Always Dress Up as the Boss [Quick Transmigration]

This night, many people felt that they were looking for shit.

Director Ma, who was on vacation, was about to be blasted by investors, and he was not polite, rolling up his sleeves and spraying back one by one.

"Didn't I say a long time ago that audiences don't like this set of scripts?"

"You said I didn't say it? How did the pen come from? Did I invite it?"

"I didn't do a good job? It's just that kind of shit script, and the actor you stuffed in took two days off for three days, how to shoot?"

"Now blame me for not talking? I still have your recordings at that time! Do you want to listen to them? I can still learn!" Old horse, the times are different now, you have to follow the trend. You see Look at this place, that place needs to be changed, how about it? Do you have any impression?"

The old man was suffocating, not to mention how aggrieved he was.

Could it be that the TV series he expected to be made into this kind of shit?It's not because these people are constantly pointing fingers behind their backs!

Oh, he didn't listen to his persuasion at the beginning, but now it's his fault again?

He had exhausted his last conscience, so he didn't just abandon the show, and even edited it so that it doesn't look like shit!

Ma Sheng scolded the investors here, but Wen Yan answered several congratulatory calls happily.

"Oh, oh, where is it, we are all happy together, hahahahaha."

He hung up, hung up, and finally got a call from his apprentice.

As soon as he answered the phone, he waited happily to boast.

Unexpectedly, the stupid apprentice opposite opened his mouth and asked.

"Master, when are you coming back?"

Huh?Is the stupid apprentice thinking of me?

Director Wen Yan immediately became elated, and the next second, the corners of his mouth that had just raised immediately collapsed.

Because he heard the next sentence of the stupid apprentice.

"QWQ, I haven't had an appointment with Mr. Yuan for several days! Master, please teach me!"

"idiot!"

Wen Yan couldn't bear it anymore.

"Didn't I say several ways before? Are you useless?"

Mo Lin held the phone listlessly.

"Yes, but Mr. Yuan said that he is very busy recently, but I really want to see him."

Wen Yan's head was throbbing with veins.

No prospects!

"So you want to see him, don't you have his home address? Go and squat outside the door! Can't we still see him like this!"

He was so angry that he wanted to hang up the phone, but he couldn't help but added, "Besides, don't you know that there is a video call now? Stupid!"

He hung up the phone angrily, and the woman sitting next to him who was slowly peeling melon seeds couldn't help laughing at him.

"You are really stupid to accept this apprentice. If you were like him back then, you should not be able to catch up with me."

Wen Yan turned his head, came over and picked up two melon seeds and ate them, feeling depressed at the same time.

"That's right, I'm different from him. But how did I know that I was waiting here as a teacher for one day and a father for the rest of my life? Don't you also know that this kid is good at learning everything, but he just doesn't care about anyone? Well, I'm going to have to look at Uehara Zhuo!"

The woman smiled, "It means that you have the relationship between master and apprentice, and your vision is so high."

Wen Yan chuckled, "Isn't that right? I'll teach him the tricks of chasing you back then, and teach him other things by the way. Don't tell me, there is a carrot hanging in front of Yuan Zhuo, that's true. It works better than anything."

The origin of carrots is a coincidence.

He happened to go to the company today to have a chat with the little Poboy, and by the way, transfer 30% of the shares in his hand to the little Poboy.

After all, Yuan Qiong has officially entered the orbit now, and some shares should be given to him first, otherwise, more or less, Yuan Qiong will be tied up and unable to use his hands and feet.

In addition, Yuan Zhuo also has selfish intentions.

He felt that there was a high possibility that the little Po boy was the child of luck, so he planned to guide Yuan Qiong step by step to the peak that the child of luck should reach.

Yuan Qiong signed the contract and couldn't help but snorted at Yuan Zhuo.

"You should have given me these things a long time ago! Otherwise, some people below would honestly rely on their seniority and tell me what to do every day."

It is inconvenient for him to do things!

"I know."

Yuan Zhuo planned in his mind when the remaining 70% would be suitable for decentralization, and looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"But before, if you were still devoted to that Hao Bai, do you think it would be useful for me to give you these?"

Yuan Qiong's embarrassed expression just now choked up.

After a second, he hummed twice.

"Hitting people doesn't slap people in the face... Then how did I know he was this kind of person? And I didn't know that making money is so tiring."

He sounded a little annoyed.

"It's still that Hao Bai is not a good guy! Shameless! Always implying that my family is rich, those are just a drop in the bucket! If so, why can't he make so much money!"

Pooh!Smelly man!

Yuan Zhuo stood up and straightened the corners of his clothes.

"You will be cheated because you haven't made any money yourself. It's fine now. That Hao Bai, I think he should be confused."

It is estimated that a lot of the luck of the son of luck was sucked away by that Hao Bai. If it is muddled now, the luck should increase again.

"Huh? Is he going to be confused?"

Yuan Qiong was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the assistant standing beside him who had been silent all this time.

"Why didn't you tell me this?"

The assistant's expression remained calm.

"After analyzing your work reasonably recently, I think this trivial matter shouldn't bother you. After all, it's just an irrelevant person. Or is this Mr. Hao Bai more important than the recent contract?"

