Chapter 27 Eat two and run away

As soon as Li Juli and the others got out of the elevator door, they saw Wang Luo glance at them and turned around and left, as if they had encountered some wild beast.

"What is he running?" Li Juli walked over with her head held high and asked with a frown.

"After eating the two of us, he ran away, maybe I'm afraid that we will trouble him." All Baolan smiled.

Han Eunjing looked at Park Ji-yeon, who was full of tiredness, and Park Hyo-min, whose skin was white and red, and pursed her lips and smiled a little absent-mindedly.

Park Renjing hesitated for a moment, handed the bag in his hand to Han Enjing, and under the surprised eyes of everyone, he trotted to catch up with Wang Luo, who was going out.

As soon as Wang Luo fastened his seat belt, he heard a knock on the car door, and rolled down the window in confusion to look at Park Renjing's little face that was red because of exercise, "What's wrong?" ”

Park Renjing took a breath, took a step back and stood up straight, and bowed respectfully to Wang Luo, because he didn't measure the distance, and saw that his forehead was about to hit the car door.

Wang Luo was taken aback, it's not good for peers to kowtow, and he wants to lose his life, so he quickly reached out and put his hand on the car door, and let Park Renjing's forehead smash on his palm.

"Hmm~" Because of excessive force, Park Renjing let out a coquettish cry, covering his forehead and looking at Wang Luo aggrievedly.

"You've been worshipping too early in the early years, it's only May." Wang Luo chuckled.

"Who's giving you New Year's greetings?" Park Renjing glanced at Wang Luo in annoyance, and said respectfully, "I'm sorry for my prejudice against you before, I really thank you for helping us." ”

"It's a matter of duty." Wang Luo pursed his lips and smiled.

"Ji-yeon and Hyo-min may be okay, but I can't." Park In-in-Jing said righteously.

Wang Luo frowned, how could he feel that Park Renjing's words were a little ambiguous.

"Alright, be careful on your way." After expressing his position, Park In-jing smiled sweetly and ran back to the company.

Wang Luomo looked at Park Renjing's back with his chin on, frowned, and finally shook his head with a smile, started the car and drove towards his company, the company has been established for almost two months, and he has only been there once, this boss is really big-hearted.

If it weren't for navigation, Wang Luo would really almost not find the location of his company, looking at the originally empty parking lot in front of the company, which is now full of all kinds of cars, it adds a touch of popularity to the depressed scenery here, and there seem to be some fans with cameras around, who seem to be squatting.

Wang Luo was taken away by Kim Tae-hee from where Liu Shizhen came to the sports car, so he drove a Bentley business car today, this kind of car is still very rare in South Korea, because the fuel consumption is too large and the price is high, so it is definitely not poor people who can drive.

Wang Luo's car parked in the parking lot immediately attracted the attention of the scattered fans, and several of them had already picked up their cameras and were ready to capture Wang Luo.

Wang Luo thought about it for a while, rummaged in the car, found a pair of sunglasses and put them on, got out of the car and walked into the building, but it still caused many girls to exclaim, after all, a man with long legs, wearing a suit-tailored suit, and driving such a good car with sunglasses must be a handsome guy.

Wang Luo walked into the company, the reception desk was a young and beautiful girl, politely asked Wang Luo if he had an appointment, Wang Luo scratched his head, a little difficult to say that he was the boss of the company, rummaged in his pocket, and finally called Zhou Jie.

After a while, Zhou Jie walked out of the elevator, yawned and nodded at the front desk, and looked at Wang Luo with a smile, "What?" The position of president is difficult for you to talk about? Do you want me to pick it up? ”

"Is there any chest mark or anything like that, save trouble." Wang Luo touched his chin and smiled, "I always feel ashamed to say that I am the president." ”

"You really should be ashamed." Zhou Jie glanced at Wang Luo, "Even if you shake off the shopkeeper, you have nothing to do to come and check in, the company has been established for more than two months, and you have appeared once." ”

"Am I not busy?" Wang Luo smiled a little embarrassedly.

Zhou Jie glanced at the chest of Wang Luobai's shirt from a conspicuous lipstick mark, and snorted coldly, "Busy picking up girls?" ”

"Pickling girls is also for the company." Wang Luo stiffened his face, "If I don't pick up girls, how can those female artists dig them up." ”

"Wow, that's a hard work." Zhou Jie exaggeratedly said, led Wang Luo out of the elevator, the fourth floor of the company belongs to the high-rise office area, in the past two months, Zhou Jie promoted a lot of department managers, all of whom were selected from the elite of various college graduates, although they have not created any profits for the company, but looking at the childishness on the faces of this group of 'peers' who are about the same age as himself, Wang Luo is still a little emotional.

"Seriously, looking at them, I feel like there's a generation gap with them." Wang Luo sat in the president's office, and this place was usually used by Zhou Jie, so the messy information was everywhere, and Wang Luo finally found a place to settle down and smiled.

