I'm the director, I'm not bad

Chapter 435 433. The Dining Table of the Superior
Roosevelt on the third floor.

When he came to the room, Xu Xin saw Qian Pengcheng and Nazha who stood up and nodded respectfully.

The others were a no see.

It doesn't matter though.

There are few people and they are all acquaintances. One advantage is that it avoids all the trouble of being polite.

Everyone sat down familiarly and chatted.

After taking the tea cup that Nazha handed over, Xu Xin nodded to the little girl who was still in a business outfit, as a greeting.Then I heard Xue Haifeng say to Qian Pengcheng:
"Boss Qian will have a good drink with Director Xu soon."

All the people present were smart people, although Xue Haifeng didn't mention "things are done" or "what's the result".

But as a middleman, since he let the two clink glasses, it means that the matter has been discussed at least from his side, and there is a suitable and secure solution.

Qian Pengcheng beamed with joy.

And Xu Xin didn't try to guess whether the two of them would talk about some things in private, such as "What kind of apology should Xu Xin give if he is really angry" or "How should we deal with it if he is really angry"...

No need.

That would seem a little petty.

So Xu Xin also nodded and said with a smile:

"It's two more drinks. Last time I was busy outside for a day, but I got drunk after a few glasses of wine. I didn't enjoy drinking. But I have to eat something first... I'm busy in Yichang. After a long day, hungry chests sticking to their backs...is there a little less people?"

"Everyone else has something to do, but we can save this meal, and let them make up for it when we meet them next time. Haha~"

After Xue Haifeng finished speaking, both Xu Xin and Qian Pengcheng laughed.

……

next door.

Yu Zheng looked down at the time on his watch, and found that it was past 5 o'clock, so he couldn't help but look up at the middle-aged man sitting on the sofa next to him with his head down and fiddling with his mobile phone.

A faint dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes.

His room is not big, if calculated in terms of square meters, it is less than twenty square meters.

Except for a bathroom that was also not too big, there was only a not too big LCD TV and a single sofa for him and the middle-aged man to sit on in the whole room.

And the long tea table in the middle of the house.

Then there is a bookshelf at the door, with some magazines and books on it.

Objectively speaking, compared with Xue Haifeng's house overlooking the beautiful scenery of Huangpu River, this house is no different from a single apartment.

This is the driver waiting room.

Specially prepared for the driver.

For those who come by car, they can talk among the delicious food, beautiful scenery and beautiful women next door.

Some things are inconvenient to take the driver, the driver is waiting in this room.

It can't be said that the environment is so bad, but it must be the same as the next door.

Does Yu Zheng know that this is the driver's waiting room?
he knows.

Because he has also been to Roosevelt.

And have been here more than once.

There are no fewer film and television investors in Shanghai than in Yanjing, and investors come to him to talk about things, or he wants to invite investors to dinner. Although this place is not a must-choice, it is still frequented.

Talking about things in this place is affectionate and reasonable.

In the past, his driver sat in this kind of waiting room and waited for him to finish eating with others before seeing him off.

Ironically, today he is the one sitting here.

Dissatisfaction is certain.

But dare not say.

Because the middle-aged man in front of me who called me to sit here and wait today is Qian Pengcheng, the variety show marketing director of Tianyu.

Don't underestimate the category of "variety show marketing".

You know, Tianyu itself started with "Super Girl" and "Fast Boy"...or in other words, it is because of these two variety shows that Tianyu is a company.

And the company's foreign investment department at the beginning was variety show marketing.

It was their only outbound marketing department at the time.

Although today's entertainment has been divided into film and television drama investment, artist business, etc., they are all sub-departments divided from the marketing department. The marketing department...or the scope of Qian's authority can cover it all.

At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, he received a call from the driver named "Wu Qiang", telling him that Mr. Qian was about to arrive here before 4:[-] pm, and he was quite happy.

I thought it should be to talk about the script.

But after arriving here in a hurry, Wu Qiang stopped him and poured a basin of cold water on him:
"Qian always asks you to wait here for him."

When Wu Qiang pointed to the waiting room, Yu Zheng's first reaction was why the driver was so unreliable.

Let me go to the waiting room where your driver is?

What international joke are you making.

But facing his absurdity, Wu Qiang pointed firmly at the waiting room:

"Let's go."

But when his driver wanted to follow him in, Wu Qiang simply refused to let him in.

"Go down and wait."

In one sentence, he sent his driver to the car in the underground garage.

At this moment, a bad feeling rose in Yu Zheng's heart.

Said to Wu Qiang:

"I'll give President Qian a call."

"Qian is always busy, just wait here. I will call you later."

These are Wu Qiang's original words.

But the tone carried a hint of warning.

At first it sounds a bit nonsense, a driver dares to say this to him... Not to mention that he is a big hit, but he is also a well-known screenwriter + producer.

Are you really not afraid of offending people?

But does Yu Zheng dare to offend Wu Qiang?

dare not.

