Chapter 681: The Clever Shanghainese
The romantic scene between the hero and the heroine began .
Qin Guan and Zhou Xue looked into each other's eyes, conveying meanings that words couldn't express . Their eyes spoke for them, expressing their doubt, slight anger, and incomparable loss .
As Zhou Xue was about to get lost in Qin Guan's attracting eyes, the lights dimmed . Suddenly, she left in a hurry, as if relieved of a heavy load . Qin Guan was left standing in the dark, the lone sombre light highlighting his expressive eyes .
An assistant standing by with a thick pile of paperwork felt attracted to his gloomy eyes .
When she sighed, no one knew if it was over Qin Guan or his character .
"Cut! Perfect!"
The director brought everyone back to reality .
"You all worked hard . Go get something to eat . We could film two more scenes afterwards . The rent for the circus field is unbelievably high!"
"So is the hotel . I think prices here are much higher than in Hong Kong . "
"Hong Kong and the mainland are pretty much the same . . . "
No one objected to the director's arrangement . People from Hong Kong were accustomed to such high-intensive work .
Unlike their Chinese peers, who shot scenes slowly one by one, Hong Kong filmmakers could finish a 40-episode TV series in one week . Time equaled money . In an era when films were being produced left and right, it took them only three days to finish a film .
Besides, they were shooting in Shanghai . The Shanghainese were very business-oriented . Back in the old times, most merchants from South China gathered in Shanghai, which everyone called "the bellwether of the Asian economy" . Even ordinary citizens inherited and passed on these fine traditions .
That might explain why the manager of the field was currently walking up to them with a strict expression on his face .
"Will you be working till late at night?"
"Yes, our contract states that we will be charged by the day . "
"I know that, there's no need to remind me . Let's talk about the extra payment for the labor workers . "
"Labor workers? What do you mean by that?"
"Hey, don't go back on your word now . If you work at night, the gatekeeper has to be present . "
"Of course, but he is in charge of the gate . How does that relate to us?"
"It does! Under normal circumstances, the gatekeeper would only check on the facilities once . If you are working here though, he will have to keep an eye on your crew . He will be up all night . "
The man talked with the assistant director patiently . In the end, the director had to promise that he would pay the extra money .
"If I knew that you would be burning the midnight oil, I wouldn't have rent it out to you . I have to pay the janitors . . . "
"Okay . "
"The security personnel that works the night shift . . . "
"Okay . "
The assistant director was happy to see the cunning man leave . He felt as if countless flies were buzzing around his head . The manager left the bustling set to meet with his own team .
"How did the negotiation go, Lao Han?"
"I did it . They will pay the extra fees . "
The Shanghainese cheered in low voices . They dared not raise their voices, because they were afraid of being heard by the people inside .
"People from Hong Kong are so nice!"
"They are too careless with contracts . We have to work overtime . We deserve that money . "
"Yes . One should be careful what they sign . "
They criticized the crew happily, just like the cunning manager, before they disappeared in the dark with the money .
The crew finished their lunch boxes in a hurry . Their simple lunch had been bought from a cheap nearby restaurant . The rice, meat and vegetables had only cost 10 yuan .
The stars had originally planned on dining out together, but they had been defeated by the expression in Director Chen's eyes and the lunch boxes brought by Sister Xue .
The Shanghai bouilli was a must for any carnivorous animal .
Zhang Xueyou opened the jar and saw the steaming pork . The crystal red pork looked like transparent jelly and shook slightly as Sister Xue set the jar down on the table .
A sweet smell hit everyone's noses . The large pieces of streaky pork, which were soaked in a secret sauce made of ice sugar, lay before them like tantalizing beauties .
The white, glutinous southern rice and vegetables were a perfect match for the sweet pork .
"It's wonderful!"
Zhou and Zhang were too lazy to move . They just sat down across from Qin Guan, took out some disposable chopsticks and buried their faces into their lunch boxes .
No speaking was allowed during meals; no talking during naptime .
The old saying was always obeyed in China . People had no time to pay attention to other things when there was delicious food before them .
As Qin Guan focused on his food shamelessly, he felt a touch on his leg . Huh? Maybe one of the guys kicked me accidentally . Qin Guan didn't take it seriously . He explored his jar with his chopsticks and found the last piece of pork . How lucky!
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