My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!
Chapter 347 - 229 Capacity_2

Chapter 347: Chapter 229 Capacity_2

And... this couple looked somewhat familiar. Had they seen them somewhere before?

"Miss Yan, I’m really sorry. It looks like we can’t come to an agreement today. Let me host another day and apologize to Miss Yan!"

After Mr. Qu saw the other few people off, he turned with an apologetic expression to Yan Weiwei.

Although Yan Weiwei was the only one who hadn’t suggested postponing to another day, he was well aware of the amount she intended to invest.

He knew that even if both agreed to invest, there would still be a significant shortfall, so he naturally didn’t hold much hope.

"Huh? It’s you!"

At that moment, Han Fei pointed at Meng Lang, his face full of astonishment.

He finally remembered—wasn’t this the racecar driver who had inspired his screenplay?

Yan Weiwei looked a bit different today, and it took him a moment to recognize her, but he had a deep impression of Meng Lang, the expert. He would never mistake him!

He was so surprised that he couldn’t help exclaiming out loud.

Mr. Qu looked somewhat displeased at him, and Han Fei realized he had lost his composure, his face suddenly turning awkward.

"Haha! We meet again. I didn’t expect to see you here."

Meng Lang smiled, stretched out his hand, and shook it with the slightly flattered Han Fei as a way to ease the situation.

This was a future famous director and a money tree!

Meng Lang had always been very polite to people from "wealthy Hua."

"Mr. Meng, do you two know each other?"

This was Mr. Qu’s second meeting with Meng Lang; their first had been at a KTV.

Seeing Yan Weiwei bring Meng Lang for the second time, it was clear their relationship was not ordinary, so he was naturally very polite.

"Yes! We met once at a driving school," Meng Lang said with a smile.

"Oh! I remember now, you’re that screenwriter from the driving school!" Yan Weiwei recognized Han Fei at this point.

"So it is. I haven’t had the chance to introduce him yet—this is Mr. Han Fei, the screenwriter and director of this movie’s screenplay. He is a very talented individual."

Listening to their brief acquaintanceship, Mr. Qu introduced Han Fei with a smile.

Seeing that one of the investors also remembered him, Han Fei also felt a bit excited.

"Mr. Qu, you might find this hard to believe, but the inspiration for my screenplay actually came from Mr. Meng. I’ve been wanting to find an opportunity to thank him."

Mr. Meng, I didn’t realize that, apart from being an excellent driver, you are also a movie investor?"

Excellent in driving?

Mr. Qu’s face looked a bit strange.

Which aspect are you referring to?

He didn’t know whether Meng’s driving skills were good, but this time, Meng was only accompanying Yan Weiwei as her male companion, like those young women accompanying wealthy businessmen; he wasn’t some movie investor...

He had just thought this when he suddenly heard Meng Lang say,

"Mr. Qu, since the other investors have left, why don’t we go to that seafood restaurant you mentioned?

I’m quite interested in Mr. Han’s screenplay and might be able to help bring in some investment."

Huh?

Mr. Qu was momentarily stunned.

He hadn’t expected this unremarkable young man to also be interested in investing in movies?

His capabilities were just that of Yan Weiwei, right?

Could he actually persuade Yan Weiwei to put up more money?

Is his pillow talk that powerful?

Looking at Yan Weiwei, who was simply watching Meng Lang with a slightly puzzled look but didn’t speak up to contradict him, Mr. Qu suddenly perked up.

With thoughts that a meal wouldn’t cost him an arm and a leg, Mr. Qu warmly smiled and said,

"That sounds great, let’s go! I’m hosting, and the lobster at that restaurant is extraordinary!"

The group drove to a nearby seafood restaurant located by a sandy beach, where Meng Lang realized Han Fei had driven himself.

Does that mean he had graduated from driving school?

Although it was a second-hand Volkswagen, his eagerness to get behind the wheel as soon as he got his license showed his love for cars.

His success and failure both lay in cars....

...

"So you see, this is a ’comedy’ film that needs a certain maturity to understand.

In other words, is this a film where audiences of different ages will see different things?

A movie with racecars, fighter jets, Ferraris, and modified Santanas, featuring drifting, pole dancing, and cars diving into the sea.

With a five-time champion racecar driver, a suave rich second-generation, and a tearful Teng Geer...

emm...

The protagonist said, "It’s not about having to win, it’s just not wanting to lose."

In your twenties, all you think about is, ’I must win.’

By age thirty-five, when you’re a slightly balding uncle, all you think is ’I can’t lose’?

"Country Hua’s version of Fast and Furious..."

"But this movie isn’t about friendship or passion, it’s about a midlife crisis?"

Meng Lang, after listening to Han Fei passionately discuss the screenplay for a while, stroked his chin and offered this summary.

Yeah! This really fits Han Fei’s mood right now, doesn’t it?

Writing about me on the surface, but actually about yourself?

Everyone: "..."

Yan Weiwei almost couldn’t hold back from spitting out the lobster in her mouth.

This level of comprehension is top-notch!

Han Fei’s face turned a bit awkward.

But maybe this is what it means to have a soulmate?

Seeing the atmosphere turning a bit weird, Meng Lang cleared his throat.

"Ahem! This really is a good script!

So, Mr. Qu, let’s see what your funding gap is, how much you need, that’s how much my friend will invest!"

"What?"

Han Fei was stunned.

Mr. Qu was also stunned.

Match whatever is missing?

Isn’t that a bit too grand?

But he said "my friend"?

Could it be that besides Yan Weiwei, he has some wealthy friends too?

Does he have such broad connections?

Mr. Qu, not sure if Meng Lang was just boasting, tentatively said,

"This... because the lead is the popular comedian, Hao Teng, his salary is not cheap.

Putting together the crew, marketing, plus the props for the racing film... it’s conservatively estimated to cost about 300 million.

We currently only have my 80 million plus Miss Yan’s 20 million, we’re still short 200 million, this..."

"200 million? Hmm... that shouldn’t be a problem!"

"This..."

Han Fei got excited, Mr. Qu was dumbfounded.

million just like that?

That’s 200 million, not 200 bucks!

How long have we been talking? You haven’t even seen the full script, have you?

Is this too hasty?

Moreover, that seems to be your friend’s money, right? How can you act like you can decide on your own?

Yan Weiwei frowned as she looked at Meng Lang.

She began to suspect the nature of his "friendship" and couldn’t help but purse her lips.

"This... Mr. Meng, can your friend really afford to invest 200 million in this movie?

It’s not a small amount of money.

Why don’t you go back, introduce the situation, let him read the script, and ask for his opinion, please ask him to think it over?"

Mr. Qu still felt it was a bit far-fetched and suggested.

"No need to think it over!" Meng Lang smiled.

A surefire deal, what’s there to think about?

"You mentioned the protagonist was Hao Teng, right?

I won’t lie to you, my friend is a huge fan of his. Knowing he’s the lead actor, he would definitely agree!

He said, these days, investing in movies, you really don’t need to look at the script.

Whether a movie does well at the box office all depends on the ’Teng factor’!"

"Uh..."

Is that even a reason?