Han Che stared at her and said slowly, "Screenwriter, don't let me repeat every sentence twice. ”

Chu Qing was not only difficult to accept, but also very incomprehensible. Why change the script in his office? It's not a night play tonight! She reluctantly turned around, and tried to resist, saying, "That, I'll go back and change it......"

Han Che snorted coldly in her heart, she was the first woman who could stay in his office for so long, and she didn't know how to be grateful, and she was so reluctant. Reluctantly, he wouldn't let her go.

He stopped talking nonsense, and directly picked up Wen Jiàn and began to read Wen Jiàn.

Seeing that he doesn't speak, where does Chu Qing dare to leave? She took a deep breath quietly, and could only compromise. Then hurry up and finish the change, and hurry up.

She walked over to the couch and sat down, turned on the computer and got to work.

But the sofa was on the air conditioner, and sitting here, she felt even colder. After typing for a while, my fingers froze and my typing began to be difficult.

Qiao Shu is also really, knowing that her boss likes to turn the air conditioner on so low, and he doesn't squeak her in advance.

She secretly slandered herself in her heart, and inadvertently looked up to find Han Che looking at her. Why does it feel like this man doesn't want to see her?

It should have been thinking too much, she hesitated for a moment and said boldly: "Mr. Han, I think I might disturb you here, why don't I go to the conference room?" ”

Han Che immediately said, "No! ”

Chu Qing was a little depressed, she is also a screenwriter anyway, is it appropriate for you to snub her so much?

She endured it, but still felt that she couldn't stand it. She stood up and said with some trembling, "Mr. Han, if you want me to change it here, can I turn off the air conditioner?" I'm really cold! Without waiting for him to speak, she walked quickly to the air conditioner.

When Han Che saw it, he actually dared to take his words as wind in his ears! The air conditioner was turned on so low just to wake her up. If she's so comfortable, what else do you want her to do here? He immediately got up and chased after him, and when Chu Qing's hand reached for the air conditioner, his hand fell on the button panel of the air conditioner first.

"I just can't say no!"

Chu Qing raised his head and met his close eyes. There was anger in it, and joy at not being able to succeed in her.

She wondered very much, as a boss who was so harsh and a man who was so ungraceful, she was really blind to this beautiful face.

The two exchanged glances for a moment. Han Che's height of 1.8 meters is too oppressive for her height of 1.65 meters. The most important thing is that his face is too handsome, too close to him, and her heartbeat is easily chaotic. Therefore, she was defeated all of a sudden, and sure enough, being good-looking is an advantage.

Reluctantly, she walked back to the sofa, picked up the computer and continued to change. Han Che saw her trembling, and his heart was very happy. Put your hand in your pocket and slowly paced next to her to watch her change the script.

Chu Qing's fingers typed on the keyboard for a few minutes, and he couldn't help but look up and say, "Mr. Han, why don't you take off your clothes so that you can turn off the air conditioner, isn't it very power-efficient?" ”

Han Che clasped his hands to his chest and said disdainfully, "Do you think I look like a person who is short of money?" ”

I have never tasted the hardships of making money! If there is no shortage of money, why not donate the money to Project Hope? It's a shame to waste like this, you know?

Chu Qing felt very tired from talking to him, closed his mouth, and began to concentrate on changing the script, thinking that he would finish it early and leave early.

Han Che watched it for a while, only to realize that she was changing the script, and she was simply going against him! I saw her select Chinese characters in large paragraphs, and then right-click to delete them. It's so perfunctory!

He asked coldly, "This is your work attitude?" ”

Chu Qing looked at it, not knowing what was wrong. said: "My work attitude is fine, didn't you say that these things are unreasonable and have a bad impact on children?" You see, deleting these will not affect the cohesion of the plot at all. As she spoke, she pointed to him one by one.

Han Che swept ten lines at a glance, and deleting those words really didn't affect the plot connection. It's just that the plot is a lot duller in this way.

Do you want to change it early and leave early? offended him, Young Master Han still wanted to get by, don't even think about it. He snorted: "The plot is too bland! ”

Chu Qing asked a little helplessly: "...... So what to do? ”

Han Che asked rhetorically: "Are you a screenwriter or am I a screenwriter?" ”

So what's going on with me as a screenwriter? Chu Qing was indignant, but he had to compromise again, so change it according to his wishes. The director said that young people should hone more.

She calmed down and concentrated on changing the script, and before she knew it, two hours had passed.

Han Che raised his head from Wen Jiàn and his gaze fell on her. She sat upright on the couch, hugging her computer, and seemed to be carvin. Biting his fingers, his expression was very solemn.

Han Che lazily leaned into the swivel chair and curled the corners of his lips. Admiring the way she gnawed her fingers, I thought, wouldn't it be more interesting to repair her in reality?

Two air conditioners were blowing cold air. He was wearing a coat and it was a little cold. Presumably she was even more uncomfortable. It seems that the next time you repair her, you have to use a clever method, and you can't put yourself in it.

He slowly got up and paced next to Chu Qing and asked, "How has it changed?" ”

Chu Qingkai was so engrossed that he didn't hear it at all, still gnawing his fingers.

Han Che saw her like this, so he went to pour a glass of water. Sitting down not far from her, he took a sip of water, put the cup on the coffee table, and leaned over to see what she was writing.

Chu Qing typed out a line of words, looked up and thought for a while. Suddenly she found a cup of hot water on the coffee table, so she picked up the cup and took a sip.

Han Che didn't have time to stop it, and saw the cup being brought to her lips. His face sank and he said, "You're drinking from my cup!" ”

"Huh?" Chu Qing raised his head and saw that his face was cloudy. When he saw his cup in his eyes, he was startled. Hurriedly put down the cup and apologized embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I fell into a trance as soon as I wrote the script, I'll go wash it for you right away!" ”

She put down the computer on her lap and picked up the cup just as she wanted to get up. The cup was snatched away by him, a gorgeous parabola, and the cup flew into the trash with a snap.

He said angrily: "Go back and change it, I must see the revised script tomorrow morning!" ”

Chu Qing looked at the smashed trash can and was stunned. She embarrassedly packed up her computer, didn't say anything, and left immediately.

When I opened the door and went out, I found that it was late and it was dark outside. A wave of heat enveloped me, and it felt like it had suddenly entered the hot summer from the middle of winter.

She hugged her arms and shuddered, thinking of the director and saying, "Don't scold you and cry." She wanted to cry.