My mother is the richest man

Chapter 854: Designer Transformation

On the other hand, Li Cheng saw the heated discussions on the horror paradise on the Internet, and felt that these efforts were not in vain.

When passing by the trade city, he lowered the car window and saw many people gathered at the gate of the trade city, punching in and taking pictures, looking very lively.

This can be regarded as a good start for the next transformation.

When the horror paradise is completed, no one is afraid that no one will know.

Suddenly, Li Cheng's gaze stayed not far away. The man was covered in blue and white. He was not wearing normal clothes, but some white bloody bandages.

Why is this person dressed so strangely?

Looking at his skin, it was obvious that some special paint had been applied to give it a pale grayish white color.

At this moment, the man turned his head, and Li Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

It turned out that this person dressed himself as a zombie, and was posing in various poses, waiting for his friends to take pictures of him.

These people really know how to play.

After leaving the trade city, Li Cheng contacted Su Qiaoran and said on the phone: "No matter who attacked us this time, we should thank him well."

Su Qiaoran heard this, and couldn't help laughing: "Now that the incident is so big, the people behind it must have known about it, and I don't know how they are feeling now."

Unfortunately, they may not see it.

But it is entirely conceivable that their faces must be ugly.

The two laughed.

"By the way," Li Cheng said something, "You invite the best foreign designers. Now we need to quickly renovate the trade city. The transformation of the trade city."

Li handed over this matter to Su Qiaoran, and he trusted her.

Su Qiaoran nodded, and quickly learned what he meant: "This can also increase the popularity of our company."

After thinking about it carefully, Su Qiaoran said to Li Cheng again: "It happens that I have a classmate who is a designer. I can invite him to try."

"Okay, Mom, I'll leave this matter to you."

Su Qiaoran is doing business, he is at ease.

After hanging up the phone, Su Qiaoran flipped through the address book and called her old classmate.

Her classmate is very talented, and after so many years, she doesn't know where he is now, or maybe not.

Who knows, gotta try it out.

Su Qiaoran finally got in touch with this classmate, and after hearing about her intention, the classmate immediately booked a plane ticket to Qingzhou.

No one expected that things would progress so quickly.

This classmate designer, after coming to Qingzhou, he went to the trade city, almost day and night.

He quickly came up with a perfect design plan based on the characteristics of the trade city.

"In about half a month, the construction will be completed and the business will be completed."

The designer looked at Su Qiaoran and said with a smile.

Su Qiaoran carefully looked at the blueprint in his hand, and kept nodding: "Very good."

……

The next day, Li Cheng contacted Lai Fuqi.

"How's the preparation for the new movie going?"

Lai Fuqi sighed slightly on the other end of the phone, as if a little sad, "The new drama is not going very well, and we can't find a suitable director at the moment."

Li Cheng was slightly surprised: "What about the previous director? He has no schedule now?"

"That's not true," Lai Fuqi said with a sad face, "The director is excellent in all aspects, but the problem is...he can only make TV series, not movies!"

"So that's the case," Li Cheng nodded slightly, and after a moment of contemplation, he gave his opinion: "If you really can't find a suitable candidate, why don't you let the screenwriter be the director directly."

This screenwriter can make people believe.

Although Li Cheng had only met him once, he could tell that this person was not so careful.

As he himself said, as long as someone can put his film and television works on the screen, he has nothing else to ask for.

Lai Fuqi didn't expect to get such an answer, so he hesitated, "Him? Can he do it? He's just a screenwriter."

The screenwriter is the one who writes the script, and everyone in the crew performs their duties. Isn't it messed up to let a script writer be the director?

Although it was recommended by Li Cheng, Lai Fuqi was still a little uncertain, "I'm afraid he can't do it."

"He wrote the script himself. No one knows the characters better than him. How can he not?" Li Cheng said with certainty: "He can definitely."

Lai Fuqi thought for a while, feeling in a dilemma, not knowing what to do for a while.

However, Li Cheng had already made a decision for him, "I'm sure you're right. Now you can contact the screenwriter and come to the company. We'll find out if it works or not."

Lai Fuqi could only agree, and quickly called the screenwriter.

The screenwriter didn't refuse. Hearing that Li Cheng, who was kind to him, approached him, he immediately came to Zhengyang Media Company.

The secretary took him to the conference room, "Boss Li and Lai are waiting for you in the conference room."

Standing at the door of the conference room, the screenwriter felt a little nervous for no reason. After pushing the door open, he walked in.

Li Cheng looked over in search of sound and smiled.

The screenwriter walked in and stood at the table. Although he was not as poor as before, he was still dressed plainly.

His eyes were clear, no different from the last time Li Cheng saw him.

Li Cheng stretched out his hand, "Sit down, stop standing."

The screenwriter shook his head with a cautious look on his face, "No need for Mr. Li, I'll just stand up."

Li Cheng didn't force him, just smiled and asked: "I called you here today mainly to ask you one thing, would you like to be the director of this movie?"

When the screenwriter heard the words, he was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't listen very well: "You... what did you say?"

Li Cheng smiled and repeated it again.

Lai Fuqi sighed beside him, looking so stupid, is he really qualified for the job of director?
The screenwriter heard clearly now. He scratched his head and said, "Thank you Mr. Li for your kindness, but I don't think I can do it. I can only write scripts, not make movies, let alone be a director..."

"When you created the characters in your pen, why weren't you a director?" Li Cheng persuaded: "Now it's just a different form. You can treat these actors as alive, and they can act as you want them to do." How to act, and finally present the result you are satisfied with, that is what we want."

In the end, the screenwriter had to agree and agreed to give it a try.

After the director is confirmed, the crew is almost ready in all aspects, but there are still a few actors missing.

The screenwriter found Li Cheng and asked for help: "Mr. Li, please help me find an actor."

(End of this chapter)