Chapter 1 Who is my little fresh meat?
Fang Zhiyu looked at her watch, stepped on the accelerator of the Maserati to the maximum, and shuttled through the traffic with skillful skills, with only one thought in her mind, hurry, hurry.
She must take away the little fresh meat she has ordered before 4 p.m.
At this time, the eighteenth-tier artist who can solve her biggest crisis should be shooting commercials.
Hurriedly came to the shooting site, Fang Zhiyu threw the car on the side of the road and hurriedly rushed to the studio, but was stopped by the scene staff at the door.
The field attendant pointed to the sign at the door that said "Idlers are not allowed to enter", and said inappropriately, "Whose assistant are you? Do you have a work permit?"
The other party obviously didn't know her, Fang Zhiyu didn't want to entangle, and directly stated her intentions,
"I'm from Zhishan Entertainment Company, and our family's artist is shooting commercials, and I have something urgent to find him. β
"You can't enter without a work permit! It's full of trade secrets, and if it is leaked, I can't afford to be responsible." β
"I'm really in a hurry, let's be accommodating!"
The field staff looked at Fang Zhiyu, who was bright, and was a little loose, "In this way, you call the people inside and ask people to come out to pick you up." β
Fang Zhiyu sighed, took out the mobile phone that was turned off and shook it in front of his eyes, "It's out of power!"
"You always remember the number, right?"
β......β
Fang Zhiyu was speechless for a while, the most annoying thing for her was to remember the number, and even her grandfather's number was often wrong, not to mention other people.
The field attendant frowned at her, "It's not that I don't help you, so I'm embarrassed!"
The soft and hard ones are useless, and the eyeless field work will not let her in.
She looked at the time, and became more and more anxious, if it weren't for the company and Xiao Junchen, she wouldn't have come here to beg for hardship!
Thinking of the company's bunch of, Fang Zhiyu hated it so much.
Fang's Group is the hard work of grandpa's life, from a small brokerage company to an industry giant that now sits firmly in half of the entertainment industry, grandpa doesn't know how much suffering and how much energy he has spent.
She is her grandfather's only granddaughter, and she has felt sorry for her grandfather's hard work since she was a child, and when she grew up, she not only obtained an MBA degree, but also taught herself a choreography course.
In the three years since she entered the company, she has invested in two hit TV series with a traffic of more than 10 billion, added three word-of-mouth variety shows, and the popularity of the popular new Xiaosheng and Xiaohua has been increasing, and the company's stock price has been red all the way.
She was supposed to be the heir of the Fang Group, but the ambitious old guys on the board of directors all had evil intentions.
always used her young and unmarried and not calm enough as an excuse to take the lead in disobeying her and suppressing her.
Grandpa is getting older, and he is becoming more and more powerless, worried that his granddaughter will be bullied after a hundred years, so he rushed to the doctor in a hurry, and came up with a way to let her marry Xiao Junchen, causing a lot of trouble.
She couldn't marry Xiao Junchen, so she thought about a countermeasure to prevaricate her grandfather and Xiao Junchen early on.
But her plan was disrupted by Xiao Junchen, who suddenly changed his itinerary, and the person who returned to China after a week was now on a private jet and was about to land.
According to Grandpa's arrangement, they would have dinner together at eight o'clock tonight, and now it's three o'clock in the afternoon, and she has no time!
Fang Zhiyu gritted her teeth, walked to the side of the field service, pointed to the sneakers on her feet, and whispered temptation:
"Kobe Bryant's hand-signed sneakers, let me in, it's yours. β
"This ......"
Few men can resist this temptation, and the field affairs that were still sticking to their principles just now instantly became humble.
The field attendant's face was embarrassed, but the longing look betrayed his heart.
It was important to find someone, Fang Zhiyu took off her shoes neatly, didn't give him a chance to regret it, and trotted barefoot into the studio.
When she entered the studio, she found that things were more troublesome than she expected, and there were actually three or four film crews filming.
Damn, which one is she looking for!?
I quickly recalled the information provided by Vivien, and the advertisement seemed to be a drink!
But who can tell her which of the two drink ad groups in front of her is?
Anyway, she's out of time.
casually walked into a film crew to try her luck, she stared at the cream student who was filming, and couldn't help pouting, could it be him?
Such a mother, how did you take Caesa
So domineering English name?
In order to save time, she took advantage of the gap between the two shootings and shouted loudly regardless of her image:
βCaesa
οΌβ
The imposing shout immediately attracted a look of surprise, and the cold man beside the director changed his eyes slightly, and looked inquiringly at the woman with a pair of white lotus feet shouting.
The director frowned, glanced at the man next to him worriedly, and was about to have a seizure, but after seeing Fang Zhiyu's face clearly, he instantly changed his face, and said to the man next to him with some gossip,
"It was said that Miss Fang was an acute child, it turned out that I didn't believe it, but I believed it this time!"
As he spoke, he got up to greet Fang Zhiyu.
The man's expression was even more subtle, and Qingfeng's eyebrows couldn't help but pick.
That's ...... Fang Zhiyu?
She even knows her English name, and it looks like she's done a lot of homework!
The director walked over quickly, with a flattering smile on his face, "Miss Fang, why did Yaxing come to our crew today?"
"Director Kong, you directed this advertisement?"
Fang Zhiyu can't remember the phone, but she has a set of people, and quickly matched the director's face and name.
can be remembered by the owner, the director ironed in his heart, and diligently solved problems for her, "Are you looking for someone?"
"Well, Caesa
Is it in the group? I'm in a hurry with him!"
The director smiled meaningfully and pointed to the back of the camera, "Over there." β
Fang Zhiyu was overjoyed, thanked her sincerely, and walked to the man's side in three steps and two steps.
β...... Gray shirt, black suit, perfume deliberately changed to Davidoff CoolWate
......... How's that, I'm intimate!"
Vivian's words echoed in her ears, and Fang Zhiyu took a deep breath, well, yes!
She tentatively spoke, "Are you ...... Caesa
οΌβ
The man nodded calmly, the big stone in Fang Zhiyu's heart finally fell to the ground, and he couldn't help but look the man in front of him up and down, tall and handsome, with eyebrows like green peaks, eyes like cold stars, and a cold face, he was indeed worthy of Caesa
The name.
It seems that Vivian's eyesight has regressed, and the positioning of "Little Fresh Meat" is not suitable for him, no wonder he has not produced results after half a year.
She had to talk to Vivian about it, and the company's money couldn't be spent in vain.
However, the man's cold temperament and attitude of not being humble or arrogant made her very satisfied, and she was very suitable for dealing with Xiao Junchen.
I just don't know if he can do it, will he have stage fright?
Unable to care about it now, she quickly pulled a document out of her bag and slapped it on the table.
I rummaged through the bag again, but I didn't find the ink, so she handed out a lipstick and urged:
"This is a good variety show contract, you just need to press a handprint. After the deed is completed, there will be another prize. Time is tight, hurry up!"
The man was silent, his eyes full of inquiry.
What kind of tricks is this woman doing?
He took the contract with great interest, flipped through it a few times, and did as she asked, without hesitation, pressing his fingerprint on an unfamiliar name.