Gold and silver were too ostentatious. Furthermore, three out of every ten people in the rehabilitation center had their prosthetics painted gold and two silver.
Skin color?
Yan Biao thought about it and shook his head. That was too pretentious. He already had prosthetics. Why would he need skin color?
As for the color of his mechanical calf, Yan Biao had carefully considered it and asked many people for their opinions. After much deliberation, he still chose titanium white as suggested by the doctor.
Most doctors had suggested titanium white. First, due to their profession, they had a preference for white. Second, titanium white looked more harmonious and harmless. It was also the default color for most AI home robots. For people of the New Era, this was the most familiar color. It did not seem threatening or distant.
Titanium white was nicknamed "Never Tanned." Nonsense, it would be strange if it was tanned!
During his rehabilitation at the hospital, Yan Biao's daily training was close to the limit set by the doctors so that he could enter the battlefield as soon as his legs were healed. His training load was quite high.
Because of the long daily training, Yan Biao saw that there were too many people in the indoor training area and was not used to the cramped indoor space. As long as it was not raining, he trained outdoors under the sun.
Yan Biao was like his name. He looked rather intrepid. Back on planet Baiji, he often went on missions in the woods and had a rather tan. Now that he was tanned every day, he looked even darker. He looked like a bull.
Usually, he only wore a pair of cropped or cropped pants during training. It was convenient for him to move around and for the doctors to observe the use of the prosthesis. Today, he wore trousers, but after he painted his calves titanium white, he changed them to cropped pants. To match the color of his calves, which were painted titanium white, Yan Biao specially bought a pair of white sneakers.
The rest of his body was tanned. Below his calves, it was a dazzling white. The contrast was rather strong.
"What, playing Snowy Clouds?"
Zuo Yu almost burst out laughing when he saw Yan Biao's appearance.
Fang Zhao had told Zuo Yu about this long before he had signed the contract with Yan Biao. While Yan Biao had been hospitalized, Zuo Yu had visited a few times. After all, he had nothing to do and was bored every day. He had come to the hospital to listen to Yan Biao brag and hear about planet Baiji.
Although they competed, they were both Fang Zhao's bodyguards. They would be comrades in the future, and they got along quite well.
Zuo Yu glanced at Yan Biao's titanium-white mechanical leg and clicked his tongue. "This color looks rather coquettish."
That being said, compared to the blinding gold and silver, all kinds of weird non-mainstream colors, and the artistic flowers with dizzying effects, the titanium white was still passable.
Yan Biao smiled and kicked his legs, feeling good about himself. In the past, when he was in the army, he was used to all kinds of colors that helped him hide. Now that he had retired, he didn't need to hide anymore. It felt good to change colors, but he didn't keep talking about it. Instead, he asked, "Have you received the message from the boss?"
"Got it." Zuo Yu had contacted Yan Biao after receiving Fang Zhao's message, but Yan Biao had been in the middle of coloring his mechanical calf and hadn't had the time to talk in detail. Zuo Yu had asked for the location and had come straight over.
"The next flight to planet Wai is in a week. The tickets have already been booked," Zuo Yu said.
"You actually managed to book a ticket?!" Yan Biao was flabbergasted. Not long after he had ended the call with Fang Zhao, he had checked online for tickets to planet Wai. Regardless of whether it was a transport ship or a dedicated spacecraft, regardless of the conditions, as long as he could get a ticket, it was fine.
Unfortunately, when he checked, all the tickets for the past month had already been sold out!
Ever since the establishment of the Wai Film Entertainment Cultural Base, there had been an increase in the number of people heading to planet Wai. Most of them were film crews. Even though the screening was very strict, there were still quite a number of people heading to planet Wai. Many people had used their connections to join the film crews as bystanders so that they could visit the legendary twin bases on planet Wai with the identity of a film crew member — the key research base scenic area and the film entertainment cultural base scenic area.
But even so, due to the limited space available, film crews still had to fight for tickets.
Yan Biao could buy a ticket to enter the film entertainment cultural base as an investor, but the prerequisite was that he had to fight for a ticket.
