"Hmm, did you bring the sample?" asked Zhang Xiaohao.

"Brought. Wang Mengmeng said.

"Let's release the first two episodes for everyone to see!" Zhang Xiaohao said.

"Hmm. Wang Mengmeng nodded.

Hearing Zhang Xiaohao's words, Cheng Tianxue's secretary Wen Xiaoya opened the notebook on the side with great discernment, and made the three-D projection right.

took the USB flash drive handed over by Wang Mengmeng and began to operate.

After a while.

Wen Xiaoya turned off the lights and pulled up the curtains again.

A huge three-D projection appears on the wall in front.

The picture jumped, the beautiful theme song sounded, and the cool picture.

After a few minutes, the screen jumps again, and the protagonist of this TV series, as in the original book, appears at the bus station......

Two hours passed in the blink of an eye.

"Turn on the lights!" Zhang Xiaohao said.

"It's Mr. Zhang. Wen Xiaoya responded.

Opened the curtains, turned on the lights again, took out the USB flash drive and handed it to Wang Mengmeng.

"This TV series is well made! It's very exciting! Such a good-looking TV series, if it is released, the ratings will at least break five, and it may even go against the sky!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a final word.

"Mr. Zhang, it's not up to us to decide whether this TV series is good or bad! The problem now is that the major TV stations refuse to accept it, don't say that they are offering, even if it is upside down, they are not happy!" Song Fuzhong said with a bitter face.

"Yes, Mr. Zhang! This is not a good thing, but a matter that others can't collect. ”

"Mr. Zhang, no matter how good a TV series is, if no one is willing to take over, it will be a bad drama!"

Said the heads of other departments.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaohao's face was getting colder and colder, the people around him became weaker and weaker, and in the end, they all closed their mouths.

"Why did you stop, say, keep talking! Aren't they all quite capable?" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.

"Mr. Zhang! As the manager of the Propaganda Department, I don't agree with this matter! If we let it go now, the loss will only be tens of millions! If we insist on increasing investment, if we can't recover the cost at that time, the loss will be even greater. The manager of the propaganda department said.

"What, are you not convinced?" Zhang Xiaohao said playfully.

"If Mr. Zhang, if you insist, please forgive our Propaganda Department for not being able to cooperate! I am here to state that our Propaganda Department will not waste its limited resources on these worthless things. The manager of the propaganda department said.

"Why do I think you're so good-looking!" Zhang Xiaohao raised his eyebrows.

"Mr. Zhang, he is new here, and he has just been the manager of the Propaganda Department for less than half a month. Lin Xiaowen explained.

"I see!" Zhang Xiaohao nodded.

"Hmph, what, you see that I'm a newcomer, do you want to bully me?" the manager of the Propaganda Department sneered.

"Are you bullying? You don't pee and look in the mirror to see if you are worthy!" Zhang Xiaohao said contemptuously.

"Hmph, Mr. Zhang, please pay attention to what you say, otherwise, don't blame me for being unkind to you!" said the manager of the Propaganda Department with a gloomy face.

"The ass isn't hot yet, but the shelf isn't small! I'd like to see how you're treating me politely. Zhang Xiaohao sneered.

"Hmph, since you want to find something ugly, then I will fulfill you!" the manager of the propaganda department sneered.

Immediately pulled out the chair and stood up, took off the blazer on his body casually, untied his tie again, rubbed his hands, moved his neck twice, and there was a thunderclap sound.

walked towards Zhang Xiaohao with murderous spirits.

"Mr. Zhang, right? I don't want to be ugly, so apologize to me as soon as possible!" said the manager of the propaganda department arrogantly.

"Old Wu, don't be impulsive! We are all civilized people, sit down and speak slowly if you have something to say. Song Fuzhong hurriedly rushed up and hugged him.

"Mr. Song, you know who I am! If people don't offend me, I won't offend people! If people offend me, I will definitely return it tenfold and hundredfold. They are also the CEOs of the company, what kind of stinky shelves do they put up, and who can they show them? Aren't they just relying on their own years to get a little longer? Let me tell you, others bird you, but I don't bird you!" said the manager of the propaganda department arrogantly.

"Alas, Lao Wu, I'm doing this for your good, listen to my advice, quickly apologize to Mr. Zhang, and ask Mr. Zhang for forgiveness!"

"What? Let me apologize to this little white face? Mr. Song, are you not mistaken? As far as his virtue is concerned, is he worthy? Don't pee and look in the mirror to see what kind of virtue he is! Grass him, no one can talk today! Lao Tzu will beat this little white face! If he doesn't kneel on the ground, take the initiative to apologize to me! I have to beat him and lie in bed for three months. The manager of the propaganda department said arrogantly.

Babble!

Zhang Xiaohao playfully pulled out a chair and stood up.

"Ah! Mr. Zhang, don't want it, Lao Wu has just come to the company, and he is not very familiar with the things in the company, I apologize to you on his behalf! Song Bok Jong said.

Hurriedly let go of the manager of the Propaganda Department and hugged Zhang Xiaohao.

"Mr. Song, you get out of the way for me! This little white face is so arrogant, I will beat him to his knees and beg for mercy today! Paralyzed, when Lao Tzu was in college, he was a master of sanda, and if he cleaned up such a guy, he could press on the ground with one hand and step on it. The manager of the propaganda department said arrogantly.

The people around him, hearing his words, looked at him with pity.

"Huh, what kind of eyes are you, don't you believe it?" said the manager of the propaganda department.

The people around him still didn't speak, and subconsciously distanced themselves from him, and the province would get angry later.

"Haha! Since everyone is so face-saving that even the venue has been vacated, don't worry, I will definitely teach this little white face a good lesson! Beat him into a pig's head, and he won't be recognized by his mother!" said the manager of the propaganda department proudly.

"Song Fuzhong, I'll count to three, if you haven't rolled me aside, I promise you won't get out of bed for three months!" Zhang Xiaohao said indifferently.

"Ahh

Facing Zhang Xiaohao's cold eyes like a knife, he panicked directly in his heart.

Trembling, he let go of his body and stood to the side, away from them.

"Little white face, you don't have a small tone! you dare to talk to Mr. Song like this, are you looking for ......?"

Syllable!

Before the last word "death" was spoken, Zhang Xiaohao's body flashed, and he was already in front of him.

The right hand pumped wildly in his face.

The huge force whipped his body upside down in the air and fell heavily to the ground.

Two front teeth, accompanied by blood, flew straight out of his mouth.

"What kind of thing are you, dare to point fingers in front of me, and want me to kneel and beg for mercy, and I can't get out of bed for three months?

(End of chapter)