I talked to everyone the day before, and the next day Jiang Chan went out with his computer after breakfast. The time she made an appointment with the crew was ten o'clock in the morning, and it is estimated that this meeting will not be short.

Sure enough, it was in response to Jiang Chan's expectations, and after the director read the script she brought, it was called an amazement. originally thought that the adapted script he wrote would not know what to say, but now he is relieved.

If every screenwriter is as talented as Ye Zhiwei, does he need to find other screenwriters? After all, Jiang Chan has been a director, and when writing a script, he will inevitably describe the scene in great detail.

According to this script, even if it is a novice director, there is no one who can't shoot it.

After reading the script brought by Jiang Chan, the director immediately pulled Jiang Chan and a cadre of the crew to a meeting, and the discussion was in full swing at the meeting.

Even a few screenwriters who were in the group before, after seeing the script brought by Jiang Chan, couldn't help but press down the original imbalance. No matter what kind of work you do, it depends on your ability.

The meeting with the crew was around five o'clock, and Jiang Chan looked at the time: "Director Zhang, I should go back, it's not too early." ”

It is more than two hours' drive from here to the love hut, and now it is estimated that I will be able to catch up with the meal at this time, as long as I can get along with the male guests less, Jiang Chan can't ask for it.

Director Zhang smiled and said: "Okay, I won't keep you more, let's make an appointment next time, screenwriter Ye is really talented, and the script is well written." ”

"Thank you Director Zhang for the compliment, let's make an appointment next time. "Not only Director Zhang has gained a lot, but even Jiang Chan also feels that he has benefited a lot, or how to say that communicating with people is the way to quickly improve himself.

When Jiang Chan arrived at the hut, it was already seven forty, and it was estimated that everyone had come back at this point.

Sure enough, when she pushed the door open, she heard a burst of laughter from the restaurant, which sounded very harmonious.

Zhao Ruibin's ears were tipped: "Zhiwei is back?" Come and sit, are you hungry?"

Putting the computer bag on the sofa, Jiang Chan casually threw the windbreaker on the sofa: "I'm really a little hungry, and I have a lot to talk about today." ”

Sitting down at the end of the table, Zhao Ruibin first pushed over a glass of warm water: "Moisten your throat first, and then everyone will start eating." ”

Jiang Chan glanced at it: "Eat hot pot today?" I'm sorry, I was supposed to cook today, I'll make up for it next time." ”

Han Jiali smiled very happily: "No, whoever comes back will do it a long time ago, Zhiwei, if you don't want to go, just make some small biscuits?" I also want to bring it to the office for afternoon tea." ”

"Okay, I'll get ready tomorrow, everyone has it, who is this?"

Looking at the man who was sitting in her position before, Jiang Chan asked knowingly, she knew who this was, but in everyone's hearts, she shouldn't know.

Song Wenyang: "Hello, I'm Song Wenyang, the article of the article, the ocean of the ocean, I came to the love hut this afternoon." ”

Jiang Chan bowed: "Hello, I'm Ye Zhiwei." I'm sorry to make you tired today, Ruibin doesn't know how to cook, so I guess he can't help. ”

Taking advantage of Jiang Chan's drinking water, Zhao Ruibin diligently served Jiang Chan a bowl of bone broth, and as soon as his action came out, he immediately understood everything he should understand.

In fact, who doesn't understand Zhao Ruibin's thoughts? He made it clear that he had a good impression of Jiang Chan from the first day he arrived at the hut, rarely talked to other girls, and basically followed Jiang Chan.

Hearing Jiang Chan mention himself, even though he pointed out that he couldn't cook, Zhao Ruibin still smiled like a big fool.

"Zhiwei, how do you know that today's dinner was made by Wen Yang?"

"It's very simple, Wen Yang said that he will come in the afternoon, and it is estimated that it will be seven o'clock when Ruibin comes back, right?

Jiang Chan didn't think about it, even if she didn't know the plot, she could guess it, okay?

"We all know Wen Yang's profession, you don't know, if you don't know, guess what Wen Yang do?" Han Jiali took a chopstick beef roll and smiled and dug a pit for Jiang Cicada.

Jiang Chan raised her eyes and looked at Song Wenyang, she and Song Wenyang were far away from the ground, but it was enough for her to see Song Wenyang clearly. When Jiang Chan's gaze swept over, Song Wenyang subconsciously straightened his back.

"I feel like I'm being swept by a ray. Watching Jiang Chan retract his gaze, Song Wenyang quipped.

Liu Runze chuckled: "Zhiwei guessed the profession accurately, she is very good at grasping the details." ”

Because Jiang Cicada sat at the end of the table, Zhao Ruibin basically washed her for dinner, who made her out of reach? Zhao Ruibin is also a person who knows how to be polite, and he uses chopsticks to wash Jiang Chan's dishes, so Jiang Cicada is not reluctant to eat.

"As I can roughly guess, I just saw a pair of men's shoes at the entrance, and they are very well made. Although you took off your shirt when you came back, you were obviously dressed very smartly, and you just listened to your conversation with everyone, very organized, and you should be very strict in your work. ”

"And you speak so well now, it is probably a subconscious habit at work, then it is obvious that you should be a lawyer, or you are engaged in a law-related industry. ”

After Jiang Chan finished speaking, the restaurant was quiet for a moment, and then everyone subconsciously applauded.

Jiang Chan raised his hand and pressed it: "Look at you like this, I guessed right?"

Han Jiali nodded again and again: "I guessed right, Zhiwei, you are too terrible, right? ”

Jiang Chan only didn't understand the little wit in Han Jiali's words, she wished that others would be afraid of her insight and stay away from her, okay?

Song Wenyang coughed: "You see through me, but I don't know anything about you, everyone hides you well, I don't know anything about your profession, which prisoner can escape your eyes when you go to be a policeman?"

Jiang Chan chuckled: "You think too highly of me, I'm just used to observing." When I see a person, I subconsciously observe his movements, language, and demeanor to guess his profession, or guess what kind of experience he has had, and so on. ”

When Jiang Chan came back, everyone had almost eaten, and now everyone stopped chopsticks, and only Zhao Ruibin and Jiang Chan were left on the table.

Jiang Cicada is responsible for eating, and Zhao Ruibin is responsible for shabu-shabu, estimating that he has eaten seven points full, Jiang Cicada put down his chopsticks: "It's full, it's still comfortable to eat hot pot." ”

"Drink some tea to relieve your greasy. Zhao Ruibin was like a tinkerbell, pushing over a cup of hot tea. I have to say that in terms of taking care of people, Zhao Ruibin really does a good job.

As for how well he can do it, and how long he can last it, who knows?