A03 on the 16th floor of Rongxin Building is very small, with an area of 150 square meters, which is just the average housing level of the urban middle class in Dongou City, but in the capital where every inch of land is valuable, it is not easy to settle down such an acre and three points of land. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info is just a small room, and it is inevitable that the function is almost, and there is no need to have extravagant hopes for what pantry and dressing room, and for Zheng Yun, what is even more embarrassing is that his company does not even have a minimum conference room, let alone a separate reception room.

Qin Feng and Su Tang, like the other guests who came to talk about cooperation before, were welcomed into his own boss's office by Zheng Yun. The furnishings in the office are only a little stronger than the office of Lu Xiaotao's printing workshop, and this point actually depends on God's face, and it is strong in the lighting of the room. In addition to Zheng Yun's desk and chair in the room, what is left is a small filing cabinet against the wall, as well as a very small cheap coffee table, and an inferior wooden sofa that is obviously matched with this coffee table. So don't look at who is the CEO of the company these days, who gritted his teeth and swallowed blood in his stomach, who knows it in his own heart.

Qin Feng and Su Tang just occupied the small space of the small sofa, one of them was holding a thin script, on the coffee table in front of them, two cups of hot tea were emitting white smoke, and the heating in the room had just been turned on, and a slight noise sounded. Zheng Yun, Sun Xiuchai, and another young man who was introduced as a full-time screenwriter of Dingsheng Technology sat in front of Qin Feng and Su Tang without saying a word, anxious but had to wait patiently for Qin Feng to make a statement.

Qin Feng's eyes were staring at the script, but his mind was not entirely on the script.

He just made a show - whether Su Tang wants to make a film or not, this matter now seems to be no longer a matter of him and Su Tang, if he really wants to do it, he will not look for a grass platform team like Dingsheng Technology.

And the reason why it looks like it is, of course, to show Sun Xiuchai's group of people. In fact, Qin Feng himself doesn't like this, but years of social experience have already taught him that when it is time to put on a stand and take a posture, he must not accept it. For the grade of Dingsheng Technology, if you don't take yourself seriously, the other party will easily kick your nose in the face, and if you don't take the other party seriously, people will curse you to pretend to be too thunderbolted, which will affect the neighborhood relationship of the building.

After being silent for more than ten minutes, Su Tang couldn't help it, put down the script, and picked up the teacup in front of him. This book is really not good, the plot is blunt, and the creativity is lackluster, looking for Zheng Yun and the company where they shoot the commercial, this budget is a waste.

Qin Feng followed and put the notebook down, Zheng Yun couldn't hold his breath, and hurriedly asked, "Mr. Qin, what do you think?"

Qin Feng didn't answer, but turned his head and asked Su Tang, "What do you think?"

Su Tang blew the hot air coming out of the cup, took a small sip, and said perfunctorily at all: "I think it's average, anyway, I don't like it very much......"

Zheng Yun and the three of them all showed disappointed expressions, especially the full-time screenwriter, who looked like he was about to cry, looking like a small animal after being beaten by a primary school student.

"It's okay, it's okay, we have other books, Miss Su, do you want to stop looking at anything else?" Zheng Yun is always a businessman, if one trick doesn't work, he will be flexible immediately.

"You're doing a good business. Qin Feng smiled faintly, "It's almost the New Year, and you can still get so many jobs?"

"The Chinese New Year is still far away, isn't there still more than 2 months...... Zheng Yun rubbed his nose crampedly, somehow, the more calm Qin Feng became, the more nervous he became. Obviously, the kid in front of him was less than 20 years old, but Zheng Yun felt that he was talking to a mature man in his 30s, his brain twitched, and suddenly he said again, "Mr. Qin, what are you dissatisfied with the book just now?

The expression of the young screenwriter on the side changed suddenly, and there was a trace of "cultural sadness" on his face.

Art is sold to capital, shame!

However, this fragile and pretentious emotion was purely superfluous in front of Qin Feng. Qin Feng, who is running farther and farther away on the road of capitalists, is no longer the pseudo-literary youth he was back then, and once the children who graduated from the Chinese Department wake up, their attitude towards art is much more terrible than that of science and engineering men. Qin Feng smiled slightly, and decisively refused: "I don't think there is any need for this, look at the quality of this script, the author's level is still lacking, how to change it is in vain, if the director's level is not good, you just let the actor and actress come to the platform in vain." Mr. Zheng, let's wait for the future, wait for your overall level to go up, and then find opportunities to cooperate, I'm afraid the time is not right now. ”

Zheng Yun was extremely embarrassed by this, and the young screenwriter trembled with anger, got up and left.

Fortunately, Sun Xiuchai was still sober, and hurriedly smiled with Qin Feng: "Mr. Qin, his temper is ...... like this."

"It's fine. Qin Feng said indifferently, stood up, and said casually, "Mr. Sun, in fact, we are still interested in filming online dramas, if you have other projects to contact, I also welcome your recommendation." As you know, Weibo is now doing pre-promotion, and if you can take advantage of the east wind to make the momentum bigger, I think it will be good for everyone. ”

"Yes, yes, it's the ......," Sun Xiuchai echoed with a smile.

"Ami, let's go back to dinner. Qin Feng turned to Su Tang and said.

Su Tang hummed obediently, and was about to go out with Qin Feng, when Zheng Yun suddenly shouted loudly: "Mr. Qin, wait a minute!"

"Huh?" Qin Feng and Su Tang looked at Zheng Yun strangely.

Zheng Yun took a step forward, walked up to Qin Feng and Su Tang, and said a lot with a serious and serious expression: "Mr. Qin, to be honest, everyone is just starting out in the field of self-made online dramas, and in terms of business ability, there is definitely no way to compare with those professional film and television drama teams, but what we want to pursue now is not the quality of the drama at all." To put it mildly, those short films on the Internet now don't have anything good at all, but the people who watch them don't care, you just feed them, and these people eat it right.

Now the online video industry is still a blank, what we have to do is to seize the market, first put up the signboard, wait for the signboard to be hard, and then consider the matter of word-of-mouth. The most important thing at the moment is to open up the situation, just with Miss Su's personal conditions, we put things on the Internet, even if we shoot her shopping for clothes, cooking and eating, whatever messy content - I vouch for my personality, it makes no sense for the video to be popular!

You think Sister Furong is all popular, how can Miss Su not be popular?"

Su Tang's expression was extremely resentful: "Why do you always compare me with Sister Furong ......?"

Seeing that Zheng Yun was emotional, Qin Feng was quiet for a few seconds before smiling slightly and calmly asked, "So what do you want to do?"

Zheng Yun took a breath, with expectation in his eyes, and said slowly: "Mr. Qin, our company has no money, but we are sincere, you lend Miss Su to us for two days, we will shoot a sample first, if you are not satisfied with it, we will change it until you are satisfied!"

Qin Feng didn't agree, and turned his head to look at Su Tang.

Su Tang looked at Qin Feng, and then at Zheng Yun, who was full of enthusiasm, and finally couldn't give up, hesitated, and promised in a low voice: "Then try it, but you have to shoot quickly, I asked the school for leave......"