It's the same reason as in ancient times, he didn't dare to offend the servants around the emperor.

He didn't know what happened. Since he came in, Wu Qiang was either reading magazines or playing with his mobile phone, but he didn't talk to him.

Even when confronted with his own tricks or asking questions, he always shook his head and couldn't explain clearly.

But that feeling of uneasiness is gradually increasing as time goes by.

This……

At that time, Mr. Qian received the script and read it, and when he called himself, wasn't he quite happy?But what happened?
While thinking about it, suddenly, the door of the waiting room was pushed open.

Xue Haifeng's driver, Chen Dingxin, walked in.

As soon as he came in, Wu Qiang stood up and shouted with a smile:
"Brother Chen."

Yu Zheng was taken aback...

Looking at Chen Dingxin, he smiled and nodded:
"Hmm. Are you hungry? Have you ordered anything?"

A warm appearance of a "host" entertaining a "guest".

Seeing this, Yu Zheng was taken aback again.

And Wu Qiang shook his head:

"No, brother Chen is hungry? Shall I call the waiter over?"

"I'm not hungry either."

Chen Dingxin waved his hand and glanced at Yu Zheng again.

But his eyes are more subtle.

He is a driver, and one of the most basic principles is not to wear ears while driving, and not to use a mouth in private.

So even if you listened to what Director Xue and Director Xu said, it was basically impossible to pry something out of his mouth.

But it doesn't prevent him from looking at him with a look... similar to "look at your joke" or "let's see who is so bold".

Even if it's just a glance.

But Yu Zheng's heart skipped a beat again.

This is……

what happened?
And his doubts became stronger after Wu Qiang personally poured Chen Dingxin a cup of tea and gave him a cigarette.

Is this person also a driver?

whose driver?

Who and what kind of driver?

With that sneer in his heart that "you can't make money from me in your lifetime" and that... for some reason, the feeling of uneasiness grew stronger, and he felt that the sofa under his buttocks was becoming more and more difficult to make.

Anyway, he is also a person with a head and a face.

Although I can't offend Tianyu, a behemoth, but let myself stay in the same room with the driver...

These two drivers are still so virtuous...

Ah.

I don't know if it's for courage or what, he sneered in his heart.

Row.

Tianyu?

I remember.

You really think you can cover the sky with one hand in the field of TV dramas, right?Ok?Qian Pengcheng?You really think you are amazing, don't you...

It doesn't matter if you are bold or brave.

In the intense activity in Yuzheng's heart, time passed by every minute.

until……

"Ding."

Wu Qiang's cell phone rang.

After taking a look, he turned his head and said to the witness:

"Qian is always looking for you, it's next door, you go in."

"..."

All thoughts are suppressed in an instant.

A particularly strong sense of uneasiness struck again.

"……OK."

Yu Zheng nodded, got up and walked out.

After opening the door, he looked at the waiters waiting at the door from left to right.

The waiter is also watching him.

I don't know if he wants to leave, or open the door and go in.

But the hand was already on the door.

But Yu Zheng subconsciously wants to smoke.

But he didn't dare to delay any time.

This meeting today is so weird.

Mr. Qian looked for him and arranged him in the driver's waiting room.And there were only two drivers in the waiting room, one was Mr. Qian, and the other was... a driver who seemed to have a higher "status" than Mr. Qian.

What the hell is going on here?
His heart began to beat violently. Surrounded by unease, he subconsciously turned around, and the direction was the double-open pure copper gate guarded by two waiters.

The professionalism of well-trained waiters has been engraved in their hearts. Seeing this "driver" turn around, his hands are even faster than his brain, and he has already pushed open the heavy door, trying to let people in.

The corner of Yu Zheng's mouth twitched...

He's not ready yet.

But now that the door has been opened, he can only bite the bullet and walk in with somewhat unnatural steps.

On the outside, facing those young actors and even some directors, he is the boss of the company, the producer, the screenwriter, and the superior who is in charge of the lifeline of some actors and must be curried.

But if you order tofu in brine, one thing will drop one thing.

His identities are basically not worth mentioning in front of President Qian.

Although it is impossible to completely block one's own way, as a link in the relationship between supply and demand, Tianyu, which has always been a shop bully, wants to get someone, it is not too simple.

Even if they can't be omnipotent, they can block whoever they say they want to block. As the largest pan-entertainment TV platform in China at present, any drama or an actor's success from them can be attributed to other TV stations. The kind that none of the five films can surpass.

If he offended Tianyu, he could only go to those small stations.

The satellite station may not have the guts to cooperate with him.

Unless he can show some value.

So we have to be cautious, and it is impossible not to be cautious.

But when he walked into the room, his gaze was immediately attracted by a beautiful figure.

beautiful girl...

Seeing Nazha walking towards him, he was a little lost.

Not that I fell in love with it just by looking at it.

But as the owner of a brokerage company, the moment he saw this girl's face, he had an intuition...