"yes, you look at least forty." Zhou Jie squatted on the ground and took out a few documents and threw them to Wang Luo, "These are the submissions I received recently, you can take a look and decide." ”

"It's up to you." Wang Luo took these documents, flipped through them roughly, and said with a smile.

Zhou Jie sat on the boss's chair and looked at Wang Luo, "The company's first decision must be decided by the boss, which is related to the company's cohesion and the convincing of decision-makers." ”

Wang Luo thought about it and felt that it made sense, and sat up straight and flipped through the documents.

Seeing that Wang Luo was no longer hanging, Zhou Jie smiled, tapping on the computer to sort out the information, the company has just started and there are so many subsidiaries below, all the databases have to be established, and he has to be busy flying in the past two months.

Because it is a production company, it is still mainly based on the production of movies and TV dramas, and these document proposals are estimated to have been screened, each of which is very interesting, and Wang Luo is very interesting to watch.

Because it was the first time to choose a script, although I had done a superficial analysis of the fashion trend before, but for a while, there were so many scripts, Wang Luo looked good at each one, and he really didn't know what to choose, and he fell into a choice disorder for the first time.

"What do you think is the best genre for the company's first film? What about comedy? Wang Luo struggled for a long time and asked for help.

Zhou Jie was interrupted, frowned a little displeased, stopped the movement in his hand, and rubbed his somewhat swollen temples, "Big brother, I am in economics and management, not in market forecasting." ”

"But doesn't our company have talents in this area?" Wang Luo said with a smile.

"Yes, the newly appointed head of the marketing department is a doctoral student at Sungkyunkwan University, and his papers have won awards in South Korea, and the plan he gave is to let the company invest hundreds of billions of dollars in a post-apocalyptic disaster movie and fire the first shot." Zhou Jie said with a chuckle.

"Yes, very creative." Wang Luo nodded.

"Creative fart, it's like a dream, everyone knows that disaster movies make money, but the risk is also big, even if we use the strongest lineup, the script is slightly bad, that is, blood loss, we have to eat one bite at a time, we haven't even figured out the way to the market." Zhou Jie glanced at Wang Luo, "Young people's creativity is rarely useful." ”

"Do you want to go to a headhunting company to dig up a few old people?" Wang Luo pondered.

"Then the atmosphere of the company will change." Zhou Jie sighed, "Since you want to use new people to inject fresh blood into the market, you have to be new from beginning to end, and any old things must be abandoned. ”

"I know everything, but I don't have experience." Wang Luo said distressedly.

"Didn't you use the marketing strategy of rehabilitating Tara very well?" Zhou Jie smiled.

"I don't advocate movies and TV dramas blowing up the hype." Wang Luo shook his head and said.

"That depends on the quality of the movie itself, there is nothing that does not need marketing, the word marketing, dismantling is management and sales, both are indispensable, sales need to build momentum, and management needs to be pragmatic." Zhou Jie said with a smile.

"So what?" Wang Luo raised his eyebrows and asked.

"So, you just need to choose a script that you think is good, and then choose a good actor and director, and it's OK, and ah, the cost is better not to be too big, the company really doesn't have money, and the money in the coffee shop is barely enough for the company's expenses, unless you open ten more." Zhou Jie poured a cup of coffee and said with a smile.

"Twenty coffee shops can only cover Seoul, and it's useless to open more." Wang Luo frowned, and continued to pick among the many scripts, "But I really don't have much experience in picking scripts, I can count the movies I watched with one hand." ”

"That's it, it's up to you to get your instincts right." Zhou Jie shrugged his shoulders, "You are the president, you will fight the first shot." ”

"Don't use the word cannon." Wang Luo's face turned red.

"Huh." Zhou Jie sneered.

"Is there any special script? I think these themes are too ordinary, although they are all good, but they don't seem to be particularly attractive. Wang Luo thought for a moment and said softly, "Since the sudden rise of the army, we must not take the usual path." ”

Zhou Jie raised his eyebrows slightly, put down the coffee cup and squatted on the ground to continue to flip through the documents, and only after flipping through it for a while did he find a black folder and handed it to Wang Luo.

"I say personality, not the color of the folder." Wang Luo's face was full of black lines, looking at the black folder that stood out from the blue folder.

"Open it up and see for yourself." Zhou Jie smiled.

Wang Luo frowned and opened it, and when he saw the first genre, which was written with an ethical plot, he was slightly stunned, and then he was attracted by the copywriting, and the more he looked at it, the more ugly his face became.

"This is a real case, but the criminal is not like a homeless person in the report, but a local official, this matter has been suppressed, there have been directors to shoot since the first two years, but all departments refused to accept it, the screenwriter almost sent to all the production companies, no one dared to take it." Zhou Jie introduced in a deep voice.

"That's it." Wang Luo said softly. (To be continued.) )