The impact of the book fan meeting was not only on the sales of books, but also on Chu Heng's life.
As the news spread wider and wider, some rich people, celebrities, and politicians who had obtained accurate information through various channels soon came to visit.
Of course, these people naturally come with a purpose.
Some want to learn magic, some want to live forever, some want to stay young forever, and there are others who want wealth, officialdom, children, fame, etc.
This is quite normal.
What's more, he actually wanted to hire him to kill people.
Zhener Zhener really regarded him as the bastard in the wishing well.
Chu Heng definitely couldn't be satisfied with this, so he could only send the person away by denying his identity, and even pulled out Chrissy to testify.
But even so, there are still people who firmly believe that he is a wizard and come to harass him several times.
"Dingle bell!"
At noon this day, in the Hilton hotel room, the rapid ringing of the phone broke the tranquility that lasted only a moment.
Chu Heng, who was sitting expressionlessly on a chair smoking a Sage cigarette, moved his fingers. After a few seconds, he lazily stood up and went over to answer the phone.
"Um."
"good."
"knew."
After answering a few words and hanging up the phone, Chu Heng turned to look at Audrey, who had just suffered a serious injury and was lying weakly on the bed, and said: "My dear, it's your agent, urging you to get down quickly."
"Hey~"
Audrey sighed quietly and struggled to sit up with her hands on the bed, feeling as if all the bones in her body were falling apart.
She had accepted a drama before Chu Heng came, and she should have gone to the crew to report long ago, but in order to accompany Chu Heng, she postponed it until now.
And today, it was finally time for her to join the group. She would take a plane to Utah in the afternoon, and it would take two or three months to go there.
Therefore, Audrey was very reluctant to leave at this moment. She knew that if she left, she would not see Chu Heng again in what year or month.
So, in order to stay with Chu Heng for a while longer, she stood up slowly, washed up, and dressed until the agent downstairs urged her again and again, and she had to get up early. Packed suitcases, ready to leave.
"Have a safe journey, I will miss you."
"Hopefully we can meet again soon."
"I'll try my best to leave quickly and don't delay the plane."
"Um."
In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Chu Heng just sent her to the door of the room. After the two said goodbye, they hugged each other and kissed again. When the phone in the room rang again, Audrey let go of Chu Heng. , wiped the red lips that were a little red and swollen from being kissed, and glared fiercely at the noisy phone.
"I've never hated a phone more than I do now."
"hehe."
Chu Heng smiled and stretched out his hand to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear.
Like a kitten, Audrey grabbed his palm and gently rubbed it on his thin, smooth cheek.
"Remember to miss me."
She turned around with difficulty and left the room with swaying steps.
"Bang!"
The door is closed.
Chu Heng stood behind the door, listening to the footsteps getting further and further away. After a long time, he sighed softly: "It is the hardest to accept the kindness of a beauty!"
He shook his head and turned back to sit down in front of the desk. He took a moment to recover from the parting mood, lit a cigar, picked up a pen, and continued to copy the outline of the unfinished script.
So far, Death Comes and Saw have been completed, but Happiness Knocks on the Door is still unfinished.
This script is a little more difficult to work on than the previous two, because he needs to make some modifications to the original story based on the historical background.
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But the problem is not big. These are just minor changes. The story is still the same, but the background has been changed. It’s just a bit of a headache.
And because there was no harassment from Audrey, Chu Heng's efficiency also improved a lot. He was alone in his room, checking information and changing the plot, and completed the last script outline in only three days.
In the evening, the setting sun looks like blood.
"Phew! It's finally finished."
After putting down the last stroke on the manuscript paper, Chu Heng breathed out a sigh of relief, waved his hand and took a cigar to light it. After a short rest, he picked up the manuscript paper again, reviewed it carefully, and summarized a few places that he felt
After I corrected the flaws and found that there was no problem, I threw the manuscript paper on the table, stood up with half a cigar in my mouth, walked to the phone, picked up the phone and dialed Chrissy.
"Hello, I'm Chrissy."
"It's me. I've got the third script outline. Come and get it."
"So fast? Okay, okay, I'll be here right away."
"There are no more cigars. Get me some more.",
"No problem, I just bought a lot and brought them all to you."
"Okay, hang up."
After hanging up the phone, Chu Heng casually stubbed out the small half of the cigar in his mouth, went back to the bed and lay down for a while, then took out the newspaper and flipped through it out of boredom.
"Is it already the 20th?" When he saw the date on the newspaper, he, who had been living in seclusion for the past few days, couldn't help but be startled. Then he quickly sat up, picked up the phone again, dialed em, and asked about the sum.
The money from selling the bronzes that was given to them for tax avoidance has not been received.
After communicating with him for a while, he soon received a positive reply.
Four days later, that is, before the morning of the 28th, the money will arrive. At that time, there is no need for him to go to Washington to sign. EM Company will send someone to contact him.
Although he still used a false identity this time, with this project worth more than 27 million yuan, he is still a big customer and can fully enjoy this kind of door-to-door service.
"There are four days left, where can we go for fun?" After hanging up the phone after the conversation, Chu Heng looked eager to try.
He hasn't relaxed much in the few days he's been at Citi. He's basically either writing a script outline or sleeping with Audrey. Now that he's alone and has some time to spare, he can't help but feel a little restless.
Why don't you see the silver crawling?
Forget it, forget it, don't get sick again.
Going out for a walk?
But where to go?
Chu Heng was thinking wildly in the room for a while. Chrissy knocked on the door and walked in.
"This is the cigar you asked for. It should be enough for you to smoke for a while."
He handed a wooden box the size of a shoebox to Chu Heng, then quickly came to the desk, carefully picked up the pile of scattered manuscript papers and sorted them one by one, and said with a smile: "You really are.
That's great, Chu. It's only been a while since I finished three scripts. You couldn't have used magic, right?"
"No, I wrote it word by word." Chu Heng put the cigar box aside and sat on the bed: "Have a look, use it if it works, forget it if it doesn't."
"How could it not be possible? You are the greatest writer in the world." Chrissy smiled and picked up the arranged manuscript paper and began to read it carefully.
Half a moment.
After reading the script, he raised his head and rubbed his eyebrows, sighing: "This is really a good story. I have to admit, Chu, you are really a genius. I guess if I take the three outlines you wrote and tell others
If I say you wrote this in less than half a month, they will definitely think that I am lying."
