Chapter 130: It's Like
Ling Ruofeng has been playing with Bo Xiuye and Lin Zheng since he was a child, and he is younger than Lin Zheng in terms of age, but he personally thinks that his IQ is higher than Lin Zheng, so if he is only sorted by IQ, Lin Zheng will definitely have to call him brother.
That's right, Ling Ruofeng has been so narcissistic and stinky since he was a child.
Therefore, such a person is a director, and he is full of stinky problems and is not easy to get along with.
He can't get used to Director Chen's hypocritical business school that only pursues data results and is not of quality at all.
And Director Chen can't get used to his casual temperament, he can shoot whatever he wants, but the most jealous thing is that Ling Ruofeng shoots whatever is popular.
Even if it is a third-rate garbage script, as long as it gets into his eyes, he can still create a miracle.
Many of Bo's popular TV series were directed by him, which naturally made Director Chen red-eyed, and at the same time, he was impatient to find a better script, shoot a better TV series, and then crush Ling Ruofeng fiercely.
This was the fundamental reason why he was in a hurry to find Xiao Yu to sign the contract, he was afraid that Xiao Yu would be signed by Ling Ruofeng in advance.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Ling Ruofeng put his hand on his shoulder and raised his eyebrows: "Don't try to hide it from me, I don't understand you yet?" You're not that easy to compromise. ”
Director Chen just cut it first and then played it, in the past, there would definitely be no good fruit to eat, but the third brother not only didn't punish him much, but also agreed to his request, which is really strange.
Bo Xiuye shook off the hand he put on his shoulder, got up and glanced at him lightly, did not reply to his question, but said lightly: "I will leave the book of lime to you to deal with, if you can't make a big hit, wait to go to Africa to dig coal." ”
His tone was casual and indifferent, but everyone could tell that he wasn't joking.
“……”
Ling Ruofeng was stunned, it was the first time he had seen Bo Xiuye care so much about this kind of thing.
In the past, this cold man was all at a glance, shoot if he can, veto it if he can't find it again, and he will never talk nonsense, let alone anything, if he can't make a big hit drama, he will send him to Africa.
He rolled his eyes, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and deliberately teased him: "Could it be that the author of this book called Lime is your girlfriend?" Otherwise, why do you care so much about her? ”
Bo Xiuye turned around, glanced at him, squinted his eyes, and said in a cold and piercing tone: "If you are too idle, go and read her book again, don't find a sense of existence in front of me." ”
Ling Ruofeng looked at the man's back, his peach blossom eyes bent up, as if he had seen something interesting.
When he just asked if it was his girlfriend, the third brother didn't say no.
And this reaction ......
Could it be that courtship is not possible?
Annoyed and angry?
Ling Ruofeng guessed half right, but instead of courting, he begged for forgiveness.
Bo Xiuye returned to the office, his long eyebrows still didn't stretch, he picked up his phone and looked at it again, but found that Ji Yining's words were followed by a reply: Although I don't have a good impression of your brother, I like you a lot.
The man's gaze circled around the word "like", and I don't know how long it took, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked up a subtle and pleasant arc, and he learned the tone of other readers, and replied expressionlessly:
[Great, I like you a lot! [Shy]]
As soon as the assistant entered the door, he saw such a terrifying scene, so much so that when he ran to his mouth, he choked back again.
"Something?"
Seeing him come in, the man's expression returned to coldness, and the temperature of the entire room instantly jumped from spring to cold.
The assistant shuddered, and said in his heart that this difference in treatment is too big, right?
Then he remembered the matter and relayed some of the words he had heard from others to the man:.
"Mr. Bo... I just heard someone talking down there about this little feather's new book, which seems to be very similar to the style of Lime! ”