After being deprived of luck, I counter-killed the traverser and came back

Chapter 210 You Can't Live Up to Boss Zheng's Heart!
"What do you think Mr. Zheng asked him to do?"

"It must be different from what we do. You can see him walking like flying, and he must die easily."

"I'm really envious. I also want to work for the patron's father."

"Forget it, we don't have that life..."

A few staff members who had just finished their lunch and went directly to the venue without a break passed by and said a few sour words.

Yu Tang and the others looked at each other, and they all saw smiles in their eyes.

In fact, everyone knew that Zheng Qiuyan switched him to work by his side. It must not be as simple as it seemed on the surface. You could tell from his expression that it was not easy for him.

But who asked him to make troubles several times, his colleagues couldn't cure him, but the father of the funder could cure him, so they were happy to stand by and watch the fun.

Not only to watch the excitement, but also to show envy and jealousy, and give him a feeling of "we don't have such a good job opportunity, you already have it and you don't know how to cherish it, you really don't know how to appreciate it".

The man who has gone away but heard everyone's voice: ...

You better be really envious!
Seeing that he had arrived in front of the office door, the man's mouth twitched a few times, adjusted his posture, and put on a smile again.

"knocking"

"Mr. Zheng, I have brought the information you asked for."

In the room, Zheng Qiuyan sat upright on the sofa, looking down at the computer on his lap.

Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced at the other party. Before he could speak, the assistant walked over and brought over a stack of documents.

Only then did Zheng Qiuyan let out a faint "hmm", and began to look through the documents in a leisurely manner.

The room is very quiet, even the sound of turning pages can be ignored.

The man was standing at the door, feeling that the room was terribly stuffy. Just as he was about to move around a little, he noticed that Mr. Zheng frowned.

His heart tightened, and he subconsciously wanted to take a step back, but Mr. Zheng's voice had already been made first.

"Is there a problem with my language expression? Did I clearly say that I need to collect all the characters and actors' personalities? You have seen a lot of papers in this pile of papers. Why is there a lack of actors-related information?"

The corner of the man's mouth twitched, and he said to himself that it was his first day with this group, and the actors haven't recognized all the actors yet, so where can I get character information?
But he couldn't say these things, because Zheng Qiuyan said a lot of content immediately, and his smile gradually disappeared.

Organize the food for each meal of the crew into a detailed table according to the differences between actors, directors, and staff. Is this something that can be done by humans?

Record the working time of each camera and sort by number How many years will it take to complete?

It is even necessary to calculate the percentage of netizens' comments on the show on Weibo according to whether it is good or bad. Is this a question that carbon-based organisms can think of?
All kinds of words were constantly hovering in front of his eyes, and he could recognize them individually, but they couldn't understand them together.

His breathing also gradually became faster, his temples throbbed, and his brain seemed to explode in the next second.

"Okay, stop talking!"

Finally, the man couldn't take it anymore, he closed his eyes tightly and yelled.

The room was instantly quiet, a bit too quiet.

The man sensed something was wrong, and slowly opened his eyes to take a look.

Mr. Zheng and his assistants looked up at him together, with half-smile expressions on their faces.

man:?
What do you mean, why do the two of them have such strange expressions?
Zheng Qiuyan put the computer on the coffee table in front of him, leaned slowly to the sofa behind him, and gave his assistant a wink for a while.

The assistant understood, nodded slightly, walked over and pulled the man aside.

"Mr. Wang, I know you are anxious, but don't worry, to be honest, you really went too far this time.

In fact, Mr. Zheng doesn't have much time. The reason he was able to stay on the set for so long this time is because he attaches great importance to this drama.

I know you think the things he explained are a little difficult, but the results behind it have a great impact on the crew, think about it, as far as this character is concerned..."

The assistant's voice was full of emotion, and he explained the meaning behind Zheng Qiuyan's proposed tasks.

Lao Wang was a little bit resistant at the beginning, and then subconsciously nodded along with the other party in the end.

The assistant looked at his expression, and added another sentence after speaking:
"Old Wang, you definitely deserve more than half of the credit for the final effect of this drama! Mr. Zheng thinks highly of you, gives you so much salary, and entrusts you with such an important task. You can't let Mr. Zheng down. Heart!"

Two slaps were slapped heavily on Lao Wang's shoulders, and Lao Wang's originally silent heart suddenly started beating again.

Is this what it feels like to be valued?Mr. Zheng is too kind!

If he wants to become a master, there is no reason not to pay. He feels that he can't stand doing such a small job. How can he become a big deal in the future!
Old Wang now wished he could travel back a few minutes and slap himself. This is Mr. Zheng, the biggest investor of their crew!
Being able to work under Mr. Zheng, he still has nothing to be dissatisfied with.

Thinking of this, the boredom on Lao Wang's body was swept away, and he even felt that he could go out and run a few laps.

"I know what to do, thank you brother!"

Old Wang let out a breath, as if he had made up his mind, he turned around and apologized solemnly to Zheng Qiuyan.

After seeing Zheng Qiuyan's face softened, he took back a stack of documents from the hospital.

"Mr. Zheng, I'm going to collect some more information now!"

With that said, Pharaoh ran out full of energy.

As soon as he went out, he ran into three other brothers who were with him.

Old Wang was slightly taken aback, and asked hesitantly:
"How did you come here?"

One of them looked unhappy and spat on the ground.

"It's not that investor, let us also get in touch with the core work of the crew, I think he just wants to torture us on purpose!"

"Who says no, let's run away quickly, I don't want to see him."

Several people nodded in agreement, and then turned their attention to Old Wang.

Pharaoh:!
"What are you talking about! Don't talk nonsense if you don't know the specific situation, Mr. Zheng is a good man! I won't tell you, I have to go to work first."

Old Wang left in a hurry. After walking away, he turned his head and gave them a sideways glance, muttering a dirty word in his mouth.

Mr. Zheng not only called him over, but also called those few people over together.

It is said that there is no harm if there is no comparison. What if those people are more efficient than him?
Old Wang had a strong sense of crisis about his status, and his speed became faster, and he was also thinking in his mind, how to make Mr. Zheng ignore those three people and only reuse himself.

At the door of the office, three people who suddenly felt cold behind them:?
Why does it seem that something is wrong, is that person just now their brother?

(End of this chapter)