This girl is very suitable to be an actress.

It doesn't matter if the acting is a little bit bad.

As long as there are some suitable fixed roles, it is definitely not difficult to gain popularity and become a money-making tool with just this face!

This girl... who is it?
He lost his mind, but Nazha, who received Director Xu's order to "bring people over", did not dare to show the slightest respect.

She dare not be respectful.

Because... this person offended Director Xu.

Even she knew and even heard the name "Yu Zheng".

But still dare not show any attitude beyond politeness.

In this banquet, although it is easy to be misunderstood by others... But she knows very well that the reason why she can appear here is because of the label of Director Xu.

she……

It is the property of Director Xu.

Even if it is temporary, it also represents Director Xu's attitude.

So, the girl followed her instructions and greeted him politely:
"Hello, Director Xu is looking for you."

If possible, she didn't want to add the word "you".

I was afraid that Director Xu would not like it.

But after thinking about it, I think it still needs to be added.

After all... Director Xu is not afraid of offending him.

But what if I am here...

Yu Zheng was taken aback when he heard this.

Director Xu?

Which Director Xu?

Because of the angle and the relationship between the chairs, he could only see a slightly fat middle-aged man in the main seat in front of the dining table deliberately imitating the British aristocrats in this room, and Qian Peng who was facing him with a lukewarm gaze. Procedure.

But there is indeed a third person.

The third, with his back to him, was hidden behind the high, ornate chair-back.

Knife and fork in hand, facing a piece of... I don't know what kind of meat is feasting on a beautiful china dinner plate.

Can't see the face clearly.

So, with doubts, he came to the position two steps behind the dining table under the guidance of Nazha.

The delicious food on the table could not make him have any desire to eat.

In Mr. Qian's lukewarm gaze and the middle-aged man's narrowed eyes, his uneasiness grew stronger and stronger.

At the same time, I became more and more wondering... what happened.

And... Who is the person who took a knife and fork to break up a piece that looked tender and juicy, but the hemoglobin was particularly bright red?
So, he took another step forward.

It was also this step that made him finally see who that person was.

Xu Xin! ? ? ?
Yang Mi her husband? ? ?

When he saw the profile of the man with his head down eating steak, Yu Zheng recognized it.

It is impossible for him not to know.

Whether it is from the aspect of movies, the Olympic Games, or the couple who have spread in the circle a few years ago, they acted as middlemen when they connected Yindu, Xiying, and Shanghai Film who were impossible to connect together. The "energy" that comes out...

The names of these two couples are enough for these people to treat them with caution.

After all... Not everyone can make Shanghai Film Studio, which has put "The Grandmaster" on the shelves, cancel the script, and continue to invest even knowing that it will lose money.

Who doesn't know that the purpose of Shanghai Film Studio is "investment"?
And knowing that you will lose money, you still have to do it...

No matter how these two couples did it, this ability alone is enough to make many people terrified.

How the hell did the two young people get such a big face?
Forget about Xiying.

Both Yindu and Shanghai Film Studio gave you face?
Both the Hong Kong and Shanghai circles have energy?
Everyone is guessing, and everyone's attitude towards these two couples is also very cautious.

So, he knew Xu Xin.

But the doubts in my heart also emerged.

This very beautiful girl said... he was looking for herself?
What are you looking for yourself?
Just thinking about it, suddenly, I heard a voice:
"You are Yu Zheng?"

"..."

The words came from Xu Xin's mouth.

But he didn't look up, as if he was asking about the air.

He didn't even stop the action of cutting the steak with his hands.

Every time the good steak was cut by the knife, tender and juicy, but extremely bright red hemoglobin juice was dripping.

The red is dazzling.

Red is equally uncomfortable.

Yu Zheng's slow-witted silence aroused Qian Pengcheng's dissatisfaction.

The coldness in his eyes grew stronger.

At this moment, Xu Xin, who didn't seem to care, continued to cut the steak and asked:

"Have you read a novel called "Scary Step by Step"?"

"..."

Now, the silence is solid.

There was a thump in my heart, and Yu Zheng instinctively shook his head as if he understood something in a trance:

"no!"

After speaking, he looked at Qian Pengcheng.

You are so interested in this script...

Mr. Qian...don't you say a few words?
His mind was a little muddled at the moment, and he instinctively responded negatively.

However, when he met Qian Pengcheng's extremely cold eyes, sweat gushed out from his back.

This……

wrong……

no no no no...

This……

how could this be?

its not right……

I……

He always felt that he had figured out something, but the time was too short to think in detail.

But when he was about to forcefully calm down and think about what to do next...

"Has anyone ever told you that the copyright of "Scary Bubu" belongs to me?"

Putting down the knife and wiping the corners of his mouth with a white napkin, Xu Xin turned his head, looked at him with ordinary sideways eyes and asked.

"..."

Back, sweat profusely.

But in Yu Zheng's mind, there is only one thought:
"It's over."

(End of this chapter)