Shining Stars: First Producer

Lu Cheng frowned slightly, looking at Song Moran wondering if he should agree to the request.

To be honest, I imagined that Song Moran should have seen her achievements today, and I only saw what she made.

She wanted to refuse, but seeing Song Moran's attitude of either cooperating or not, Lu Cheng felt a little tangled, and didn't know how to make a decision.

Song Moran saw his expression changing, and thought it was funny, but his face was always expressionless.

"Have you figured it out?" he asked.

"Yes," Lu Cheng gritted his teeth and nodded, but in the end the idea of ​​wanting his work to be known by more people prevailed.

"It's not on me. It's in the column group. I'll go back and get it now," Lu Cheng said, turning around and leaving in a hurry, blocking back what Song Moran was about to say.

When Lu Cheng opened the door, Tang Chen was just about to push the door in, and the two faced each other.

Lu Cheng smiled at him and was about to go around him, but was blocked by a hand.

"Is everything going well?" Tang Chen asked with concern.

Seeing his performance, doubts flashed in Lu Cheng's heart. They were not very familiar with each other, and Tang Chen cared too much about his performance.

"Although the process was a little unsatisfactory, the result should be fine." Lu Cheng replied subconsciously, she still had some confidence in her results.

"That's good," Tang Chen tactfully withdrew his hand as if he noticed that Lu Cheng's movements and expressions were a little eager.

Lu Cheng glanced at him, and hurriedly left.

The door was not closed when the two were talking, and Song Moran could hear all the movements clearly inside.

When did the two of them become so familiar?Listening to the conversation between those two people who seemed to be very familiar with each other, Song Moran frowned and thought.

But before he could think of anything, the conversation quickly disappeared, and Tang Chen, one of the protagonists, also appeared in front of him.

"President," Tang Chen said with a light smile. He came here this time to discuss about Su Xiaoyue's treatment in the company.

Although Tang Chen sometimes looks down on Su Xiaoyue's mindless behavior, but it is undeniable that she is the most famous under his command.

Even for his own status in the company, Tang Chen will try his best to grab benefits for Su Xiaoyue.

After quietly listening to Tang Chen's long speech, Song Moran was silent for a long time before refusing.

"Su Xiaoyue's current treatment is the same as the benefits she can obtain for the company. It's good to be self-motivated, but it's not good to be too greedy." Song Moran said, his tone was flat but he didn't show Tang Chen any face.

Almost as soon as Song Moran finished speaking, Tang Chen's face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It was a long time before he managed to maintain the mask of delicacy he wore in front of the others.

"President, I think that only higher interests can stimulate people's potential," Tang Chen said in a deep voice.

But it was obvious that Song Moran didn't agree with his point of view, he didn't give any explanation at all, just waved his hands and said, "Go back and think about it."

After all, Song Moran still valued Tang Chen's personal ability, and he didn't say anything to death, but he was able to understand Tang Chen's inner thoughts in his heart after watching Tang Chen's performance.

He sighed helplessly in his heart, but what he thought was that he should advance the plan of training newcomers. Before replacing Tang Chen, he needed a successor who could already take on the role.

Because although Tang Chen is a person with good personal abilities, he has the most unacceptable shortcomings, that is, he is cruel and cunning, has a small belly, and his personality is controlled by Song Moran.

Just when Song Moran was thinking about these thoughts, Tang Chen said expressionlessly, "In that case, I'll leave first."

After he finished speaking, he didn't even look at Song Moran's reaction, and turned and left directly.

His thin torso was stretched, as if he was trying to suppress something.

After Lu Cheng went back, Yang Yi just finished editing the film, following the adage that time is money, she didn't say much, just took it up, leaving all kinds of eyes from the column team behind.

When getting out of the elevator, Lu Cheng suddenly saw Tang Chen leave in a hurry with a sullen face.

She frowned subconsciously, and a thought swirled around in her mind, "So he will be angry too?"

It's not because of Lu Cheng's stereotype of Tang Chen, but because every time she sees him, the expression on his face is the same, and Lu Cheng even wonders if the corner of his mouth curls up every time he smiles. The arc is the same.

Before he had time to think about it, Lu Cheng grabbed what he was holding tightly and threw the picture behind him.

The most important thing for her now is to walk to Song Moran's office as soon as possible, and then show him the fruits of her labor.

Standing at the door of the office, Lu Cheng paused for a moment, and waited until her shortness of breath subsided, before she opened the door and walked in slowly.

Song Moran raised his head impatiently when he heard the footsteps, and saw Lu Cheng walking steadily step by step.

The eyebrows that were originally tightly frowned slowly flattened, and Song Moran looked up at her expressionlessly.

"What you want to see," Lu Cheng put his hand in front of him, slowly opened the closed fingers one by one, and finally revealed the hard drive in the palm of his hand.

Song Moran watched her series of movements quietly, but he didn't pick it up when he reached out for the first time.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at her, seeing her as if nothing happened, a smile flashed across her eyes.

"Don't you want to give it to me?" Song Moran asked in a flat tone, and he had already withdrawn his hand and put it on the table in front of his chest.

"No, here you are," Lu Cheng thought of what she had promised him at the beginning, shook her head, and before Song Moran could react, she stretched her hand forward abruptly.

When it reached in front of him, it suddenly turned over, palms down.

"Pa-ta," Song Moran saw something gleaming with silver-white metal falling from her palm.

Song Moran paused for a long time, then abruptly hooked the corners of his lips, and took the things that fell in front of him in his hands.

Not long after, other voices suddenly came to mind in the originally quiet office.

Yang Yi cut most of Li Chenyang's off-chain performances, but there are still a lot left, but it has weakened the boringness that is often found in many dialogue shows.

Song Moran looked at everything on the screen expressionlessly, until the end when he looked at Lu Cheng in disbelief.

Lu Cheng could feel that Song Moran's eyes were heavy and fixed on her face, she didn't intend to look away, she moved her body calmly, trying to avoid this compelling sight.

Song Moran just kept looking at her without saying a word, even though Lu Cheng could barely hold on at first, then he gradually became nervous.