Rebirth to dominate the film and television industry

In his previous life, Sun Haoran brought his assistants to socialize with investors.

Even though Han Xun seldom goes to the studio, he often hears the three assistants complaining quietly.

"That old pervert stared at me with squinting eyes, and kept touching my thigh."

"You're not bad, the producer grabbed my hand and pretended to be drunk, and asked me to go to the hotel to open a room last night after asking for my phone number!"

"Is there any way? If you want to get investment, you have to look at the faces of these people."

Han Xun didn't need to look at the face of the management, and Sun Haoran didn't know how to talk about it.

Unexpectedly, Han Xun will make up for the unspoken rules owed in his previous life so soon in this life.

He frowned slightly and looked at Xu Simiao.

Speaking of which, the young director with good looks, first-class figure, and long legs unspoken the rules himself, who is taking advantage of whom?

Seeing him frowning, Xu Simiao smiled and said, "It's normal to be nervous for the first time, it's okay, let's drink and chat to relax."

As he spoke, Xu Simiao personally poured the wine for him, and the amber brandy was translucent, giving off a different color.

Han Xun took the wine glass and drank it up. The fine wine that should be tasted carefully, he drank it with a different kind of heroic style.

After gulping it down, he put down the glass, picked up the script on the sofa, and said, "Mr. Xu, shall we talk about the script?"

Xu Simiao smiled brightly, put his hands on the sofa and said: "I think your writing is good, there is nothing to change, why don't we go to bed and talk about other things."

Han Xun shook his head and said persistently, "Let's talk about the script first."

Xu Simiao stared at him, his light golden eyes were full of inquiry, after thinking for a moment, he finally compromised in Han Xun's ignorance and ignorance that he didn't know the style and didn't take the initiative.

Xu Simiao flipped through the script, which was full of postmodernist lines, and he didn't think there was anything in it alone, but he couldn't maintain the image of being obsessed with beauty and only wanting to go to bed if he picked out a scene that connected the upper and lower scenes.

Because it's so funny, a person like him who has been drifting abroad for a long time can instantly comprehend the joke in it.

His bad idea was turned into a complete script through the hands of a small screenwriter. With such a high standard of attention, Xu Simiao felt a little satisfied in his heart.

However, if he was satisfied, his plan did not stop. Instead, he sat beside Han Xun, said close to Han Xun, "Since there is science fiction, it is necessary to travel through the plot to complete it. For example, a train of people travels together!"

"Yes." Han Xun lowered his head and wrote: The train crossed.

Xu Simiao got excited, "I remember holding a martial arts conference, where the audience likes martial arts and sword competitions."

"Okay." Han Xun's slender fingers moved lightly.

"There must be three thousand beauties in the harem. I remember that the imperial concubine must be more beautiful than the queen, and, and..." Xu Simiao hadn't watched many palace fighting dramas, so he couldn't figure it out for a while.

"And the imperial concubine must be a black-bellied villain." Han Xun answered with a smile, his eyes showing a little connivance.

"That's right." Xu Simiao was very happy, put his hand on Han Xun's shoulder, and the corner of his mouth curled up, "Be very dark."

Xu Simiao's thin pajamas were pressed against Han Xun, and the scorching temperature came from every inch of skin in contact.Han Xun was wearing a shirt and sweater, but he seemed to be naked, and could clearly feel the touch and heat of Xu Simiao's strong muscles.

The hand on the shoulder suddenly pulled in hard, and Han Xun fell into Xu Simiao's arms in an instant, his whole body was stiff, and he stopped writing with a frown.

Xu Simiao was very satisfied with his reaction, and smiled softly: "And she is very favored by the emperor, because she is very good at bed."

His ambiguous and fiery breath touched Han Xun's neck, and he asked in a low voice, "Do you think so?"

Han Xun didn't answer, nor did he move his pen.

Xu Simiao easily took out the pen and notebook from his hand, and threw them on the coffee table.With a little force on his palm, he pressed Han Xun onto the sofa.

The man was condescending, his tall figure brought a sense of oppression, his pajamas opened to reveal his beautiful abdominal muscles, his belt was loosely tied, and a sexy mermaid line could be vaguely seen.

After a moment of trance, Han Xun's eyes suddenly focused, he grabbed Xu Simiao's shoulder with his hand, and pushed the defenseless Xu Simiao away.

However, before he could stand up with both feet on the ground, Xu Simiao grabbed his waist with one hand, imprisoned him on the back of the sofa again, and stared dangerously at Han Xun.

"Are you afraid?" Xu Simiao's voice was hoarse and deep, completely different from the leisurely look before.

