So red that everything is black

Chapter 43 Red (24)
Yang Su said disdainfully: "Screenwriters and writers are not the same. Internet writers are a gradual accumulation process. As long as you write well, there will always be more and more readers, and the market will choose you sooner or later. But there is nothing guaranteed for screenwriters to succeed. The trick. A famous screenwriter will only get more and more invitations, while an unknown screenwriter may never get ahead."

As the alcohol spread throughout her body, Wen Xinlan's cheeks gradually turned from slightly red to a big red apple.

She held up her glass and choked back: "This is not so much the market's choice as it is the choice of you gold medal agents! You talk about the need for good scripts every day, but when it comes time to choose your own scripts, you are more willing to cooperate with mature people." The creative team works together to share production risks, and is more willing to choose those assembly-line industrial products that are guaranteed to sell! You desperately control the artists! You just want to make a profit! You just want to choose genre films that are more operable within your comfort zone! Here we are In the end, an editor who has no say becomes the scapegoat for a bad movie!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hu Zun was frightened by Wen Xinlan's drunken behavior, "Producer Zhang, please forgive me! Manager Yang, please forgive me! Teacher Guifu was just drunk and talking nonsense, and he didn't mean to target you! I'm here I’ll punish you with three drinks, please don’t mind!”

After saying that, Hu Zun poured wine and punished himself.

Zhang Zhixing also gradually drank too much. He suddenly pushed Hu Zun aside, raised his glass and continued to drink wine with Wen Xinlan.

"Come on, keep drinking!"

"Come on! Who is afraid of who!"

"drink!"

"Done!"

The two of them drank a glass of wine and talked nonsense for a long time until Wen Xinlan became drunk.

Zhang Zhixing could not speak or walk unsteadily, so Yang Su quickly arranged for two executive producers to take him back to the hotel.

Later, Yang Su looked at the unconscious Wen Xinlan and asked Xiang Hu Zun: "Where does Teacher Guifu live? I asked Xie Jue to take her back."

What a scheming agent!
He actually asked a well-known young man to send a popular female writer back to the hotel!
Hu Zun saw through Yang Su's thoughts and refused coldly: "I won't bother Manager Yang. I asked a driver to take Teacher Guifu back."

As he spoke, Hu Zun forcefully pulled Wen Xinlan onto his arm, supported her and walked slowly out step by step.

At this moment, Yang Su looked at the backs of the two and felt ironic.

I remember back then, when my former friend had an emergency and went to the hospital, he never received such care from Hu Zun, who was his boyfriend at the time.

Yang Su couldn't help shouting: "Hu Zun! Who is this Guifu? You have never cared so much about Huanhuan!"

Hu Zun looked back with a glare and warned: "You'd better not touch her. She is someone you can't afford to offend."

*
Wen Xinlan woke up with a headache. It was already the afternoon of the second day.

She was still wearing yesterday's dress, but she couldn't remember how she got back.

The memory in my mind still lingers on the scene of drinking with Producer Zhang.

I only vaguely remember that I was drunk later, and I don’t know if I said any nonsense.

She rummaged around in her bag and took out her mobile phone to call Hu Zun: "Hey, Lawyer Hu, I drank too much last night. How did I get back? Has the contract been negotiated? I won't let you go." Is it messed up?"

Hu Zun asked: "Did Teacher Guifu just wake up?"

"Yeah, I just woke up. I didn't get drunk last night, did I?"

Hu Zun smiled: "Teacher Guifu is not drunk, he just spoke the truth after drinking and said some very courageous things."

Wen Xinlan's heart sank, "What did I say?"

"You say, 'Editors without a voice are the scapegoats for bad movies,' and so on."

"What? It's over!" Wen Xinlan hugged her head and cried, "Uuuuu, I will never drink again. The contract must have been ruined by me, and I will not be able to mix in the industry after offending Producer Zhang! Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Woo!"

