The Shadow Lover Of The President

Looking at the director sitting opposite to him, Mu Zheng didn't say anything. He just took a look at him and put his hand in the air.

"You can order anything you want." Turning to look at the director, Mu Zheng shook his mobile phone twice.

Hearing this, the director nodded, "OK, I'm not polite. Thank you, Mr. mu."

"Yes."

"Hello, what can I do for you?" The staff in cheongsam, with a standard smile, asked Mu Zheng and the director.

Glancing at Mu Zheng, the director was not polite. He laughed and ordered a cup of Maojian.

Leaning on the chair, Mu Zheng has been observing the director, and found that he has a special deep breath of Wenqing.

Mu Zheng's line of sight, the director can naturally feel it. After a glance at Mu Zheng, he looks at him with a smile.

"You have a good script for this film." Carrying 70% hot tea, Mu Zheng sipped and whispered to the director.

Hearing this, the director nodded, touched the teacup, and then retracted his hand. "Well, we have been planning the script for two years, and the writer's hair has dropped a lot."

The director actually knows what Mu Zheng wants to do, but he has long heard of Mu Zheng's engagement to Shen Yifan. Now, I'm afraid, this play is to make Shen Yifan the hostess.

With a smile, Mu Zheng put down his tea cup and sat up straight. "How much can you tell me about the script?"

"It depends on Mr. mu, what role are you going to play." Holding the cup, the director blew it gently and took a sip.

Looking at the director with a smile, Mu Zheng said, "it depends on your sincerity."

As soon as he said this, the director's look changed. He looked at Mu Zheng seriously, reached out his hand, tapped twice on the table, and said to him, "we need funds here, but I don't know, Mr. mu, are you willing to be the sponsor?"

Hearing this, Mu Zheng's lips were hooked up and looked at the people beside him. His voice slightly lowered a little, "sponsorship is OK, but your sincerity, I want to see it first."

The two men took turns to be silent. What they put together was patience.

"As long as you have enough money, we have any sincerity. However, one problem is that you can't change it if you have money." Frowning, the director looks at Mu Zheng seriously.

"Tell me what can't be touched."

"script, this script is the essence of the play, that is, the actor is no good, and the script can not be changed."

"Well, if you say so, the director can be changed?"

"That's no good. The script and the director are one." He reached out and took the hat off. The director slapped his head twice.

"What about actors? If there is no actor with acting skills, you can guarantee that you can make this film well?" Looking at his movements, Mu Zheng nodded and leaned back on the chair with his hands clenched together.

After hearing Mu Zheng say this, Shen Yifan appears in the director's mind. Thinking about her appearance in the audition, she can pass the examination, so he is relieved. "If it's Miss Shen, I can, but if it's another actor, I think I'd rather not have your sponsorship."

After saying this, the director gave a sigh of relief. He has been circling with Mu Zheng, which is not his idea. If it was not for mu Zheng's sponsorship, he would not like to continue sitting here.

"Do you think Duan Yutang is better than Shen Yifan?"

With a sigh, Mu Zheng took out the mobile phone, looked at the photos inside the phone, and said softly to him after laughing.

Hearing Mu Zheng say so, the director blinked, some inexplicable looking at him, do not understand what he said is true or false.

Thinking about the relationship between mu Zheng and Shen Yifan, the director is willing to disobey his will for better shooting conditions.

In any case, Shen Yifan's acting skills are not without improvement. As long as he has a little bit of carving, he will always become a piece of jade, but I don't know how much understanding ability he can have.

"Miss Shen's appearance is quite in line with the role. Miss Duan's acting skills are very good. But if you want Miss Shen to be the main character, you can

The director's words make Mu Zheng's heart full of satire. In his heart, how can Shen Yifan compare with Duan Yutang.

"Who do you prefer, the two of them. Don't care what my thoughts are, just say what you think. "

Silence for a while, the director stares at Mu Zheng's face, trying to see what he is thinking and whether it is used to deceive him.

After watching it for a long time, the director also decided to block it. After pursing his lips for a moment, he looked at the side, listened to the low voice, and said to Mu Zheng, "I actually prefer Miss Duan. Her acting skills can bring people in, but Miss Shen is a little reluctant."

Hearing the director's words, Mu Zheng looked at the truth with a smile on his face, nodded, and said with a smile to the director, "follow your idea. If the funds are not good, you can make a report to me."Surprised to see Mu Zheng, this result is the director did not expect, blinked his eyes, looking at Mu Zheng some disbelief said: "you mean, according to my idea, select Miss segment as the protagonist?"

"Well, however, I have a request that the commercial value of this work must not be too low."

"You can rest assured that we have considered it and will never be lower."

"Well, that's it. You can go back earlier. It's late."

With that, Mu Zheng didn't want to stay in this place any more.

Looking at Mu Zheng's back, the director felt that there must be something hidden in it. However, he was very happy. Not only did he have the money to shoot, but also he could choose his favorite actor. What else could he say.

"It's done. You'll see what Yutang thinks. Don't disclose my existence. Wait for the director to inform her."

Looking at the sending page, Mu Zheng's action was silent and took a careful look. He only felt that what was said at that place was not quite right. After modifying it, he sent it out.

Leaning on the car chair, Mu Zheng only felt tired physically and mentally. After a glance at the brightly lit room, he felt a little helpless in his heart.

The short message inside the mobile phone made Minghao laugh. After a silence for a while, he whispered, "it's awkward. Two people are so awkward. If it goes on like this, they don't know how to make up."

With a smile, Minghao still put his mobile phone in his pocket and walked towards Duan Yutang's room. He reached out and knocked on the door gently, "Yutang, did you sleep?"