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Chapter 11 I don't want to go to Africa to mine (two-in-one chapter!)(1/3)

"Sorry, my Chinese is not very good." Zhang Hong, who has lived in China for more than 20 years, picked his ears and said, "I didn't quite understand what you said. Do you mean you want to play house for the elderly?"

By the way, how did he know that he was a TV drama director?

You must know that whether it is you or your previous "me", this is your first play.

There is no reason why outsiders would know that he is the director.

"No, no, no, he's the TV drama director!" The old man grinned, revealing a pair of neat, bright white teeth.

Zhang Hong dared to swear to that handsome face in the mirror that it was definitely dentures!

But the old man didn't give him any space to continue thinking: "Director Zhang, we saw the news about your TV series from the Internet. It just so happened that we, the old couple, have always had this dream, and we happen to be from Los Angeles, so we thought...

"

This was not enough, but the old man's following words made Zhang Hong's face darken: "Anyway, your crew doesn't have much future, why not let us join together~ We can sponsor you with 30,000 yuan!"

Zhang Hong: "..."

This old man's words are so unpleasant, no wonder he was kicked out by his family.

At this moment, Zhang Hong actually felt a little recognition of the old man's family.

Um?

wrong!

news?

What news?

Zhang Hongguang took out his mobile phone and opened Weibo at the speed of light.

As soon as he entered, his attention was caught by a piece of news that was trending on the headlines.

[Shadow! The crew of "Red Dust" bullies new actors! 】

Zhang Hong's eyes twitched and he clicked on the details.

What is said in it is also very simple.

First, he expressed implicitly how hard a young man named Wang Chen worked. He persisted in filming even though he had a fever of 50 degrees. In order to film, he didn't drink water for three months and didn't eat for 20 days. He worked hard and worked hard.

As a result, he quit the crew in tears due to discrimination from the assistant director.

Because of the same hatred, the first female lead and the second male lead from the same agency also quit together.

Huh? The second male lead is back again?

That's okay.

After this news came out, someone went to Wang Chen's agency, Jixing Culture Communication, to inquire about the news. However, the other company kept silent, and when asked about it, they just said "no comment."

But if you don’t deny it, then it does exist, right?

You said this, we are not sleepy anymore!

Since I can't get any information here, I'll go find the crew and ask.

But this news only came out yesterday, and no one has come yet.

They contacted director Sun Zheng, who said that he was playing with the nurses in the hospital. Paparazzi? He would not be welcome!

Oh? So arrogant?

Then don't blame us for making up our minds.

It's said that it's just imaginary, but it's actually just making it up.

So in the news, Sun Zheng became a arrogant, domineering, and boundless veteran in the industry.

Some people even wrote about having noses and eyes, saying that there was a conflict on the set, and then the unknown classmate Wang Chen was slapped by Sun Zheng, and he quit the crew after being unbearably humiliated.

Now it's interesting.

Although Wang Chen is a newcomer in the film and television industry, he also made his debut in a well-known variety show before, so he has a lot of fans.

And most of these fans...are gathered on Weibo.

Coupled with the company's operations, his super talk has become more and more popular.

Therefore, many of his fans on Weibo began to criticize Sun Zheng and the crew crazily.

But Zhang Hong discovered one thing keenly.

That is... No matter whether it is the entertainment media, Weibo, or Jixing Culture, they have not mentioned that they are the director of this movie.

Don’t I, Zhang Hong, deserve a name?

So, here comes the problem.

Raising his head, Zhang Hong asked doubtfully: "Then how did you know that I am the director of this TV series?"

Lin Muqing, who was looking coldly next to him, suddenly became sharp-eyed.

yes!

Since Zhang Hong is not mentioned in any news, how does this old man know that Zhang Hong is the director of the crew?

Even if he lives nearby and knows that Zhang Hong comes in and out of the set every day, there is no reason why he can know that Zhang Hong is the director!

The old man smiled honestly: "My grandson is from your crew."

"who?"

"My grandson Wang Ye." The old man still smiled honestly, "I am his grandfather, and my name is Wang Falcon."

"..." Zhang Hong twitched his lips, "It turns out to be Grandpa Wang..."

It’s also absolutely amazing.

The grandfather is called "Wang Sun" and the grandson is called "Wang Ye".

Then Wang Ye's father is also Wang Falcon's son. How "fatherly and filial" must he be to name his son?

But this makes sense. It seems that Wang Ye told his grandfather about the crew.

Then there is nothing more to say.

"Uncle, have you two ridden your bike? Let's go to the set together."

"Of course we drove here." Uncle Wang took out the car keys from his pocket, "If that doesn't work, Director Zhang, please park the electric car on the side of the road first, and I will bring it back to you when you come back?"

Looking at the big VW logo on the car key in his hand, Zhang Hong's face darkened: "Forget it... the little electric donkey is pretty cool to ride."

He has not forgotten how he traveled through time.

............

Time goes back to one day ago.

Xu Yan, the general manager of Jixing Culture Communication, parked his car and rushed to the building.

It was now past one o'clock in the morning, and he was already lying on the bed with his mistress in his arms, when he was called by a phone call.

But he didn't dare to get angry.

There is no way, who made the call is the boss of Jimei Culture.

It sounds like he is the general manager of Jixing, but in fact Jixing is a fully controlled subsidiary of Jixing.

The boss yelled that he came to the company to discuss things, how dare he not come?

Get up the elevator and arrive at the thirteenth floor.

The huge floor covering thousands of square meters belongs to Jimei culture.

He swiped his card to enter, passed by the deserted and dark office area, and came to the door of the chairman's office.

Knock gently on the door.

A low and magnetic voice came from inside: "Please come in."

He took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

Inside the house, the 300-square-meter office with no lights on seemed scary and weird in Xu Yan's eyes. Even the high-end carpet under his feet did not give him any sense of security.

Fortunately, the neon lights outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows kept the room from being completely dark.

Xu Yan slowed down and walked to the huge desk.

On the boss's chair behind the desk, the meticulously combed man who was called "THE BOSS" by the company's employees was sitting there holding a cat.

Walking closer, Xu Yan lowered his head slightly: "THE BOSS."

Note that "THE BOSS" here must be pronounced with accent.

Like this - THE BO~~~~~SS.

Seeing Xu Yan coming, THE BOSS slowly stroked the silky back hair of the Siamese cat on his legs, and said in a low tone: "Xu Yan, how long have you been following me."

Xu Yan didn't even think about it: "Thirteen years."

"Yes, you worked hard with me in Africa when I made my fortune." THE BO~~~~SS stroked the cat's back and sighed: "I was poor and had nothing, but I finally worked hard to become the best in the company.
To be continued...
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