Chapter 7
Chapter 7
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The company redeployed the team members of Zheng He, and the assistant Aaron was still the same. Because of the lack of qualifications of Sister Fang, the agent found another one. He was the one who made a group popular a few years ago. People in the circle called him Cheng Shao. .
Cheng Shao is very young, and he just passed thirty seems to have a bright future, but the encounter between Zheng He and Cheng Shao is really not harmonious——
After rinsing off the foam from his hands, Zheng He straightened his short hair in front of the mirror. He has a problem, he is used to running to the toilet when he is nervous, so this is the fourth time he washed his hands today.
A weak voice came from a single room on the side: "Is there anyone outside?"
Zheng He walked over and knocked on the door: "What's wrong with you?"
The man was silent for a while, Zheng He thought he had heard wrong, moved his footsteps, and planned to leave.
"Do you have toilet paper?" the man asked.
Zheng He touched his pocket and walked around the toilet, but there was no paper, so he said, "I don't have any."
"Then can you go back to the office and get a roll for me?"
Zheng He returned to the company on the first day, and now there is no office, let alone a company employee: "Sorry, I don't belong to this company, why don't I go outside and let others deliver the paper."
"Don't! Don't! You...you..." The man in the toilet seemed to be concerned about face, and stopped him quickly.
Zheng He had a plan and said, "Are you wearing socks? Use them to wipe."
There was a cry in the man's voice: "My socks are pure fluff, warm in winter and cool in summer, but prick the buttocks."
Zheng He sighed that high-end products are also a double-edged sword: "Then do you bring your wallet? Use money to wipe it. Although it is extravagant, this kind of experience is rare in life."
A pink piece of Grandpa Mao passed under the door: "I'll give you a one hundred, can you change it for me?"
Zheng He didn't take it, he opened the wallet, searched around and found that the minimum amount was fifty Zhang: "You should stretch out your hand a little more."
The man stretched out his hand.
Zheng He put four dimes in the man's hand and said, "The one hundred yuan can't be changed, so you can take it back. See if this works."
The man stretched his hand back and shouted after a few seconds: "How do you tell me to wipe my ass with a coin!"
"Scrape," Zheng He tried to hold back his laughter, "Didn't the ancients all do this?"
In the end, the man came out of the toilet room. Zheng He had been waiting outside. When the man saw Zheng He, he had an embarrassed smile on his face.
That's right, the man in the toilet is Cheng Shao.
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The company signed a three-year contract with Zheng He, and the studio was set at the golden zone 302 on the third floor. Cheng and Shao even got straight to the point: "I have two scripts in my hand, one is a movie and the other is a TV series. Which one do you want?"
Zheng He was slightly taken aback: "I just returned to the company, so it's not appropriate to take such a big job."
Cheng Shao lit a cigarette and exhaled: "Boss Bai is watching, the company is not too shabby, is it? Why don't we make an appointment first, and the crew and I have made it clear that you will shoot the theme song MV this month. Find a feeling."
Zheng He felt like rushing the ducks to the shelves, and said, "Can I read the script first?"
Cheng Shao got up: "Okay, Aaron, put on makeup for Zheng He."
Aaron quickly opened the cosmetic bag and whispered to Zheng He, "Zheng He, welcome back."
Zheng He smiled and knocked on his old partner who had been with him for several years, and said, "I invite you to dinner tonight."
Aaron shook his head quickly: "No, no, don't you still have to accompany Boss Bai at night, don't worry about me."
Zheng He felt a little uncomfortable: "Does everyone in the company know about this?"
"Don't worry, only the top management of the company, the team and Sister Fang know about it."
When Zheng He heard Aaron say this, he felt even more uncomfortable.
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The two scripts in Cheng Shao's hands are good. The movie is a Lunar New Year comedy. You can feel the bright spots when you see it. The box office will not be low. The TV series is not close. The name is "Spring Tribulation". In the story, the male number one is not very good in it.
Zheng He asked, "Which one do you think is better?"
Cheng Shao clicked on the script of the movie: "This, but according to the strength of the crew and the popularity of the script, I recommend "Spring Tribulation."
"Is "Spring Tribulation" based on a novel?"
Cheng Shao nodded: "Well, and the audience's acceptance is very good, the novel has already printed 20 copies."
Zheng He knew only a little: "Oh, then use this TV series."
