just looked at it out of courtesy, but when he looked at it, he read on till the end. At the same time, he had a very shocked expression on his face.
Fatty Wei stared at Lu Yuan.
"You wrote this script?"
"I wrote it."
"It's really fucking awesome!" Fatty Wei slapped his thigh and cursed.
"It's alright," Lu Yuan pretended to be humble and waved his hand. In fact, he was very happy inside.
They were all in the same industry. It was better to be more humble.
"I want to shoot this! Maybe, this will be my masterpiece!" Fatty Wei stood up excitedly and stared at Lu Yuan, holding the script tightly.
He didn't want to let go even if he died.
"I prepared the contract!" When Lu Yuan heard this, he took out the contract without saying a word and showed an expression that the prey had taken the bait.
The contract was naturally prepared by An Xiao for him.
Although An Xiao was reluctant.
However, there was no choice.
An Xiao still wanted to cooperate with Lu Yuan in future.
Lu Yuan used this fact to gain a foothold on An Xiao as well.
It's talent after all. It would be a waste if it was not utilised...
It was like taking advantage of someone. It would be a waste if that did not happen, right?
"Fuck, brother, were you waiting for me to take the bait?" The fat man was shocked again. He smelt a conspiracy.
"How could it be? It's all fate!"
"Bullshit! Can you look me in the eye when you speak?"
"Okay!" Lu Yuan looked into Fatty Wei's eyes.
His look was really sincere and convincing as well.
He didn't look like he was lying.
"..." Fatty Wei opened his mouth and couldn't find any flaws in Lu Yuan's gaze.
"Sign it!" Lu Yuan opened his mouth, his voice soft and hypnotic.
"Okay." Fatty Wei nodded, subconsciously scanned the contract and signed it when he confirmed that there were no big issues.
"$800,000 invested in this movie? That's quite little..."
"I only have $800,000!"
"Alright, alright! Which star are you going to hire for this movie?"
"Do you know anyone?"
"Yes, the acting is good, but..."
"But what?"
"The actor's fee is a little high."
"How high?"
"About $2 million."
"…" After hearing this, Lu Yuan's gaze, which was full of expectation, sunk instantly and became calm.
$2 million...
Even if he sold himself, he wouldn't have so much money!
Non-existent!
"There's no choice. Although there is only one role in this movie, the demand for this role is extremely high. It requires proficient acting skills and more importantly, it needs the actor to be popular. Otherwise, with such a small investment, it won't perform well at the box office even if the script is okay!" When it came to movies, Fatty Wei's expression was very stern. The lewd aura he gave off in front of that cast was now unnoticeable. Instead, he looked very professional, like a professor in a particular film school.
"Actually, I think I can make it. I'm an actor," Lu Yuan began to shamelessly promote himself.
"You?" Fatty Wei sized Lu Yuan up.
"Of course," Lu Yuan nodded, looking confident.
"But you're not famous. I haven't heard of a star named Lu Yuan."
"Maybe you just haven't heard of him yet?"
"What's your credentials?"
"I have ample credentials!"
"Tell me about it?"
"Let me tell you, I graduated with a director's certificate from Yanying University… Pui, what do you mean? You're interviewing me?" Lu Yuan wanted to take out his director card that he spent a little over $10 on to prove his identity to Fatty Wei, but he suddenly shook his head.
It seemed that this was not the case?
How did my momentum get subdued?
"I'm just asking. I don't mean anything," Seeing Lu Yuan's momentum change again suddenly, Fatty Wei suddenly stepped back.
"I'm asking you, whose play is it?"
"Yours..."
"Who's paying for it to be filmed?"
"You?"
"Who pulled you in?"
"Bullshit, obviously you!"
"Then, why are you still asking? It's all mine, so should you care if I'm an actor? I'm an actor in my own movie. Is there a problem?"
"No, no problem," Fatty Wei opened his mouth and looked at Lu Yuan's face. He was so domineering and stern, to the point that he was unable to rebut him.
It seemed that there were no big issues...
"Now that it's all right, let's start."
"Start on what?"
"Setting up a cast!"
"Cast... Can I be excluded from filming?" Fatty Wei suddenly felt that Lu Yuan was not reliable.
Wouldn't this good play be ruined just like that?
He felt that his career as a director was bleak.
"No, you signed the contract, and it has legal effect now. Unless you pay $2 million in liquidated damages for breach of contract... If you're willing to pay, this is my card number. You are welcome to wire the money over at any time," Lu Yuan took out a bank card after receiving the contract and smiled.
"..." Fatty Wei opened his mouth again.
However, he said nothing.
This...
Was a big trap.
$2 million?
Where could he get $2 million?
He couldn't even conjure up $20,000.
He looked at Lu Yuan's contract, which he kept, and the script in his hand. Then, he stared at the dilapidated house and the cheap billboard which was printed with the words "Distant Films" that had been blown to the ground by the wind. Fatty Wei was a little resigned.
How was this even fucking possible?
"Ding, ding, ding."
"I'm sorry. I have to take a call. Make yourself at home. There's water in the water dispenser. Free of charge. My treat." Lu Yuan's phone rang. After seeing that it was an unknown number, he looked at Fatty Wei.
"..." Fatty Wei watched Lu Yuan walk to the sofa beside him and sit down.
Finally, he closed his eyes.
He was like a wife that had been wronged and suppressed.
"Hello, I'm Lu Yuan. I wrote Für Elise."
"Are you Zheng Guolong?"
"What? You're a professor from Yanying University? Sorry, I don't know you."
"Have you come to Hengdian?"
"No, I'm not in Hengdian."
"Well, if there's nothing else, I'll hang up. I'm busy. Please don't disturb me again."
"Slam."
Lu Yuan's telephone conversation was not soft. On the contrary, it was loud.
To the point that Fatty Wei heard it clearly.
In an instant!
Fatty Wei's eyes widened.
Zheng Guolong?
Probably someone who had the same name and surname.
Right!
Probably someone who had the same name and surname.
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