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set.

Fu Sheng rushed back in a hurry, and saw the deputy director Chen Jinsheng guarding the door with a malicious smile on his face.

The little make-up artist whose name Fu Sheng couldn't even remember was hiding in the corner shaking his phone at Fu Sheng, winking.

The latest message she sent was: The producer is here, and he is having an emergency meeting with the director and screenwriter. I heard that there is pressure from capital, and the producer wants you to get the lunch immediately.

This is the second time this little make-up artist has reminded Fu Sheng. It is said that they are no more than nodding acquaintances. Her kindness surprised Fu Sheng, but it is not the time to reminisce with her. Chen Jinsheng has already blocked Fu Sheng before.

"Xiao Fu," Chen Jinsheng smiled symmetrically. It seems that the swollen face from the last time is almost healed. Let's go, why are you bothering?"

Chen Jinsheng got closer and closer, and had already crossed the comfortable social distance. Fu Sheng frowned subconsciously, and the strange smell that made people feel sick was wafting in the air again.

It is Alpha pheromone.

Those Alphas, relying on themselves, will not suffer no matter what, and never know how to cover up the pheromones on their bodies, especially when there are Omega present, the smell is even stronger, as if making people feel aggressive, it is one of their pheromones. The same source of pleasure.

very low.

"Oh," Chen Jinsheng sighed pretendingly, "you don't know what's going on, do you?"

"For the sake of our good relationship, let me tell you secretly that you've gotten into trouble." Chen Jinsheng said in a concerned tone, with a gloating look on his face, "The director wants to delete your scene."

Fu Sheng thought that Chen Jinsheng was an assistant director after all, so he could reveal some inside information, but that's the end?

"Host host, what's going on?" Xiao Wu was a little panicked.

Fu Sheng sneered in his heart, it really was that Young Master Chen.

Relying on how much money he had, he spread word in the circle to suppress a young actor, forcing others to have nowhere to go, and could only turn around and beg for his mercy with tears in his eyes.

WTF?It's unlucky for him to meet Fu Sheng.

Fu Sheng paused suddenly, and squinted his eyes to look at Chen Jinsheng who was wretchedly taking out his room card. Why does this look so familiar?

Is the family surnamed Chen in the world?

While thinking, Chen Jinsheng had already taken out the room card, and wanted to repeat the same trick and put it in Fu Sheng's hand. He whispered beside Fu Sheng at a volume that only two people could hear: "Don't be too shy when you need help, sir. place, don’t lose it.”

"The host is big, ignore him!" Xiao Wu was impassioned.

?If I remember correctly, this person surnamed Chen was the official match written by Xiaowu for Fu Shengyuan?

Xiao Wu: "Hahaha the host is joking again, how can my nonsense be regarded as official assignment?"

Fu Sheng raised his eyes and glanced at Chen Jinsheng, which made him startled.

"Assistant director, can you help me?" Fu Sheng bit the word deputy director very hard, full of sarcasm in his words, but Chen Jinsheng didn't seem to catch it. He looked at Fu Sheng as if he was in a daze.

I haven't seen her for a day or two, but Fu Sheng seems to be more beautiful. I can't tell the difference, but I feel that she is shining for no reason.

Fu Sheng pinched it with two fingers and pulled out the room card, as if he was pinching some garbage.

"Teacher Fu!" Xiang Wan, who was a few steps behind Fu Sheng, came late, and stopped Fu Sheng immediately.

Fu Sheng slapped his hand, feeling weirdly like being caught doing something bad.

blah-

The room card fell to the ground and Fu Sheng stepped on it with his foot. I don't know if Xiang Wan saw it.

Chen Jinsheng also saw Xiang Wan, and changed his face like a dog: "Teacher Xiang is back, why are you in front of Xiao Fu?"

"I happened to meet Mr. Fu at the door, so we came back together." Xiang Wan smiled slightly.

"I remember that you were in charge of today's filming task of Group D. Director Chen is amazing. Is this the end of today's filming task?"

Xiang Wan smiled and spoke directly to Chen Jinsheng's heart.

He doesn't know how to talk about drama at all, but he insists on talking about it. The actors in group D were pretty good at acting, but they were transferred/taught by Chen Jinsheng, and they completely collapsed.

Chen Jinsheng yelled with a loudspeaker, which was useless except to yell at the actor even more. He couldn't speak clearly when he was asked to speak, so he left after saying "you should reflect on yourself". The whole set was in chaos. I was anxious and angry.

People are addicted to vegetables, and I'm talking about people like Chen Jinsheng.

"I'll go and have a look." Chen Jinsheng was defeated by Xiang Wan's smile, and before leaving, he glanced at the room card that Fu Sheng had stepped on, and nodded slightly.

"Sister, is there something under your feet? Director Chen has been looking here?" Xiang Wan looked innocent.

"No, it's just a little rubbish." Fu Sheng smiled, kicked his foot, the room card slid into the distance, hit the wall and rebounded, just slipped into the broom and dustpan standing in the corner.

Xiang Wan laughed, this is really rubbish.Fu Sheng kicked decisively, so she had no choice but to pretend not to see it.

The door of the simple meeting room suddenly opened, and a group of three people came out. Director Han and Xie Budong were both known by Fu Sheng, and the remaining face should be the producer.

The producer is a woman of indeterminate age. She is well maintained. She walks up to Fu Sheng step by step in high-heeled shoes with flannelette tops.

"Are you Fu Sheng?" the producer asked.

Before Fu Sheng could answer, she smiled to herself, "It's you."

