Lin Jiaqiang felt his acting spirit being revived, burning passionately. Moreover, with Tenda being so generous, he was prepared to reshoot the same scene many times.
After a moment of silence, Meng Chang said, “Excellent! That’s exactly the effect I wanted! Let’s wrap up for today!”
Everyone at the scene was stunned.
Yu Yao was surprised: “Huh? We’ve only shot one take, right? Brother Meng, shouldn’t we shoot at least one more take so we can compare and choose the better one?”
Meng Chang shook his head: “There’s absolutely no need.”
“Human inspiration is limited. Many classic scenes were performed in moments of sudden inspiration. Forcibly doing multiple takes doesn’t help much in improving the effect; it just wastes valuable time.”
“Since we’ve already achieved what we wanted, there’s no need to waste time reshooting. Today’s filming task is complete. Everyone, go back and focus on post-production!”
Everyone looked toward Yu Yao.
At the scene, besides Meng Chang, Yu Yao’s word carried the most weight.
Yu Yao thought for a moment: “Um… Brother Meng has a point. I recall Mr. Pei mentioning a similar theory before.”
“If Brother Meng thinks it’s fine, then it’s fine. Let’s wrap up, everyone!”
With the order given, the staff immediately began packing up.
Lin Jiaqiang was bewildered: “Director Meng, Director Lin, I…”
Meng Chang smiled and patted his shoulder: “Your acting was especially good today. You’ve perfectly completed the task! I’ll arrange for someone to show you around Jingzhou for the next few days. Hope you enjoy yourself!”
Lin Jiaqiang opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but ultimately remained silent.
Since the client was already satisfied and he had received his payment, it wouldn’t be appropriate for an actor to insist on another take!
Of course, Lin Jiaqiang had no complaints; he just felt the money had been earned too easily, leaving him feeling a bit uneasy…
…
At four in the afternoon, in the advertising and marketing department.
Meng Chang sat at his desk, eating snacks and yawning.
“Brother Meng, the rough cut is ready. Please take a look.” Yu Yao sent over a video file.
After filming was completed, Meng Chang had immediately arranged for post-production to begin preliminary editing and dubbing. The post-production team was also very efficient, finishing in less than an hour.
Of course, this was just a rough cut. The official version would take more time.
Meng Chang opened the video file and quickly watched it.
It effectively conveyed what he wanted to express. The only slight imperfection was that Lin Jiaqiang’s acting was a bit too good, making the promotional video look somewhat impressive.
But this didn’t affect the essence of the promotional video.
Meng Chang nodded: “Good, that’s the effect I wanted. Just clean up the details and it’s ready.”
Yu Yao nodded and went back to work.
As Meng Chang ate his snacks with nothing to do, a thought suddenly occurred to him.
“Should I send this rough cut to Mr. Pei to see his reaction?”
“I wonder how Mr. Pei would respond?”
Meng Chang remembered how, at the end of the previous month when he went to see Mr. Pei about his commission, Mr. Pei had almost agonizingly said that Meng Chang should consult with him after finalizing plans.
The agony was genuine, but it also seemed quite fake.
Meng Chang suddenly thought, if he showed this outrageous promotional video to Mr. Pei, would Mr. Pei be so angry that his expression would change on the spot?
Although he might get scolded, Meng Chang would also be getting revenge for the commission incident!
The more Meng Chang thought about it, the more excited he became. He immediately copied the video to his phone and then headed to the sixteenth floor, intending to show the video to Mr. Pei.
…
A moment later, Meng Chang arrived at Mr. Pei’s office door and knocked gently.
“Come in.”
Meng Chang entered with a smile, adjusting his appearance slightly before striding in confidently.
Seeing it was Meng Chang, Pei Qian was a bit surprised, since he rarely saw Meng Chang except at the end of the month for commission discussions.
“What brings you here?” Pei Qian asked.
Meng Chang said, “Mr. Pei, a few days ago you took me to see the Smart Fitness Clothes Rack. Now the promotional video is ready, and I’ve brought it specifically for you to see. After all, you previously mentioned that I should report to you and communicate more after creating promotional plans.”