Those light golden eyes were deep, and the oppression brought by his whole body was like a bloodthirsty tiger staring at its prey. If he was not satisfied with the reply in the next second, he would open his mouth and bite Han Xun's throat.

Most of Xu Simiao's pajamas fell apart during the push and push, his chest muscles were bare and strong, but his abdominal muscles had rough wounds.

The eldest young master, who was supposed to be pampered, seemed to have suffered a lot of injuries.

Han Xun's throat fluttered nervously, and he calmly replied, "I just don't like being down there."

"Don't like being down there?" Xu Simiao evoked a probing smile, looked Han Xun up and down, "Then you like this position?"

He didn't care that the wounds all over his body were exposed, he caressed Han Xun's waist with hot palms, stretched his fingers along the hem of the sweater, and touched the bottom button of the shirt.

Just as he was about to untie it, Han Xun suddenly smiled, stretched out his finger and stroked Xu Simiao's chin without any warning, and was about to kiss him as soon as his eyelashes drooped.

Xu Simiao shrank her shallow pupils, frowned and retreated, her whole body full of resistance.

But he glanced at Han Xun's clear eyes, and immediately reacted.

"So impatient?" Xu Simiao put away the danger in his sight, and regained his obsession with appreciating beauty. He touched Han Xun's waist and was about to help him take off his sweater, "I'll check first..."

"No need to check." Han Xun took Xu Simiao's palm away casually, and stood up from the sofa, not afraid that Xu Simiao would get angry at all.

It was just a subconscious retreat, Han Xun was completely sure that Xu Simiao was acting.

Such an indifferent and arrogant guy, with a smile on his face all the time, pretending to be gentle and harmless.

Still pretending to be gay in front of real gays.

It was really embarrassing for him.

Han Xun said condescendingly: "Mr. Xu, I'm not a very social person. I have a strict mouth and don't talk nonsense. If there is anything I can help you with, I will do my best."

"Huh?" Xu Simiao looked at him with raised eyebrows.

Han Xun said: "Mr. Xu doesn't need to continue acting for me. I have a clear mind and won't get carried away just because I'm infatuated with someone. Although I'm just a small screenwriter, as long as I can be useful, I can help Mr. Xu." Busy, just give orders."

Xu Simiao likes smart people, since Han Xun is so direct, Xu Simiao also saves a little trouble.

Originally, he planned to gently test Han Xun's obedience, take a shield in the country, and take it out to set up a high-spirited target, but Han Xun saw through his strategy first, and actually seized the opportunity.

Xu Simiao stood up, half a head taller than Han Xun.He was tall and slender, his facial features with a smile on his face looked stern, his deep eyes glowed with a light color, and he stared straight at Han Xun.

He stretched out his hand and touched Han Xun's cheek, his palm was stained with the ambiguous smell of drunkenness.

"Little screenwriter?" Xu Simiao laughed, "It's not small to dare to push my screenwriter away on the bed."

"Stop acting, Mr. Xu." Han Xun said blankly, "You will never win an Oscar if you act again."

Xu Simiao felt that it was boring. In order to be a good second generation, he watched all the boring dramas of the overbearing president in the world, and learned to burn money, have parties, and unspoken rules.

The first two items were done perfectly, but the unspoken rules were seen through before they started.

He didn't even bother to put on his pajamas, his wheat-colored chest looked strong under the light, he directly picked up a glass of wine, sniffed at the tip of his nose and asked, "Where did I reveal my secrets?"

Han Xun lowered his gaze, glanced under Xu Simiao, and said, "I haven't responded yet after being pressed up, either straight or not."

Xu Simiao's eyes quibbled: "...What if I'm a pervert who likes to play with props?"

Han Xun smiled, "Then your opening is too gentlemanly."

Xu Simiao finally stretched out his hands to adjust his pajamas, fastened his belt firmly, resumed his usual upright sitting, his back was straight, his lazy temperament disappeared, and he became serious.

He said: "I know you are very smart after reading the script. In this way, I will invest [-] million yuan. You can shoot this drama as you like, but there is only one request, to accompany me to all the dinner parties I want you to attend. Tomorrow There will be a celebration banquet in the evening, and it is said that my dad arranged for a fiancée for me and announced the engagement on the spot, but I don't like women, I like you."

Be concise and to the point.

Young Master Xu wanted to pretend to be gay to avoid marriage with a wealthy family.

After returning to China for only two months, this rich second generation has become the protagonist of lace news. His private life is chaotic, and his lack of investment acumen can't stop the engagement news from spreading everywhere. If he doesn't play big, it seems that he can't close up.

Han Xun asked, "Mr. Xu, what exactly do you want to do?"

Xu Simiao smiled and said, "Of course I want to see Alpha Films go bankrupt."