Shining Stars: First Producer

But he quickly realized that he glanced at his friend angrily, and said, "This is a complicated matter, and new variables will appear anytime and anywhere. If you are in my role now, you must be more depressed than me." Hold on."

This was said so bluntly that my friend couldn't help rolling his eyes after he realized it.

"You really need to change your temper and calm down," the friend's warning slowly disappeared under the director's increasingly restless eyes.

"Forget it, other things aside, you told me who their director is after all," the director said, stretching out his hand to scratch his slightly long hair, and said.

The friend originally laughed a few times, but seeing the director looked really troubled, he pursed his lips and said, "You, forget it, I can't say anything else, their leading role is Su Xiaoyue."

"Well," the director was not surprised by this name at all. All the surprises were squandered when the woman announced that she was going to leave with Tang Chen that day. Now this name can't arouse his emotions at all.

Facing such a director, my friend also felt that he didn't know what to say, so he shrugged and left helplessly.

In the hospital in the city center, Assistant Song hurriedly approached the elevator, the paper in his hand was a little crumpled.

As the elevator buttons dimmed one by one, Assistant Song finally reached his destination.

"President," Assistant Song called after taking a deep breath at the door, gently pushing the door open.

Song Moran nodded slightly, while Lu Cheng pursed her lips in embarrassment, and called softly, "Assistant Song."

"Tell me, what you found out in your investigation," Song Moran said in a deep voice.

Already accustomed to Song Moran's resolute appearance, Assistant Song was not surprised at all. He took two steps forward, handed him the things in his hand, and said softly at the same time, "President, according to our investigation, it is true that Someone is following Miss Lin Chengcheng from behind."

After quickly flipping through the thick stack of documents in his hand, Song Moran reached out and handed it to Lu Cheng who was standing behind him, and said softly, "Take a look at these documents."

Lu Cheng nodded slightly, but the page number that was about to be turned was rigidly fixed there, because of what Assistant Song said.

"Stalking? Is this the result of the investigation? Can you be sure? Is there anyone around her now?" Lu Cheng asked a series of questions, with a surprised expression, anxious and worried.

Facing Lu Cheng, Assistant Song didn't dare to be perfunctory at all, and quickly said, "The stalking started before Ms. Lin's accident, and the other party ended the stalking very quickly. Now we are very sure that Lin Chengcheng's side is No one else's."

When she heard the last sentence, Lu Cheng breathed a sigh of relief. She really couldn't imagine living unconsciously under the surveillance of others, and couldn't accept it.

Comparing his heart to his heart, Lu Cheng felt that if Lin Chengcheng could know about this, he would definitely have a very uncomfortable and creepy feeling in his heart.

"Can you determine the start and end time of the tracking?" Song Moran asked in a deep voice, his eyes were so dark that people dare not look at him.

Assistant Song lowered his head imperceptibly, and said, "The exact time cannot be determined, but what is generally certain is that the tracking started earlier than when she was injured, and ended when Lin Chengcheng was injured again. after."

Unable to hold back a breath of air, Lu Cheng looked at Assistant Song in disbelief, and shouted uncontrollably, "So these people are the ones plotting against Lin Chengcheng behind his back?"

Although Lu Cheng suspected that someone would do something to Lin Chengcheng from the beginning, her thinking was still limited to the people in the crew, to the usual intrigue and interest-related relationships.

But what Assistant Song said today made her sure that the person who did it was definitely not someone from the crew.

After all, people in the crew came and went and got along together, so he didn't need to spend so long looking for professionals to follow Lin Chengcheng.

Feeling the disbelief deep in Lu Cheng's heart, Assistant Song lowered his head, curled his lips slightly under the cover of his hair, and said softly, "This is all inferred from the facts."

Probably because she sensed the slight change in Assistant Song's tone, Lu Cheng twitched the corners of her mouth, but didn't speak again, flipping through the documents she was holding with her fingers.

"Besides these, do you find anything else about what I ordered you to go down?" Song Moran asked first without changing his expression.

With his head slightly lowered, Assistant Song said in a muffled voice, "President, can you give us a little more time?"

"Give me the answer tomorrow." Song Moran frowned, and said that no one could refuse.

"Well," facing such an urgent time, Assistant Song gritted his teeth and nodded, but he never said anything to make Song Moran more lenient.

After reporting on the current progress, Assistant Song quickly left the ward, his back hurried.

"Mr. Tang, the post-editing process has almost been completed. When do you think it's better to release it?" The up-and-coming director who was called by a friend asked softly. There was no fear in his eyes, which is something that the eyes of a smooth sailing genius can often see.

He just made everyone remember him because of a film he shot a while ago, Mu Xiang, and this time is when his confidence is bursting, he can't help it, and wants other people to watch it earlier to your own stuff.

Squinting his eyes, Tang Chen quietly looked at what was projected on the screen, without speaking.

Mu Xiang couldn't see the slight changes in Tang Chen's face, and felt a little anxious, but looking at the seemingly refined person in front of him, he didn't dare to ask casually.

This is a small animal-like intuition, but it is something that Mu Xiang is completely unaware of.

Time ticked by, and he didn't know how long it had passed. He finally saw Tang Chen move his finger and click the mouse on the screen, and soon the ever-changing scene slowly stopped.

"I think things can be done better," Tang Chen said softly, his tone was not serious, and he even smiled a little, but Mu Xiang couldn't help but become dejected.

"Mr. Tang," Mu Xiang yelled, trying to tell him that this was the true expression of her heart, but in the end she just twitched the corners of her mouth and said nothing.

Tang Chen was satisfied with the unusually sensible performance of the person in front of him.