My Hong Kong Island Filmmaker

Chapter 1285 The legend of cleanliness and good reputation, why do you dare to give gifts?
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After knocking for more than ten minutes, Wan Qiwen turned to look at the manager hiding in the corner with question marks all over her face, beckoning her to keep knocking on the door.

Just when she wanted to give up.

The door suddenly opened.

A pair of legs in lace-trimmed black suspender stockings appeared before her eyes.

"Is there anything wrong?"

Secretary Meng, who was wearing a white shirt and had loose hair, looked up and down at the girl of similar height in front of him.

"Who is it? YOYO?"

Behind her, Li Yingai, who had a fair and plump body and slightly chubby legs, was wrapped in a bathrobe and looked around with white lace half stockings on her legs.

Seeing Wan Qiwen's probing gaze, Meng Jiahui subconsciously moved her body to block the other's unreasonable gaze.

"Which one are you looking for?"

"Uh..." Wan Qiwen opened her mouth thickly in embarrassment, and raised the script in her hand, "My...is the actor Wan Qiwen of "No Man's Land", I...I want to ask the director to tell me Talking about a play...that what...if it's inconvenient..."

"inconvenient."

Meng Jiahui frowned, "Director Wu basically has to rest after 10:30 every night. He doesn't want anyone to disturb him when he is resting.

So please go back, I have something to communicate with tomorrow during the day.

And... out of kindness, let me remind you.

The boss hates your...behavior the most.When working, he prefers actors to focus on their profession.Miss Wan, maybe you are used to this kind of practice, or there are some rumors in the entertainment industry, but the boss is not that kind of person..."

Wan Qiwen's face turned red, and she wished she could find a hole to get in.

"sorry."

After speaking, he ran away as if fleeing.

The voices of her and her manager came from the end of the corridor.

Meng Jiahui looked around and closed the door.

"People are gone?"

Wearing a towel and wearing a bath towel, Wu Buqun, who showed his muscles and ferocious tattoos, walked out of the bathroom in a hurry. Li Yingai took a long towel to help him wipe his wet hair.

"The boss is obviously very decent, these celebrities are too much."

Li Yingai rubbed against Wu Xiaogou and complained, "How could they be like this... shameless, they don't care about the reputation of a clean boss."

"..."

"..."

Wu Xiaozu and Meng Jiahui all turned their heads to look at this indignant Silla servant girl.

Rao Wu Xiaozu, who has experienced many battles, is too embarrassed to answer such words.

But if you really think about it carefully, the eight words 'be decent' and 'clean yourself' are also appropriate.

It is quite appropriate.

Words were created for him...

"Many people regard directors' narration as a shortcut in the entertainment circle, but directors are human too." Wu Xiaozu patted Li Yingai's butt in satisfaction.

This is called the ass decides the head.

How about saying that Silla maids are good?

Needless to say, just like raising both hands in the French military salute, it is indeed the greatest honor for a Silla to be Daming's dog.

Besides—

You, Wan Qiwen, should have come earlier.

The sage is running out of time, so what else is there to think about... Uh... Of course, this is not the main reason.

It is mainly due to Wu Dao's excellent quality of self-cleaning.

What are you laughing at?
With Director Wu's status today, what kind of woman can't he get?
On the contrary, he himself should pay attention to the influence.

Do you think female stars don't know how to collect stamps?You learn to learn the pure love of the apprentice who fell asleep with the master Tauren stories abound.

Do you know how many women out there are greedy for Director Wu's body?Sleeping with a Wu Xiaozu, thousands of paparazzi can stand up.Don't think that no one dares to write about you because of the power and power of the Godfather of Entertainment.

This is the shortcut.

Now, Director Wu also has a probation period... Don't sleep with strangers.

It's hard to be a man, it's hard to be a celebrity, it's hard to be a famous and rich man!
Besides, this is the White Swan Hotel.

How dare you act recklessly?

"You guys call the bodyguards, don't allow anyone to come up this floor. I've been busy all night too. I also want to have a quiet night, YOYO." Wu Xiaozu sighed tiredly.

