This actor just wants to brush attributes

Zhao Qingren was amused by him, she turned her head and did not forget to wink at Su Chen.

He couldn't help but feel that it was the most correct choice for Sun Honglei to introduce Su Chen to her when he came to Hengdian this time.

Right now, Zhao Qingren can only be sure that Ning Hao and Huang Bo are both very powerful potential stocks in the domestic film and television industry.

As the first movie to return to China to invest in, if you can make a small profit of 20.00%, or [-]%, or even not lose money, that is Zhao Qingren's goal.

She didn't know that when "Crazy Racing" was broadcast next, it cost more than 1000 million yuan and the box office exceeded [-] million.

I was able to achieve this step only because I believed in Su Chen's full-mouthed train.

……

"Then when I go back to draw up a contract, I'll find the accountant and the crew supervisor. You have an account for the crew, right?"

Zhao Qingren glanced at the time, and had already met Ning Hao and the others for about an hour.

Su Chen asked her to delay for two hours no matter what, but it would be great if the goal was achieved.

She doesn't want to waste too much time here.

"Yes, yes."

"Miss Zhao, thank you so much for your trust."

"The contract and account will be sent to you tomorrow, thanks again!"

Ning Hao gradually came back to his senses.

He stood up and rubbed his hands, feeling a little emotional for a moment, not knowing what to say.

A 33-year-old man, although it is impossible to shed tears at this time, one can see full gratitude from his expression.

Meet twice?

The trust of 800 million has solved the big problem of the crew.

Ning Hao took a deep breath.

"Miss Zhao, I will do my best not to let you lose money."

Zhao Qingren couldn't help laughing. She glanced at Su Chen next to her, then turned to the "sincere" Ning Hao and said, "I don't just want to make money."

"What I want is for young directors to have their own films to make."

……

"Clap clap clap!"

After 15 minutes, all the follow-up matters were discussed, and Su Chen and Zhao Qingren returned to the hotel suite.

Su Chen clapped her hands together: "Sister Qing, it's fine."

He imitated Zhao Qingren's expression just now, and repeated: "What I want is that young directors have their own movies to make."

"Wow!"

"The layout, grade, taste, feelings, all aspects are full and impeccable."

Zhao Qingren threw off her high heels and leaned against the bed with her whole body relaxed. With a smile on her lips, she stared at Su Chen thoughtfully.

"Have you achieved your goal?"

"For what purpose?"

Su Chen blinked and began to play dumb.

"Just now, you took a step back and got the role from Ning Hao. The salary of a main supporting role in a serious eight-book movie should not be low in China."

Zhao Qingren looked up at the ceiling, recalling what happened just now.

"The filming time is at least half a month, so, no matter what, there are 3 to [-] yuan."

"I don't think it's unusual for Ning Hao to give you [-] to [-] yuan for my sake."

After Su Chen was told by Zhao Qingren, the smile on his face became clearer.

"Earn 1000 yuan a day from me, and after joining the group, earn at least [-] yuan from Ning Hao in half a month."

"Make money at both ends, gain fame and fortune."

"Tsk tsk tsk."

Zhao Qingren leaned back on the bed with his hands on his elbows, and part of his collar slid down his fragrant shoulders, just being propped up by that touch of fullness, looking natural.

She commented provocatively: "I still have some skills."

Su Chen shook her head modestly: "Sister Qing, my ability is far beyond that."

"Look at it later."

Zhao Qingren shrugged his shoulders, and the collar slid down a lot in a frightening way.

Su Chen remained calm, as steady as an old dog.

He knew that Zhao Qingren just had a good impression of him, but this good feeling was not enough to go to bed for the time being.

People just like to tease themselves.

I want to see myself embarrassed and shy, just like those stinky men like to admire the nervous and shy expressions of beautiful girls.

If you let her succeed, it will be boring.

"What are your plans for this afternoon?"

Zhao Qingren saw that Su Chen was unmoved, the air conditioner was still quite cold, so she simply sat up and pulled up her collar.

"go to work."

Su Chen replied: "I should leave work at six o'clock in the afternoon."

Zhao Qing was stunned for a moment.

"I'm fine in the afternoon, and I'll be fine tomorrow. I might meet and chat with Mr. Chen Guofu from "The Wind" the day after tomorrow, and we'll talk about it then."

"I'm going back to Shanghai the day after tomorrow."

"By the way, are you familiar with Huairou?"

"It's okay, I'll drive, you take me shopping."

