Carrey hung up the phone, and Jeffrey began to wonder.

This level is definitely not a novice!

He knows the famous playwrights in this place. To be honest, none of them can write about this level. It is even more impossible for mainland people to do this. It is not a matter of level. It is because the mainland has not been in reform and opening up for many years, and people's thinking habits can't be reversed for a while.

Could it be the writers in Taixia? They are not like them! With their narrow mind, can they be so agile?

The strangest thing is that the things written by this master are all things that he had thought about but had not yet been concreted. There are even many details that he had not thought of.

Jeffrey liked it more and more, so he saw it and started scolding: "Skin's property, throw it away your mother!" He hated the script that he had been reading for several hours on the ground.

But it turns out that the script only says:

Supreme Treasure used the Moonlight Treasure Box to travel through time again, but this time he brought it back five hundred years ago. At this time, Fairy Zixia walked towards him and left three moles on his feet...

This kind of operation is like Jeffrey going to Fenglou, and the beauty who had agreed to come out to pick her feet, making people crazy.

What about the subsequent plot?

Is it just six points?

I took off my pants, so you can show me this? Go to the death!

Jeffrey walked to Linda, who had already slept with her neck tilted, and knocked on the table: "It's time to get off work!"

Linda got up as soon as she scrubbed her saliva, picked up her bag and left.

"Come back." Jeffrey glanced at the spring light that could not be blocked, and quickly withdrew his gaze, "Where is the contact information of that script just now?"

“What?”

"No? It's just the phone number behind the script or something?"

"Oh, I'll look for it! It seems that there is a phone number on the package of the email."

"Then look for it!"

"Uh, it seems I've thrown away!"

Jeffrey pointed at Linda hatefully, turned around and ran out to flip through the trash can.

"What a big deal to do with the playwright you don't know? Cut!" Linda raised her middle finger, then put on makeup, pulled her collar a little further, and prepared to move her long.

Jeffrey was so stingy that he got a big salary and was reluctant to change to a better office building and hire a few employees to help him? He knew that he would work overtime every day, which made him so annoying!

If it weren't for his talent, he would have dumped him long ago and made a new goal.

Soon, Jeffrey came back with the wrapping paper: "Linda, don't leave now, try calling this number. I always think this number is wrong, it's not from a port, right?"

Linda took it and looked: "Of course this is not a local one! It should be a mainland number, right? Let me give it a try."

One dozen, no connection.

Two dozen, but still can't connect.

...

In the end, the landline phone was almost out of power and it didn't work.

Seeing that it was late at night, Linda looked at Jeffrey lustfully: "It's too late, why don't we go and check in tomorrow!"

"No! This phone call is very important. I must find out his bottom as soon as possible, otherwise..." Jeffrey pointed to the script, his eyes frenzy, "This is my favorite!"

Linda got entangled: "Isn't your love me?"

"Not now! Call quickly and I'll ask a few old friends. I won't believe it anymore, and I can't find out who this Kim McGee is?"

After a round of phone calls, several famous directors from the port basically asked them, but no one knew when such an expert appeared locally.

When Carey received the inquiry again, he put down the phone helplessly and turned his eyes to a manuscript on the desktop:

The drama title is East Evil West Poison
Chapter completed!