From poor god to richest man

Chapter 270 You Go Call Director Yuan Over
At 512 o'clock in the afternoon, everyone was full of food and drink. The sisters of Ling Lun [-] and Ni Ya only sang a song on stage, so there was no problem with their voices.

On the contrary, the people who called CALL, because they shouted too excitedly, many people's throats were a little hoarse, but they were all very happy and thought it was worthwhile to have a hoarse throat.

When listening to the employees chatting, there were a lot of "duck voices", Zhen Qiong shook his head helplessly, and said to Wen Wan'er beside him: "Let the employees with bad throats go to see a doctor, and the medical expenses will be reimbursed by the company." .”

"Okay. Mr. Zhen." Wen Wan'er responded with a smile, and handed over the matter to her subordinates.

"Mr. Zhen, thank you for taking care of me." A girl wearing glasses and looking gentle said in a slightly aged voice.

She was Qian Zhaoqing. When Gao Guoguo sang before, she shouted the loudest, but because there were many people shouting at the same time, it didn't seem so abrupt.

Qian Zhaoqing happened to pass by, and after hearing Mr. Zhen's words, he was very moved. May I ask which company's boss will pay for the "sequelae" of star chasing employees.

That's why she took the courage to come over to thank Boss Zhen.

Although she was the president of the student union before, she has never come into contact with a successful person like Mr. Zhen, let alone that this successful person is still her immediate boss.

Therefore, Qian Zhaoqing was still very nervous when he saw Mr. Zhen.

"You're welcome. I haven't seen you in Fengming Shengjing, where do you work?" Zhen Qiong smiled slightly. He felt that there was nothing to be grateful for in this matter.

On the contrary, he would like to thank these employees. They are so crazy about chasing stars, and they must be fishing monsters at work. They are all good employees who can help him lose money.

What's more, helping them pay for some medical expenses can also consume trial funds, so why not do it?
"Mr. Zhen, my name is Qian Zhaoqing. I'm the screenwriter of Son of God Film and Television Studio. I just became a regular not long ago."

"Oh..." Zhen Qiong nodded, but before he could speak, there was another commotion in the banquet hall.

He turned around and saw that the final special prize had been drawn.

"Mr. Zhen, it seems that Director Yuan has won the lottery." Qian Zhaoqing looked up at the numbers on the big screen and remembered that these were the numbers on Yuan Zhucun's lottery ticket.

"Hmm. Pretty good." Zhen Qiong said with a smile.

It's really good. "Abnormal Death" is now starting to make money. Although the script was given by Zhen Qiong, he was able to film it well, which shows that Yuan Zhucun still has a lot of talent.

Although Yuan Zhucun's main job is a director, he also has good skills in screenwriting. This is what he heard from Song Qingfeng, and it should be true.

Therefore, there is still a certain risk in handing over the script of "Praise to the Fool" to Yuan Zhucun, but there is no need to worry now.

While Yuan Zhucun was traveling, Zhen Qiong had someone write the script. When Yuan Zhucun came back, he would film according to the script.

As for who should write the script, Zhen Qiong looked at Qian Zhaoqing who was at the side.

I have just become a full-time employee and am a newcomer. It is a bit difficult for a newcomer to write a script, let alone adapt it.

Thinking of this, Zhen Qiong said, "Go and call Director Yuan over."

"Okay. Mr. Zhen." Qian Zhaoqing didn't know that Mr. Zhen was going to entrust her with a heavy responsibility, so he just thought that Mr. Zhen wanted to congratulate Director Yuan, so he passed by.

Soon, Yuan Zhucun and Qian Zhaoqing came to Zhen Qiong.

"Mr. Zhen, are you looking for me?" Yuan Zhucun asked.

"Well. I heard you won the grand prize?"

"Hehe... yes! It's rare to be lucky." Yuan Zhucun couldn't help laughing.

He felt that since he became a member of Qiongshen, his whole life began to change. He not only filmed "Unnatural Death", but also became a very important director in the online drama circle.

Now that he has won the special prize, he can travel abroad, and all the expenses are reimbursed by the company. It is a bit dreamy to think about it.

"Congratulations. Since it's a trip, just have fun and don't think about work. I will let Xiaoqian take charge of the script of "Praise the Fool". When you come back, just start filming with her script."

"Ah? Mr. Zhen, I can't do it!" Qian Zhaoqing was still wondering at the beginning whether any big boss in the Son of God Film and Television Studio also had the surname Qian.

But she soon discovered that Mr. Zhen was pointing at her, and was so frightened that she quickly refused.

What are you kidding?She is just a small screenwriter who has just become a full-time screenwriter. Even though she has good results in script killing, script killing and web dramas are completely different things!
What's more, she has to adapt "Praise to the Fool". Although this is her favorite online novel over the years, because she likes it, she is even more worried that she will screw it up.

When the time comes, there is no need for the original party members to attack her, she will attack herself!

"Have confidence in yourself. If you don't try, how will you know you're not good?" Zhen Qiong said earnestly.

"but……"

"No buts, this is a test for you." Seeing that Qian Zhaoqing still wanted to shirk, Zhen Qiong immediately transformed into a domineering president, leaving no room for her to refuse.

"Oh... okay." Shocked by Mr. Zhen's momentum, Qian Zhaoqing could only lower his head and responded weakly.

"Don't worry about making mistakes. If you can grow from it, it will undoubtedly be a great help to Son of God Film and Television Studio." Fearing that Qian Zhaoqing would run away under pressure, Zhen Qiong could only turn on the fooling mode again.

After hearing Mr. Zhen's words, Qian Zhaoqing's face regained some energy once again as he was completely exhausted.

Seeing that the deception was working, Zhen Qiong struck while the iron was hot and said: "If the adaptation is not good, I won't blame you. The worst is to adapt it again. People always have to grow."

"But if you don't even dare to try, no matter where you go, you will stagnate, and stagnation means you will be eliminated."

"Also, since you can pass the probationary period and officially become a screenwriter of the Son of God Film and Television Studio, it proves that you are still capable."

"So... don't be afraid! Just go ahead and do it. As long as you work hard, no matter what the result is, I will protect you."

"Yes! Mr. Zhen! I will never let you down!" Qian Zhaoqing bowed suddenly, and she felt that the blood in her body was almost boiling.

In addition, she had drunk a little wine before, and now she was so excited that her whole body was as red as a cooked prawn.

And her smoky voice made people think she was singing rock music.

Yuan Zhucun, who was on the side, had no objection to Mr. Zhen's arrangement, and he recognized Qian Zhaoqing's ability.

Moreover, the person who is valued by Mr. Zhen and entrusted with important tasks, even if he has just become a regular, must have some bright spots, but this bright spot, Yuan Zhucun's rank is not enough, so he didn't find it.

"Mr. Zhen, I will have fun abroad." After saying this, Yuan Zhucun said to Qian Zhaoqing: "Xiao Qian, I leave the script to you."

"Director Yuan, don't worry, I will work hard."

Seeing that this matter was settled, Zhen Qiong took a sip of red wine happily.

(End of this chapter)