Chapter 309: Those Things
When the film and television department of Happy Mutual Entertainment was busy for the "Red Leaf Micro Film Competition", other departments were not idle.
The coffee machine in the VIP room was so busy that it was going to smoke and shut down.
Xia Yan couldn't pay attention to the movements of the crew of "Haunted House", she was so busy kicking the back of her head, how could she care about the actress's gossip anymore.
Coming to the end of the year, various platforms, media and program organizers will do New Year's Eve activities, partly for advertising and distribution, and more to take the opportunity to pull the year-end KPIs to make the year-end performance table look better.
At the same time, this is also a critical moment for the eldest brother and the second brother to rank in the seat. Just like in the live broadcast industry, Shark Channel and Maoya Station fought for the fame of the leader and tore you to death, and other industry peers were also red-eyed at this time.
No one can be like a certain treasure, a certain goose, and a certain headline, as soon as the Chinese New Year arrives, they will throw coins, and hundreds of millions of announcements will be lost. The vast majority of companies still have to take the traditional way of inviting celebrities and Internet celebrities.
After getting another middle-level leader who is said to be a star satellite TV, racking her brains and using excuses to push her request to meet "Wu Xian'er" in private, she looked at the tired self with dark circles in the bathroom mirror, and couldn't help but sigh.
"If you sing a song on stage, you will be given two million, or will you sing it in lip-synch...... When did the company's artists become so popular? ”
Xia Yan still underestimated the outside world's "enthusiasm" for happiness and entertainment.
After all, she doesn't like to study cosmetics and fashion trends, and she doesn't pay much attention to the wind direction of the live broadcast circle. If you want to talk about personal hobbies, she usually watches some domestic dramas, but the most time-consuming thing is to fight wits and courage with Mr. Wei on WeChat.
Until now, Xia Yan still hasn't been able to find a reason to fish Wei Kun out, even if it's ...... Two people have a warm New Year's Eve dinner.
She admires and worries about Wei Kun's busyness at work.
What is difficult for her to understand is that Wei Kunming is already a successful person who is not big or small, but she has long fantasized about the chic life after retirement. Even if she doesn't retire, the little vanity in her heart will attack from time to time, and she will go back to her alma mater from time to time to see the teachers, or find her old classmates to hold a party and provide some help within her ability.
Wealth does not return to the hometown, if the brocade clothes walk at night.
So when she saw Wei Kun wearing a black men's suit from Hailan House again, holding a caterpillar bread in his mouth and a briefcase in his arm, he hurriedly walked towards the elevator. She couldn't hold back her impulse anymore and stopped her with a left front kick!
Wei Kun stared at Xia Yan who jumped out like an app opening advertisement, his face full of suspicion.
"Want sick leave? Just approve it yourself, why are you looking for me? ”
"You're sick!"
Xia Yan sometimes suspects that she was a woodpecker in her previous life, so she loves to gnaw wood. She also thought about it privately, what did she admire about Wei Kun? Maybe it's the same workaholic trait, or is it a more genuine character? Or is it the sympathy of older leftover men and women?
Whatever!
She regretted it a little, but as soon as she saw Wei Kun's innocent eyes, she immediately understood why Li Xiaoya always loved to get angry.
Xia Yan threw the report to Wei Kun as a matter of course, and said, "There are still 9 projects and 14 contracts for you to sign." There is one more thing, the Qiu Group wants to sign a few more. ”
"We can talk." Wei Kun nodded.
Xia Yan asked rhetorically, "Can anyone do it?" ”
Wei Kun glanced at Xia Yan amusedly, staring at her for a while, until he made her blush, and then shook his head.
"Except for the ones in "Haunted House"."
"I don't understand, this micro-film is so important? With this energy, it is better to take advantage of the suspension of Maoya, dig up a few more anchors with commercial potential, or find a breaking point, and then push the popularity of Yiyi and Aji to a new level, is it not more in line with the company's current interests and routes? ”
Xia Yan seemed to be embarrassed and angry, but the question in her words was extremely serious.
Wei Kun tapped her shoulder lightly.
"There are some things that have nothing to do with money."
Looking at Wei Kun's back, Xia Yan's eyes moved.
The employees of the public relations department suddenly rushed over and shouted: "Minister Xia, there is another news to discredit our company, two million hits, saying that the story of our President Wei and the actress, as well as the nose and eyes with details, do you want to ......"
"Sue! Must be prosecuted! Xia Yan gritted her teeth.
"It is estimated that it will take a lot of ...... from evidence collection to private prosecution"
"It's not about money!" She was expressionless and turned to leave.
……
Wei Kun is not clear about his lace news. In the car, he received a call from Shi Haocong.
"Are you really going to participate in the Momiji competition? Why are you wading through such troubled waters? ”
"Muddy waters?"
Wei Kun only knew that this was an opportunity arranged by the Yunhai Folklore Bureau, and if he got the ranking, he could participate in the Paradise Culture Film and Television Festival as a special invitation, which was considered a political task.
He didn't know the inside story of the Momiji Micro Film Competition.
Shi Haocong, as an insider, obviously knows better the subtlety and filthiness.
"You want to vote for the competition, right? There's a judge, right? There are some things that it is not selected for, from small hot searches to large awards, which have long been arranged. Although brother, I don't agree with Brother Wei, your artistic taste......"
"When I speak to people, I want to listen to my heart."
Shi Haocong coughed heavily, "Although brother, I think those things you have are just a piece of, especially those things made by Liang Xi, I have never seen such outrageous things in so many years." But your evil door is evil, and every time you can make everyone eat it willingly, and in the end it feels very fragrant, which is even more outrageous. ”
"If you can't speak, you can pronounce a voice."
"So I'm worried...... If your people really win the grand prize set by the powerful in the circle in the competition, then it will be troublesome. ”
Wei Kun didn't take his warning seriously, and couldn't help but joke: "The master of the Beijing circle will also be afraid?" ”
"Afraid? You...... You think I'm scared of those soft eggs! Brother Wei, what do you understand! It's not to brag with you, I haven't suffered since I was a child, and I've never been afraid of people! I'm afraid of...... That kind of thing! ”
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Shi Haocong couldn't help but raise his voice, and his voice trembled.
Wei Kun raised his eyebrows and tightened his grip on the steering wheel. "That kind of thing?"
His expression was grim, and countless faces flashed through his mind, and finally stopped on the big black sun high above the humpback mountain.
Could it be them?
"yes, that's the kind of thing!" Shi Haocong was categorical.
When the ghost wedding dress heard it, she got out of Wei Kun's arms and looked at the mobile phone microphone curiously.
Wei Kun frowned, he wanted to confirm but couldn't find out, and asked knowingly: "But the crew of this competition has cooperation with the Liao General Group, there is no reason to give up halfway, and that kind of thing?" It's ......"
Winter, winter.
Wei Kun seemed to be able to hear his own heartbeat. It wasn't ghosts that he was afraid of, but a tendency that made him feel cold, and the human world was being invaded by strange creatures more than expected.
Until Shi Haocong said.
"You've heard of ...... Cthulhu? ”
Wei Kun: "? ”
Isn't this trend more exaggerated than the weird recovery?
The two men were silent.
At this time, Li Xiaoya sent a text message.
"Boss, I'm shooting a short video with a friend I made...... Where are you? Can you believe it? It seems that there really is a pen fairy in this world......"