When Ning Xueqing drove to the Naughty Paper Mansion, as soon as she stopped the car, she was surrounded by a group of reporters: "Mr. Ning, are you very confident about this Oscar competition?"

"Try your best. It's already great to be nominated." Ning Xueqing said modestly with a smile.

For a company, the personality of the leader can often affect the company culture, so the management of Xiongbaizhi has always been very Buddhist. Externally, there is no aggressiveness; internally, especially senior executives like Ning Xueqing

, they still eat melon seeds and chat during meetings, and their mode of getting along is the same as that of their partners.

"Then do you think that mainland directors have surpassed Hong Kong and Taiwan directors?"

"..." Ning Xueqing felt a little bored. She had been repeatedly pestered by various media in the past few days, "Wen Wu is the best, what is there to compare with?"

"But Director Guang Shao and Director Li An are already secretly competing. Which one of them do you think will win this Oscar?"

Ning Xueqing cursed in her heart, Master Guang, this careless scourge, has caused trouble for me again: "Haha, let's see the results! There should be a chance..."

"..."

In fact, whether it is the mainland media or the mainland film and television industry, they are also confused by this kind of controversy.

Is this simply boring? Moreover, the Hong Kong community at this time is indeed very powerful, and the mainland is basically a dwarf, and there is no confidence in what I say.

Only a fool like Rong Guang would suddenly speak nonsense. Therefore, there were many people who saw the joke, and there were also many people who fanned the flames.

There is a saying that Rongguang's rise is too fast, and many people are still not convinced.

But the big girls in the capital also have tempers, and the aunts have always had quite a temper.

As soon as she entered her office, Ning Xueqing complained to Sister Dahong: "What are all these things? Wouldn't that put Master Guang on the fire?"

Sister Dahong smiled like Maitreya Buddha: "Yes! Who told that boy to keep his mouth shut?"

"I say Dahong, don't be too busy gloating about your misfortune. Tell me, does Guang Shao have a chance this time? Otherwise we will lose face to Dafa."

"With Guangzi's ugly face, he is still afraid of being embarrassed?" Sister Dahong sneered, "Qingqing, don't worry blindly. I've seen through that grandson. As long as it's about making a movie, I'm sure he's right!"

"

"That's true! What about other things?"

"This...?" Sister Dahong thought for a few seconds, "If it sounds unreliable, then you can trust him for once. But what if it sounds reliable? Then you need to think more about it."

Ning Xueqing and Sister Dahong looked at each other and laughed. Ning Xueqing and the others became more and more confident in Rongguang's various whimsical ideas, which were his memory fragments.

"Hey, Dahong, why are you here today?" Ning Xueqing suddenly asked.

"It's okay, it's boring." Sister Dahong said. As for the things about the catering group, her husband Doudou is there. "Qingqing, since it's okay, let's watch the live broadcast? It should be around the time of the Oscars, right?"

"Isn't this not good?" Ning Xueqing said coyly, "I have to pay attention to my image anyway. How can I watch TV at work?"

"Pull it down!" Sister Dahong leaned over and grabbed a handful of snacks from Ning Xueqing's drawer, "What's the trouble with you here? Isn't it just revolving around Photon? In fact, I don't care whether he wins the prize or not.

.Don’t forget, Quanquan still has hope of becoming an actress!”

"Yes!" Ning Xueqing finally found a reason to convince herself, "We naughty children need to bloom more, and we are here to cheer for Quanquan!"

"Kekeke..."

…

In Rong Guang's home, Rong Degen and Qi Xiulian had already become stunned. They watched Lin Rong move quickly, constantly showing off the operations on the TV and computer, and turned on the live broadcast on it.

Seeing that Rongrong was lying down on the sofa proudly, and the person next to her was dishonestly offering jelly, Qi Xiulian laughed and scolded: "Girl, are you pretending to be sick today just to watch TV?"

Rong Degen looked doting on her face and quickly protected Rongrong: "This is because she cares about her parents. This girl has been filial since she was a child. Besides, without her, we really wouldn't be able to play with this remote control."

With her grandpa's support, Rongrong became arrogant: "That's right! I'm cheering for Mom! I love studying and I'm not pretending to be sick! Brother, isn't it!"

Yiyi made a "bah" sound and kissed Rongrong on the face: "Sister loves studying the most. Yiyi also wants to go to kindergarten!"

Okay, this silly boy is hopeless. Everyone else is a Voldemort or a sister control, but it would be better for him to have a eldest sister's bloodline to suppress him?

While we were talking and laughing, the live broadcast on the Internet has begun, and now we are moving to the red carpet session...

…

The Oscar awards ceremony takes an extremely long time, usually lasting six or seven hours.

Therefore, TV stations will cut off a lot of broadcasts, usually only the live award ceremony, which is kept at about three hours. For example, the red carpet portion will only be edited highlights.

On the contrary, the online broadcast is relatively complete, and basically the entire process will be broadcast. However, in the past, there were only live text broadcasts and footage of on-site reporters. This year, Putian Technology and Penguin jointly purchased the online broadcast rights, so you can see all the videos.

At this moment, Rong Guang was sitting in a rented luxury car, drinking Coke and nagging to Yuan Quan: "Quanquan, have you used the toilet just now? Let me tell you a joke. The 50th anniversary of the National Day parade that year

When I was in school, there was a little girl who couldn't find a toilet anywhere and almost choked to death without peeing. Fortunately, she met me..."

Staring at the Coke in Rong Guang's hand, Yuan Quan's eyes turned green: "Ha, what's that little girl's name?"

"Tong Liya. She should be your Chinese drama student now, right?"

"Hey, you never forget it? You even know your name?"

"What are you thinking about? That's your school girl!" Anyway, Rong Guang is already dead and is not afraid of boiling water. He has long been used to Koizumi's jealousy.

"What I'm most worried about are those school girls! Huh!" Anyway, I'm very unhappy. Why should men eat and drink freely at the award ceremony, while women have to control their diet?

"Mitsuko, this skirt is uncomfortable to wear. Am I exposing too much?"

"Okay. If you have the guts, just wear some pants, and you won't suffer such a crime."

"I want you to take care of it! I just want to show off my good figure! Hehehehe."

"..." Rong Guang glanced at the pair of A's, and then thought of the pair of headlights of the Hollywood actress, and just pretended not to hear this sentence.

"Rongguang, what's your expression? How dare you dislike me? Haven't you seen the reports in the American media? They are all praising my acting skills and saying that I am a beauty from the East!"

"Ahem, Quanquan, I should have translated these, right?"

"It's up to you, translator! Anyway, you have to praise me and tell me whether I'm pretty or not!"
Chapter completed!