Dangerous Relation

Cross the bridge and pull Lin Xiaowei to sit on the sofa, a face of mystery.

"Xiaowei, you don't know. The advertising department of Lu's group originally planned to cooperate with Feng Ting and invited him to take the film of this season's main Qu Xie Shi's advertisement, but now there is such a scandal. There may be a change in the advertisement, but I hear that he has an indistinct relationship with the manager of Tianyu. " Cross the bridge special gossip said.

Lin Xiaowei remembers that the boss of Tianyu company seems to be a man.

She looked at the bridge suspiciously.

"Xiaowei. Don't doubt it. That's what you think. Don't forget that male love is very popular now, not to mention the entertainment industry is so big. The relationship between men and women is very chaotic. If there is no Tianyu as a supporter, how can he have so many resources with a male star who has just started his career for not many years. It's not just TV and movies. Even a lot of first-line brands have come to him to shoot advertisements, saying that he has no background, that is impossible at all. "

The black line on Lin Xiaowei's face.

"Cross the bridge, stop your brain hole. Maybe they are related

"Come on. There are also media photos of him and the day entertainment boss hook up very close look. However, the interview was not given by him, but the entertainment manager that day was almost 60 years old. Thanks to him. "

Lin Xiaowei brought her an apple, "eat it."

"I don't eat apples."

"Not for you. It's just trying to stop your mouth. "

“……”

The gossip came to an end, and they fell into a brief silence.

"Xiaowei, didn't you say you wanted to be an editor? You've been working as an assistant for half a year. Don't you want to quit and get an editor's job? " There was silence for a moment, said the bridge.

"I've got my resume online. I had an interview yesterday, but it happened to be acute appendicitis. The housekeeper didn't agree and it was over." Lin Xiaowei said.

Crossing the bridge, my eyes are bright, and I come to Lin Xiaowei.

"Xiaowei, didn't you write before? Go to the publishing house. Maybe it can be published. If you are lucky enough to be adapted into a film and TV play, you will be the most popular screenwriter when the TV is on fire. " Cross the bridge and open the brain.

Lin Xiaowei said something.

"Pro, stop your brain hole. I'm just writing casually. I didn't want to publish it. But I'm going to try it on the website. If there's a large number of readers responding, I'll save money to make it into TV."

"It's also very good. You are a woman in charge of three young people. I think you can make a TV series with a lot of money from him." Cross the bridge, hands around the chest, agreed.

She didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but anyway, it was not very kind of her to talk about it all the time.

Lin Xiaowei looked at her, smile on her face closed, expression a little cold.

Crossing the bridge realized that her words had gone too far. She spat out her tongue.

"Xiaowei, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that."

"Crossing the bridge, I always think you are my best friend. I hope you think so. If you always hurt me with my personal feelings, I think our friendship may have to be redefined." Lin Xiaowei looked at the money seriously and incomparably.

Cross the bridge and sipped.

The next second, she took Lin Xiaowei's hand and shook her arm like a coquettish. "I was wrong, and I will never again."

Lin Xiaowei doesn't see happiness in her eyes. She has a feeling that she can't see through the bridge. Her good friends who used to seem simple and easy to get along with in the past will take words to choke people.

"Xiaowei, I really won't be like that. Please forgive me. I swear I just lost it unintentionally." Cross the bridge.

Lin Xiaowei suppressed her doubts and laughed at her.

They returned to their previous frolic and stayed here for half a day before leaving the villa area.

Lin Xiaowei goes downstairs to have a meal. The housekeeper asks the maid to bring the food up, and then hands Lin Xiaowei chopsticks in person.

"Miss Lin, I heard from your friend that you are writing and planning to publish. I know a friend from a publishing house. I can introduce you. If the work is good, it will be published for you. Of course, the young master can also pay to buy the copyright of this film and change it into a TV or movie." The housekeeper bent slightly and said with a straight eye.

Lin Xiaowei's hand holding chopsticks was stunned, lowered her eyes and covered her anger.

She didn't like to cross the bridge with such self righteous reports.

"Housekeeper, I'm just joking. I don't want to publish or adapt films and TV series now. If necessary, I'll tell you." Lin Xiaowei looked up.

"Yes, Miss Lin The housekeeper stepped aside.

After dinner, Lin Xiaowei plans to go to the hospital to see Lin's mother. Unexpectedly, she hears from the housekeeper that there is a very famous screenwriter in the film and television circle.

Lin Xiaowei picked her eyebrows.

The housekeeper explained, "Miss Lin, I think it's good to talk to some well-known screenwriters in advance if you want to enter the writing circle. You can make friends and have a tea chat."Lin Xiaowei can't refuse the housekeeper's good intentions. Besides, she did intend to be a screenwriter, but she went to work as an assistant in order to find a job and earn money earlier. Now, she will certainly grasp this opportunity. What's more, the screenwriter of Yiye Zhiqiu, who has written more than a dozen big fire dramas, is currently a national first-class screenwriter. She is very famous in the film and television circle. If you can make friends with her It is also helpful for her to enter the writing circle smoothly in the future, but she does not have any works now, so she always feels a little guilty about making friends with people.

Lin Xiaowei finally met the legendary Yiye Zhiqiu. She didn't expect that the person was so young, about 30 years old. The key was a tall and slender beauty with big waves of curly hair and a tight red skirt, which made her figure tight and exquisite.

"Hello, my name is Ye Zhiqiu, and my pen name is Yiye Zhiqiu. You are Miss Lin Xiaowei in my uncle's mouth. Nice to meet you." Ye Zhiqiu reaches out his hand to Lin Xiaowei and says with ease.

Lin Xiaowei also reached out her hand and shook hands with her, "Hello, I'm Lin Xiaowei, and I'm glad to meet you."

"I heard from my uncle that you also intend to develop into the screenwriter circle. Have you ever published any articles or tried to write scripts?" Ye Zhiqiu opened the door and said, "you are very young, and you look very knowledgeable. If you can get the praise of uncle, you can see that you are a good girl. I'd like to take a look at your works. I want to see what your level has reached before I know how to help you."

Lin Xiaowei is a little embarrassed.

"Miss ye called me Xiaowei. I have written some on the computer, but I haven't published it on any network media, and I haven't contacted any script. I didn't study in this major in University."

Ye Zhiqiu smiles generously.

"Then call me sister Zhiqiu. I'm several years older than you." Ye Zhiqiu said, "it's OK to write it. Can you show me yours? I'll tell you how to write a script. When you're finished, I'll introduce it to the directors in the circle. Don't worry, if you have me as your teacher, there won't be any director who can't read the script. "

Seeing her so confident, Lin Xiaowei couldn't help smiling. She appreciated Ye Zhiqiu's beauty and natural manner.