The villain must spend all his money before he goes bankrupt [Transmigration Book]

Although Jiang Ting could not understand Ye Zhou's feelings, it did not prevent him from fulfilling his promise.

The results of the three rounds of voting came out, and the middle-aged man who presided over the meeting cast the twenty selected items on the big screen in turn.

Based on the number of reference votes, and after some intense discussions, the final result was finally reached, and the meeting came to an end.

Ye Zhou followed Jiang Tingyuan back to the office. After the embarrassing conversation just now, Ye Zhou didn't look as lively as usual, and sat on the sofa cowardly without saying a word.

The first thing Mr. Jiang did when he returned to the office was to ask his secretary to bring a thermometer.

Ye Zhou, who had to have his temperature taken every morning for the past two days, subconsciously jumped up from the sofa and looked at Jiang Tingyuan who was approaching every step of the way with a look of horror.

"Brother Jiang, what are you doing?" His voice changed.

It's not that Ye Zhou is afraid of taking his temperature, it's not so much that he's afraid of it, it's better to say that he's more afraid of being forced to drink a large glass of vegetable juice every time he takes his temperature.

Jiang Tingyuan ignored him, walked up to him, clasped Ye Zhou's hand, pressed him on the sofa, and put the temperature gun on his forehead.

The fear of being dominated by the big boss came over, and Ye Zhou even felt that what was pressing on his head was not the body temperature gun, but Hei Suosuo's real gun!

With a soft beep, Ye Zhou heard the temperature gun mechanically report the temperature, which was 36 degrees five.

Jiang Tingyuan looked at the numbers on the screen, his expression turned colder, and he simply said, "I'll take you to the hospital for a CT scan later."

Ye Zhou: ...?

At this moment, there was a knock on the door in the office, which appropriately interrupted Ye Zhou's attempt to defend himself.

After Jiang Tingyuan agreed, the door was pushed open from the outside.

The middle-aged man who presided over the entire meeting just now held several thick folders in his arms, and respectfully said to Jiang Tingyuan: "Boss Jiang, all the twenty project materials left are here."

The man put the heavy folder on the desk and asked again: "Is there anything else you want to order?"

Jiang Tingyuan heard the words, glanced at Ye Zhou who was sitting on the sofa, and finally spoke.

"Take "Starlight Boy", the e-sports club and..."

"The materials of the three projects of "Tears behind bars" are also brought over."

As calm as Mr. Jiang, when he mentioned these three items at this time, there was a bit of hesitation in his voice.

Although his voice was still unrecognizable, after several months of getting along, it was enough for Ye Zhou to hear his unnaturalness.

Ye Zhou was calm on the surface, but in fact he was overjoyed.

For a middle-aged man to become a company executive, he has obviously acquired the ability to remain calm.

At this time, when I heard my boss say such unimaginable words, I was only a little surprised in my eyes, and soon recovered, and nodded calmly: "Okay, Mr. Jiang, I will send it to you in five minutes."

The middle-aged man left, and after the office door closed, Ye Zhou couldn't control himself anymore and laughed out loud.

It wasn't until Jiang Tingyuan's cold eyes swept over that the laughter finally stopped abruptly.

Looking left and right, finally looking forward to the lunch time, Ye Zhou was very excited when he thought of the hot pot that he would be able to eat later.

But his excitement only lasted less than half an hour. When Jiang Tingyuan's car stopped at the gate of the biggest hospital in the city, Ye Zhou was in a bad mood.

He thought the boss was joking, but he didn't expect the boss to be serious.

Ye Zhou was forcefully dragged into the hospital by the boss, and he was released after a CT scan of his brain was confirmed to be all right.

Fine.

He also knew that the three carefully selected items were indeed a little exaggerated.

But if it is not so exaggerated, how can it be proved that they will definitely penetrate the center of the earth and lose to collapse.

If these three projects can make money, Ye Zhou will immediately stand upside down and drink vegetable juice for a whole year.

At this time, Ye Zhou didn't know that things like flags couldn't be left standing around.

……

Today is the day when the results of the second round of audits of Jingzhe Films Dream Incubation Park are announced.

Xu Wei got up early, picked out her most expensive formal suit from the closet and put it on, sat in front of the mirror and carefully put on a full makeup for herself.

She stared at herself in the mirror with exquisite makeup, cheering herself up in her heart while wearing earrings.

