"Mr. Zhang, I heard that you have a Xianxia project and you are looking for a screenwriter. Why don't you give me a chance and let me help you." Han Jiang went over to toast, spoke at the right time, and turned his attention to himself.
Mr. Zhang withdrew his eyes, put down the wine glass, and looked at Han Jiang, "Oh, that project has not been decided yet. I will have a good chat with you when it is decided."
Taking advantage of this excuse, he introduced the project to the producer he invited. The IP of a well-known author has many fans and it is easy to promote. Although the cost is high due to the subject matter, if it is made, it may become popular.
Sex is also a bit higher than other cookie-cutter cities.
The two producers were old acquaintances, out-and-out old friends, and a meal alone was not enough to impress them. They casually pushed the topic to other topics, as if they said they would think about it, but what they said was not true.
But it expresses a kind of meaning, wait, wait, wait.
As for whether it is the year of the monkey or the month of the horse, it all depends on God’s will.
"Old fried dough sticks." Mr. Zhang cursed in his mind.
Although Han Jiang interrupted, the meal was still not pleasant for Ying Sisi, because the middle-aged uncle, one of the two producers, looked at her with bright eyes and began to persuade her to drink.
There were a few people here who were not human beings. They understood what they meant, and the people from Fengcheng also started to help. After learning that Ying Sisi was the screenwriter, they even said unceremoniously: "Sisi, if you are free recently,
You can come to me, our company is currently preparing to shoot a costume light comedy, I think you will definitely be suitable."
"I remember that Ms. Ying seemed to have written some kind of online drama before. It seemed that the volume of on-demand drama was quite good, and it is suitable for the project that Mr. Gao is looking for."
"Ms. Ying is only a senior now, so she is really young and promising."
The others talked a lot. If it weren't for the fact that her Alipay balance kept reminding Ying Sisi, she would have almost become arrogant. She really thought that she was a famous screenwriter at a young age. But in fact, she couldn't help but roll her eyes in her heart. "It suits you."
Big bald man, you are more suitable to play the eunuch.
Ying Sisi's expression was a little cold, "I haven't written an ancient script for a long time. I'm not good at it. Maybe I can't write it well. I just don't know how to do it. I'll feel bad if I mess up this project."
She is not good at dealing with people, but she has written a lot of scripts. In her famous work "The Unparalleled Daughter", these are just small scenes, but she forgot that she is not the heroine in the TV series, so she has an unparalleled aura.
It didn't hang over her head, so she couldn't do the four words "unscrupulous" yet.
The other party was not so easily given up. On the contrary, he seemed more interested. He walked directly to Ying Sisi and started to persuade her to drink.
"I don't know how to drink."
Mr. Gao smiled and said, "I never show up for anything. If you don't learn, how will you know if you can do it?"
"She really doesn't know how to drink. She goes crazy when she drinks. She will vomit after one drink. The room will be so smelly by then." Han Jiang helped, preparing to help Ying Sisi stop drinking.
Mr. Gao's face immediately dropped, "It's just a cup, where can I spit it out? Miss Ying doesn't want to drink it?"
The atmosphere in the box changed a bit. Ying Sisi looked at the glass of wine. She knew what the consequences would be if she didn't drink it. She immediately showed a look of risking her life to accompany the gentleman. She drank the glass of red wine in one gulp.
But before Mr. Gao could laugh, there was a "pop" and red wine was poured over his body.
Ying Sisi sprayed directly on Mr. Gao's suit, covered her mouth, as if helpless, and stammered: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mr. Gao, I go crazy when I drink."
She wasn't very good at pretending to be drunk, but she didn't have to be too good at it, because everyone could see that she was doing it on purpose.
"Mr. Gao, is that a wig of yours? The style seems pretty good. Which store did you buy it from? I also want to buy one for my grandpa." Ying Sisi looked at the tips of Mr. Gao's hair with interest.
Several people couldn't help but look at Mr. Gao's head, with expressions on their faces. Hanjiang was both amused and worried in his heart. It was a good thing for Ying Sisi to be more aggressive, but in doing so, he offended them and was worried about his future.
It's always not good, after all, the circle is only so big, and one day it might get disrupted from other work. If they spread the word, it's like a dog-skin plaster has been stuck on it.
Mr. Zhang from Fengcheng did not expect that someone would be so ignorant and would not give him any face. However, this was his own game. If anything happened, he would definitely be angered, so he was busy fighting haha, even if he saw that it was
Even if it was intentional, it could be said that Ying Sisi was drunk and acting crazy.
Mr. Gao had a livid face and subconsciously touched his hair. Then he realized that he was really angry. At this time, a waiter came over to serve wine. The door was open. Ying Sisi picked up her bag and said quickly: "
Sorry everyone, I'm a little dizzy, I need to go to the bathroom."
This arrogant attitude did not look like she was drunk. Mr. Gao stopped her and refused to let her go. She smiled and distanced herself, and asked curiously: "Mr. Gao, are you drunk too? Why are you always blocking my way?"
."
The others took a breath, they really dared to say who this was.
Ying Sisi burped, and suddenly asked outside in surprise: "Why did you come to pick me up?"
Her tone was brisk and did not sound like she was lying. Everyone looked over and saw a young man in a camel coat, exquisitely dressed, standing in front of the corridor at the door of the box, looking here and frowning slightly.
An inexplicable scene made Mr. Gao stunned. He saw Ying Sisi walking over in a few steps and hugging the young man unsteadily. Her voice was neither loud nor soft, "I told you, I'm just participating in a game."
At the party, all the seniors and friends are here, how could something happen? Why can't you, you, trust me?"
This seems like a rhetorical question, but if you listen carefully, it's actually a coquettish act.
"this……"
Before she finished speaking, Ying Sisi jumped suddenly. She was still holding this young man just now, and now she was directly upwards, their eyes were touching, the distance was extremely close, so close that her hot breath touched the two of them, and the dark
The pupils reflected each other.
"Please, play a play with me." The soft voice could only be heard by the other party.
The waiter looked at this scene with a very strange expression on his face, as if he was holding back.
Although the young man didn't understand what happened, he could probably understand that this person was asking for help. He didn't refute this time. Although other people in the box didn't really believe it, since it was like this, they could only acquiesce that it was true.
relationship.
Ying Sisi said goodbye to everyone in the box with eyes blurred, and after saying that, she clung to the young man again, holding hands, leaving everyone in the room looking at each other.
Is this the end of the story?
Ying Sisi walked a few steps with the person next to her. After a while, she said quietly: "You still won't let me go and take advantage of me?"
Qi Rihui felt a little confused, "Miss, isn't it you who is holding my hand?"
"I was begging you to help me just now, but now it's passed and you're still holding my hand. Are you trying to take advantage or something? Let me tell you, the hotel has surveillance. Who knows if you took advantage of me when I was drunk just now?
To do something illegal”
This was so reasonable and unreasonable that Qi Rihui almost believed it. He let go and said, "Are you drunk?"
Ying Sisi burped, closed her eyes seriously, and leaned against Qi Rihui again, "I'm dizzy, I'm drunk."