Conference room on the 49th floor of Chenxi group.

The meeting room was full, almost full of people.

"President song!"

"President song!"

"President song!"

Seeing song Tingchen coming in from the conference room, everyone nodded one after another.

"Is everyone here?" Song Tingchen untied the button on his suit with one hand. He glanced at the people in the seat and nodded. Huang Zhiming sat on his left.

"Today, we want to solicit your opinions on the preparation of a new film." After sitting down, song Tingchen crossed his hands and said.

The meeting room is full of senior executives of the company, who make decisions together.

"General manager song, how is the shooting of rebirth margin going?" A man with gray hair asked. His voice was hoarse and made people feel uncomfortable.

Song Tingchen looked at Huang Zhiming. Huang Zhiming responded knowingly: "the shooting of rebirth margin has been half done. If this progress continues, it should be able to kill in advance."

The people in the meeting room looked at each other and no one spoke.

Seeing that no one spoke, song Tingchen motioned to Huang Zhiming again.

"Directors, this is the outline of our new film. You can see it now." Huang Zhiming explained while sending the script, "this script was selected by President song for a long time. This is a script with an agent theme. Of course, the main line is still an emotional line, but it is promoted by being an agent."

After getting the script, the directors looked at each other before they opened the script and began to read it.

A few minutes later, everyone in the seat began to lower their heads and whisper.

Huang Zhiming looked at Song Tingchen anxiously, but song Tingchen looked indifferent and didn't speak.

"The screenwriter doesn't seem to be very famous, does he?"

"Yes!"

"Moreover, it seems that the screenwriter of rebirth is also this one."

"Yes, what the hell is going on?"

"You can put forward any questions or suggestions you have." Song Tingchen's forceful language interrupted the discussion of the directors, and the meeting room suddenly quieted down.

The directors look at me and I look at you. They dare not speak.

In a minute.

"Mr. Song, I have a problem!" A woman raised her hand. "I want to ask if this screenwriter is the person who is shooting rebirth fate now?"

Song Tingchen paused and nodded, "yes."

"Really?"

"Yes, what is the origin of this woman?"

"I don't know. I haven't worked before."

As soon as song Tingchen's voice fell, the voice in the conference room became noisy again.

"You can ask me any questions you have." Song Tingchen raised his voice. "Everyone here can be said to be my predecessors. If you have any doubts, just put them forward and I will answer them for you."

There was silence again.

"I personally value this film very much." Song Tingchen said seriously, "I've seen many plays written by Qin Youle. Although the lines may not be satisfactory, there are still some creative ideas."

"President song!" Another director raised his hand.

"Dong Li, you can raise any questions." Seeing the man who raised his hand, song Tingchen frowned slightly. This man is notoriously difficult and demanding, but he is really meticulous and very serious and responsible in his work.

"Mr. Song, I want to ask if this woman is the woman who had an affair with you before?"

As soon as he spoke, the meeting room was boiling. Dong Li said something that everyone dared not ask. Now someone puts it forward, everyone naturally dares to speak.

Song Tingchen did not speak in silence.

Until the voice in the conference room gradually subsided, song Tingchen replied calmly: "yes, Qin Youle did have some gossip with me before, but everyone knows that it's just gossip. She's just a small screenwriter."

"President song, do you really have no personal relationship with Qin Youle?" Another voice asked, looking unusually sharp in the conference room.

Huang Zhiming looked at Song Tingchen and helped explain, "haven't the relationship between song and Qin screenwriters been clarified? It's just a misunderstanding. "

"President song!" Another director said discontentedly, "Mr. Song, I don't know what a good market there is for films with this theme. Many people have made such films, but obviously the market response is not very good. This would have made everyone feel tired. If I didn't have enough lines, I really don't know what to do with the script. "

"That makes sense."

"This theme was still on the scene at the beginning of the first two years. But now everyone is watching network IP dramas. Things written by such unknown people can't be comparable. "

Hearing the words "nobody", song Tingchen frowned.

"Mr. Song, do you really dare to swear to heaven that you have no selfishness towards this Qin screenwriter?" Asked another director.

"Yes."

"Yes."

Several other directors followed suit.

Song Tingchen's Falcon like eyes swept around the people present. Almost everyone's faces were distrustful. Only a man in the corner was silent and didn't speak.

"Qian Dong, what do you think?"

The man in the corner slowly raised his head when he heard song Tingchen's words. He said in a low voice, "listen to your explanation."