Although Xu Wei knew it well in her heart, nowadays there are so many talent shows, and the various talent shows have already made the audience feel fatigued, and they are no longer as popular as they were a few years ago.

The audience is already familiar with the routines of various talent shows, and it is difficult to regain the enthusiasm and freshness they once had.

Throughout this year, the major platforms seem to have held a lot of talent shows, but none of them really became popular.

The show failed to catch on, and the contestants who participated in the draft naturally disappeared quickly.

In such a big environment, Xu Wei clearly knew that the possibility of her proposed project being adopted was almost zero.

But she still doesn't want to give up. "Starlight Boy" is a program she has been planning since college. After graduating from university, in order to constantly improve this plan, Xu Wei went to several satellite TV stations, planned different programs, and continued to learn to fill herself.

Half a year ago, under everyone's ignorance, Xu Wei quit her promising job. With her little savings and "Starlight Boy", she decided to fight for her dream.

Xu Wei took a deep breath, waved her fist in front of the mirror, and said in a low voice, "After the first round of review, the second round must be fine!"

It's just that this kind of self-confidence didn't last long before it disappeared.

Xu Wei smiled wryly. Today, when talent shows are so sluggish, it's unexpected that "Starlight Boy" can pass the first round of Jingzhe review.

Talent shows are far from being comparable to ordinary small variety shows. If you want to stand out from the crowd of talent shows, you must not be shoddy. If you want to keep improving, you will inevitably be cumbersome and costly.

How could Xu Wei not be clear about such an uncertain project, the chance of passing the second trial is very slim.

Xu Wei sighed, smoothed the wrinkles on the shirt with her hands, picked up her bag and closed the door.

……

In an old-fashioned residential building next to a certain restaurant, a young man in his early twenties with a baby face was wearing a bow tie awkwardly.

The young man has curly hair, sleepy eyes, and impatience written all over his face.

He stretched out his feet and kicked several people who were lying on the ground, and said in a vicious voice: "Don't go to sleep, get up quickly, the results of the second audit are coming out today, you are still sleeping here for me!"

With his movements, the 'corpses' on the ground slowly came to life one by one.

"Brother Cheng, I didn't say it, but if you can pass the shit material you wrote, then the boss of Jingzhe must have been kicked in the head by a donkey."

Corpse No. [-], who was woken up by the kick, yawned and complained mercilessly.

As soon as he finished speaking, someone followed him immediately.

"Yeah, Pao Zhan is right. Brother Cheng, you are too honest. I don't even want to complain about being honest."

"We form a team to play professionally. When people ask you what industry you are in, you can even say that you run an Internet cafe. At least you have something to do with e-sports. But what about you, what are you writing about?"

As soon as Corpse No. [-] finished speaking, a fat man lying a little farther away answered immediately: "Brother Cheng wrote that he owns a restaurant and has decades of experience in restaurant management, hahahahaha..."

Before the fat man finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

The murderous look on the baby-faced young man was even stronger, kicking each of these three people on their buttocks.

"Fuck you, do you understand if you are realistic, what is there to be shameful, I hate deceiving people the most in my life."

"You think I'm willing to write like this, who the hell would have thought that it's just a matter of sleeping, and if you say time travel, you will time travel. What a ghost!"

The baby-faced youth scratched his hair, and the impatience on his face became even worse.

However, just as he finished speaking, another round of muffled laughter broke out in the room.

Just when the baby-faced young man could bear it no longer and was about to clean them up, he occupied the only sofa in the room, and the man who hadn't participated in their discussion all this time suddenly took off his blindfold.

"Anyway, it's good to be back."

The man's voice was low, with a bit of laziness just waking up, extremely sexy.

As these words fell, the muffled laughter in the room gradually stopped, falling into an unspeakable silence.

After a short silence, the fat man who was joking with the youth just now suddenly became hoarse: "Yes, Brother Cheng, we can play games together again in the future!"

The other two 'corpses' who were still lying on the ground also put away the laughing expressions just now, and their expressions became serious.

The two seemed to have remembered something, and their eye sockets were a little red.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back, you don't know, how many rolls of paper I used on the day you retired, I almost lost my eyes from crying, I thought we would never play together again..."

"Brother Cheng, don't think too much, it doesn't matter if you get Jing Zhe's investment or not, it's already a big surprise for us that you can come back, as long as we can compete with you, isn't it a start all over again? Brother is not afraid!"

