Sweet wife has something to say: President, chat in the room

Chen Yuanchen picked up the courier and took a look: "Oh, it's the director, how about this, you go up with me." After Chen Yuanchen finished speaking, he also took the courier away. At this moment, Xiaoli remembered Yao Yuenan's words, and said "Hey!" Wanting to call Chen Yuanchen, Chen Yuanchen turned around and asked her: "Is there anything else?"

Seeing Chen Yuanchen stop, Xiaoli hurriedly said, "Well, Director Yao from the PR department called and told her to deliver this express mail to the president."

Hearing this, Chen Yuanchen felt a little puzzled: Why did the CEO's courier transfer to Director Yao to him?But he didn't think too deeply, so he raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiaoli: "I'm the special assistant to the president, are you stupid?"

Xiaoli felt stupid when he said that. When Chen Yuanchen asked again "Is there anything wrong?", she quickly shook her head: "It's okay, it's okay."

So Chen Yuanchen took the courier into the elevator.

Xiaoli watched Chen Yuanchen disappear, and thought: Although Director Yao ordered her to do that, but now that she meets Chen Tezhu, Chen Tezhu took it to the president, and Director Yao specially took it to the president. Is there any difference?No difference!Anyway, she didn't need to take the elevator to the 34th floor and hand it over to the president, hehe, it's okay, it's okay!

Chen Yuanchen went to the president's office with the courier and the receipt. Gong Zhuoxi was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed at this time, because there were a lot of backlogs in the previous week, so he basically dealt with them day and night in the past two days. Things, the itinerary was almost full from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm. After returning home, he had to continue to process documents in the study. One day he even held a transnational meeting across the ocean, because he took care of the time difference of the partner, He held meetings in the wee hours of the morning until the sky was dark.

In the past two days, his rest time is less than three hours, and his three meals are also disrupted in the busy schedule. Finally, he finished all the things today, so he has time to sit on the sofa and exercise. He is sore cervical spine.

When Chen Yuanchen came, he opened his eyes, listened to what Chen Yuanchen said, and signed his name on the receipt. Chen Yuanchen handed the receipt to the courier, and helped the courier press the elevator to go downstairs.

When he came back, the courier at the side didn't move at all, he saw Gong Zhuoxi started eating with the rice, and seeing Gong Zhuoxi seemed very hungry, Chen Yuanchen asked: "Boss, do you want to buy another box for you. "

Gong Zhuoxi shook his head, glanced at the courier: "Unpack."

"Okay." Chen Yuanchen responded, went to open the courier, and what he took out was the script: "President, it's the script sent by the crew."

Gong Zhuoxi glanced at the script and said nothing, but at this time Chen Yuanchen said to himself: "Hey, it's just a script, why did the girl at the front desk just say that Director Yao stopped the courier and asked her to deliver it herself? What's wrong with the script?"

Chen Yuanchen turned the pages, and Gong Zhuoxi didn't say a word, so Chen Yuanchen stood up in shock when he saw the finale: "Oh my god, the character of the boss and the character of Miss Qianxu are together in the end?"

"What? Bring it." Upon hearing Chen Yuanchen's shocking shout, Gong Zhuoxi's attention was attracted, and he took the script back from him. Gong Zhuoxi flipped through it, and finished reading the new script in three to four minutes. He smiled with satisfaction: "It seems that this director is quite good at doing things."

The shock came too fast like a tornado, Chen Yuanchen didn't have time to close his mouth for a while, seeing the BOSS very satisfied, he closed his mouth mechanically, and then swallowed.

When Gong Zhuoxi finished his meal in a hurry, his cell phone rang unexpectedly. Gong Zhuoxi saw that it was the director's call, and thought that the director was cleverly coming to ask for credit.

But now Gong Zhuoxi is in a good mood, so he answered the director's call casually.

But he didn't make a sound, and neither did the director, but there were some voices on the phone, and the voice gradually became clearer. Gong Zhuoxi listened, and it turned out that someone was talking to the director:

"You are sophistry, no, if this matter is not resolved today, don't expect us to continue filming tomorrow."

"The contract has been signed. If Brother Liu wants to breach the contract, he will have to pay liquidated damages."

"If you pay, you pay. Is our Qianyu like that kind of poor? We would rather break the contract than make such a script. If this drama is actually broadcast at that time, the impact on our Qianyu will not only be this money Money counts!"

On the other end of the phone, the director was silent.

Yesterday the director teased Xue Tong, Xue Tong wanted to terminate the contract, he readily agreed, after all Xue Tong is not the main character in this drama.

It’s not a big deal to hire another person or do more work, whether it’s changing people in the early stage, making up shots, or editing later.

But Lin Qianyu was different. Lin Qianyu was the heroine of this drama. When she was filming, she was never absent for a day.

This shows that her roles are so numerous and so important, if Lin Qianyu breaks the contract, yes, she can afford to pay the break fee, but the crew will still suffer huge losses.

That means the show is mostly for naught.

So he didn't dare to take this risk, and said "Break the contract, you break the contract." But at the same time, if Lin Qianyu wasn't allowed to break the contract, then the screenwriter would have to make concessions.

If they made concessions, the one he would offend would be Gong Zhuoxi, the president of the Gong Group.

These, no matter what the case is, are what the director does not want to see.

He unconsciously rubbed the phone in his hand, but accidentally touched the place where the phone was hung up. On Gong Zhuoxi's side, after the phone beeped, the call was cut off.

But he already knew what the director meant, and it was up to him to decide.

The corner of Gong Zhuoxi's mouth twitched, and he dialed back. The director's cell phone rang, which startled everyone. The director was so frightened that he almost couldn't hold the phone.

Seeing that it was Gong Zhuoxi's call, the director stood up and wanted to leave the room to listen, but as soon as Gong Zhuoxi connected, he said, "You turn on the speakerphone."

The director didn't leave now, he went back to the dining table and sat down, put his phone on the table, and turned on the speakerphone: "Mr. Gong, please tell me."

Among the three present, when they heard the word "Mr. Gong", Yao Yuenan's face changed drastically, the biggest change.

"This is done according to the screenwriter's script. If you think it's unfair, I'll explain it to you when I go back the day after tomorrow."

At this time Brother Liu sneered, he had been upset with Gong Zhuoxi for a long time, and when he heard Gong Zhuoxi's voice, he replied: "Such a bad drama, don't expect us to continue filming!"

"Can't you wait even one day?" Gong Zhuoxi's voice was cold, and the director looked at the phone, always hallucinating for a moment that his phone was probably going to freeze.

Naturally, Brother Liu was also frozen by Gong Zhuoxi's voice: "It's fine, we will continue to rest in Qianyu tomorrow, with so many plots, it's not like you don't have to film, this matter is not resolved, we Qianyu will not Play!"

"Whatever." After Gong Zhuoxi finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

"You!" Brother Liu wanted to say something, but he only saw that the originally dark screen turned on because the interface resumed after the call was hung up.

His words were stuck in his mouth, he couldn't speak, he was so full of gas, seeing the several plates of exquisite dishes on the table, he couldn't eat at all, got up and rushed away angrily.

One walked over here, and the director calmly took back his phone and patted the screenwriter on the shoulder. Yao Yuenan was fidgeting, thinking in his heart: Does the president know that she is involved in this matter?