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310 Ouch, not bad

The next morning, there was another preparatory meeting. Lu Jian was 20 minutes late. When he entered the venue, everyone looked embarrassed, obviously choking back the complaints.

Lu Jian didn't sit down, and stood directly in front of his seat, smiling at everyone: "Is it fun?"

From beginning to end, there is no conflict of ideas or business strategies. All their actions are to undermine Lu Jian or force Lu Jian away. Very well, they did it.

Everyone looked at each other and could not understand Lu Jian's attitude.

Lu Jian simply waved his arms: "If you want to make a good movie, stay, others, go."

No one moved.

It seems that everyone wants to make a good movie.

That's fucking great!

"I'm not in a good mood now, please forgive me." Lu Jian had to patiently understand the words and pointed at the outsider and said, "Yang Hui, Huang Meiling's dog get out!"

Only then did everyone understand what Lu Jian was saying. They felt insulted for a moment, but they didn't know what to say. They were holding back and anxious for a while, as if they were constipated.

"You are so disgusting, really, so disgusting." Lu Jian sighed and shook his head, "Get out, it's just termination of the contract and giving you reasonable remuneration. If you are not satisfied, come to sue. Do you understand? Get out."

Everyone looked at each other again, and this time it was a little weak.

The deputy director stood up and said, "Brother Jian... don't lose his temper, let's hurry up..."

"Brother Jian?" Lu Jian laughed, "Are you talking stupid in your heart?"

“…”

"I really don't want to waste another minute with you." Lu Jian picked up his own thing, "I'll say the other way around, if you want to make a good movie, come with me."

This time, a single-eyed girl with yellow hair and wearing a red pullover stood up. The head of the art team invited by Moss Bay was responsible for fulfilling the requirements of the art director and director. She rarely spoke and only answered "can" or "can't" at the meeting.

This time she still didn't speak much, but just took her own things and walked to Lu Jian.

"Look at me." Lu Jian hugged the girl openly and despised everyone. "When you educate your children, first explain what you are."

"Oh, it's not bad." The artist looked at Lu Jian with appreciation, blinked, "This hang."

Lu Jian was shocked: "What's your name..."

"Zhou Juelun, lucky to know."

"Lucky... Lucky will... you are even more proud..."

In the midst of the silence, the two left together.

The people in the conference room were scolded and looked at their backbone producer together.

The producer spitted out with a ferocious face: "It's really hard to bear, it's just a waste of time."

"Actually..." said the screenwriter's consultant, "it might be really good to come out according to his approach."

"Follow him?" the producer cursed, "Will you still be scrambled in the future? Who gave you this project?"

"This... must be listened to Sister Meiling..." The screenwriter consultant covered his chest and said, "It's just a little uncomfortable... It's been more than two weeks, and I can basically confirm that Lu Jian is a good director, more sincere than all the directors I have ever met. He... just wants to make a good movie."

"Who isn't the fuck?" cursed the deputy director, "Who didn't have a dream when he first came out? Who doesn't want to make a good movie? Who is willing to make a fool idol drama? Who is willing to...will do these fucking things?"

Everyone was silent.

Lu Jian's last words more or less hit their pain points.

Bad people are not cultivated overnight, but the good part in their hearts is corroded a little bit, and they are disappointed again and again. The bad part succeeds again and again, and becomes more and more useful.

Until I become a complete bad guy, and subconsciously destroy, rob the next generation of good guys, and force them into bad guys.

Among them, it must also include the good child in the Education Department doing his best.

Alas...How should I explain this to my child?

Almost at the same time, the people in the room waved these thoughts at the same time, meaningless and pretentious.

It’s a bigger house, a better car and other things are more important.

The producer took the lead in packing up his things, "Okay, we're done. It's time to see Sister Meiling's skills."

...

In the car, Lu Jian always peeked at Zhou Juelun, and the more he looked at him, the more he looked.

Zhou Juelun didn't care, so he just waved his hand casually: "I'm sorry, I don't like your type."

"What a pity, it's amazing." Lu Jian swallowed and spitted.

"My Chinese name is not good, so I'll call it gay."

“…Is this English name more sensitive?”

"It's up to me to hang up." Zhou Juelun opened the car window and asked in the wind, "Where to go?"

“TV station.”

Zhou Juelun glared at his eyes: "Wow, you're so sad."

"Hmph, sloppy."

...

In fact, strictly speaking, the destination is not a TV station, but a shed next to the TV station.

The studio is commonly known as, if it is serious, it should be a studio and a place to record programs.

Yang Hui and Huang Meiling are recording a harmonious interview program here, and they are having fun, with about a hundred people on the scene, responsible for supporting the audience.

The host Feijie asked: "So, Yang Hui, the first time I met Meiling, isn't it beauty that attracts you?"

"I am beautiful, but more of it is still the positive energy." Yang Hui hugged his wife gently, affectionately, "I was under a lot of pressure at that time, and when I saw her suddenly... do you know the feeling of suddenly seeing an angel?"

"Hey, it's so numb." The fat sister scratched her arm and smiled, "Well, what attracts Yang Hui?"

"To be honest..." Huang Meiling looked a little shy and her tone was playful and cute. "I thought at that time! This man is so handsome."

The audience couldn't help laughing and applauded.

"Look at how sincere Meiling is." Fat sister laughed and patted Yang Hui, "Okay, I'm not a private question anymore. I heard that you have been investing in a new film recently, which is a very...a very brave subject."

"My Fair Lady"?" Yang Hui waved his hand and smiled, "We have always wanted to do something for our Chinese movies. We happened to meet Xing Factory. I heard that it was a music movie. I was afraid it was not easy to sell at the beginning, so Meiling encouraged me. What did you say at that time?"

Huang Meiling said sincerely: "I remember it's... if it's not easy to sell, it's not easy to sell. We have made some money over the years, and it's all given by movie fans. We also want to give back to the fans and take the risk of investing in a subject that everyone is unwilling to invest in, so that everyone can see different domestic movies."

Yang Hui shook his head and said, "That's it. Meiling is very kind and doesn't care about losing money. She changed me."

The audience gave applause again under the gesture of the director on the spot.

While the applause faded, the shouts from the studio door also came.

"Sir, sir, I'm recording the show. If you do this, I'll call the police."
Chapter completed!
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