After wearing a book, he became the favorite of the boss

"Yes, you are so smart, you guessed it so quickly." Sister Li praised her expressionlessly.

"Then are you sure? What if..." She hesitated.

"There is no chance, I have calculated that if she comes down, the person with the most hope is you!" Sister Li said unceremoniously, "But the matter is not settled every day, and there will be changes every day, so you have to take the initiative! "

"Okay." Qiao Mingxi thought for a while, and he knew what Yang Ma's drama meant, so he agreed, "Who do you want me to contact?"

"Mr. Zhang Xiaorong, have you heard his name?" Sister Li asked.

She tried her best to think back in her mind, and said, "I seem to have a little impression."

"He is the boss of Tianjian Company. He didn't care too much because of his age, but this time he was invited out to film a movie. He has a high prestige in the crew and has a lot of power to speak. I got the news that the two Today he happened to stop here to participate in a program, you can try to get in touch with him."

Tianjian Company is the largest film company in China and a leader in the industry. It produces many films every year, and quite a few of them are of good quality. Mr. Zhang Xiaorong is one of the founders of Tianjian and has a high reputation in the industry. He was invited to come out this time Coming to be a director also gave Yang Ma enough face.

but……

"I heard that his personality is a bit withdrawn, not very approachable?" She finally remembered the rumors.

"Yes, if it weren't for this, I would still let you out? We would have taken care of him long ago." Sister Li said.

"Okay, then I'll see what preparations need to be made." Of course, you have to work to get close to a person, at least you have to figure out the likes and dislikes of the other person.

Sister Li hummed: "I have some information about him, and I will pass it on to you now."

"it is good."

After a while, a profuse information was sent over, ranging from Mr. Zhang Xiaorong's own information to his family situation to his likes and dislikes, and even his itinerary for tomorrow.

She was a little surprised. It seemed that the company had already made up its mind to take him down.

Also, although the current company is developing well, it is still far behind leading companies like Tianjian. This time is indeed a good opportunity.

This night, she went to bed very late.

And before she knew it, Xiao Tingxun also quietly ended his business trip and returned to this city.

She didn't know about it, and got up the next day after she had enough rest, read the materials again, and slowly got an idea.

According to the information, her itinerary is that Mr. Zhang will go to the Grand Theater to watch the drama "Thunderstorm" at two o'clock in the afternoon. She thinks it is a good opportunity.

But, how to get close to him?

According to the information, he is not a very approachable person, which means that he is very wary of strangers, so it is really difficult for me to approach him and gain his favor.

Do you want to perform for him on the spot by yourself?In that case, the drama actors will drive themselves down, right?

Hmm... have to find another way.

Seeing that the time was almost up, she randomly stuffed something into her mouth, and went out with a carton of milk.

This time she was not accompanied by anyone, and Xiao Zhu was also resting at home.

……

One thirty in the afternoon.

A red BMW slowly drove into the parking lot of the National Center for the Performing Arts, and then a beautiful girl got out of the car and looked straight into the eyes of the people around her.

And even though she was wearing sunglasses and a mask, someone still looked familiar and whispered: "This person seems familiar?"

"No, it looks familiar like this?"

"Yeah, I think it looks familiar."

"It's a lie, I can't see it..."

"real……"

She ignored the whispers of those people, and instead of going to the first floor of the theater, that is, the direction of the hall, she went directly to the box on the second floor.

Generally speaking, the theater is not too high, the third floor reaches the top, and the viewing part, that is, the place where the audience sits is only the lobby on the first floor and the boxes on the second floor.

Without even thinking about it, she knew that Mr. Zhang would not sit on the first floor, but in a box on the second floor.

As for which box Mr. Zhang is in, she has an eyeliner to tell her.

It's just that it's still early, and she has to wait a while.

After a while, she finally saw Mr. Zhang and his party were long overdue.

A waiter stepped forward to meet her, and she stood in an inconspicuous corner, watching Mr. Zhang and the people around him walk in together, seeming to be in a good mood.

And her plan begins.

She walked to the door, acted like she had just come out, stopped a waiter who was about to deliver tea to the box, and said, "I'll do it." As she spoke, she naturally took the tray from his hand.

"You, you are..." The other party was a little puzzled.

She put down her mask and smiled at the other party: "I came with the old man."

The other party was dazzled by her smile, and opened his eyes wide: "Oh, okay, okay."

She smiled at him again, put on her mask, turned around and walked in with a tray in her hand.

She was very nervous, and she didn't expect the first step to be so smooth, but she calmed down soon.

Mr. Zhang sat on the sofa opposite the door and talked to the man opposite, while the sofa beside him was empty, as if he was still waiting for someone to come.

