Mr. Mo's love is as deep as the sea

Chapter 285 Finger Rubbing on the Ring
Mo Lingjin sent her to the plane, sat in the car and watched the plane cross the runway and take off in the night.

"Mr. Mo, are you leaving now?" the driver asked.

In the back seat, the light was dim, and the contours of the man's face became deeper and deeper.

The brightness of the cigarette butt in his hand flickered, and it seemed that there was still a ray of heat in his arms.

He looked sideways at the plane fading away into the dark night sky, and his entire profile was reflected in the car window beside him.

After a while, he said in a low voice, "Let's drive."

After all, the mobile phone made a call to Gao Tezhu, "Adjust my work plan for the second half of the year, and free up the time in January next year."

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Compared with the previous one, this long-distance flight seemed particularly boring.

After Ji Liusu woke up, he sat by the window. Apart from the roar of the plane, the cabin of the private jet seemed very clean.

There are two gift boxes on the table, one is the necklace, Flora's heart.

The other is the ring I just bought two days ago, Lost.

There was no box for rings, but when Mo Lingjin ordered men's rings, he asked someone to prepare one.

She looked at it several times, rubbed her fingers on the ring, and slowly curled the corners of her lips.

But why is it called lost?
The name doesn't sound like a good meaning.

She tilted her head, staring at the deep night outside the cabin in a daze.

When the plane arrived in City C, it was already morning local time.

I went back to take a bath, rested for a few hours, and went to Time Films to meet with the producer in the afternoon.

The casting work is still going on, there is still a lot of related work in the early stage, the script will also undergo a series of adjustments, and she also needs to participate in the producer's meeting from time to time.

"I really don't understand what the higher-ups are thinking. There is nothing to do with such a script that has no commercial value and can't even be shown in theaters. There is still so much investment. I heard that the script writer is still a child, haha. "

"Sister Lulu, isn't this script very good and refreshing? Are you so dissatisfied?"

"What's fresh? To put it bluntly, it has no bright spots. I don't think she can figure out what people want to see now. Who wants to watch such fresh and bland things, there is no gimmick at all."

"I think it feels great. It's not a commercial movie, so please don't look at it from the perspective of a commercial movie..."

"You know what! Originally, this kind of low-cost film with no gimmicks needs to be responsible for traffic. What she said last time, it is not recommended that the hero and heroine use the now popular little fresh meat and Xiaohuadan. Does anyone still watch it? Show the company Burning money?"

As soon as Ji Liusu arrived at the door of the meeting room, he heard a voice full of resentment complaining, his tone extremely disgusting.

The woman speaking was probably in her thirties, wearing a black professional suit and sitting on the left side of the conference table.

She stopped walking, and just about to go in, she heard a cold and lonely voice from behind.

"Miss Zhang Lulu, do you have any objections to the script I chose?"

Ye Shen walked into the conference room with a cold expression on his face. The moment he walked to the conference table, he threw the folder in his hand on it.

Zhang Lulu's aura instantly disappeared, "Director Ye."

"Liu Su, sit down." Ye Shen said lightly, pointing to the seat next to him.

Zhang Lulu didn't expect that Ye Shen, who always arrived on time, would arrive early today.

Feeling anxious, "Director Ye, what I just said was unintentional..."

"I think what Ms. Zhang said just now is very reasonable and confident." Ye Shen's voice was not loud, unhurried and gentle, but it resounded in the hall of the conference room, but it was particularly majestic, "I want to find someone in my place. If I remember correctly, the selection of scripts and actors is not related to Ms. Zhang's work. Since Ms. Zhang has such a bottom line, I should change my career to become a director."

(End of this chapter)