Chapter 162 Find a Tool Director

On a cold winter night, Chen An pulled the scarf around his neck a little tighter.

Jogging all the way home.

The quiet path was filled with the sound of his footsteps, and the cold evening breeze made the trees, which were now only left with dead branches, rustle slightly.

After running into the gate, Chen An quickly locked the door and started walking into the house.

I felt much better after entering the room, and a warm feeling instantly surrounded my body.

Then he took off the towels layer by layer and hung his thick coat on the hanger.

Turning around, I saw the two elders sitting in the room, soaking their feet in hot water basins, which is something they do every winter.

After soaking, go to bed. It is very comfortable to sleep with warm feet at night, and it can also relieve the fatigue of the day.

"Hey, Aji, have you sent it back?" When she saw Chen An come in, her mother asked while soaking her feet.

Chen An nodded and said, "I've asked the car to come, don't worry." Then he went to get a basin and soak himself before going to bed.

He poured some hot water into the basin, then added cold water to mix it. Compared to the two elders who almost boiled the water to make the soup, Chen An's was still a little weaker.

Seeing that it was almost done, Chen An moved the foot basin to the chair and put it down, hung the towel on the chair, and changed into slippers before taking his feet out and putting them in.

The first feeling is still hot, but it is still bearable. If it is not hot, there is really no point in soaking.

"Your dad said that you two are not in a relationship. You should talk to mom about the situation. I see that she is quite used to sleeping in your room." Chen An heard his mother's question as soon as he sat down.

I don’t know how to explain this scene. Is this the flower your son is playing with?

This scene is so unbearable to imagine. "It's nothing, just a friend. Sometimes when I go abroad, I ask her to help clean up. It's okay to stay for a while. She's a bit popular, so I gave her the key."

"I think this girl is pretty, and she looks like a big star. It would be great if she were my daughter-in-law."

Although my mother didn't say it explicitly, her meaning was very clear.

Chen An rubbed his feet against each other in the hot water in the foot basin, splashing the water, "Don't worry about it. If there is a suitable one, I will bring it back to you. Your son is a piece of Tang Monk's meat now. Women who see him want to take a bite."

"You are so awesome, why don't you bring me one now? You are already 24, and you will be 25 in two months. The fourth grandson of Mr. Chen next door is already one year old, but I still don't have one. You are out all day, and there are only me and your dad at home. It's not lively at all. I dream of holding a big grandson in my arms."

The more Chen An said this, the more excited his mother became. She had said this to Chen An several times.

He is already very busy and he only sees his daughter a few times throughout the year. He is so envious of the chubby and fair babies of his neighbors.

My son was once a famous handsome man in the area, but now he has no girlfriend at all. His mother is so anxious every day.

Seeing that things were not going well, Chen An said perfunctorily: "Look, look, find one that satisfies you. I'm going to sleep first." He immediately pulled his foot out and wiped it clean.

He put on his slippers, poured out the water, and hurried upstairs.

Seeing Chen An's hurried look, his mother started nagging again, but Chen An could no longer hear her.

Chen An went upstairs, opened the door and entered the room.

Without even turning on the light, he groped his way to the bed and lay down. He thought about some things. After a while, when his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he raised his hands and placed them on his head.

Looking at the ceiling and thinking about things I had never thought about before, I seemed to be no longer the same person as before.

Sometimes people change so much.

The next day, Chen An, who was still sleeping, was woken up by his mother.

Before going downstairs to eat, Chen An scratched his hair, yawned, and stretched his body after just waking up.

Wash up before going to the table to eat.

But recently my mother seemed to be a little displeased with Chen An and kept nagging at him at the dinner table.

But Chen An has always been very good at protecting herself. She is strong as she is, and the breeze blows over the hills. Chen An ate in silence, and had no idea about marriage for the time being.

I haven't thought about this question until now.

However, the mother still restrained herself and did not arrange a blind date for Chen An or help him find a matchmaker. She just kept muttering to Chen An.

His words showed that he was very satisfied with Yu Jinghong.

In response to this, Chen An chose to sneak into the study and hide. Not long after that, he received quite a few phone calls.

They all came to ask for gossip. They probably knew that I had returned and got off the plane, and they guessed that the media would break the news again.

Chen An told them all to get out, especially Chen Wei, who had no moral standards when he asked questions.

If the current situation continues, even the mothers will know that their sons have "brought glory to the country", and two of them at once.

I wonder if he would consider having a mixed-race grandson. It would be a fashionable thing in the village and he could show it off.

Although Chen An is now enough for her to show off.

"Hello, hello? Are you there?" Jiang Wen's bandit-like voice came from the phone. The voice was so loud that it almost deafened Chen An.

Chen An held his hand away from his ear and said, "Hey, hey, what's the matter? Are you here to ask for gossip too?" Chen An, who had just finished a passionate confrontation with Chen Wei, asked unhappily.

"I don't care about your little business, but you always say that I have a lot of debts of love, but I didn't expect that you would just come here without any debts." Jiang Wen didn't come to talk about this originally.

But after Chen An took the initiative to say this, he couldn't help laughing and kept laughing on the phone.

"Okay, stop laughing. If it's not about this, then why are you looking for me?"

"What else could it be? Last time you said you wanted to make a plan."

"plan?"

Chen An thought for a while before he remembered and said, "Oh, you're talking about this, it's only been half a year and you can't help it?"

The two were talking about what they said when they went to Jiang Wen's house, recruiting some new directors into the company, under the pretext of letting them learn from Jiang Wen first, but in fact they just wanted them to be tools for a while.

This is an opportunity for everyone. Chen An can make money by relying on Jiang Wen's acting reputation, Jiang Wen can continue to make a living as a director, and the tool man can get the fame and opportunity he wants.

Others want this but don’t have the opportunity.

"No, I just asked in advance. It just so happens that you've come back. By then, you've gone abroad again. You've won the Golden Globe Award for Best Director, and maybe an Oscar as well. I'm still standing still."

At present, Jiang Wen still has a lot of things to do, such as the filming of "Heroes of Heaven and Earth" which was stopped due to various reasons.

Chen An smiled and said, "So anxious? At the moment, the only thing I need is a tool for you to use as a decoration. I have the script, but I can't just find someone randomly. He must have some talent, otherwise it will be a waste of the opportunity to make a movie with you."

"I can't learn anything. There's no point in me doing this."

He is also considering this matter and wants to see if those potential directors can sign him.

The script was already available, and naturally the copyright of "Looking for the Gun" had been purchased long ago, but the opportunity to follow director Jiang Wenxue was truly rare.

Everything else is trivial.

But it’s not easy to find such a person. You need someone who is not yet famous but has some skills. Otherwise, it’s impossible for Jiang Wen to take you to shoot for five years.

If I fail after leaving Jiang Wen, I'll basically be done for. I'll have to suffer from the overshadowing of all the movies directed by Jiang Wen.

To be able to make successful films in his own style after leaving Jiang Wen.

Chen An’s ultimate goal is to sign a director, not to make a little money. There is no point in signing a useless one.

(End of this chapter)