Song Tingchen nodded. He opened the script in front of him and said in a deep voice: "first of all, I don't explain the personal relationship between Qin Youle and me. It's a personal matter between us."

"However," song Tingchen said seriously, "I think we have cooperated for so many years. Everyone knows my attitude."

No one spoke and the meeting room was silent.

"Chenxi has developed rapidly in recent years. It can grow into a giant in the industry in just a few years, which is closely related to everyone making the right choice." Song Tingchen paused. He glanced at the eyes of everyone present and whispered, "for so many years, I think everyone can trust me?"

"Mr. Song, we don't trust you, but we don't understand some problems." A director asked with a puzzled face, "before, you strongly recommended the" rebirth fate "written by Qin, saying that you wanted to give the new screenwriter a chance, which we can understand. However, now that the shooting of "rebirth fate" is not over, you want to continue shooting another work, which is inevitable... "

"Dong Wang's consideration is naturally reasonable." Song Tingchen said faintly, "of course, I strongly recommend this" agent 7 ", and I decided to spend a lot of money on shooting."

"This..."

Hearing song Tingchen's words, everyone was silent.

"Mr. Song, have you contacted the investor?" The director asked incredulously.

Song Tingchen glanced at the questioning director and denied: "of course not. Since we are a team, I will naturally seek your opinions first."

"But." Song Tingchen gently tapped the table with his left hand. He continued, "if Chenxi doesn't plan to shoot, I won't force it. My plan is to go out and find an investor myself. I'll do a part-time job. "

Song Tingchen's words were like an explosive. Everyone was at a loss and looked at each other.

"Let's say so much today." Song Tingchen stood up. He glanced at all the people in the conference room. "I'll fix the time of the next meeting. Then I'll come up with a plan and everyone will make a decision."

Before the directors reacted, song Tingchen took a big step out.

Song Tingchen went straight to the elevator. He knew that after he left, the discussion would continue in the conference room, and someone might even say that he was not.

"President song!" Song Tingchen's footsteps were really big. Huang Zhiming took small steps to catch up with a pile of documents.

Returning to the president's room on the 48th floor, song Tingchen immediately took off his tie, took off his suit and untied the last button on the collar.

"President song." Huang Zhiming put the information in his hand at his desk. He asked puzzledly, "President song, in fact, I don't understand why you are so optimistic about your wife's script."

Song Tingchen's mouth twitched. He knew that many people didn't understand his ideas. He even thought he was selfish. He deliberately elected Qin Youle's script.

"Do you think I'm partial to Youle?" Although song Tingchen's tone was questioning, he also had seven or eight points to know.

Huang Zhiming quickly shook his head: "Mr. Song, we have been together for so many years. I naturally know your temperament. You won't be the one who opens the back door. Of course, except for a few back doors."

Song Tingchen snorted and said nothing.

As a well-known director and President of Chenxi group, he has indeed been tempted and threatened.

However, song Tingchen's selflessness is also very famous in the industry. Almost everyone knows that he doesn't eat hard and soft. When the status reaches a certain level, it can not be threatened, but also resist temptation.

"President song?" Seeing song Tingchen pondering, Huang Zhiming whispered, "what are you thinking?"

"No." Song Tingchen looked at his watch and said with a smile, "Zhiming, ask someone to pour a cup of coffee. In ten minutes, there will be distinguished guests coming."

"Distinguished guest?" Huang Zhiming subconsciously glanced at the door, "which distinguished guest?"

"Wait a minute, you'll know."

Song Tingchen opened the script in his hand. He was very confident in Qin Youle's "agent 7". In fact, he was surprised when he saw the script on Qin Youle's computer for the first time.

If song Tingchen still has some selfishness towards Qin Youle's "rebirth fate", then for this "agent 7", he is looking at the content of the script itself, not about the identity of the screenwriter.

"Mr. Song, if the board of directors doesn't agree to shoot, will you really cooperate with other companies?" Huang Zhiming asked suspiciously. He felt that song Tingchen would not give up pursuing interests, and that song Tingchen could do anything for Qin Youle, so he was also very depressed.

"What do you think?" Song Tingchen neither said yes nor No.

He knew that the people on the board must be thinking about it, except one person“ President Song, here comes Dong Qian. " Just as Huang Zhiming was about to speak, Wu Yun, song Tingchen's secretary, pushed the door in and said, "Dong Qian, please come in."

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