[MTL]After I Transmigrated As A Fake Young Master, I Became Popular

Ch 92

    The director and producer of "Best Screenplay" are very worried recently.

    I don't know if it's because of the horoscope, a while ago I just sent away a legal cafe who went whoring, only to meet the Kongtong straight man who stopped acting and ran away carrying the train overnight.

    Here they were still struggling with this matter, but on the other side they were drawn to Wang Zhen's group in the criminal investigation drama, and his partner was arrested for taking drugs.

    The director looked at the overwhelming reports of the man who was arrested for taking drugs, and was anxious like ants on a hot pot, staying up all night until his eyes were red.

    Furious, he slapped the table several times, "Damn, have I stabbed into the den of the legal coffee?"

    What happened one after another?

    Of the dozen or so people in the room, none dared to speak.

    None of them is the first time with the project, but no matter whether the project is good or handsome, none of them have encountered such a wicked thing.

    Recently, all the people who have melons in the entertainment industry have been gathered by them.

    The conference room was quiet for a few minutes, the director took a moment to speak again, "Is it an auspicious day when we start the machine?"

   The director's assistant said cautiously, "Yes, sir, it's an auspicious day."

    "Auspicious day?"

    Director A glance swept over, "Which gentleman did the calculation? How much did he charge you?"

    Another person opposite the director compared the number.

    The director gasped, and threw the script in his hand, "rnm, refund the money!"

    After saying that, he got up and strode out.

    The assistant hurriedly grabbed his hand, "Don't, don't, don't, director, I won't quit when I go."

   The director shook off the assistant's hand, "I'll answer the phone!"

    Knowing that he was the assistant who had misunderstood Let go quickly.

    When the director answered the phone, everyone in the room began to discuss in low voices, thinking about how to convert this wave of negative effects into positive benefits.

    Just when everyone thought that using these few things to sell badly and create a gimmick for "Best Screenwriter" as the most unlucky show in history for reverse publicity, the director slammed the door and came in.

    Everyone in the room was immediately silenced.

    The director looked at everyone in shock, "Why are you so serious? Take it easy, take it easy."

    "By the way, who is that fortune teller you just mentioned."

    The assistant was speechless, "You don't really want to go Let people refund the money..."

    The director glared at him, "What nonsense! Am I this kind of person?"

    "I'll go and give him a red envelope."

    The people in the room were a little worried.

    Could it be that the director has a problem with his stimulated spirit?

    The program team gave the screenwriter three days to create the script, and the shooting content was within half an hour, and it could not be a fragment, but a complete story.