Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

　　In an instant, the image of a short-haired royal sister appeared in Wu Shaobai's mind.

　　After recalling who the other party was, he asked:

　　"Are you looking for me?"

　　"Yes. They came in the morning and said that they knew that your special session was over, so they came to wait for you today. I've been waiting for you all morning. I just went to dinner and I was waiting to see you. There are other people in the company. The director of Ciwen Media, a screenwriter with the pen name of Uncle San... Anyway, seven or eight people..."

　　"Dude, what is this for?"

　　Wu Shaobai was a little confused.

　　"It's still the show."

　　"...that what... nine gates?"

　　"Yes, "Old Nine Gates". I've been with me all morning, and I probably heard it. People seem to recognize you. It seems that you have to wait until you are old..."

......................................

　　"Didn't I say I didn't pick up?"

　　Wu Shaobai had a headache.

　　In a trance, he thought he had won an Oscar.

　　Otherwise, he couldn't figure out why these people valued him so much.

　　And Zhong Yuan is also full of helplessness:

　　"I also said that, I said that you have no plans to take on the drama for the time being. But you also know that our relationship with iQIYI has always been very good. From the beginning of "The King of Pit" until now, people have always been what we say Just listen. I'm not good at pushing, people said, no other requirements, I hope Mr. Wu will come and listen to their creative ideas, even I don't know if it's a joke or what, saying that I have a contract with me Well, as long as you agree, let's just fill in the remuneration in the contract..."

　　"... how about cross talk with this?"

　　Wu Shaobai couldn't help laughing and crying:

　　"I want to fill in [-] billion, and they will give it too?"

　　"That's what I'm saying, but my sincerity is really good. I can't do anything else, why don't you come to the company? It's really hard for me to push, and it's blocking the door."

　　"..."

　　Hearing Zhong Yuan's speechless voice with a headache, Wu Shaobai sighed...

　　"Oh... well, then I'll go over there."

　　"Well, okay, then I'll tell them... Do you want to call President Chen?"

　　He was talking about Chen Xi.

　　"Don't, if she's here, she might sell me right away. I'll go over by myself, I'll be there in a while, that's all."

Chapter 1179

　　Several people were at the airport separately.

　　Wu Shaobai drove to the administrative building of Deyun Society.

　　When we arrived all the way, it was just after 1 pm.

　　He didn't rush up, but kept an eye on it. After arriving at the underground parking lot, he sent Zhong Yuan a message.

　　Soon, Zhong Yuan walked down.

　　After seeing his A8, he trotted over, got in the car, closed the door, and gave a wry smile:

　　"I really can't stop it, otherwise I wouldn't call you in person."

　　"What's the situation? Are there characters who want to talk about cross talk?"

　　This was the only possibility Wu Shaobai thought of.

　　Otherwise, he really couldn't figure out why the people from iQiyi were staring at him.

　　But Zhong Yuan shook his head:

　　"I'm not too sure, I haven't seen the script. You don't know yet, do you? That Vice President Wang is now in charge of the marketing of all iQIYI programs, and now there are truly [-] people under one person. Above, it's amazing. Logically speaking, you shouldn't be so persistent, so...the only thing I can speculate is..."

　　"what?"

　　"Maybe this is what Mr. Gong meant."

　　"Gong... Gong Ning?"

　　Wu Shaobai suddenly remembered the boss who squatted at the recording site of "The King of the Pit" every day, constantly urging him to change.

　　He is also the head of iQIYI.

　　And Zhong Yuan nodded:

　　"Yes, the only thing that comes to mind may be him. Because I checked this morning, and this script is said to be from a book with the same name as "Ghost Blowing Candle", called "The Tomb Raiders Notes", which is very popular on the Internet. It's just that It seems that the book is not finished yet, and the relationship between the two books is not shallow. The screenwriter Xu, who is also the author of "The Tomb Raiders" seems to also... After watching "Ghost Blowing Candles", I liked it very much, and then I wanted to imitate it. Writing a fanfic, it seemed that it was posted on Tianya at first, but it became popular all of a sudden, so it was posted on the website. Then screenwriter Xu also knew you very well... He said that I listened to your "Ghost Blowing Candle" over and over again. Twenty times... and this time, two of the characters in this script are tailor-made for you, so you can choose..."

　　"..."

　　Wu Shaobai's mouth twitched.

　　"It means that the last time I urged Geng to make "The King of the Pit", this time I'm just going to change my career? ... Good guy, is this capitalism? I love it."

