Chapter 1174: Thirteen Killings of Writers

The senior executive who had just asked the question was the first to speak.

Xue Chi looked at him with sharp eyes.

The high-level executive standing next to him didn't have the courage to look at Xue Chi, but from the afterglow of his eyes, Xue Chi seemed to be looking at him, and he thought to himself: "It's over, it seems that the person who made the president angry may be me!"

It is always better to take the initiative to admit the problem than to be picked up by the president, so he bent down and bowed his head towards Xue Chi, "Mr. Xue, I didn't prepare the report you asked me to prepare yesterday, and what I took today was what I applied before!"

"President, I didn't really have something to do yesterday, but I wanted to take a break. ”

"Mr. Xue, in fact, I was the one who miscalculated yesterday's data, but I felt that as an executive, it was embarrassing to say this, so I asked my subordinates to admit it. ”

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The assistant stood aside and held his forehead, and sighed deeply, "It's okay now, there was nothing to do, and now these high-level officials are finished." ”

It was the assistant's reaction that made the high-level people present even more uneasy, could it be that they had just said the wrong thing again?

The main reason is that the temperature of the entire conference hall seems to be lower than before, and although the president's expression has not changed, it always makes the people present feel a kind of calm before the storm.

Xue Chi slowly hooked the corners of his mouth, and this time, the high-level executives present realized that the president was angry.

Many high-level executives gave the assistant a "distress" look, and the assistant returned them a "self-begging" look.

The meeting, which was supposed to end in an hour, lasted for six hours, which was a nightmare for all the high-level executives here.

Hua Ziqi's side didn't know anything about the meeting on Xue Chi's side, and got back into the car after leaving Xue Chi's company.

"Mr. Hua, shall we go back to the company?"

"Why are you going back to the company?"

Seeing that Hua Ziqi really didn't know, the assistant hurriedly reminded, "Mr. Hua, you forgot, didn't we send a notice to recruit people before?"

"Oh, what happened later?" Hua Ziqi suddenly remembered, she remembered that she had said this at the press conference. ”

"Mr. Hua, didn't you blow up my mailbox, and then a lot of people came to contact me, I screened it and gave them a reply saying wait for the notice, Mr. Flower, you don't have any arrangements these days, why don't we solve this matter first, right?"

Hua Ziqi thought for a moment and then stretched out a finger of one hand and shook it, "Who told you that I haven't arranged it recently, I really have something to do recently, and the matter of recruiting people will wait a little longer, and it is not a matter if such a letter is not given to them, otherwise it would be good, the time of the interview is set for next Monday, you go and convey it." ”

The assistant said he understood, "Then Mr. Hua, where are we going now?"

"Think about it. Hua Ziqi said and took out his mobile phone, opened the map, and seemed to be looking for something.

After the assistant waited like this for five minutes, Hua Ziqi still didn't say where he was going, and the assistant asked again.

Hua Ziqi fiddled with his phone and asked, "Do you know the name of a bookstore called 'Sparrow Square'?"

She just looked for a long time on her mobile phone and didn't find such a store, but according to the passage of time, in a few days, "Thirteen Killings" will sell the copyright of her book to other directors for filming, in her previous life, the book "The Legend of Xianyuan" sold by Thirteen Killings was very popular with him as the editor, almost every episode will be hung on the hot search, and the actors used in it will also become popular because of that drama.

At that time, Hua Ziqi was also a fanatical fan of "Fairy Destiny", and every time he saw the male and female protagonists in a picture, he was very excited, that drama can be said to be a memory of an era, and its popularity can only be felt by those who have really experienced that time.

Hua Ziqi didn't expect that she would be engaged in entertainment now, since she is doing it now and knows about this work, how could she not want to cut off her beard?

There were still some regrets in the filming of this work at that time, and it just so happened that Hua Ziqi knew all of them, she was also a little fan of that TV series back then, and the most she did every day was to discuss the plot with the fans, and because the TV series was only released two episodes a week at that time, Hua Ziqi had to watch those two episodes several times, and the eyes and lines of the characters in them had already been deeply imprinted in her mind.

She firmly believes that if this work is handed over to her to shoot, it will be a new high, and she may set off a wave of Xianxia craze.

"Why does this name sound so familiar?" the assistant tapped his head, feeling that he had seen it somewhere, but for a moment he couldn't remember where it was.

A glimmer of light flashed in Hua Ziqi's eyes, and a pair of starry eyes looked at the assistant, "You know?"

"It sounds familiar, but I ...... Mr. Hua, if you look at me like this, I can't remember it anymore. ”

"Then you want to think, I don't look at you, don't worry, you think. Hua Ziqi deviated from her line of sight, and continued to look at her phone, she went to Baidu to check the author, there is very little information on it, indeed, the current thirteen killings are not on fire, just a small writer, and the kind of writer who is about to be unable to support himself.

Hua Ziqi remembers that Thirteen Killings is a treasure writer, in addition to "Immortal Turn", he also has a "Chivalry" which is also very good, if he can, Hua Ziqi also wants to shoot Chivalry.

Back then, the "Knight" of Thirteen Killings just broke the news that it would shoot a TV series version, and a few days later, the news of Thirteen Killings committing suicide came out, and many readers expressed their sadness at the death of Thirteen Killings that year, but there are different opinions on the Internet about the inside story, but no one knows which ones are true and which ones are fake.

Hua Ziqi remembered that she was also sad for a while, after all, she still liked the books written by Thirteen Killings at that time.

The assistant raised one of his hands, stretched out a finger and shook it back and forth, his mouth slightly open.

"What are you doing?" Hua Ziqi glanced at her side with disgust.

"I remember! The new bookstore in my house is called Sparrow Place! It just opened today, and I happened to glance over there when I came in the morning. At the time, she thought it was a good place.

Hua Ziqi turned to look at the assistant, reached out and grabbed the assistant's hand, "Tangtang, you are really my lucky star, let's go, let's go there, I'll stay there all day today!"

"It's not Mr. Hua, so you like to read so much?"

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