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In fact, I really want to meet someone for the first time, and it would be better to have a meal together, but since they didn't bring him to meet him, it's probably inappropriate.
After breakfast, I finally went from the second floor to the third floor again.
The scene of Yingying and Yanyan yesterday is gone here, but it is not deserted at all.
A certain person is still in the moon-white men's ancient costume from yesterday. He clearly looks like a foreigner, leaning on the soft couch, wearing that suit, he doesn't even give people the feeling of peacekeeping at all.
Still surrounded by fragrance.
However, there is only one person snuggling by her side at this time, Chen Qing, whom she knows. A few days ago, when the man arrived, she was the one who notified her and gave her a scolding, asking her to take care of it. She was very vicious and said Don't scare people with a ghostly look.
Furthermore, on the other side of the man, across a small mahogany table with books, tea sets and snacks, there were three other girls sitting kneeling.
At first glance, it is obviously not as high-quality as yesterday's group of Yingying Yanyan.
Just beautiful girls too.
Seeing her coming, the man waved his hand.
Obediently leaned over again.
Chen Qing, who thought it was difficult to talk, gave her the seat with a smile. A waitress quietly stepped forward, took off her shoes, and leaned against him again.
Almost instinctively, I really want to just lean on his chest and squint for a while.
It's a pity that it is obviously not suitable now.
The man put his arms around her and waved his hands to the other three girls. The three girls approached with a smile, but because there was a square table on the other side of the man, they could only squeeze together at the lower legs.
"It's not easy to find it for you," the man said strangely, first he caught the face of a young girl who had just taken the opportunity to get close to him, raised it frivolously for a moment, and then looked at her: "What do you think?" Who is this?"
She is not a fool, of course she understands, looking at the little girl who is still trying to please the flushed face, she tentatively asked: "Jin Suo?"
"Well, she is Jinsuo."
Then came the second one.
She only took one look, and realized again that although she didn't have Jiang Anqi's softness, she was still dressed in an ancient costume at this time, obviously a little more dignified.
"This is Ziwei."
"That's right," Simon said with a smile, "She's from Taiwan. Although she's just a newcomer, she can be used as a gimmick in the future." He pointed to the last one, with big eyes, obviously revealing an aura: " This is Little Swallow."
She nodded along.
There was no displeasure at all that some of her previous work was wasted because of his direct designation, and she also pretended not to know that the three girls in front of her were only wearing a layer of ancient costumes and were obviously hollow inside.
He can do anything.
I can't help but wonder if he hasn't disembarked since yesterday.
The man obviously didn't care about her thoughts. After appointing the three women at will, he said: "I have found the male actors for you, but I'm not interested in seeing them. You can go and see them yourself when you have time."
Nod again.
Looking at the three girls who were still kneeling at his feet, he couldn't help but think of the song from yesterday.
That sentence.
The bamboo horse went to find the bamboo horse.
Ah.
It was obviously just a joke, someone couldn't be straighter.
After the man finished speaking, he seemed to have finished his day's work. He picked up a book on the small mahogany table next to him, opened it, and gestured to the girl who played the golden lock who was closest to him, and gestured to a plate of melon seeds on the small table. Next, the girl obediently stepped forward and began to help peel the melon seeds.
Then he raised his legs to the other two women, and they began to beat his legs lightly.
Very interpretive appearance.
What a gentleman.
I muttered a sentence in my heart, but couldn't help but gently leaned closer, and asked carefully: "What book do you read?"
The man flipped the cover to her.
"Shushan Swordsman Biography".
Of course I know that this is a fairy-tale novel written by Huanzhu Zhuzhu during the Republic of China. A teacher once talked with you as an anecdote when I was in college. It can be said that many of Jin Yong's martial arts novels can find the shadow of "The Legend of Shushan Swordsman".
Thinking of the "Dragon and Babu" that the man specially asked Jinshu to set up a project, obviously, he must also like this "Legend of the Swordsman in Shushan" very much.
So I had nothing to say again: "It is said that it is a wonderful book, do you plan to make a TV series too?"
"Of course not. It's too long, and the TV series can't be finished. Of course it's a movie."
She turned her head around, feeling that something was wrong.
On the contrary, the little girl who helped him peel the melon seeds seemed to get some kind of joke, so she smiled slightly.Obviously a little deliberate, trying to attract his attention.
From her angle, you can just see into the girl's collar.
He just looked back silently.
The man also seemed to be more interested, and while turning a page in the book in his hand, he said: "In two years, if it is suitable, I plan to make a trilogy. Fierce battles in the air, sword qi crisscrossing, what a spectacular sight."
She didn't have the boy's martial arts dream, and said, "It must be very expensive."
"It's not expensive. In China, according to the specifications of Zhang's "Hero" this time, it only costs about 3000 million U.S. dollars."
She hasn't said much yet, the three girls on the other side are all speechless, and the big-eyed girl who was squeezed at his feet sighed: "That's 2.5 million yuan, and China will definitely not be able to recover the cost."
She immediately thought so too.
It's just that, somewhat displeased with the big-eyed girl's aggressive talk.
"As long as it is done well, it should be no problem to get [-] million yuan in China, and then the entire Asian region, Hong Kong, Macao, Taiwan, Japan, South Korea, Singapore and other places, if the distribution is done well, it can sell another [-] million yuan. Finally, Europe and the United States If you collect a little bit, you will probably be able to make a profit.”
This time it was the turn of a Taiwanese girl to grab the conversation: "But, Mr. Westeros, you can only make very little money this way?"
He is obviously very patient: "In making movies in Hollywood, an average profit margin of 15% has been achieved for many years, which is already a very high level, and most of them are between profit and loss. In addition, the key is a steady stream of water. "
The big-eyed girl saw that the man was very kind to them, and flattered her again: "The profit margin of the film produced by Daenerys Entertainment must be far more than 15%, right?"
"Yeah, because I'm very powerful."
The girls chuckled in unison.