Look at the time, it's only 3 minutes before two o'clock, and the drama is about to start.

She remained calm, lowered her head and put the teacups on the table one by one, only to realize that there were three teacups. It seemed that he was indeed waiting for someone.

"Please use."

She gestured and glanced at them in passing.

Mr. Zhang's hair and beard are already white, and his face is full of wrinkles, but he is still in good spirits, his eyes are piercing, and he looks very old and strong. Opposite him is a middle-aged man who looks familiar, but she didn't know it for a while. Thinking about where I saw it, I guess it must be some big guy.

I just don't know who the one who didn't come is.

After she poured the tea, she took a step back. For some reason, Mr. Zhang looked at her: "Are you the waiter here?"

She nodded: "Yes, yes."

After finishing speaking, I was a little annoyed, and I was not nervous when I agreed, why did I stutter?

Of course, because of nervousness, she didn't see the special look in the eyes of the two people in front of her when they looked at her.

"In that case, you can go out. We don't like people listening to us when we talk." The old man waved his hand and said.

She was startled, she hadn't thought of this, she thought she could stand in the room, but he was going to drive her out?

Seeing that she didn't move, Mr. Zhang frowned, "I'll let you out."

She took a deep breath, knowing that there was nothing she could do now, so she pulled off her mask and said, "Mr. Zhang, I'm actually not a waiter."

"You are..." The other party put puzzled eyes on her face, "I don't know you, how did you get in?"

"I told the waiter that I came with you, and I came in." She tried her best to keep her tone natural and smiled appropriately, "Please let me introduce myself, my name is Qiao Mingxi, and I came here specially to see you."

"Qiao Mingxi? This name seems familiar." Mr. Zhang frowned, and looked at the man opposite, "Do you know her?"

The middle-aged man nodded: "Qiao Mingxi is an artist of Pengtai. His acting skills are not bad, and he is also on the list. Did you forget?"

Old Mr. Zhang nodded, suddenly: "No wonder it looks familiar, what are you doing here? Let me tell you that I am old, and I don't follow any unspoken rules. If you want to use your brains, you should go out as soon as possible. "

"Of course not. You misunderstood me. I just wanted to introduce myself." Qiao Mingxi had a clear voice, stood upright, and looked upright.

"You introduced it just now, so what's next?" Old Mr. Zhang was a little impatient, "I won't drive you away now because you have tried so hard to see me, but if you don't tell me why you came here I'm sorry then."

"Of course, I just heard that you are here, old man, so I want to sell myself." Qiao Mingxi smiled at them.

"Oh? How to sell it?"

She took a deep breath, seeing that the two of them were really impatient, and knew that if she kept talking, she would really be kicked out, so she said directly: "I think you have a problem with the positioning of the heroine."

"What?" They couldn't believe their ears.

With a clear voice, she repeated again: "I said, I think you have a problem with the positioning of the heroine Luo Xiaomei."

"Very good, as expected, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. It has been a long time since no one dared to say that there is something wrong with my drama in front of me." Mr. Zhang said slowly.

But the person in front of him was not in such a good mood, and said directly, "What did you say? Do you know who wrote this script? Who gave you the courage to say this in front of Mr. Zhang?"

"I just stated my own opinion, and I didn't intend to modify it. The decision is still in your hands, isn't it?" Qiao Mingxi looked at them with fixed eyes without any fear.

"Mr. Zhang..." The middle-aged man frowned deeply, and looked at Mr. Zhang, "Why don't you let her go out."

Hearing this, Qiao Mingxi's heart skipped a beat.

Mr. Zhang waved his hand: "No, this little girl is very courageous. I want to hear what she wants to say."

Become!

She breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. If she didn't drive her out at that time, she won more than half of the victory. She could almost see the goddess of victory waving to her, and a smile appeared on her lips.

She stepped forward and said, "Since this is the case, I will have the cheek to talk about my opinion."

As one of the candidates, she has already obtained the script, so she has conducted a deep analysis of the characters in the play, especially the heroine. At this time, she talked to the two of them: "I think you are interested in Luo Xiaomei's The modeling is a bit facial, because although she is a heroine, a doctor who has saved countless people, but at the same time she is also a wife and a mother, and she is still very motherly in her heart, so I think..."

She expressed her own thoughts, and felt that the heroine Luo Xiaomei was not a real person in their writing, but a symbol representing many things. She could be a doctor, a burden-bearing person, and It's a lot of great characters, but it's not like a woman, a mother.

She felt that this was not good, and she had already noticed it when she was reading the script, and now she finally had the opportunity to say it, and she immediately felt very refreshed.

But after finishing speaking, looking at the faces of the two of them, they suddenly became uncertain again: "So, do you think my statement is acceptable?