This group of screenwriters have completely lost their temper!
The slap in the face came so fast like a tornado, and he was completely stunned by Zhang Fan's combination of punches.
It can be said that they don't even have the courage to speak now.
As the top expert in the industry, how can he still be embarrassed when he is pinned to the ground and crushed to death by a young boy?
In fact, they were not even ready to read Zhang Fan's revised script.
Just let Wang Dalu choose.
"Boss, you decide. I'm a little dizzy. I guess I caught a cold from staying up late last night. Can I take a day off today?" someone suddenly said.
"Oh, Lao Li, when you tell me, I feel dizzy too. Could it be the flu?"
"Yes, boss, I'm so dizzy."
Someone took the lead, and a group of screenwriters all started making excuses.
I really don’t have the nerve to stay any longer.
Especially when I think about what I said to Zhang Fan before, I want to disappear immediately in front of Zhang Fan.
"Okay, you all have worked hard. I will email the script to you later. Remember to read it. If you have any comments, remember to put them forward as soon as possible. I will have the answer before tomorrow." Wang Dalu rolled his eyes and said.
These dogs are cowards now?
Haha, go away, go away, it's embarrassing.
As a boss, why doesn't he know what these people mean?
I don't have the face to stay any longer.
The next moment, the screenwriter on Wang Dalu's side ran away.
It's like escaping!
And Shi San, Cui Dongyi's screenwriter, felt uncomfortable all over.
They also sprayed Zhang Fan.
It's just that it's not as embarrassing as the people on Wang Dalu's side.
In fact, they also wanted to run away, but there was no excuse at all.
They didn't stay up late!
Looking at Zhang Fan's harmless smile, everyone felt panicked.
This guy must have done it on purpose!
Everyone was extremely panicked. This guy Zhang Fan doesn't know how to take revenge, right?
"Zhang Fan, that's good. Did you study screenwriting in college?" Wang Dalu said with a smile.
Mom, this ability to write scripts ranks first in China alone, not to mention the whole world. No one dares to say that Zhang Fan is second now, right?
After all, I just scared away a group of top screenwriters.
Zhang Fan shook his head: "No, you gave me so many scripts this morning and read them for several hours. If you still can't do them, then you are no different from useless people."
???
At this moment, the entire conference room was silent!
A group of screenwriters clenched their fists.
What does it mean?
What do you mean by this?
You should know it after watching it for a few hours?
What is the difference between not being able to write and being useless?
Are you talking about us?
Don't be so arrogant as a human being, okay?
If they hadn't seen Zhang Fan's fighting prowess in the morning, they would have fought against Zhang Fan!
Seeing the screenwriters who were almost vomiting blood from anger, Shi San and Cui Dongyi also stood up quickly.
"You have nothing to do now. Go back quickly and take time to read the script."
Really, they were really afraid that these people would not be able to resist Zhang Fan.
After all, if he were a screenwriter, he would be about to go berserk by now.
Zhang Fan's words are really heartbreaking.
After all, he hired these screenwriters at a high salary, and he would have to rely on them for future scripts. If they were really killed by Zhang Fan, it would be a huge loss.
"Bang bang bang!"
The screenwriters with red eyes threw their chairs, clenched their fists, and walked out angrily.
Downstairs of the company, Wang Dalu and his group of screenwriters were sitting on the steps one by one, suspicious of life!
"Hey, Luo Dazhuang, why are you guys here too? Why don't you discuss the script with Zhang Fan?"
"You don't know, that bitch Zhang Fan is such a bully. After reading the script for several hours, he is no different from a loser. If it weren't for Shi San's sake, I would beat him to death.
"
"You bastard, you are so bullying."
"I have never seen such an arrogant person! Ahhhhh!"
The screenwriters, who originally wanted to see the joke, suddenly turned green.
Fuck, listen, is this what people say?
"Zhang Fan, please go back first. Let's take a look at your scripts. Reading the scripts takes a lot of time." Wang Dalu also began to issue eviction orders.
In fact, Wang Dalu was also quite panicked.
This guy Zhang Fan can write such an awesome script after just a few hours of reading. He wouldn't even do his own director's work, would he?
grass!
Zhang Fan can’t stay! He absolutely can’t stay!
"Okay, I'll go then. We'll finish the script as soon as possible. I'm very pressed for time." Zhang Fan said without lingering.
Of the several versions of the scripts he has written, there is always one version that Wang Dalu likes, right?
After Zhang Fan left, Wang Dalu breathed a sigh of relief.
"Mom, it's too scary, it's too scary. This beast like Zhang Fan is simply not a human being." Wang Dalu sighed.
"Agree!" Shi San and Cui Dongyi agreed!
"Read the script first. If there is no problem, confirm the actors!" Wang Dalu said.
"Yeah!" Cui Dong hugged the computer and ran directly to the printer not far away.
"I'm going to ask those bastards to come back and study it together." Shi San also took out his mobile phone.
Although they are directors, they still have to let their group of screenwriters take a look at script issues. If there are any imperfections, it is necessary to revise them.
Soon, the screenwriters who had already left quietly came back one by one.
"Boss, where is Zhang Fan?"
"Did he go to the bathroom?"
"No, he's gone."
"oh!"
A group of screenwriters breathed a sigh of relief.
At the next moment, Zhang Fan's head suddenly popped out of the door.
"Are you looking for me?" Zhang Fan asked curiously.
In an instant, a group of screenwriters were almost scared out of their wits.
Isn’t this bastard gone?
Shi San, Wang Dalu, and Cui Dongyi all had dark lines on their faces.
What does this guy want to do?
Do you really want to kill these writers?
"I'll come back to get the script and show it to Che Hou and the others," Zhang Fan explained.
"Go to the computer and print it yourself." Wang Dalu directly put the notebook into Zhang Fan's hand, then pushed Zhang Fan towards the elevator entrance.
This uncle cannot stay!
Otherwise, there's no telling what else might happen.
In the company, a group of screenwriters stood by the window, watching Zhang Fan's car drive away, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
"Boss, I suggest you put a note on the door saying that Zhang Fan and dogs are not allowed in."
"Second!"
"Agree!"
"This kind of animal should not appear in the human world."
"Zhang Fan is here." Wang Dalu suddenly shouted at the door.
In an instant, the legs of a group of screenwriters went weak.
"Xianyu, I'll write the sign, do you dare to hang it up? If Zhang Fan doesn't kill them all, I'll lose." Wang Dalu said angrily.