"Du, dumb"

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While Gan Tao squinted his eyes and looked at the man with a national face, he tapped the thick striped log table one after another.

"Come on the front of the heart and be tall?"

"Operation Assistant for Lianmei Films."

"United States, one of the eight major film companies in Hollywood?"

A man with a national face nodded.

"Why return home?" he said curiously: "The salary in China should be much worse than that in the United States, right?"

"My parents are old, and the two children in the family also need to understand China!"

"Gui Geng?"

"I went abroad at the age of 18, and I have been here for 20 years today!"

"Your surname?"

"Meng."

He nodded and said, "Meng Guangxiao!" and continued, "Before coming, I briefly learned about your personal resume through Mr. Gan. Maybe I didn't read much, so I admire senior intellectuals like you, and I am even more reluctant to bury talents!"

Meng Guangxiao, whose face has always been dull, was very confused.

When he received a call from Gan Jun in the afternoon, he thought that it was just the young boss in front of him. The company gathered employees to have dinner together. After all, the Chinese people's drinking table culture has always been deeply rooted.

As for the employee who was not in dealing with Zhang Qiang, he received the notice, because of the two conversations at the entrance of the square, he was taken by the way.

From the lobby to the business private room, we walked all the way and became deserted. It was not until the conversation just now that Meng Guangxiao realized that someone had thought about him.

Meng Guangxiao thought about Zhang Qiang's habit of randomly interfering in affairs and various actions in the past three months after joining the company, and couldn't help but say: "Mr. Gan, because of my limited personal ability, a market research department is enough!"

He and his wife met abroad. After years of hard work, they are middle and senior executives of two companies. They have good salaries and are not short of money. After returning to China, they choose to do things. One is to be close to home, and the other is to meet their spiritual needs.

Gan Tao smiled unanimously. Zhang Qiang must have something wrong, but since he has let go, he will not use Zhang Qiang's face to attract talents.

"You may not know one thing. After Mr. Zhang and Mr. Gan and I find the right manager, they will choose to retreat behind the scenes. This retreat is not to hide in the dark and fiddle with the situation or be the boss behind the scenes, but to really not take care of all work and daily life. All things are arranged by the newly appointed general manager!"

After he finished speaking, he picked up the coffee on the wooden table and took a sip, waiting patiently, Meng Guang Xiaosheng, who seemed to have no ambitions.

"Do you think I can do it?"

"This will be decided by time!"

"for how long?"

"The moment when the New Year bell rang in 2oo7!"

“What are all things that are included?”

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"What kind of thing will you interfere?"

"Dr. Zhang, Mr. Gan will never interfere. When I intervene, it should be when you leave your job or when you are in prison. Please forgive me for not being able to talk around the bush!"

"I've been abroad for twenty years and have been dealing with straightforward people!"

After Meng Guangxiao said that, he got up and stretched out his hand to him, "Five years later, I will let Tongxin Square spread all over Jiangnan Province and be known throughout the south of the Yangtze River!"

"It will take five years to see this. What I want to see now is how you convince the Warners downstairs to let them accept it willingly. Tongxin Cinema proposed a 50% theater box office share!"

After the talk, he asked Meng Guangxiao jokingly, "The company has two public relations personnel, do you need to call you for help?"

Meng Guangxiao was stunned and said calmly: "Public relations are also called lobbyists abroad. A good lobbyist can help the president, regional candidates can vote, and can also help Oscar nominated movie stars to convince most of the Oscars to be judged. It is also a type of professional personnel that must be contacted when a large international company encounters disputes! This profession is spread all over the world, especially political personnel!"

"I was attached to the face."

"It's nothing, it's just that this domestic profession is a bit distorted. I don't need it, the one in my family is a tigress!"

...

"As of today, China has 36 theaters, with nearly 31oo blocks on the big screen. The 36 theaters are basically all sorted up. Rather than theaters, it is better to say private cinemas that can be used to group warm up. Some theaters in the theaters are even more different. Some are in Beijing, while others are in a fourth-tier city in Jiang Province. It is difficult for such theaters to be released and promoted in a unified manner, and it is difficult to produce a linkage effect."

At the dinner table, Meng Guangxiao talked to Warner people, and various numbers kept popping out of his mouth, and some numbers were not found, even the boss who had made sufficient preparations in advance.

For example, China, which Meng Guangxia is bragging about, will vigorously support the construction of cinemas. Starting from O7, as long as the projection equipment is purchased, there will be subsidies from the state, and it is not mosquito legs.

"Your company is doing a video business and must be very clear about the importance of channels and connections. Tonight is the best time to make friends. Tongxin is very small and undeniable, but the grand blueprint that Mr. Gan puts in mind is to establish Tongxin Cinema next year, and in five years, Tongxin Cinema has 14 stores and 3oo blocks on the big screen. At that time, you will sigh how worthwhile the little sacrifices you made tonight!”