　　"Haha~ Who knows, let's go? Go up and have a look?"

　　"Ugh."

　　With a helpless sigh, he got off the car with Zhong Yuan and entered the elevator.

　　After arriving at Deyun Club all the way, Zhong Yuan led him to a conference room.

　　"I'm going to have a meeting with the personnel department in a while, so I won't accompany you in."

　　"Row."

　　Wu Shaobai nodded and didn't mind, just pushed the door and walked in.

　　There were six or seven people sitting in the room. After seeing him appear, Wang Xiangjun stood up first:

　　"Mr. Wu, long time no see."

　　"Sister Wang, hello, it's been a long time indeed."

　　Looking at Wang Xiangjun, whose temperament is becoming more and more powerful, Wu Shaobai stretched out his hand with a smile.

　　Then he felt a scorching gaze, and his heart fluttered...

　　Turning his head to look, it was a man with an inch hair and a round frame Yanjing. He was about 30 years old. Seeing his eyes turned, the man immediately stretched out his hand:

　　"Mr. Wu, I'm Nan... ah no, I'm Xu Lei, hello, hello, I have long admired the name, and finally met the real person. I am really your fan, and I have liked you since 07. And I'm Wu Shaobai, level 16, uh...it's a trumpet, but I really like you very much! I'm your brainless fan! During the seven days and seven cities, I followed 6 games... My book fans all know me like you..."

　　"Uh... hello screenwriter Xu. Thank you for your support."

　　Wu Shaobai heard it, he might be the screenwriter.

　　Also a true fan of himself.

　　So I shook hands politely.

　　Then, introduced by Wang Xiangjun, after introducing a room of people, everyone took their seats.

　　Wu Shaobai didn't write any ink, he went straight to the point:

　　"Mr. Wang, screenwriter Xu, it's not that I shirk... But I have already rejected this drama, right? To be honest, I know how much I have, and I'm not a professional actor, so I can say it well. Cross talk has been very difficult, and I really don't have the energy to go to other industries. At that time, the performance is not good, the performance is bad, and it will add a lot of infamy, which is really unnecessary. Right?"

　　His words meant that from the beginning, he did not want to accept this drama.

　　The meaning is very simple.

　　It's my courtesy to come here.

　　But this drama, I have no interest...  

　　And sure enough, as soon as these words came out, a look of loss and regret appeared on Xu Lei's face...

　　But at this moment, Wang Xiangjun spoke up.

　　The short-haired sister Yu smiled, as if she didn't hear Wu Shaobai's words, and said in a tone full of smiles:

　　"It's not polite at all? Just start refusing?"

　　Wu Shaobai was taken aback for a moment, then he laughed:

　　"Haha, it's mainly because I know everyone has been waiting all morning. If I'm very hypocritical here and do something in the clouds, wouldn't it be a waste of everyone's time? I'm talking, Sister Wang, we can be considered It's an old acquaintance, there's no need to hide and tuck between old friends, wouldn't it be better to just be refreshing?"

　　"Then from another point of view, because we are old friends, we must let us line up for a while~"

　　This woman showed a very different style from last time.

　　The last time I talked about "The King of the Pit", maybe it was because of Gong Ning's presence?She looked harmless.

　　But this time... I don't know if it was a change in position or what, but it suddenly seemed to have a special sense of presence, which made Wu Shaobai glance at her somewhat unexpectedly.

　　After thinking about it, he said:

　　"I'm saving a few of you time. Because if you want to continue the conversation, you won't be able to reach it in the end, and you'll have wasted a whole morning of work. It's not even more uncomfortable to talk dryly for a while."

　　"Then it depends on whether Mr. Wu will give us this opportunity... To be honest, there are actually few people today."

　　"...It can't be President Gong, right?"

　　Hearing his words, Wang Xiangjun nodded:

　　"Yes... Mr. Gong went to Europe to investigate, it is really a conflict of time, otherwise... We all know that Mr. Wu is a fan, and Mr. Gong is your die-hard fan. According to the burden in the cross talk, if he is in the , maybe as soon as you enter the house today, you can see us kneeling down a lot..."

　　"..."

　　Wu Shaobai's mouth twitched, looking at the royal sister and said speechlessly:

　　"You haven't listened to it in the past two years, it seems."

　　Wang Xiangjun smiled and nodded:

　　"My husband especially likes you, Mr. Wu. In jargon... you have the grace to sleep with you."

　　"..."

　　these ladies...

　　Not so good~