What's more, as soon as it came up, it was the tone of dealing with his companions, and Abbas, Abbas was also called by you? Even though he's been working in this office for a year, he's still respectfully calling Mr. Abbas!

Speaking of which, his good habit of only watching the beginning of the video was urged by Mr. Abbas.

At that time, he had just accepted this part-time job, and he had to stay up until the early hours of the morning every day to watch these hundreds of videos.

Once, Mr. Abbas, who was temporarily returning to the office to pick up documents, unexpectedly found that he was still working late at night, knocked directly on his desk, and said succinctly: "If you do this again, please go back!"

Roy was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but knock on the table, his voice was rough, imitating the tone of the boss's speech: "If you do this again, please go back!"

After speaking, he himself shook his head first and sighed, he couldn't imitate the boss's calm and ruthless feeling.

Having said that, although this sentence impressed him deeply, what made him more concerned was another sentence from Mr. Abbas, "A director, if you waste even your precious time, it is better to change jobs earlier, perhaps, going to the construction site to deal with cement is more suitable for you." ”

Tsk, the boss is so vicious.

Roy looked at the red-dressed dancer in the video with some distraction, a beautiful spin, the skirt was still flying, but her head was panning left and right, her eyes were looking straight ahead, and a mechanical voice sounded: "I'm a doll, a doll who can dance!"

With this mechanical sound, her limbs seemed to be rusty, click, click, click, every movement was full of mechanical texture.

In the end, the whole body stiffened, maintaining a posture of raising hands and steps, and the neck was tilted to the side, with round eyes and a neck that was almost torn, combined with the red skirt, presenting a strange beauty of death: "Master...... Please...... No...... Forgot to charge ......"

Roy came back to his senses slightly, his eyebrows raised, not bad, it was his favorite type, he moved the mouse, copied it, and put it in the folder marked D on the desktop.

There are a total of five desktop folders shared with the boss's personal computer, from A to E, according to his rating of these videos, scripts, and ideas, they are put into four folders, B is the highest, and E is the lowest.

That's right, there are only four folders.

A of these can only be used to hold the work of the biggest names in the industry, and in fact, most of these people have Mr. Abbas's personal contact information and do not send emails to his public mailbox.

So the A-class folder is, in fact, most of the time, empty.

Of course, this is another bloody lesson.

That's when he worked part-time for about half a year, and he gradually became more comfortable handling emails every day, and even felt a little at ease.

Then, he saw a video.

A very wonderful and creative video.

Two big boys, naked, with a big towel as a prop, performed a wonderful dance, in the dance, two people constantly compete for towels, and even two people's hands are twisted into twists, but from beginning to end, there is no run, which can be called vulgar and elegant.

He was very excited at the time, and felt that he was also a Bole, so he cherished this video and put it in the A-level folder.

Then, Mr. Abbas returned.

He sat nervously outside in the secretary's room, nervous and a little excited, his mind full of what Mr. Abbas would react to after watching the video, and whether he would praise his vision? Will he be complimented on his work?

Mr. Abbas quickly called him in.

The boss didn't say anything, just opened a video - it was the same creative towel dance, but the performance was more skillful and exciting, and even the place where the performance was performed was not in a cramped bedroom, but on an opera house-style stage, and the blackened audience below indicated that it was a very formal performance.

Plagiarize! Shameful plagiarism!

Mr. Abbas didn't blame him for a word, but his face turned red a little, and finally he bent down deeply and apologized shamefully: "I'm sorry, sir-"

Mr. Abbas waved his hand, "If you want to be a good director, you have to absorb all useful knowledge like a sponge. ”

He nodded seriously, indeed, he was like a car behind closed doors before, only collecting parts related to the car, if he cared more about other information, maybe he wouldn't have done a stupid thing to classify a plagiarized work into class A.

Mr. Abbas waved his hand and motioned for him to go out.

He bowed deeply again, quietly withdrew, and when his hand had already touched the handle of the door of this luxurious office, he paused, turned around, and couldn't help but ask again: "Sir, may I ask, in your heart, what kind of performance is eligible to be classified into the A-level folder?" ”

Mr. Abbas gave him a deep look and turned the laptop in front of him so that the screen was facing him.

Above, a movie is playing.

Looking at the guy on the screen who can make people recognize him from those blue eyes even if he has a full beard, Roy swallowed bitterly, but his throat didn't seem to be moisturized at all, it was still dry, he couldn't believe his guess, and stammered and asked, "And, the same as him?" ”

Mr. Abbas has turned his laptop back and watched the movie intently, well, this "Sunset Sunset" is very good in terms of plot, picture, or character interpretation, and it is worthy of him, the judge, to vote for the other party in the battle for the Academy Awards.

Hearing Roy's words, he nodded nonchalantly, "Well, the same as him." ”

Roy walked out of his boss's office in frustration, the flower of despair in his heart had completely bloomed, joking, the same as Leohard?

Ever heard of a country with two kings?!

Since then, he has lost interest in digging up treasures that can enter the A-level folder, no matter how good the contributor's script is written and the video he shoots is excellent, he will at most throw it into the B-level folder without changing his face, A-grade? Ha, stop dreaming!

The name of the girl in the red dress was changed: the red dress doll, flamenco and mechanical dance, so that the boss could initially identify and judge, and Roy quickly turned his attention to the next sender.

Well? Messages marked with stars?

The sender is located in the boss's email exchange record, but it is not very close, there is no boss's private email address, this kind of email, he just needs to act impartially.

Wait a minute!

Isn't this girl the Asian girl who was just teased by him and didn't move?!