Mr. Lu, the World’s Sweetest Man

Sister Heng glanced at her and nodded her forehead: "Should I say you are smart or stupid? Ming Rui won't help you win the award. But the director and crew in front of him is from 500 independent directors. Among them are carefully selected."

Su Ling's eyes widened.

"He wants to find you a truly talented director to work with the crew, because he knows your current situation. Only when you get an international award and enjoy the recognition of a truly professional trophy can you stand up again."

"But truly professional awards will never be controlled by power or money."

"So he met a lot of directors, read a lot of scripts, consulted a lot of professionals, and chose this stuttering director. The money in the crew was also invested by him... Although it is a little bit less-but he understands you, if it is true If you want to use the power in your hand to directly support you, you will soon return to where you were before. He knows that's not what you want, so it takes a lot of trouble..."

When Su Ling heard this, his heart was turbulent and shocked.

She knows that Ming Rui has paid a lot for herself.

But she didn't know that he paid far more than she thought.

The crew in front of me seemed messy and there was nothing, but it was carefully selected by Ming Rui.

What he gave was exactly what she wanted most, and he re-paved her with no flowers, but once walked through, she would definitely enjoy the reputation.

Sister Heng patted Su Ling on the cheek: "Whether you can get the prize or not is the time to test the strength of you and the crew."

After speaking, Sister Heng left.

Su Ling touched his cheek, a piece of ice cold.

Ming Rui, he did too much for himself.

When Su Ling went back, he found that someone seemed to be following him with a camera.

She quickly returned home with a little sugar.

She still wears a mask when she goes out, and no one has photographed her for a long time.

Probably that group of her photos has become popular on the Internet recently, so some people began to want to take pictures of her.

"Little Sugar, when you were in school, no one shot you, right?"

"No." Xiao Su Tang shook his head.

Su Ling was relieved, she was afraid that it would affect Xiao Su Tang's normal life.

If Xiao Su Tang is affected, this is not her original intention.

Now Su Ling is waiting for the situation on the movie awards side. There is no filming at the moment, so she can accompany Xiao Su Tang.

After two days, Huanhuan came to see her.

"I saw that you were shooting a new movie on Weibo, and I came here to watch it." Huan laughed and put the big and small bags on the table.

"It's all for Xiao Sutang." She smiled.

"Thank you Huanhuan." Xiao Su Tang smiled happily.

"I heard that your films have already been sent to the election. This time Phoenix Yufei also sent some films to the election, but they are not of the same type as you, so there is no conflict." Huanhuan said.

Su Ling smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if you hit the type. Junya and Mr. Lu have good eyes. If I lose to them, I'm willing."

"I didn't mean anything else, I just told you casually. Now Mr. Lu doesn't come to the company very much. I'm bringing children at home."

Hearing this, Su Ling couldn't help but have a few more vivid expressions: "How is Junya's child?"

"Very good. It's a boy, not too cute. If I am Mr. Lu, I will not come to the company, I will be at home."