After the first movie: the president's husband takes it home

Chapter 372 Deterrence 3
Song Chujiu was sweating for the few people waiting there.

What can I do to meet such a willful CEO.

Jiang Chenxi's eyes were cold, and he narrowed his eyes: "If he's not here, the movie won't even start."

The coldness in those words made Song Chujiu shudder.

……

Palace Hotel.

Zhang Yuan and Lu Ke were sitting in the private room, looking at the table full of cold dishes with bitter expressions on their faces.

The two looked at each other.

Lu Ke said cautiously: "Mr. Jiang, is he still coming?"

Zhang Yuan: "Come... come on?"

Lu Ke rolled his eyes, covered his stomach and whispered, "Then... shall we wait?"

"This dish is cold, Director Zhang, what should we do, Mr. Jiang might forget about the past."

Zhang Yuan looked at the dishes on the table with a tangled expression, and after thinking about it, he gritted his teeth: "Just wait."

"If this offends Mr. Jiang, we don't know if our movie will pass the review of the radio and television."

Zhang Yuan sighed.

offend?

Lu Ke said cautiously: "Zhang... Zhang Dao?"

"You didn't offend Mr. Jiang, did you?"

"Mr. Jiang said before that he wanted to invest in our film, didn't he ask for it?"

After Zhang Yuan thought for a while, he said with a trembling and mournful face: "Yes, yes, but there is something to say..."

"When Tezhu Wang came to me, he asked me if the main characters of the movie had been decided. Of course I said it was decided. The main roles were all fixed, and only some insignificant supporting roles were left."

"Then Special Assistant Wang didn't say anything, and then there was an unknown manager named Wang Pangmei, who said that he hoped that I would give their artists a chance to audition."

There was a trace of contempt on Zhang Yuan's face: "A small manager whose name I have never heard of can't even be ranked in the movie industry. Of course I rejected it directly."

"I'm talking, that little artist is not very serious at first glance, and I heard that he doesn't have a good relationship with Song Na, so of course he is not qualified."

Zhang Yuan looked straight and confident: "Of course this kind of little artist is not qualified to audition for the second female No. [-] Jinyun Shangxian. Are you kidding me?"

When Lu Ke heard Zhang Yuan's words, he said cautiously: "You said, it's not just that this little artist has a strong backstage, right?"

Zhang Yuan waved his hand: "How is it possible, impossible."

"If you really want Mr. Jiang to be the backstage, why do you need to join in the fun in our movie? With Mr. Jiang's financial resources, it's no problem to open ten or eight movies for her."

The two waited anxiously.

Finally... At [-]:[-], the door of the private room outside was pushed open.

Jiang Chenxi was wearing a black suit and walked in from the door with his hands in his pockets expressionless.

When Zhang Yuan and Lu Ke saw Jiang Chenxi, they hurriedly got up and said, "Boss Jiang, are you here?"

"The dishes are a bit cold, why don't I ask the waiter to warm them up?"

Looking at the table full of dishes, Zhang Yuan felt distressed.

Money, it's all money.

How dare he let Jiang Chenxi treat them to dinner?

Such a big offering to the benefactor.

Jiang Chenxi glanced at them, his face expressionless, his thin lips moved slightly: "I only eat fresh hot dishes."

With a hard-to-serve high-cold look.

After Zhang Yuan heard it, he immediately understood the meaning of his words.

It means that this is leftovers and he won't eat it.

Zhang Yuan gritted his teeth, and said in pain: "Waiter, pack up all these dishes, and then serve a new table."

The waiter nodded: "Okay, please wait a moment."

(End of this chapter)