President Gao Leng's little wife

"No problem! No problem! It's our honor to hire Miss. I really appreciate Mr. John's kindness."

It is not difficult for the director to hear it.

Although he has never seen what the rumored granddaughter of John looks like, as long as the funds are in place, he can just give her a reason.

John nodded again and looked at Abel behind him.

When the director saw that his goal had been achieved, he didn't stay long, got up, said goodbye and left, and left a business card for John.

Xia Yuluo thought quietly for a while in the room.

The little guy has been leaning against her side, uncharacteristically quiet, she patted his head.

"Mom, don't quarrel with grandpa, okay?"

The little guy poked his head out of Xia Yuluo's arms and looked at her nervously.

"Grandpa is very good to me. He gave me a lot of delicious food or toys."

Xia Yuluo's heart was touched, she was a little too impulsive just now.

The old man is also doing it for the little guy's benefit, the more she thinks about it, the more she feels that she did something wrong.

Then she smiled at him: "No, mom won't quarrel with grandpa."

She hugged the little guy on her lap: "Because mom loves you, and grandpa loves you too."

"Well! I love grandpa and mother too!" The little guy opened his eyes wide, half understanding.

"Then let's go down and find grandpa to play, shall we?" Xia Yuluo put him down and dragged him down.

She thought, go downstairs and apologize to the old man first.

Just went downstairs: "Yuluo, you came just in time, I need to find you."

Before she could speak, the old man called her over.

"Grandpa, just now..."

Xia Yuluo thought that the old man wanted to continue discussing education issues with her, so she opened her mouth to apologize.

"Just now I invested in a commercial film, and he just needs a screenwriter. Go ahead, it can be regarded as some exercise."

Mr. John didn't mention the little guy at all.

"Ok?"

Xia Yuluo thought he was going to reprimand him, but he didn't expect the old man to talk about it.

She was so surprised that she accidentally forgot her reason for coming.

"This is the director's business card."

A thin piece of paper was handed to Xia Yuluo.

Xia Yuluo took a look and recognized an internationally renowned director.

"Grandpa, I haven't written commercial scripts, and I don't know their selling points and markets very well."

Although the director was very popular, Xia Yuluo resisted the unfamiliar field.

"There is already a general framework, you just need to polish them."

Without any explanation, John stuffed the business card into Xia Yuluo's hand.

"Anyway, you are also my granddaughter, who belongs to the investor. They will definitely teach you hand in hand, so don't worry."

The old man blinked, the American humor made it hard for Xia Yuluo to refuse for a while.

She was holding that business card, curious and apprehensive about the sudden opportunity.

The domestic script market is uneven, and it has always been difficult to compare with foreign countries.

Now this may be a good opportunity to take a good look at the foreign script market.

A hint of surprise welled up in Xia Yuluo's heart.

All she could think about was this, and when she got back into the room, she slapped her thigh hard.

She forgot the most important thing.

She should have apologized to the old man just now.

All of a sudden, looking at the business card in her hand, a faint sweetness suddenly surged in her heart.

It feels good to be cared by family members.