Although he had directed some flops in recent years, his name used to be a box office guarantee.
When it comes to investment, who would say no to more?
The more, the greater the gimmick, the more money can be poured into special effects and promotion.
If this heir of the Gu family is just toying with filmmaking and doesn't understand it much, he might not even care how the money is used.
The thought of the prospects for a comeback filled him with uncontrollable excitement.
"Garbage." Two words, cold and disdainful, slipped lightly from Gu Annan's thin lips.
He hadn't even glanced sideways at the director.
"What, what did you say?" Director Wei was taken aback for a moment.
Once he snapped back to reality, he even felt a bit angry.
But he dared not show his temper here, not even breathing too loudly.
Just this man sitting there so simply could bring an endless sense of oppression.
"Who else has invested in you?" Gu Annan's indifferent voice asked again.
