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749. Project Derivation (2/2)

  PS: I’ll watch it in ten minutes, thank you.

The cold wind was biting, but Tan Jin'er felt hot all over her body and her face was hot. Riding on the little electric donkey, the cold wind blew on her face, like a spring breeze, and she didn't feel cold at all.

She kept thinking about the car rollover incident that happened in front of Zhang Tan just now in her mind. It was so embarrassing!

  She felt that she had no love in life, so why did so many accidents happen?

In a daze, she found herself riding a small electric donkey to the door of the newly opened bar. She looked up at their signboard and saw that the typo was still there. The owner of the shop might be an idiot and he hadn't noticed it after so many days.

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She was very timid at the moment and yelled that your signboard had a typo, and then hurried away on a little electric donkey.

As soon as she arrived at the hotel, her cell phone rang. She was shocked when she saw it, Zhang sighed!

 She hesitated whether to answer the call or not. The phone kept ringing for a long time.

 She mustered up the courage and answered the phone, but heard Xi'er's voice coming from the other end of the phone.

 The call turned out to be from Xi'er!

Xi'er asked her if she had any pain from the fall, and asked her to pay attention to safety and ride the motorcycle slowly.

Xi'er only learned that her sister's car had overturned at the door after listening to Xiaobai's story. She was immediately anxious and borrowed Boss Zhang's phone number to send her concern.

Xi'er is so verbose, my mother-in-law, I have been on the phone for a long time. If Tan Jin'er hadn't said that she had to work, she would have been ready to talk about everything from wrestling to injuries, from injuries to butts, from butts to pomegranates, to see a doctor...

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Kucheng, the chairman of Kuxun, invited Zhang Tan to dinner. Apart from the two of them, there was no third party. It was a private dinner.

The relationship between the two is not very deep. They only met in "The Twelve Hours of Chang'an". After that, they communicated several times and had dinner together several times. The most recent time they met was at the Chinese Drama Festival and they chatted for a few words.

But Ku Cheng said that he would look for an opportunity to chat recently.

They didn’t talk about anything at the time. Zhang Tan thought it was just polite words. After all, there was a collaboration. More than a week had passed since the Chinese Drama Festival, and Ku Cheng only brought up the matter and asked Zhang Tan out for dinner and tea.

Zhang Tan had agreed at the beginning, but now it was hard to shirk it. At the same time, he was also curious as to what business Kucheng wanted from him.

"Originally, I should treat you to dinner as soon as the Chinese Drama Ceremony is over, but I am too busy with work. I went abroad on a business trip and just came back yesterday." Ku Cheng said, and he personally poured tea for Zhang Tan, like

I apologize because the meal took so long.

 Zhang Tan smiled and said: "You are too polite. I should be the one to treat you to this meal. Is Kuxun's business going to expand overseas?"

Kucheng shook his head and said: "The pressure of domestic competition is so great, we must first establish a firm foothold before chewing too much. This time we went overseas, actually, for the purpose of listing."

 Zhang Tan congratulated him repeatedly and asked: "Are you sure you want to list overseas?"

Kucheng smiled and said: "Congratulations are too early. We just have this plan now. Priority is given to overseas, followed by domestic A-shares. The news is still kept secret. Those who know can count them on one hand."

 Zhang Tan smiled and said, "Thank you Mr. Ku for your trust."

Kucheng said half-jokingly: "We are all our own people. If you are interested in developing in Kuxun, we will give you original shares and you can choose a position in the company."

Zhang Tan was muttering something in his heart, and he was talking about people and ghosts. He was also a person who knew how to get things done. If Ku Cheng didn't mention it formally, he wouldn't take up the topic.

After dinner, the two parted ways. When Zhang Tan drove to Pujiang Film Studio, he was thinking about Ku Cheng's intentions for today's meal.

 I can’t think of his true intention for the moment, it may have something to do with going public, but until they separated, Ku Cheng didn’t mention it again, as if it was really just a meal.

Zhang Tan guessed from this that today the other party may just be testing to deepen the contact, and there will definitely be more to come later. He just needs to wait patiently and does not need to make any proactive moves.

When arriving at Pujiang Film Studio, Zhang Tan first visited Wu Shiying and prepared milk tea and coffee for her and the crew. These little things are not worth much, but on a cold day, drinking a cup will warm your heart.

Yes, it’s time to take a break and chat.

Zhang Tan learned about the progress of "Ponyo on the Cliff" and immediately came to the office of Yang Senlin, the director of the animation department.

Yang Senlin asked him again if he had a new script.

“Ponyo on the Cliff is almost ready, and now the company only has one film in production, “Mushi Master,” so it’s time to start a new project.”

 “How can there be only one “Mushishi”.”

“This is the only film you have, the others don’t count.”

The results of the previous film "Coco" were so good that Yang Senlin had to stare and sigh. If there is no project, then it is fake. The real intention is to tie him down to prevent him from being poached by other companies.

Now there are many people who want to poach Zhang Tan, and they are all eyeing the new project in his hands.

Others are taking projects and trying their best to persuade the production company to start the project, but Zhang Tan is now the studio begging him to release a script as soon as possible. Just a script is enough, or even a summary, and the subsequent plot details can be slowly filled in.

He doesn't even need to fill it in himself, the production company can just hire a team of screenwriters to do it themselves.

Zhang Tan received a call from Yang Senlin a few days ago, talking about today's matter, so he came prepared at this moment.

“I’m here to bring you a project.” Zhang Tan said.

 He ​​took Xiao Bai to stay on the set all afternoon, and went to the hotel for dinner in the evening before going back. Bai Jianping was very angry about this and complained to Malanhua.

“I repeatedly asked her to go home for dinner, but she didn’t listen. Even if she wanted to follow Zhang Tan, she couldn’t hold her back.”

“The food outside is not as delicious as the food at home! Look at what you cooked, old horse, it smells delicious.”

“I just don’t understand. Last night I was saying that Boss Zhang was a bastard. Why did I go out to dinner with him today? I couldn’t stop shouting.”

“This will only happen when she grows up. It seems we can’t rely on her to support her in old age.”

 “Now we must do our best to cultivate Xiaobai.”

 …

Facing Bai Jianping's thoughts, Ma Lanhua couldn't help it, and scolded him, saying that he was a coward with a bad fart, and she didn't dare to confront him in person. When he got home, he would spread negative energy, and she would be so negative.

Going to be weak.

“If I get sick, will you take care of me?” Ma Lanhua asked.

Bai Jianping was submissive: "You might be sick because you are so strong. You are as strong as an ox."

Malanhua put down the dishes silently, got up and left the dining table, opened the kitchen door, and walked in. She came out after a while, holding a black fire stick in her hand, standing at the door of the kitchen and saying: "Now, immediately, immediately

,Here, I, crawl here~~~~~”

 While Ma Lanhua and Bai Jianping were fighting at home, something also happened to Little Red Horse.

Dudu covered her left arm with her right hand, sighed after taking three steps, and said that she was injured. A doctor lady gave her two needles, and she was going to die.

 It was not like she had been vaccinated, but more like she had been shot. It was a miracle of life that she survived until the little red pony.


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