"I don't have that kind of ability. The boss sent a message saying that the tickets have already been booked for us. They were just sent out," Zuo Yu replied.
Yan Biao opened up his personal terminal. Indeed, there was an unread message lying there. The surroundings had been too noisy, so he hadn't heard the notification. He was used to using military equipment in the army, so he wasn't used to using these mass-market products on Earth. He still had to get used to it.
I should buy a better personal terminal when I get paid, Yan Biao thought to himself.
A week later, Yan Biao and Zuo Yu boarded a spaceship bound for planet Wai.
Nowadays, many film crews were renting space at the Wai film entertainment cultural base. They had all signed contracts.
The area Fang Zhao had bought was also rented by quite a number of people. Fang Zhao didn't have the time to manage it, so Duan Qianji had arranged for people to help him manage it.
However, Duan Qianji was also very busy, so she left it to her subordinates to handle. It was fine at the start, but as time went on, the number of film crews renting space increased, and some people started to play tricks. Silver Wing was fine because they had people watching over them, but they couldn't take care of everything. At Fang Zhao's place, there were some people who defaulted on their debts. These people didn't dare to fool Duan Qianji, but they dared to fool Fang Zhao.
It wasn't that IOUs couldn't be written, and it wasn't that installments couldn't be paid, but first you had to pay!
When Fang Zhao checked the accounts, he knew that some people were playing tricks and defaulting on their debts this month.
It wasn't a big deal, and his side was in the right. Fang Zhao didn't look for Duan Qianji, nor did he bother the people at the Wai base. After all, Zuo Yu was as idle as a salted fish, and Yan Biao had already recovered. He just wanted to find something for them to do. One was a special forces veteran, and the other was a retired major. Both of them had gun permits, and they had a deterrent effect.
When Yan Biao and Zuo Yu arrived at the Wai Film Entertainment Cultural Base, they were shocked when they saw the ancient buildings. Even though there were videos online, it still couldn't compare to seeing it in person.
Yan Biao studied the map and took a deep breath. "That area over there, is it all boss's land?"
Zuo Yu confirmed it three times and nodded. "Yes, it's over there!"
"Shall we... patrol the site now?" Yan Biao was a little impatient. The feeling of traveling through time and space in this ancient city was really strange. No wonder people liked to come here to film. Indeed, filming on location was even more thrilling. If even he was like this, then those actors with extraordinary acting skills would probably feel even more.
"Let's go." Zuo Yu hurried forward.
They didn't disturb places where film crews were filming, so they carefully bypassed them.
However, when they arrived at an inn, they saw a group of people arguing. Some people were even fighting.
"Is this filming or for real?" Zuo Yu looked around and didn't see any cameras. Furthermore, at the center of the argument, the people were dressed differently. Some were dressed in ancient clothing, while others were dressed in modern clothing.
"They're really fighting," Zuo Yu concluded.
"Should we call the outpost team stationed nearby?" Zuo Yu asked.
Yan Biao loosened his shoulders and said to Zuo Yu, "There's no need to trouble the outpost team for such a small matter. Note down what these people damaged. I'll take care of the rest."
With that said, he walked over and shouted as he walked, "Hey, hey, what are you doing! Stop fighting! "
After shouting, with three punches, two kicks, and one slap, he neatly knocked down the people who were fighting the most fiercely.
Those who had been knocked down lay on the ground for a long time, their minds still in a daze.
Seeing this, the others at the side all took two steps back. Their gazes swept over Yan Biao, who was obviously not to be trifled with, and Zuo Yu, who was walking over. "You... you guys... who are you?"
"Us?" Yan Biao's tanned face revealed a toothy grin. "Debt collectors."
When the people around saw the two of them acting like this, "debt collectors" were automatically translated into "protection fee collectors" in their minds.
How long had it been since the film studio complex opened, and there were already such underground transactions? The military didn't care?
But then again, it made sense. On Earth, most of the more remote shops, film studios, and black street shops all had such situations. It was not surprising that a black industry had sprung up here.
