Reincarnated as the grandfather of Master Fu

58 3 minutes

Click on WeChat again.

Jiang Jie's avatar has been squeezed to the tenth row, and he needs to swipe up to find it.

Click on the profile picture of Jiang Jie, and then click on the video.

Turn the phone and push it to a place where Missy can see it.

Throughout the whole process, Ronghua only stared at Missy, and only moved his fingers.

How familiar is this with mobile phone operations?Only then can it be done without eyes.

Missy was secretly surprised, but was immediately attracted by the voice in the video.

That was the speech at the meeting, and it was Master Fu's voice.

Missy's eyes widened: "Jiang Jie actually sent you the meeting video?"

On such a confidential occasion, she thought...

I didn't expect ginger festival to be so ignorant!
Seeing that there was no guilt or guilt in Missy's eyes, Rong Hua curled his lips.

"Worthy of being the chief secretary, the quality of my heart is so strong that even if I steal someone else's fruit, I can still keep my face intact."

Only then did Missy's expression change, "I don't understand what you're talking about."

Rong Hua's eyebrows and eyes were full of mockery: "Dare to do it or not?"

"I wrote the speech on Jiang Jie's behalf. How did you find someone to write it for you? I'm also curious, who is the other party? Is it worth Secretary Mi's efforts to hide it?"

Missy's eyes changed a few times. She originally thought that Rong Hua didn't know that she was here to win him over.

She is good at calculating, and Ronghua has a bit of writing talent, and she will use it when she needs it.

Rong Hua is just an inconspicuous little person, and she will have the final say on who will sign it.

Just like this time.

Unexpectedly, Rong Hua knew the truth about the manuscript.

This - it has to be considered in the long run.

Missy calmed down again, stirred the coffee, and said in a earnest tone: "You are still young, so I don't know that this is a common state in the circle."

"This society is such a reality. For example, in the screenwriting circle, before there are no masterpieces and fame, all adaptations cannot be signed by your own name, only the names of other famous screenwriters. This is not only a personal gain or loss, but also a relationship. To the entire crew, it is related to the ratings, because the audience trusts a successful screenwriter more than an unknown newcomer."

"You can't bet on everyone's interests, so you can only sacrifice your ego for the sake of your big self. I believe that your smart people will understand my intentions in doing so."

As expected, Missy came prepared, she took out an agreement from her bag and handed it to Ronghua.

"This is a copyright transfer agreement. After signing, any works you write in the future will be fully responsible for the R Literature Society. Don't worry, the benefits that should be given to you will not be less, and I will help you if I have the opportunity in the future. You fight for the chance to be signed."

After hearing this, Rong Hua smiled instead of anger: "Do you think I should be grateful to you?"

Missy said: "It's unnecessary to be grateful, I just hope you can recognize the reality, even if you can do something in the future, remember..."

Not finished.

The coffee cup in front of Rong Hua was empty.

Missy had also been trained to be fearless in times of danger, so she was in a panic at the moment, and she just calmly picked up a tissue to wipe her face.

"The little girl is too young after all, and she doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth. The last person who offended me, now—"

Ronghua made a phone call in front of Missy.

Say that in front of Missy.

"In 3 minutes, I want all the black materials of Missy, the chief secretary of m company."

After hanging up the phone, Rong Hua rested his chin on his hands, waiting in leisure.

Missy's wiping action paused for a moment, and she could still laugh in such a distressed situation.

"Little girl, are you suddenly crazy?"

Substitute yourself into an omnipotent movie character?

Want all her dirty stuff in 3 minutes?
What a joke!

But after 3 minutes, Missy couldn't laugh anymore.

(End of this chapter)