After Li Chengjun finished speaking, he felt that he was really a werewolf.

That's Li Jianlin, the richest man in country Z, exaggerated, he can usually scare his subordinates with a glance, how dare he be so reckless just now?

However, looking at Li Jianlin's appearance that he hadn't reacted at the moment, Li Chengjun said in his heart, death is death.

So he spoke again: "Dad, I think you should read my script, believe in my script, and definitely save our company from the current predicament." ”

In our company, Li Chengjun has already substituted himself into it.

"Xiaojun, let's stop messing around, okay. ”

Wang Huimei, who was stunned for a long time by Li Chengjun's words, saw that Li Chengjun was still messing around, so she was afraid that her husband would explode in a while, so she got up and pulled Li Chengjun over.

Then he stretched out his hand on Li Chengjun's forehead and touched it, after making sure that he didn't have a fever, his heart was full of puzzlement, what happened to her son today, he didn't have a fever, why was he talking nonsense here.

"Mom, I'm not messing around. ”

Li Chengjun said to Wang Huimei seriously.

Wang Huimei said helplessly: "Xiaojun, you are my son, I know best what you look like, how can you have a little artistic cell in you, you have been exposed to scripts, can you write scripts?"

Li Chengjun didn't want to explain more, he couldn't write, but there were so many seniors in his previous life, but he gave full play to their ingenuity, he just needed to move over, anyway, this is a parallel world, and no one can sue him for plagiarism.

He's original, and he loves it.

"Xiaojun, mom knows that you have grown up and wants to help the family solve difficulties, but let's not mess around, this will not only not help, but will add to the chaos......"

"Bring me the script. ”

Before Wang Huimei's words were finished, Li Jianlin's words sounded, which made Wang Huimei stunned, and Li Chengjun's eyes lit up.

"Lao Li. ”

Wang Huimei looked at Li Jianlin with some puzzlement.

Li Jianlin shook his head, motioned to Wang Huimei not to speak first, and stared at Li Chengjun: "Where's your script......?"

Everyone looked at Li Chengjun, and Li Chengjun said, "The script hasn't been written yet." ”

Li Jianlin: "......"

Li Guojun: "......"

Wang Huimei: "......"

Didn't write, didn't write what you said to play.

As soon as these words came out, Li Jianlin's face stiffened, and Wang Huimei's expression changed and pulled Li Chengjun to her side, protected and said to Li Jianlin: "Lao Li, you can't beat Xiaojun, although he owes ...... beating."

Lee Sung-jun: "......"

And after Li Guojun heard Li Chengjun's words, he almost squirted out the water he had just drunk in his mouth.

Then he looked at Li Chengjun helplessly and said, "Second brother, you haven't written the script yet?"

Li Jianlin stared at Li Chengjun with a serious face, and it seemed that he was very angry at the moment.

Li Chengjun was confident, still with a smile on his face, and nodded to Wang Huimei, who was protecting him: "It's okay mom." ”

Then he said to Li Jianlin and Li Guojun: "I haven't written the script yet, but the plot is in my head, I can write it now, come, bring pen and paper to ......"

Wolf brought a pen and paper, then stepped aside.

Li Chengjun picked up the pen, then lay there and wrote on the notebook.

Seeing Li Chengjun's serious appearance at the moment, Li Jianlin, Wang Huimei and Li Guojun looked at each other, Wang Huimei opened her mouth, wanting to say something to Li Chengjun, but was finally stopped by Li Jianlin's eyes.

Then Wang Huimei didn't speak, and quietly looked at Li Chengjun who was writing the script there.

And Li Jianlin and Li Guojun, one was holding his shoulders and staring at Li Chengjun, and the other took out his mobile phone and was busy with work there.

Time ticked by, and when the clock on the wall came to the moment of twelve o'clock, Li Chengjun slammed the pen on the table with a snap, then picked up the notebook and handed it to Li Jianlin: "The script is written." ”

Li Jianlin looked at the confidence in Li Chengjun's eyes at the moment, and said in his heart, why is this kid so confident, is this script really good?

Stretched out his hand to take the script, and then beckoned to Li Guojun, who sat down next to him, and then the two watched it together.

Oh, look at it, look at it, if you don't say it for a while, count me as losing.

Lee Sung-jun is full of confidence, because the script he came up with is a classic movie on earth.

On a professional movie equalization website like Douban, you can score 9.5 points, which can imagine the classicism of that script.

Therefore, Li Chengjun is very confident that after Li Jianlin and Li Guojun read it, they will be shocked.

"Xiaojun, I'm tired. ”

At this moment, the concerned words of my mother Wang Huimei came again, "Come, eat a fruit." ”

Subsequently, Wang Huimei personally fed the fruit.

Of course, Li Chengjun was very moved, this feeling of maternal love is simply beautiful.

"Xiaojun, how did you suddenly know how to write a script?"

Wang Huimin asked, she saw her husband and eldest son, two extremely professional people in the film industry, looking at Li Chengjun's script at the moment, and seemed to be reading it very seriously.

This means that the two of them read Li Chengjun's script.

At the same time, it also means that Li Chengjun is not a script written blindly, don't say whether the script is good or bad, she hasn't read it yet, but at least it attracted Li Jianlin and Li Guojun.

So she was very surprised in her heart, her second son, who usually can't get a fart for half a day, takes eating as fun every day, takes playing games as a hobby, has no desires, and waits for death, with a head full of paste, why did he suddenly have a flash of inspiration and write a script.

It's still like a sow going up a tree, which surprised Wang Huimei.

Of course, Li Chengjun can't tell Wang Huimei that he copied other people's things.

Anyway, no one in this world knows, so he insists that it is his own original.

And through the memory of his predecessor, he also learned that with the ability of his predecessor, he may not be able to create a script in this life.

After reading it for a while, Li Jianlin and Li Guojun will definitely be suspicious when they see that the script is so good, why Li Chengjun, a guy who has never been in contact with the script at all, and even has a little clueless head, can suddenly write a script, and write it so well.

But fortunately, when he decided to come up with the script and help his company, Li Chengjun thought of these in his heart.

Of course, we will have to think of countermeasures.

So in the face of Wang Huimei's question, he showed a simple smile on his face: "Here's the thing, the day before yesterday, I had a dream, I dreamed of this script, and then I also dreamed that our company would encounter difficulties, and finally I wrote a script with the plot I dreamed of to help our family successfully tide over the predicament."

When I woke up, I thought that the dreams were all illusory, but I didn't expect that our family really encountered a predicament, and the script I dreamed of was also deeply memorable, so I took out the script, and I don't know if it was good or bad, I hope to help our family get through the predicament. ”

"Good, good. ”

As soon as Li Chengjun's words fell, Li Jianlin's voice full of excitement and excitement sounded on the side: "This script is very good. ”