After finishing the script, Zheng He has nothing to do for the time being, so he walked around the studio and called Mr. Bai on his cell phone.
"Mr. Bai? I'm Zheng He, thank you!"
【Oh. 】
"Why don't you ask why thank you?"
[Cheng Shao has already told me, how about the script?Like it? 】
Zheng He looked at the time on his phone. It took at most 10 minutes from setting the script to making a phone call. The growth rate was really high. "The script is okay, but I've never been a leading actor, so I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back the scene."
The other end smiled lowly: [I can't help you here, please ask others. 】 "By the way, Mr. Bai, what are you doing?"
【you guess. 】
Zheng He scratched his neck and said, "I know you are so bored that you want to tease me, but this kind of behavior is very immoral, so I hung up the phone."
Mr. Bai smiled even more happily: [Your service attitude is really bad. 】
Zheng He felt strange, why could he make Mr. Bai laugh at everything he said, or is Mr. Bai himself a martial arts master whose blood was teased by others?
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Zheng He met Tao Jie downstairs, Tao Jie yelled exaggeratedly, rushed to hug Zheng He: "Why are you back?"
Zheng He was surprised: "You still don't know about my return?"
Tao Jie put on a sour expression: "My Uncle Zheng, what a brand you are, we all know your itinerary 24 hours a day."
Zheng He patted the back of her head: "Fuck you."
Tao Jie asked Zheng He to go to her lounge, and Zheng He asked, "Are you okay for a while? You shouldn't be in the company at this point, right?"
"Don't worry, I'm in the off-season at the end of the month, and I'm waiting for TV dramas!"
"I haven't seen you for a few days, you are getting better and better, which crew?"
Tao Jie herself was too happy to purse her lips: ""Under the Flower Cicada in Midsummer" is a student drama, and I am the third female lead!"
Zheng He nodded: "Your family's Xiao Kai has been busy with this for a long time, right? Thank him when you have time."
Tao Jie looked disgusted: "Don't tell me about him, he sent me to someone else, I'm going to annoy him to death!"
"Then your role?"
"Now I'm following an uncle in his 40s. He has no children. He said that I look like his wife's youthful appearance, and he treats me very well." Tao Jie turned on the phone while talking, and showed Zheng He the man on the screensaver: " Look, it's him."
The man is very fat, at least 180 catties by visual inspection, but he looks very young, which is not bad.
"Stop talking about me, Zheng He, how did you get back to the company?"
Zheng He didn't intend to hide it either: "It was Mr. Bai, he helped me."
Tao Jie let out a 'wow' and said excitedly: "The company must have arranged a role for you, Zheng He, you are too good! Mr. Bai rarely does such a thing!"
Zheng He shrugged, sincerely thinking that being taken over by Mr. Bai was not a good thing.
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Zheng He's original work itinerary was to take five sets of photos, but because he had just returned to the company, the shooting site said: "There is no room, and it will not start until [-] pm. Just after taking a set, Cheng Shao received a phone call and started rushing." Person: "Ahe, you are off work, go back."
"Huh? I haven't finished filming yet."
"Don't worry about it, just continue shooting tomorrow." Cheng Shao winked and said, "There is someone waiting for you outside the door."
Zheng He had a headache: "Okay, I see."
In front of the company gate, Mr. Bai's classic Rolls-Royce parked aside. Zheng He opened the door and sat down, complaining, "Why are you here?"
"You're glad to see me, aren't you?"
Zheng He complained: Your eyes are very good, should you go to the ophthalmologist?How can I see joy from my gloomy face? "Hehe, I'm glad to see that you are in good health."
Mr. Bai took out a small box from his bag and said, "A gift from me."
Zheng He opened it and saw that it was a gleaming watch, very low-key and luxurious. "Actually, you don't need to give me a watch. I'll be happier if you dig out these diamonds and give them to me."
The driver in front let out a smothered laugh.
Mr. Bai's face remained unchanged, and he still smiled gently: "There are rhinestones on it, which are not worth much. If you like it, I can give you real diamonds."
"...how many carats?"
The driver covered his mouth, his shoulders trembled violently, and it was obvious that he was about to fail.
Mr. Bai pondered for a moment, then looked up at Zheng He: "I'm very poor, so don't choose too expensive ones."
Zheng He couldn't help laughing wildly.
People who are not funny on weekdays are extraordinarily funny when they are nonsensical.
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