Su Chen spread her hands: "I'm not familiar with Huairou, but the area around Beiping is okay."

No matter how rich Zhao Qing is, she is still a woman after all.

……

In the afternoon, she drove the car, and the two of them entered the urban area. Su Chen took her to Dongdan, Xidan, and Wangfujing, where they drank milk tea and bought clothes.

When I came back at night, it was already around ten o'clock.

On the way, Su Chen was driving the car, Zhao Qingren was sitting in the co-pilot, her head was leaning against the car window, outside the car window were tall buildings and bridges, feasting and feasting.

There was a pile of shopping bags in the trunk.

Zhao Qingren looked out the window in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

Su Chen drove very smoothly. After all, he has been a veteran driver for many years in later generations.

"Whether it is abroad or at home, I like to look at the tall buildings outside."

Zhao Qingren suddenly spoke.

Su Chen smiled while driving: "I hope there is a man who belongs to you on a certain floor, and a child who belongs to you, waiting for you to go back to watch TV at night?"

Zhao Qingren turned his head strangely: "How do you know?"

Su Chen kicked the accelerator: "It's like this when you get older..."

After Zhao Qingren heard the words, Liu Mei stood upside down.

"Don't, don't, sister, don't touch your hands, you're driving!"

The wheels of the Toyota slipped slightly on the elevated shelf and pressed against the single yellow line. With the sound of brakes, it returned to the right track.

Hum the accelerator and go away.

Behind is the lights of thousands of families, and the road ahead is Huairou Film and Television City, which is far away from the urban area.

The people there dream hard every day and film the stories they imagined. They draw the materials from the lights of thousands of families behind them, but what they are facing is the unknown road ahead in the dark.

What they are fighting for is the opportunity to become one of the few "stars" in the night sky.

……

When Su Chen went back at night, it was already eleven o'clock.

As soon as he entered the room, he found that Liu Hansheng was flustered, his face was not quite right, and he was standing at the door.

Su Chen frowned slightly.

"What's wrong with you?"

After Su Chen opened the door, Liu Hansheng did not lie on the bed as usual, but jumped up and blocked the aisle, hesitating.

"Inside..."

Su Chen looked at him strangely: "What the fuck, why did you come back so early today?"

Liu Hansheng scratched his head.

Su Chen looked down and saw that he was wearing slippers, his feet had obviously been washed, and there were traces of mousse styling on his hair.

Su Chen grabbed Liu Hansheng by the collar and pulled him to his side: "Is there a girl in the room?"

Liu Hansheng nodded, and said honestly and softly, "On the bed."

"Unspoken rules?"

Su Chen asked in a low voice.

Liu Hansheng shook his head, nodded again, and said in embarrassment: "It's not counted, that is, it's a work relationship, and I can take care of it at the same time, so what..."

Su Chen coughed and lowered her voice.

"Nanima isn't a hidden rule?"

He let go of Liu Hansheng's collar and helped him stretch the wrinkled shirt on his chest.

"Isn't it beautiful?"

"He's in great shape."

Liu Hansheng showed a wretched smile.

"Brother, disrespect and disrespect."

Liu Hansheng made a hush gesture, afraid that the people inside would hear: "Don't have..."

Su Chen thought he was going to say don't have such thoughts.

"Don't have..."

As a result, Liu Hansheng stammered, squeezed his eyes and said, "Don't have it, don't have a taste."

Su Chen gritted his teeth and punched Liu Hansheng in the chest: "Don't get on my bed, do you hear me?"

The two of you punched me and I punched you. Su Chen exited the room and helped Liu Hansheng close the door.

Standing in the corridor of the hotel.

Su Chen sighed, feeling very emotional.

During the day, he followed Zhao Qingren and opened his mouth for 600 million, 800 million, high-end suites to see beautiful women, high-end conference rooms to see Ning Hao, Huang Bo, and drove to Wangfujing, and then to Xidan, spending only [-] yuan for shopping.

The ups and downs of life are far more intense than the drama of a movie.

Su Chen wanted to light a cigarette in the corridor, but found that he hadn't smoked for several days, and there was no cigarette in his pocket.

It seems that after having money, the first thing to do is to find a place to live.

Otherwise, Su Chen would be ashamed to bother Liu Hansheng all the time.

Waited about 15 minutes.

Su Chen didn't know how many mountains Zhao Hansheng had climbed inside.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with this behavior, and it is more common in colleges. If it was Su Chen who took the girl home today, Liu Hansheng would stand at the door for two hours without hesitation.