Meng Jiahui: "Then after tonight, won't they still have to make trouble with you?"

"Who is going to make trouble? I'm going to KLMY after tonight, there are only some support staff left here. Who are they making trouble with?" Wu Xiaozu leaned back.

"Yes, if you continue to make trouble, we will stop them!" Secretary Li pressed his chest against the opponent's back, and gently squeezed his shoulders with both hands.

Wu Xiaozu nodded with a smile, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

...

At the top of the stairs, a few actresses who were standing there holding the script, as well as many paparazzi and waiters watching Wan Qiwen and his party walking down in dismay, all looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Isn't it?"

"How did she get down?"

Those who refused to give up wanted to go upstairs, but were driven back by the bodyguards.

"It's really not allowed to go up.", "Director Wu is not as good as a teacher as rumored?", "Isn't that what my cousin told me on the phone?"

Several women chattered and bumped into each other's news.

Someone was familiar with Wan Qiwen's manager, so he took the opportunity to talk to him.

Then, after a while, he came back with a serious expression on his face.

"Let's go, don't even think about it, Director Wu directly imposed martial law on the entire first floor. He didn't even give him a chance to go upstairs."

"real or fake?"

"It seems that rumors are really spread in the entertainment circle. The water in this industry is too deep..."

"It is estimated that some people are jealous of Director Wu's character."

"Just ask if you don't understand. For such a great director, he is so cautious. Isn't this a typical example of keeping himself clean?"

"Then why don't you count it? The few young directors I met all ate up and downed everything..."

"Brother, are you a man? You..."

"What's the matter with the man? What's the matter with the man? The air is shaking and cold, can't men be equal?"

At least in the mainland, Director Wu's self-cleaning personality is established to death...

Still the same sentence, if you are not familiar with the gun mount, you will never touch it.

There is a crime of hooliganism in the Mainland these days.

In the mainland, with Mr. Hu's matchmaking and support, this is the rising period of his career~~~~
Never make a big deal out of small things!

Do not sleep with strangers.

That's how decent he is.

As for the secretary in the room... Isn't it natural for the boss and the secretary to be closer together?
At work, in life, on the sofa, on the balcony... up and down, back and forth, left, right, left, right... cough cough.

Please don't look at people with colored glasses.

Director Wu resolutely opposes the three vulgarities.

...

imperial capital.

Director Cheng returned from a private tea meeting in the radio, film and television department, and held a related meeting within Beijing Film Studio.

"Old Fang, some instructions have been conveyed from above.

It may be unavoidable that the situation in the north is now happening, so the higher-ups also gave us the task of the Beijing Film Studio.

The leaders hope that we can produce some literary and artistic works with realistic themes that reflect the advanced nature of socialism with Chinese characteristics.

Besides, this year is the [-]th anniversary of the founding of the party, and I still hope that we will have excellent works to meet the masses before the end of the year..." Director Cheng said to the old man in front of him earnestly.

"Gift card?"

"It can't be said that way, after all, there is no special event at the top. However, there is indeed a lot of discussion now, and the leaders still hope that we can produce literary and artistic works that conform to the characteristics of the times..." Director Cheng walked around talking.

"Hey, Lao Cheng, what do you think of Lao Xie?"

"Old Xie? I'm afraid he can't do it. There's not enough time. He's filming "Morning Star" now."

"Where's Zhang Yimou?"

"Also filming."

"Vector?"

"He is filming "Farewell My Concubine" with Lao Chen, and we are still working with Hong Kong Island. The time is too late."

"You said so."

Factory Manager Cheng took a puff of smoke, exhaled slowly, and said, "I have a ready-made candidate in my heart."

"Who?"

"Women's Volleyball."

Everyone raised their heads slightly and fell into thought.

Hot man?

Don't tell me... It seems that at the moment when the dispute is serious and the turmoil in the north is serious, the identity of the other party really has a feeling of breaking through the fog...

That is, are people willing?
Do they dare to let him direct? ?
　Sorry to be late.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)