The baby-faced young man was startled when he heard the words, and then he said unnaturally: "Is it disgusting, you guys!"

"You really have the face to say it! If it weren't for your sky-high liquidated damages, would I have signed up for this kind of dream incubator? Seeing the club raise its hands and let you go? Dreaming!"

"Okay, okay, it's almost time and I'll be leaving first, breakfast is on the table, you guys hurry up and eat it, don't eat it when it gets cold later, it's not good for your stomach."

After finishing speaking, the young man finally got his awkward tie tamed, and waved to the people in the living room. Just as he pressed the doorknob and was about to leave, he heard footsteps behind him.

The young man turned his head and found that the man who was lying on the sofa just now was standing behind him with a bag of hot soybean milk in his mouth.

"What are you doing?" the young man asked speechlessly.

The man smiled: "The captain is going out, so naturally I, the vice-captain, will go with me."

Although the young man's face was full of reluctance, but the man really followed him, but he didn't drive him back.

While waiting for the bus, the baby-faced young man's eyes slowly shifted to his hands.

These are beautiful, healthy hands that are... pain free.

One day in the future, he will use these hands to return to the familiar and beloved arena with his former teammates.

This is really, really good.

……

In a somewhat cheap hotel.

"Old He, are you ready?"

The man standing at the door talking was straight, with a handsome face, his brows and eyes were full of gentleness and elegance, and his temperament was calm. Just by looking at it, it was very easy to feel good.

The man he called Lao He was packing his backpack. He looked about 30 years old, tall and strong, and the thin shirt not only could not hide the muscle lines of his body, but added a bit of handsomeness to him.

"It will be ready soon!" He Feiyang responded to his old partner's words while speeding up the speed of packing things in his hands.

Liu Zhao waited left and right, and waited for nearly 10 minutes before He Feiyang came out. Looking at the approaching time, he had no choice but to go to the room to find him in person.

When he opened the door and went in, he found that He Feiyang was closing his eyes and clasping his hands together, chanting words without knowing what he was chanting.

It was only when Liu Zhao got closer that he heard what he was saying clearly.

"God bless me and Liu Zhao to successfully pass the second trial this time."

"God bless me and Liu Zhao to successfully pass the second trial this time."

"God bless……"

Sensing Liu Zhao's footsteps, He Feiyang opened his eyes, with a rare embarrassment on his rough face.

He Feiyang said a little nervously: "Azhao, what do you think is the chance of our movie passing the second round of review?"

Liu Zhao couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this question, he patted his old partner's shoulder lightly, and comforted him: "Don't be nervous, didn't we all agree before, we have worked hard to do the best we can do , so no matter what the result is, you must accept it calmly.”

"Just like back then, if that thing happened before our eyes again, I believe we would make the same choice back then, right, Old He?"

He Feiyang looked at Liu Zhao, and finally nodded after a long time.

"You are right. We have done the best within our ability. No matter what the result is, we can accept it calmly and have no regrets."

Seeing that the old friend had adjusted his mentality, Liu Zhao smiled, stretched out his hand to him, and pulled him up from the bed.

The atmosphere was no longer as heavy as before, and finally relaxed a bit.

"But Lao He, although I think there is nothing wrong with our movie itself, the quality is good enough, but..."

When Liu Zhao said this, his voice was a little uncertain.

"But what?" He Feiyang paused, and the tension on his face that had finally been eased tightened up again, waiting for his old friend to continue.

Liu Zhao hesitated for a moment, hesitated again and again, and decided to say it: "...But, are you sure there is no problem with the name of the movie? It doesn't look too good."

He Feiyang breathed a sigh of relief when he mentioned the name of the movie, patted his chest, and said confidently: "You can rest assured about this, the name will definitely not be a problem, although it sounds It is heavy, but there is vitality hidden under the heaviness, and it is even more catchy to read, and it is guaranteed to be unforgettable at a glance!"

Liu Zhao faintly felt that something was inappropriate, but seeing his old friend's confident appearance, he could only comfort himself silently. The name is not important, but the content is important.

Although the names are a bit ugly, they have inner beauty, they are gold, and they will shine sooner or later.

That's right, that's it.

The author has something to say:

Ye Zhou: "If it can make money, I'll drink vegetable juice for a year on my head!"

Outrageous trio: "Drink, drink a big cup, is it enough for a year, boss!"