"Bah! How is that possible!"

Yuan Qiong immediately poohed, then thought for a while, and gave the assistant a thumbs-up, "You are right, this trivial matter should not bother me, I am very busy!"

How can there be time to care about that Hao Bai!

A hidden deep smile flashed in the assistant's eyes. On the surface, he was hiding his merit and fame, and returned to the original place.

Yuan Zhuo also said, "You don't need to pay attention to him anymore. This guy was too hyped before the broadcast, and as a result, he did not perform well and was reduced a lot of scenes. After the broadcast, everyone can see his performance. It is probably too vague. Get up again."

He paused as he said, "Do you want to have dinner together? I know a restaurant with good taste."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Qiong said immediately.

"Go! I'll go!"

snort!

His dad took him to dinner!Can we not go?The smelly old man never took him to a restaurant.

Yuan Zhuo glanced at the assistant, and simply took him along.

As for the toolman lawyer, since I gave him too much, Yuan Zhuo asked him to go back and deal with these handover matters without any guilt.

He drove the two of them to the shop of the child teacher's wife. The taste of this shop is not very delicate, but it can clearly taste the style of the shop.

There is a trace of fireworks mixed in the wind and fire, which makes him very satisfied.

After getting off the car, Yuan Zhuo met Mo Lin who had just walked to the door.

He just looked at Mo Lin's eyes like turning on a light switch in the dark, and it lit up in a blink of an eye.

"Mr. Yuan! Are you here for dinner?"

Mo Lin was extremely pleasantly surprised!

He just said he wanted to see Mr. Yuan and he did!

Does Master still have this function?

Yuan Qiong followed from the car, and when he saw Mo Lin, he tilted his head.

"Aren't you the tool man in charge of eating? I remember your name! Your name is Mo Lin, right?"

When Mo Lin saw him, he looked at Yuan Zhuo again, feeling a little disappointed in his heart—it turned out that Mr. Yuan didn't come to see me.

But he recovered immediately.

Anyway, I saw Mr. Yuan too!

"Yes, my name is Mo Lin, Yuan, Master Yuan!"

As soon as Mo Lin finished speaking, Yuan Zhuo who came over stroked his hair.

"What year is it, still call it Young Master Yuan, let's call it Yuan Qiong."

Mo Lin grabbed his hair, a little embarrassed.

"Then listen to Mr. Yuan."

"Let's go, have you had dinner yet? If not, let's eat together, and celebrate your increase in fans by the way."

"Mr. Yuan, do you know?"

"I'm also a screenwriter..."

"Well……"

Yuan Qiong stood at the door and looked at his father walking away, thinking.

The expression on the assistant's face changed for two seconds, and then he stepped forward and lowered his head slightly.

"Master..."

Could it be that the young master discovered the...

Just as he was thinking, Yuan Qiong suddenly turned to look at him with disgust.

The assistant was stunned for a second.

"I didn't realize it before," Yuan Qiong reached out and patted the assistant's arm, "Why do you always like to call me Young Master? Look at my father, that old antique, who knows how to hate this name, why don't you change it to something else? ?”

He said that he always felt that there was something strange, so it was here!

The assistant's astonishment quickly turned into a trace of surprise, and then the corners of his eyes elongated slightly.

"Since this is the case, then I will be your boss during working hours, and I will call you by your first name during private time. Do you think this is modern enough?"

Yuan Qiong touched his chin, seemed to be all right?

It would be too embarrassing to call Mr. Yuan in private time.

He nodded, "That's it, you arranged it pretty well."

The assistant's smile deepened.

"Then, according to your request, I should call you Yuan Qiong now."

He yelled softly, then stretched out his hand and gently held Yuan Qiong's arm.

"Mr. Yuan and that Mr. Mo should be waiting for us inside, shall we go in now?"

"Huh?" Yuan Qiong, who was still wondering why something was wrong, nodded subconsciously, "Then let's go in too."

In other words, where is it still weird?

Yuan Zhuo saw the large private room inside this time, what should I say?

It's very, very big.

Visually, in the private room that can seat 20 people, the four of them seem to be separated by a sea.

The most powerful thing is that this table is actually big enough to put all the dishes he ordered.

In order for Mo Lin to eat, he basically ordered the whole pot.

After ordering, Yuan Zhuo took a look at Mo Lin who hadn't seen him for a few days.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Mo Lin was looking at the unreachable distance between them and sighing deeply.

Yuan Zhuo laughed dumbfoundedly, and waved at him.

"Sit over here, what are you doing sitting so far away? I also want to talk to you about TV dramas."

When Mo Lin heard this, his ears moved, and he quickly abandoned the stool that was not yet warm, and sat in front of him.

"What does Mr. Yuan want to talk about? I want to congratulate Mr. Yuan first! I see that many people on the Internet are saying that the script written by Mr. Yuan is superb! It is indeed Mr. Yuan!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Qiong, who was explaining to his assistant that Mo Lin was an emotional tool man with a big stomach, was shocked immediately.

"What did you say? My dad wrote the script???"

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