After Wen Xinlan cried for half a minute, Hu Zuncai said: "The contract has been signed. Congratulations to Teacher Guifu, 108 million."

"What did you say?" Wen Xinlan suspected that she was hallucinating, "Has the contract been signed?"

"Yes, the contract has been signed. I believe that with Producer Zhang's execution ability, the filming will be organized soon."

"But I wasn't last night"

"It was really dangerous last night, and I almost thought it was over, but fortunately, Producer Zhang didn't blame him and signed the contract anyway." Hu Zun advised, "If Teacher Guifu is too drunk, you should drink less in the future! Yours Your face was so red last night that you could bleed, and I was even worried that you might be suffering from alcohol poisoning."

"Oh, I'm usually prone to allergies, and I'm really not good at drinking. It seems I really can't drink in the future. Drinking is too much of a waste!"

"Fortunately, the result is good." "But I don't know how to face Producer Zhang in the future. It's all the fault of Manager Yang! You said that she and I have no grudges, what is she always doing against me?" The words were so weird that I couldn't control myself, drank a few more drinks, and talked nonsense!"

Hu Zun on the other end of the phone was silent, and after a while he slowly spoke: "Yang Su is not very friendly to the entire group of writers, which is also famous in the circle. You should have less contact with her in the future to avoid getting into trouble. trouble."

"Thank you, Lawyer Hu, for reminding me. I understand. Thank you very much for last night! If you hadn't been here, I might have found a huge trap!"

"You're welcome, that's right. I will advise you if you have a drinking spot in the future."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Xinlan beat the quilt in shame, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

The sun was setting, she hadn't eaten for a day, and her stomach felt a little uncomfortable.

Wen Xinlan went to the restaurant on the first floor of the hotel and ordered two easily digestible vegetables and a glass of juice.

While waiting for the meal, I received a message from my boyfriend Tong Lu: "Honey, when will you be back? Have you bought the tickets?"

Wen Xinlan checked the train schedules and found that there were only regular express trains at night, and the last high-speed train was at [-] p.m.

So he replied casually: "Go back early tomorrow morning."

"Okay, let's go out for dinner tomorrow night? It's been a long time since I've had dinner with my wife."

"no problem."

The waiter brought two plates of green vegetables, "Madam, your boiled cabbage hearts and refreshing celery."

The waitress brought the juice: "Hello, this is your freshly squeezed kiwi juice."

The table was all green, and Wen Xinlan always felt something was strange.

"Wish you a pleasant meal, ma'am!"

"Thank you!"

After Wen Xinlan took two bites of the food, her boyfriend's big face appeared in front of her eyes from time to time.

In previous years, Tong Lu was on a business trip and she was waiting for her at home.

This time it was rare that she was on a business trip and it was his turn to wait for her at home.

If we make a surprise trip home tonight, we should still be able to catch the last high-speed train.

Wen Xinlan stuffed herself with two mouthfuls of rice, ran back to her room to pack her luggage, and took a taxi to the high-speed rail station as quickly as possible, trying to get on the high-speed rail before 6 o'clock.

*
Wencheng.

After Tong Lu and Gu Yingying finished dinner, they drove and parked under Gu Yingying's building.

"Go up!"

Gu Yingying leaned on Tong Lu's shoulder, "Why is it so early today? I don't want to be separated from you!"

Tong Lu patted the back of her head and said, "Good boy, I have to go back early today. She will be back tomorrow morning."

"Isn't she coming back tomorrow morning? You are still mine tonight!"

With that said, Gu Yingying hugged Tong Lu and kept acting coquettishly, "I don't want to be separated from you, hug me quickly, hug me quickly!"

Tong Lu saw her holding his arms in his arms and smiled: "Are you so dependent on me?"

After hearing this, Gu Yingying kissed his chin, "What do you think?"

"I do not know."

"I'll let you know tonight."

Then, Gu Yingying straightened his seat...

(End of this chapter)