The 16th floor of Rongxin Building is very small, with an area of ​​150 square meters. It happens to be the average housing level of the middle class in Dongou City. However, in the capital, where every inch of land is valuable, it is not easy to build such a one-acre and three-point land as a place to settle down. However, it is difficult to avoid a small house. The function is inevitable that the tea room, locker room, etc. naturally there is no need to expect. For Zheng Yun, what is even more embarrassing is that his company does not even have a minimum meeting room, so let alone a separate reception room.

Qin Feng and Su Tang were like other guests who came to discuss cooperation before, and Zheng Yun was welcomed into his own boss's office. The furnishings in the office were only a little better than those in Lu Xiaotao's printing factory workshop, and this was actually a bit more powerful than God's view of the face, which was forced to the lighting of the room. In addition to Zheng Yun's desk and chair, the rest of the room was a small file cabinet with a wall, a very small cheap coffee table, and there was also a inferior wooden sofa that was obviously matched with this coffee table. In the winter, it felt cold on his butt. Fortunately, there were many useless script drafts in the room. Just take a stack of scripts and let the seat cushions be used, so the person who smelled the tears. So nowadays, no one was looking at who was the company's boss, who bit his teeth and swallowed blood, and who knew it in his heart.

Qin Feng and Su Tang just squeezed into the small space of the small sofa. Each of them held a thin script. On the coffee table in front of them, two cups of hot tea were emitting white smoke. The heating in the room had just turned on, and a slight noise sounded. Zheng Yun, Sun Xiuchai, and another young man who was introduced as a full-time screenwriter of Dingsheng Technology, sat in front of Qin Feng and Su Tang without saying a word, anxious but had to wait patiently for Qin Feng to express his opinion.

Qin Feng stared at the script, but his mind was not entirely on the script.

He was just doing it, whether Su Tang wanted to make a movie? This matter is not the matter between him and Su Tang. If he really wanted to do it, he would probably not have found a team like Dingsheng Technology.

The reason why he acted was of course for Sun Xiuchai and others to see. In fact, Qin Feng himself did not like this, but his years of social experience had already taught him that he should be posing and should never be restrained when he was polite. In this world, there are some considerations for whoever he was polite to him or whoever he was with. For those of Dingsheng Technology, if you don’t take yourself seriously, the other party will easily be arrogant. If you don’t take the other party seriously, the other party will be cursed to pretend to be too lightning, which will affect the neighborhood relationship in the building.

After being silent for more than ten minutes, Su Tang couldn't help it, put down the script and picked up the teacup in front of him. This book is really not good, the plot is stiff and the creativity is not good. The company that found Zheng Yun and the others to shoot commercials was wasted.

Qin Feng then put down the notebook. Zheng Yun couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Qin, what do you think?"

Qin Feng did not answer, but turned to Su Tang and asked, "What do you think?"

Su Tang blew the heat coming out of the cup, took a sip, and said straight, "I think it's average, I don't like it very much anyway..."

Zheng Yun and the other two all showed disappointment, especially the full-time screenwriter, who seemed to be about to cry, and his face looked like a small animal was beaten by a primary school student.

"It's okay, it's okay. We have other books. Miss Su, why don't you look at other things?" Zheng Yun is always a businessman. If he doesn't work, he will make adjustments immediately.

"Your business is good." Qin Feng smiled faintly, "It's almost the Chinese New Year that can you still receive so many jobs?"

"The Chinese New Year is still far away, there are more than two months left..." Zheng Yun rubbed his nose in a hurry. Somehow, the calmer Qin Feng was, the more nervous he became. Obviously, the boy in front of him was less than 20 years old, but Zheng Yun felt that he was talking to a mature man in his 30s. His mind twitched, and suddenly he said, "Mr. Qin, what are you dissatisfied with the book just now? We can change it, you can change it as you say!"

The expression of the young screenwriter next to him suddenly changed, and a hint of "cultural people's sorrow" appeared on his face.

Art sells itself to capital, it’s a shame!

However, this fragile and pretentious emotion is purely unnecessary in front of Qin Feng. Qin Feng, who is running farther and farther towards the path of capitalists, is no longer the pseudo-literary youth back then. Once a child graduated from the Chinese department wakes up, his attitude towards art is definitely much more terrifying than that of a science and engineering man. Qin Feng smiled slightly and refused decisively: "I don't think there is any need for this. Judging from the quality of this script, the author's level is still not in a hurry, and no matter how you change it, it will be futile. If the director's level is not good, it will be useless to let the actors and actresses come to the stage. Mr. Zheng, let's wait for your overall level to improve and find opportunities to cooperate. Now I'm afraid the time is not right."

Zheng Yun was extremely embarrassed by this. The young screenwriter was so angry that he trembled all over and got up and left.

Fortunately, Sun Xiuchai was still sober, so she hurriedly smiled at Qin Feng and said, "Mr. Qin, he has such a temper..."

"It's okay." Qin Feng said indifferently, stood up and said casually, "Mr. Sun, we are actually interested in filming online dramas. If you have other projects here, I welcome you to recommend them. You also know that Weibo is currently doing preliminary promotion. If you can use the east wind to make the momentum bigger, I want to be good to everyone."

"Yes, yes, that's the reason..." Sun Xiuchai smiled and echoed.

"Ami, let's go back for dinner." Qin Feng turned around and said to Su Tang.

Su Tang nodded obediently and was about to follow Qin Feng out, Zheng Yun suddenly shouted loudly: "Mr. Qin, wait a moment!"

"Hmm?" Qin Feng and Su Tang looked at Zheng Yun strangely.

Zheng Yun took a step forward and walked to Qin Feng and Su Tang, and said a long sentence with a serious expression: "Mr. Qin, to be honest, everyone is just starting out in making homemade online dramas. In terms of business ability, they will definitely not be able to compare with those professional film and television drama teams, but what we are pursuing now is not the quality of the drama. To put it bluntly, there are no good things for those short films on the Internet at all, but the people who watch them don't care. Even if you feed them shit, these people will eat them.

Now the online video industry is still blank. What we need to do is to seize the market. First set up the signboard. When the signboard is hard, it is not too late to consider reputation. You have to eat one bite at a time, and things have to be done step by step. The most important thing at the moment is to open up the situation. Just rely on Ms. Su’s personal conditions, we put things on the Internet. Even if we take pictures of her shopping, buying clothes, cooking and eating, I guarantee any messy content. It is unreasonable to not be popular in the video!

You think Sister Furong is popular, how could Miss Su not be popular?"

Su Tang's expression was extremely resentful: "Why do you always compare me with Sister Furong..."

Seeing Zheng Yun’s emotions excited, Qin Feng smiled for a few seconds before smiling slightly and asked calmly: “So what do you want to do?”

Zheng Yun took a breath, with expectation in his eyes, and slowly said: "Mr. Qin, our company has no money, but we are sincere. You lend us Miss Su for two days. Let's take a sample first. If you are not satisfied with it after watching it, we will make a change until you are satisfied!"

Qin Feng did not agree and turned his head to look at Su Tang.

Su Tang looked at Qin Feng, then looked at Zheng Yun who was full of passion, but in the end hesitated, he agreed in a low voice: "Then try it, but you have to take a quick photo. I asked for leave from the school..."

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