Superstars start from the Academy of Film and Television

Chapter 195 How to vent your anger?

Lao Fang cupped his hands in all directions: "Masters, don't make any more trouble, all right."

Only then did the group regain their calm, and saw Lao Fang say to Zhao Mengru and Lao Fan again: "I'm really sorry, two old brothers, the people below don't know Mount Tai, so what do you two say?" Do it, Lao Fang will never frown."

Zhao Mengru and Lao Fan looked at each other and waved their hands: "Okay, Lao Fang, we are all brothers of our own family. We have known each other for so many years, how can we still hurt feelings for a small character?"

Lao Fang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard it: "That is, that is."

"However." After Zhao Mengru had such a meal, Lao Fang raised his heart again, but he heard Lao Fan say again: "Although we didn't suffer a lot last night, that grandson is too worthless. If you don't take care of him, we will How do you mess around in the circle?"

"That's right, it's his fault." Everyone was also furious.

When Lao Fang heard it, he gritted his teeth: "Okay, let him go!" The hatred in his heart, this shit almost made him unable to get off the stage, if this thing was in front of him, and no one else needed to do it, he would tear it down.

Lao Fang made a phone call to give some instructions, and then asked a little more. Lao Fang suddenly became furious and scolded: "Why are you talking so much nonsense? I asked you to hold me down and bring him here, you are so special!" Why don't you understand?"

Cold sweat broke out on the other side of the phone, it was the first time I heard this master being so angry, so I quickly responded.

In the CEO's office of Century New Star, the middle-aged man pressed the intercom: "Go and call a producer named Tu, the one from Mediterranean Sea."

The secretary could only find someone through HR, but the results went down layer by layer. Almost half of the company knew that the boss wanted to meet a Mediterranean producer surnamed Tu. People who didn't know the truth were naturally envious and jealous, and they were able to be summoned by the boss. What an honor that is, no one would believe that a low-level producer would have the opportunity to offend the superior boss.

"Old Tu, you are going to get rich this time, don't forget the brothers when you get promoted in the future." Someone flattered.

Hearing people around him say this, Hai Hai felt a little flattered. Could it be that the box office hit of the film he just produced was seen by the boss?
Mediterranean pretended to be worried and said: "Hey, maybe it's a good thing or a bad thing, anyway, the boss told us to be careful."

Soon Mediterranean appeared in the CEO's office. The boss looked at the guy up and down, but didn't find anything special about him. How did he offend that guy?
Mediterranean was stared cold all over, and could only keep a smile on his face.

The boss finally looked away: "Sit."

"Alas." Mediterranean finally came to his senses, and his heart was full of joy. The boss actually let him sit, which seemed to be a good thing.

"How long have you been in the company?" The boss cut a cigar.

Mediterranean quickly got angry: "It's been three years."

"Oh, three years, that's not too short." The boss exhaled a puff of smoke.

Mediterranean was overjoyed, it was obvious that he wanted to cultivate himself. Last night, he walked to recite the words, and wondered if he was guilty of the Tai Sui this year. It seems that this year is going to be a good luck!
"Come on one?"

Mediterranean took it with trembling hands, more and more convinced in his heart that he was going to be reused by the boss, and the boss actually handed him a cigar. If this was told, no one in the company would believe it.

"Oh." Mediterranean hurriedly took it, but didn't smoke it, but carefully held it in his hand.

The boss nodded: "I have seen your achievements in the past three years. How about this? I have a script in my hand that I need to find an investor. You go to the investor's house. If the matter is done, this drama will be successful." give it to you."

The mediterranean brain buzzed, the film that could be favored by the boss must have a production cost above B-level, or even A-level production, how much money would it cost to win the producer?

Before Mediterranean Sea could react, the boss pressed the intercom: "Send a car and take him there, and I will send you the address."

The sea thanked me a lot and left. The boss looked at the back of him leaving happily, and sighed: "Don't blame me for being unjust, you boy, who made you not good-looking, and the offended person can't even offend me. ?”

The Mediterranean got into the car, and two men in black suits and sunglasses sandwiched him in the middle. The Mediterranean is also an old world, and somehow something is wrong, but the joy of being appreciated by the boss, or climbing up His greed made him constantly comfort himself in his heart.

"What do you call the two brothers?" Mediterranean Sea asked with a smile.

These two were like wooden figures, they were motionless and did not speak. Seeing the car driving further and further away, Mediterranean finally felt something was wrong.

"Dude, stop, I'll get out of the car and take a pee."

The driver shook his head: "You can't park here, so bear with it for a while, we'll be there soon."

"No, I can't hold it anymore, you can't let me pee in the car?" I have to say that Mediterranean's acting skills are still good.

It's a pity that he didn't react this time. As soon as his neck hurt, he fell forward and lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he had already arrived outside a villa. Two men in black were supporting him and walking in. Suddenly, the Mediterranean froze. He seemed to have seen the two cars parked outside the villa before.

A group of people in the garden of the villa heard that someone had brought them, and they rushed into the living room eagerly, wanting to see who that guy was.

"Grandson, you have made my old Fang suffer."

Lao Fang naturally took the lead, and when he saw the Mediterranean Sea, he didn't fight anywhere, and kicked him to the ground with a kick.

Mediterranean snorted and wanted to resist, but found that his hands were cuffed behind his back and his two thumbs seemed to be trapped by cable ties, as well as his feet, and his heart immediately turned cold.

"No, my lords, wait a minute, my surname Tu has been walking the rivers and lakes for a long time, according to the rules of the rivers and lakes, you have to let me know if you die, right?" The Mediterranean Sea is an old rivers and lakes after all. Fell, delay time quickly, see if you can save your life.

At this time, Zhao Mengru and Lao Fan pushed aside the crowd and stood up: "Boy, weren't you awesome yesterday?"

Seeing that it was them, with a "buzz", Hai Hai's brain exploded, and he thought to himself that these two old men were not bragging last night, so they hurriedly begged for mercy.

"My lords, I was the one who didn't know Taishan last night and ran into you two, but even though I offended you last night, I didn't dare to disrespect you two, did I?"

Han Fei looked at it from the side and couldn't help admiring. This man was indeed quick-witted, and what he said was well-founded. Zhao Mengru and Lao Fan were too embarrassed to admit that they were the ones who frightened people last night, and they only came to find out today.

Zhao Mengru and Lao Fan were really taken aback when they heard the words. Indeed, if they were beaten last night, this kid would not be wronged even if he died ten times, but his words were really respectful last night. What should we do?Spare this guy?That can't be, the bad breath in my heart hasn't come out yet.

So the two subconsciously looked at Han Fei.

(End of this chapter)