"The most important thing is that Tongxin Cinema is not short of money. We just want to use the box office dark horse of "Crazy Stone" to promote the addition of Tongxin Cinema in China. And it is also a lottery, right?"

Gan Tao, who had been watching coldly, felt dizzy in his head. He didn't expect that Meng Guangxiao, who was not talking much upstairs just now, was so numb to talk.

"Tongxin is not short of money. He has 14 stores in 5 years and 30 screens" and other big pie drawn out of thin air. He was so embarrassed that he, the boss!

"You will have a handover with Mr. Zhang and Mr. Gan after going to work tomorrow." Outside the hotel, after seeing off the Warners, he reminded Meng Guangxiao.

"OK."

He nodded and looked at the neon lights with four big words "Tongxin Square" not far away, stretched out his slender and white right hand to Meng Guangxiao, and sighed: "I hope Tongxin can become vigorous in your hands!"

Meng Guangxiao held his hand, "I hope this is my last job before retirement! I hope to go to a bigger stage together!"

Under Bai Jie's soft street lights, under the witness of Zhou Qing, the president of the celebrity agency, the two right hands were tightly clasped.

...

The next day, the capital city was triumphant.

"Brother, are you awake?"

He turned over and muttered, "What's the matter?"

I went back to Beijing overnight last night and had only slept for four hours. Zhou Qing started knocking on the bedroom door, which annoyed him very much!

"Didn't you tell me on the plane yesterday? You have to attend an audition in the morning, and you have to go to Zhuozhou tomorrow?"

"I told you that I don't have much hope, why don't you believe it?"

He got off the bed barefoot and opened the bedroom door with sleepy eyes. He complained to Zhou Qing.

Zhou Qing retorted: "How can you know that there is little hope if you don't try it?"

"Okay, okay, I'll go there later, you won't cry until you see the coffin!"

"Ph, ph, ph, what coffin is early in the morning? It's so unlucky to cry!"

"Okay, go out quickly, I'll change my clothes!"

The audition time was eight o'clock in the morning, and the location was at the flower art company. It was a distance away. After the two arrived in a hurry, many domestic artists from all over the country came. Nowadays, Feng Dagang's acting as a director is really popular.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many celebrities who would be willing to sit outside and wait for someone to call.

"Haruko."

"Um?"

In front of everyone, he pointed at a green wooden frame not far away, probably the meal prepared for the employees, and said, "Come over the pastry endpoint on that shelf, I'm very hungry!"

After hearing his words, Zhou Qing wanted to die. How could she be so arrogant that she would be willing to make her artists look ugly in front of so many insiders? And he also has the identity of an international actor.

"Brother, you will be there later. Can you bear it?" She whispered in a low voice as others pretended to be nothing but frequently erected their ears.

"I drank a little drink last night and didn't eat breakfast today. I was so hungry!"

Whether he is filming or unemployed at home, he can't stop eating three meals a day. Unless he encounters a special situation, auditions are not considered special situations for him, and he has tried too many.

"You have to pay attention to your image, right?"

"Okay, you, I'll get it myself!"

He stood up shamelessly, and Zhou Qing could only follow behind, whispering to the whispers behind him without hearing about them.

It was not until he piled up the small plates out of the top of the tower that he stopped and sat on the small round table in front of the green wooden rack, ready to take action.

"You didn't have breakfast either?"

He glanced at the man who was sitting next to the table, and said softly.

"I'll go picking up coffee, do you want to bring some for you?"

He was about to say, "Okay, it's useless for free labor!" But when he said that, Zhou Qing skewed it out, "Brother, I'll pour it for you."

He shrugged at Zhou Qing who was rushing out indifferently and said in his heart: "It's okay, I'm just thinking about it. Can you still make fun of me?"

On the main seat, Feng Dagang, who was in the old god, put one hand on the back of the chair and tilted his body: "Taozi, show a firm look!"

In the pockets, the legs were spread about twenty centimeters apart, the chin was slightly raised, and the eyes were staring straight at the air in front of me.

Feng Dagang: "There is a crying scene of losing comrades in the performance!"

"Do you want to cry?"

Feng Dagang sucked his lower teeth and spit out smoke, "I want it!"

He glanced at Feng Dagang and whispered: "Haruko said it was unlucky to cry in the morning, and now he will be repaid in the world!"

"Give a scene setting? Or what kind of crying?"

"Just that sad!"

"Damn, this old guy deliberately made things difficult for me. I cried to death early in the morning! It would be fine if I didn't wear makeup or concave the character's look, but I didn't even give me a small note!"

He cursed inwardly, turned his back and began to brew emotions.
Chapter completed!