"Master Huang, what are you doing standing outside?" After Zhang Xiaowei sent someone to Cheng Peng, he explained some things, and when he came down, he found that Master Huang Tian was staggering in his office. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Xiaowei, I... I... I'm coming...?" Huang Tian didn't even call Mr. Zhang, and directly called the other party by his name, which shows that the complaint against him in his heart is still quite big.

"Master Huang, let's go in! Let's go in and talk about something!" Zhang Xiaowei felt that the other party called himself Xiaowei more kindly, and didn't think so much, Zhang Xiaowei opened the office door and beckoned him in.

"Master Huang drink tea!" Liu Qingqing brought a cup of tea and put it on the table of the two, and then filled the tea in Zhang Xiaowei's cup.

Huang Tian saw that Liu Qingqing was there and did not speak, but quietly waited for her to leave.

"Xiaowei, do you still count the things you told me yesterday?" Huang Tian asked a little embarrassed, he felt that his old face was about to be ruined by his son.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Xiaowei asked with some confusion, his memory was originally very good, how could he feel that he didn't even have a little impression of what Huang Tian said?

"You won't be talking about your son, will you?" Zhang Xiaowei only remembered this incident, and asked with some uncertainty.

Originally, Huang Tian was a little annoyed when he heard Zhang Xiaowei's first words, aren't you treating me as a fool? I didn't expect you to be so dishonest at a young age, but just when he was about to speak with a flushed face, fortunately Zhang Xiaowei continued.

"Yes, that's for this!" Huang Tian saw that Zhang Xiaowei had not forgotten, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face, as long as the other party had not forgotten.

"There are no TV series to shoot recently, you better let him wait at home, I will find him when I shoot after the New Year!"

"Mr. Zhang, see if you can let my son come to work and study with you first, even if you don't pay your salary, you can calculate the salary when you start work next year!" Huang Tian saw that Zhang Xiaowei had not forgotten what he had promised himself, and his heart was suddenly a lot happier, but in order to prevent long nights and dreams, it was better to stuff his son in first.

"Isn't your son at work?" he forgot to ask him yesterday if his son had gone to work, and he thought that Huang Tian's son had been working.

"Didn't go to work!"

"But it's not that he doesn't want to go to work, but because of his appearance, many companies don't want him!" Huang Tian finished speaking, for fear that Zhang Xiaowei would misunderstand his son and not do his job, so he hurriedly explained.

"Oh, okay then, you let him apply for an art school, and I will pay this money in advance, and then I will withdraw it from his remuneration for filming!"

After listening to Huang Tian's words, he could see that the other party was afraid that he would want to be like other companies.

So in order to give him a reassurance, Huang Tian's son has been fine recently anyway, and there is no TV acting on his side for the time being, so it is better to let him learn acting skills first, and when he comes out later, he can directly play a supporting role, without starting from passers-by.

"Mr. Zhang, forget about the money, we have it ourselves, I just came to ask for a quasi-word, since you said so, what else can I say about Lao Huang. I can only feel guilty, thank you Mr. Zhang for giving my son this opportunity!" Huang Tian said in a choked voice.

"Master Huang, you're welcome, we'll pay this money first, and we'll deduct it from your son's salary in the future!" Zhang Xiaowei decided to pay him this money in advance in order to reassure Huang Tian, anyway, it will be the same from the salary in the future.

"That's okay, that's okay!" he said, but he didn't do anything.

"Liu Qingqing, you take Master Huang to the finance room to get 10,000 yuan first, write an IOU, and indicate that it will be deducted from his son's salary in the future. ”

Zhang Xiaowei saw Huang Tian sitting there still, obviously wanting to give him an explanation, and he was not afraid that he would run away if he borrowed 10,000 yuan from the other party, after all, he had four or five thousand yuan every month in Qile's company.

Huang Tian listened to Zhang Xiaowei's last sentence, and finally went to the finance to get the money satisfied. He really didn't care about 10,000 yuan, all he wanted was Zhang Xiaowei's attitude, Huang Tian left Hantang Culture Media Company with the money in his hand.

"This Mr. Zhang is really generous!" Liu Qingqing held the IOU in his hand and glanced at Zhang Xiaowei, who had entered the production department, and said with emotion.

Haizhou City is here is Zhang Xiaowei's second time here, this time he came here and also notified Xu Shaojie, the eldest of the Xu family, he knew that if the other party was here, he would invisibly add a lot of points to himself, of course, he had already negotiated with Haizhou TV, and now he just talked about some details

At this time, in a hotel box, Zhang Xiaowei and Xu Shaojie were sitting quietly inside, and Kui Tian, the director of Haizhou TV Station, was on his way.

"Guanda's book of Xun Qin is probably almost finished!"

"It's basically finished, just wait for it to be finished!" This Zhang Xiaowei did not hide from the other party, and said that he came to him with the help of his influence in Haizhou City.

"What type of book are you going to write in the next book?" asked Xu Shao with interest.

Although it is said that Xiang Shaolong is on the silkworm beauty girl has become the poison of this book, but for readers like him who wander in the online literature world all year round, this poison is nothing at all.

Some readers may have abandoned the book after seeing the poison, but he continued to read it and found the writing and storyline of the book to be fascinating.

gives people a different world view, and even gives a different explanation of the birth of Qin Shi Huang, and now almost everyone knows that Ying Zheng is not orthodox, and it can be regarded as giving another identity to Ying Zheng's birth.

Historians have been entangled in Ying Zheng's birth for so many years, and this book can be regarded as another interpretation of Ying Zheng's birth.

It is not difficult to see from the current position of the end Chinese website that Xun Qin Ji is being accepted by readers step by step. Now clicking on the recommendation ticket on the end Chinese network may not be in the top five, but the sales list is in the top five, which shows that readers of this book are slowly accepting.

"I haven't thought about the next book yet, but I may write about martial arts!" Zhang Xiaowei planned to do so, but he knew that if he really moved Lao Jin's martial arts novels to the Internet, he would definitely be able to pounce to the point where his grandmother didn't know him, but even if he really pounced on his grandma's house.

I just want to write out the golden book in my heart, and then shoot it out and show it to people in this world, even if no one reads it, if I look at it myself, even if I miss another world.

"Martial arts, is it ancient martial arts or cultivation or traversal?" Xu Shao asked casually after listening to Zhang Xiaowei's words.