A man who seemed to be the leader of the group looked at Yan Biao and Zuo Yu cautiously. "Don't do anything reckless. We will call the police... the outpost team!"
"We are civilized people, law-abiding," Zuo Yu said.
The surrounding people: "..." It would have been more believable if you hadn't revealed your guns when you said that.
— — —
Within a week of Zuo Yu and Yan Biao arriving at the film studio cultural base, Fang Zhao had collected his debts one by one. He had also collected the compensation for the fight.
Yan Biao had also mentioned the problems with the film studio complex during his phone call.
"Some people think that they can overturn the situation when the owner isn't around and no one cares about them. Boss, I feel that just me and Zuo Yu aren't enough. After all, the site is huge. Even if there's a small conflict, we can't really shoot. Using fists and kicks to settle things is physically taxing. After all, there are only the two of us. Silver Wing has a team dedicated to security. I saw that they are all retired soldiers. We can follow suit, but we don't need that many people. Ten will do, "Yan Biao told Fang Zhao.
"I know a few comrades who were discharged from the military for various reasons. Some were like me, discharged due to injuries, but their characters are definitely reliable."
Fang Zhao had actually thought about this problem. When Yan Biao brought it up, he agreed. "Zuo Yu's side is the same. You can recommend anyone suitable."
"Understood!"
The reason Fang Zhao had asked Yan Biao and Zuo Yu to go to the film studio complex was, firstly, to collect debts, and secondly, to control the situation. There were many people in the film studio complex, and there was no lack of trouble. Conflicts between film crews were not uncommon.
After ending the call with Yan Biao, Fang Zhao checked his current savings.
His savings, plus the money for the music for the scenes in the film and television series, and the future profits of the film studio complex, were sufficient.
Fang Zhao planned to hold a solo concert after his military service.
In Yanzhou, there were three internationally certified music halls: Five Tones, Vinyl Records, and Golden Age. But among these three, the first two had strict requirements for performers. The standard to measure their artistic standards was the honors the performers had won. Otherwise, they could not rent them.
In other words, if the performers did not meet the other party's requirements, they would not agree to rent the venue.
As for the last of the three, which was also the only hall that could be rented as long as one paid, Golden Age, that was Fang Zhao's choice.
Golden Age had the lowest artistic standards among the three. The average age of the performers was also lower than the other two music halls. It was an important venue for many newcomers in the music industry to take their first step onto the high end of the stage.
Xue Jing's suggestion to Fang Zhao was to start with Golden Age. Without sufficient high quality awards and honors, it was impossible to apply to perform at the other two music halls. Given Fang Zhao's current status in the music industry, without any heavyweight awards, he could only apply for Golden Age.
But Golden Age had one requirement that stopped many people in their tracks — it was expensive!
Fang Zhao checked the application fee for that music hall and looked at his savings and income. He could afford it. Although he would not have much savings after applying, after his military service, he still had all sorts of endorsement deals and other income. When the time came, he would not be strapped for cash.
However, because Golden Age was a venue that could be rented as long as one paid and had expensive rentals, it did not have a good reputation in the industry. Some virtuous people were unwilling to perform there and would rather wait a few decades and win more awards before applying to the other two music halls in Yanzhou.
To prevent Fang Zhao from overthinking things, Xue Jing had specially advised Fang Zhao. Although Golden Age did not have a good reputation, as a venue for newcomers to perform, it was a very good stage and an excellent place to train. Whether it was vulgar or not, everyone had their own opinions.
"Whatever your heart desires, you will prevail." This was what Xue Jing told Fang Zhao.
Actually, Xue Jing was overthinking things. Fang Zhao knew very well that what he needed now was a stage to test his ability.
Joseph had suggested that Fang Zhao look for a company to hype up, but Fang Zhao did not agree.
If his own ability could not keep up, he could only rely on hype. Normal business operations were fine, but to gain the approval of those investment giants was impossible. Those people were all smart. With one look, they could see traces of operations and even guess the trajectory of operations.
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