Her gaze was condescending, with pity that made Fu Sheng uncomfortable, as if only she was a god above her, and everyone else was just ants who surrendered at her feet.

"Good boy, go home and rest, you are too tired."

Xiao Wu: "??? What does she mean?"

Fu Sheng clicked his tongue in his heart, and asked Fu Sheng to take the lunch box, so she could speak in a high-sounding manner. Fu Sheng hated this kind of people who talk like clouds and mist.

"I disagree!"

Unexpectedly, it was Xie Budong who spoke first.

"My story is up to me. Fang Qiaohe cannot go offline." Xie Budong said firmly.

Xiang Wan turned his eyes and looked in Xie Budong's direction. He seemed to be very supportive of his sister.

"I really don't understand art," the producer sighed. "I'm a businessman, and a businessman has to look at money. The livelihood of dozens of people in the whole group depends on me, and sometimes I really don't care about a few people."

"Excuse me, is this very rare person talking about me?" Fu Sheng turned on the mic suddenly.

Director Han glared at Fu Sheng, she shouldn't have spoken on this occasion, since Fu Sheng's status is not enough to talk to the producer like this, the one next to her is not bad.

As if they had a tacit understanding, Xiang Wan took a step forward and took the producer's arm. They have cooperated several times, and they can be regarded as friends in the circle.

"Sister Yang, I'm tired too, and I want to take a vacation too." Xiang Wan limply pretended to protest.

"Don't make trouble, why are you on vacation? You are the lead actor!"

"Then sister Yang is eccentric? Let Teacher Fu take a vacation, but don't let me rest?"

Xiang Wan tilted her head, as if she really ignored the undercurrent in the air.

She didn't turn a blind eye, she just wanted to force some words that didn't make it to the table. According to the habits of this circle, if this matter passed in such a muddle-headed way, no one would invite Fu Sheng back in the future.

The producer sighed, and said to Fu Sheng: "Xiao Fu, you are a sensible child, aren't you?"

Fu Sheng smiled slightly: "I don't understand."

"What is Mr. Yang worrying about?"

"This..." Producer Yang was a little embarrassed, some words were not so pleasant to say clearly.

"Mr. Chen from Chen's clothing has some opinions on me, is that right?" Fu Sheng pointed out directly.

Producer Yang was silent.

"But as far as I know, Mrs. Chen didn't participate in the investment of our drama, right? If it's just a personal relationship, Mr. Yang, you don't have to take it so seriously. After all, you are a businessman, and you should put your interests first." Fu Sheng used Producer Yang's original words to block her.

"But..." The Chen family does have some influence in the capital world.

"But, are you so sure that you can bring benefits to everyone?" Director Han said.

"Yes." Fu Sheng nodded.

"I guess the top management decided to adopt the production mode of filming and broadcasting at the same time. It was originally aimed at prolonging the initial stage of broadcasting, flexibly changing the direction of the plot with reference to audience feedback, and making full use of the topicality of the script and actors to strive for the highest income."

After saying this, Fu Sheng stopped to observe everyone's reactions. Director Han frowned slightly, but Mr. Yang had a flash of appreciation in his eyes, while screenwriter Xie Budong was expressionless.

It's no wonder that in the current film and television environment, the screenwriter's right to speak is often suppressed by the director or producer, and he is almost reduced to a tool man.However, it is clear that the screenwriter is the basis for a good or bad story.

"Go ahead." Producer Yang nodded kindly at Fu Sheng.

"I can guarantee that according to Mr. Xie's revised script, the character arc of Fang Qiaohe will become a highlight of "The Empress", which will generate considerable popularity and revenue, and even help our drama to a higher level. Of course," Fu Sheng paused, smiling like a fox, "all of this is based on my role as Fang Qiaohe."

"Hahahahaha," Producer Yang also laughed in response to the occasion, "Mr. Xiao Fu is very ambitious."

"However, there is no basis for words."

Producer Yang's attitude softened.She was looking for evidence from Fu Sheng, which meant that at least what Fu Sheng said aroused her interest.

It seems that the face of the so-called Yang family is not that great. In front of real money, who is friendship with you?

"Mr. Yang, I still have a part in the next episode. You can observe the audience's reaction. Whether I will leave or stay will depend on your words." Fu Sheng issued a military order for himself.

"In that case, I can only look forward to Master Xiao Fu's wonderful performance."

Producer Yang stretched out his right hand, Fu Sheng held it confidently, his palm was warm and dry.

"Of course, Mr. Fu, let's take a two-day training for now, and let me show you there."

Producer Yang blinked his eyes, showed a playful smile, then quickly restrained himself, and raised his ladylike face again, as if nothing had happened.

"Looking forward to the good news from Teacher Xiao Fu." Producer Yang waved his hands, stepping on her rare pair of velvet high heels without looking back.

The soft summer wind blows Yang Zhipian's linen cardigan, like a tired bird flapping its wings, stepping into the sound of cicadas.

"Her name is Yang Xiangping, and she is an excellent producer." Xiang Wan stood side by side with Fu Sheng at some point, and looked towards the direction Yang Xiangping left with her.

"Really?" Fu Sheng said softly.

"Sister..." Xiang Wan looked at Fu Sheng's profile.

He was clearly in a dangerous situation where his life was hanging by a thread, and he had just made a huge bet with someone that was related to his career. Fu Sheng should have been tense like a fully drawn bow at this time, but it happened to be ambiguous. The bright sky cast a gentle phantom on her profile.

It's like strolling in a garden.

"Teacher Xiang, do you trust me?" Fu Sheng asked.

"of course."

"Then wait for me to come back."