My daughter is so annoying

"Director Cao, what do you think we should do?"

Cao Guoping threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and said with a serious face: "There is no other way, I can only find a way from the movie."

"On the movies? But so far, none of the movies he has produced has a low box office."

"He can make it! Can't we make it?" Cao Guoping said: "Everyone has been making movies for more than ten years, don't they have the confidence?"

"This……"

"Didn't he say that Twelve Citizens can be filmed in one and a half months? Do you really think that the quality of the film produced in such a short period of time is really high?"

Director Shao Xiaobao said with a smile: "I want to finish the film in one and a half months, unless it is a low-cost film with a few million dollars."

This gathering in the circle was called by Cao Guoping. At this moment, seeing a group of screenwriters with hesitation on their faces, he finally explained the real purpose of this meeting: "I have a script in my hand, which is composed of four separate short films. , if it is difficult for a team to shoot a movie in a month and a half, then if we have four teams shooting at the same time, a team can only shoot a 30-minute plot at most, let alone a month and a half, even a month. I can finish the filming."

"How about the script?"

"It's about four short stories. The themes are youth at the time, love in time, nostalgia for the past, and the swan song of life. I asked Mr. Zhong to write the script. He is an old-timer who has won two best screenwriters."

"What about investing?"

"With an investment of 5000 million yuan, on average, each team can get [-] million yuan, and I have already negotiated a few actors, all of whom are experienced and skilled actors, not those young actors who can't even memorize their lines. Fresh meat."

Xie Junan smiled and said, "It seems that Director Cao came prepared this time?"

"If I don't make a perfect plan, I won't call you here. Let me just say a word to you, do you want to do this job?"

Xie Junan threw the cigarette butt on the ground, nodded heavily and said, "Do it!"

Shao Xiaobao stood up and said, "Count me in."

Cai Zhenhua also said: "Then I will come too."

Fan Lei smiled and said, "Is there still my share?"

"Of course there is. This time, we don't lack directors, actors, and funds. I don't believe that with so many of us, we can't beat Fang Cheng. As long as the box office hits, the right to speak will be in our hands."

"That's right, whoever has the highest box office and whoever speaks hard will take advantage of it."

A group of people are gearing up, full of enthusiasm.

……

Fang Cheng was completely unaware of all this, and was still busy with his own affairs.

The filming of The Wandering Earth is almost over, and the special effects have been done for a while. Although this movie was released after Twelve Citizens, the investment was dozens of times higher than that of Twelve Citizens. To ensure the quality of this film, I contacted the post-production special effects company several times in person, and each communication lasted for several hours.

In addition to this matter, Fangcheng also asked the company to create an official website for snh48 to record the growth records of each girl. In Fangcheng's words, it is to create a transparent platform for star formation, so that fans Grow with stars.

August No. 20 is Fang Cheng's birthday again, but Fang Cheng, who is so busy and dizzy, still remembers this.

It was past eight o'clock in the evening when we drove home from the office. Fang Cheng opened the door with the key and found that the living room door was closed, so he frowned.

Usually at this point, the family would either watch TV in the living room or play in the yard. Why is it so deserted today?

With doubts, Fang Cheng stepped forward and pushed open the door of the living room.

It was pitch black.

Just when Fang Cheng thought the whole family was going to Li Lanfang's house and was about to turn on the lights.

A light came on from the corner of the stairs, and I saw Qingqing and Xiao Yuer walking down the corner with a cake, and they sang together as they walked: "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, Happy birthday to you."

Fang Cheng glanced at the date, and then he realized that his heart was sour, and he almost shed tears.

Yang Yueyue and Fang Ming also followed behind.

The two girls put the cake on the dining table, and when they saw Fang Cheng approaching, they immediately held Fang Cheng's arm and kept saying, "Dad, make a wish, Daddy, make a wish soon."

"it is good."

Fang Cheng put his hands together in front of him, lowered his head, and made a wish.

"Huh~" Blowing out the candles, Yang Yueyue also turned on the lights, and a line of words was written on the cake - Happy birthday to the head of the family.

Fang Cheng held the shovel and said with a smile: "Father will cut the cake for you."

"Okay!" Mingming couldn't wait.

Fang Cheng cut a large piece, first gave it to Fang Ming, and then prepared to cut it for the two girls, and just measured the size.

"No, no, it's too big."

"so?"

"A little less, and you will gain weight if you eat butter."

"Okay." Fang Cheng made a little bit for each of Qingqing and Xiao Yu'er, and there was more than half of a piece of cake left.

"Wife, do you want to eat too?"

Yang Yueyue smiled and said, "It's good that I have as much as Qingqing."

"Then how do you eat the leftovers?"

"You eat."

Fang Cheng said: "I don't like sweets."

"It's delicious, you should try it first."

Fang Cheng has always been indifferent to cream, so he shook his head and refused.

Qingqing stepped forward to scoop out some butter with a spoon, and handed it to Fang Cheng's mouth: "Dad, why don't you try it."

"Ah~" Fang Cheng opened his mouth wide, and really took a bite.

"How about it?"

"good."

"If it wasn't for my weight maintenance, I could eat half of it by myself."

Fang Cheng dipped his fingers in a little cream and spread it on Qingqing's nose, and said with a smile, "What kind of weight do you maintain at a young age? If you want to eat, eat more."

"I don't want it." Qingqing snorted softly, and sat down on the sofa cross-legged.

Sitting next to the cake, Fang Cheng watched the whole family eating the cake with a fatherly smile on his face.