Meng Chang was trying his best to be sarcastic.
However, Pei Qian seemed completely oblivious to his sarcasm, instead showing a delighted expression: “Oh? Such high efficiency?”
“It looks like you’ve completely recovered from your previous failure, which is great.”
“This shows your strong self-adjustment ability. These setbacks won’t crush you. I admire your perseverance!”
“Where’s the video? Let me see it quickly.”
Pei Qian was genuinely pleased. Regardless, Meng Chang had now learned to consult with him before making decisions, rather than doing things recklessly and then disappearing after failing, which was undoubtedly a good sign.
Meng Chang handed over his phone.
Pei Qian opened the video to watch.
Meng Chang stood nearby, carefully observing Mr. Pei’s expression.
In his imagination, Mr. Pei’s expression should change from a smile to silence, then to confusion, and finally to a grim face.
According to his knowledge, the development of the Smart Fitness Clothes Rack had cost quite a lot of money. Moreover, the device was both expensive and heavy, with high inventory and logistics costs. Additionally, the “Fitness Battle Royale” game had invested significant resources and manpower, suggesting this project should be a major focus within Tenda.
Yet for such a promising key project, they had created such an unreliable promotional video that not only failed to highlight its strengths but subtly discouraged viewers. How could Mr. Pei tolerate this?
The interesting part was that Meng Chang knew very well that even if Mr. Pei couldn’t tolerate it, there was nothing he could do about it.
The contract clearly stated in black and white that all matters concerning advertising and marketing were Meng Chang’s responsibility, and Mr. Pei couldn’t forcibly intervene.
So even if Mr. Pei was angry, at most he could only rage impotently. Apart from scolding Meng Chang, he had no other recourse.
Meng Chang couldn’t help feeling a bit smug.
What’s wrong with getting yelled at? It wouldn’t hurt. But Mr. Pei’s losses would be very real!
Meng Chang waited with anticipation for Mr. Pei to break down.
Mr. Pei watched the video from beginning to end, then rewound it and watched it a second time.
Then, his expression suddenly turned ecstatic as he gave a thumbs up: “Fantastic!”
“Meng Chang, I knew you were a genius!”
“Compared to before, you’ve definitely improved!”
“There’s only one slight imperfection—Lin Jiaqiang’s acting is a bit too good. If he could bring out the acting skills he had when filming the ‘Blood Battle Song Enhanced Edition,’ it would be perfect!”
“But this minor flaw doesn’t matter much. For this assignment, I give you 90 points. The remaining 10 points are left to give you room for continued improvement.”
“Very good! We’ll go with this for the Smart Fitness Clothes Rack promotional video. Go back and continue with the preparations!”
Pei Qian smiled as he handed back the phone.
Meng Chang stood frozen, momentarily forgetting to reach for the phone and even forgetting why he had come in the first place.
Mr. Pei… praised me?
He watched this video and was happy?
And then just let me leave like that?
After I leave, I’m really going to use Tenda’s money to broadcast this advertisement across all platforms!
That’s a huge advertising budget!
The current scene differed so drastically from Meng Chang’s expected script that he couldn’t accept it for a moment, even wondering if something had gone wrong.
Pei Qian looked at the dumbfounded Meng Chang and waved the phone: “What’s wrong? Is there a problem?”
Only then did Meng Chang react, taking the phone, still somewhat confused: “No, no problem. I’ll be going then, Mr. Pei.”
Pei Qian nodded and continued with his own work, clearly not giving the matter much thought.
Meng Chang scratched his head. At this moment, he felt like someone who had thrown a full-force punch into cotton—not only had it failed to have any effect, but it had also left him with internal injuries…
Even after leaving Mr. Pei’s office, Meng Chang hadn’t quite recovered.
“Fine, I see Mr. Pei won’t believe it until he sees it for himself. Let’s wait until this advertisement is released and the promotional effect is terrible. Then I’ll see if Mr. Pei can still remain so calm!”
Meng Chang left indignantly.