"Come on, one, two, three..."
"It's a wrap!"
By Shichahai, the crew finished filming the final scene. Just as they had done at the start of production, they took a big group photo to commemorate the wrap.
After spending more than a month together day and night, and with no big-name stars throwing their weight around, the atmosphere on set had been quite good overall. Naturally, filming issues sometimes led to people passing the buck, and there had even been a few fights, but Wang Yan had mediated internal conflicts promptly enough. As for the few people who refused to communicate because of their personalities and such, there was nothing to be done about them.
All in all, everyone got along fairly well.
Now that filming had finally ended, Wang Yan had paid them generously too. The production itself had been small, so the 600,000-yuan budget was more than ample. The crew's待遇 was even the best they had received on any project they had ever worked on—bar none.
Normally, when a production had extra funding, the people at the top would find some pretext to slip it into their own pockets. Wang Yan did the opposite. He gave everyone heat allowances, and there was never any shortage of soda or ice cream every day, along with mung bean soup, red bean soup, and the like. Even the boxed meals were held to high standards, with a proper balance of meat and vegetables and excellent flavor.
As a result, despite the sweltering weather, no one had lost their appetite. Wang Yan had truly taken good care of everyone.
After finishing this production, everyone had developed considerable respect for Wang Yan as a director. They all hoped this film would succeed and that they could work with him again on his next