Dong Tiansheng turned over two pages of the script and asked, "Did this script be written by Gong Nanbei?"

"Well, but I don't know if it was Gong Nanbei, I haven't verified it in detail yet."

"How is the book?"

"It looks good, unlike all the previous scripts. The protagonist in this script is flesh and blood! Like a real person!"

Dong Tiansheng nodded and said, "You go down first, I'll take a look at the notebook first, and I'll give you news after reading it."

"Why"

The general manager agreed and turned around and left.

......

When Cheng Haiyuan returned to his work station, Brother Zhang had just finished his meal. He picked his teeth with a toothpick and asked, "Is it that the cafeteria eats mutton today, why didn't I see you going down to eat?"

Cheng Haiyuan said with a smile on his face: "I just discovered a good book, which is "Bright Sword" you gave me by Brother Zhang! I will show it to the editor-in-chief. The editor said it is good, I will become a regular next month!"

Brother Zhang's movements instantly frozen, then turned to look at Cheng Haiyuan and said, "Return to regular next month? You, haven't you just been here for half a month?"

"Yes! Thank you Brother Zhang for this! You gave me this opportunity. After get off work in the evening, I will treat Brother Zhang to dinner!"

"Ah? Hahaha! Well, those scripts are useless to old screenwriters like me, but they are still useful to you new screenwriters! Hahahahahahaha"

Although Brother Zhang said that, he was already so jealous that he was almost crazy! He suddenly felt like his belongings were taken away!

How can it be useless to choose a good script? If this script is really adopted, then the bonus alone will be a lot of money!

Cheng Haiyuan didn't know what Brother Zhang was thinking, but instead started working again and picked up a new script.

And this time the script he got was "My Leader, My Group"!

......

As soon as Dong Tiansheng finished reading the script of "Bright Sword", the general manager of the editorial department knocked in with excitement and said, "Mr. Dong! There is also a script from Gong Nanbei! And the quality is also very high!"

After saying that, he placed the script in his hand at Dong Tiansheng's desk, which was "My Leader, My Group"!

Dong Tiansheng rubbed his head. He had guessed that Gong Nanbei is Gong Nanbei of the North Studio!

The quality of this script, coupled with this high productivity speed, only that person can write it!

He rubbed his head and fell silent for the first time.

If you really offend such a person, it will definitely be your own doomsday after he rises!

But equally, if such a person is allowed to grow up, he will definitely be a big concern in the future!

"Lingling!"

Suddenly a ringtone woke him up. It was his cell phone.

When he saw the caller ID clearly, his expression couldn't help but become serious. He hurriedly answered: "Leader"

"Born, a friend of mine told me that two good scripts were delivered to Fengtian, one was called "Bright Sword" and the other was called "My Leader My Group"! Will it be convenient to bring it to me and take a look?"

"It's inconvenient, I'm sure you can't hide it. Both scripts are on my desk, so I'll send someone to you right away."

"Hey, I'm just asking nonsense, hahaha, if there is a suitable script, you have to report it, and the top is urging you."

"Hey hey hey"

Seeing that Mr. Dong, who was usually extremely majestic, speak in this tone, the general manager already knew who the other party was!

This is one of Fengtian’s backers, an old cadre who retired!

After Dong Tiansheng hung up the phone, he looked at the two scripts on the table and fell into silence.

Four or five minutes later, Dong Tiansheng suddenly laughed.

The general manager beside him was frightened, afraid that he would be fired tomorrow because he stepped into the company first with his left leg.

Dong Tiansheng picked up the script on the table and handed it to him and said, "Arrang to the first guesthouse."

"Why"

The manager reached out to take the script and turned around and left. After waiting for him to leave, Dong Tiansheng chuckled and shook his head, "Han Jun is Han Jun, great! You helped me with multiple choice questions! You can actually ask Mr. Hu, I really want to know what price you paid!"

He let out a sigh of relief and suddenly felt that he felt much more relaxed. At least he didn't have to do multiple-choice questions anymore, and someone made a choice for him.

He walked to the desk and sat down, picked up his cell phone and dialed Sun Dake's phone.

"Dududududu, hey? Mr. Dong, have you made a decision?"

"Well, Mr. Sun, after the decision of our board of directors, we Fengtian will remain silent about the matter of North and South Studios."

"Mr. Dong, have you really considered it clearly? If you don't target the North and South Studios now, you will undoubtedly let the tiger go back to the mountain! Think about how many years have you only been established in North and South Studios? You can achieve your current achievements in five years, and recently, Han Jun has joined! In another two years, can we still deal with it?"

Dong Tiansheng smiled and said, "It is a good thing to make the cake bigger together."

"Mr. Dong! You should have seen the contract of North and South Studios. When they have their own theaters and expand their scale! Han Jun is in charge of the network channel resources. Can those artists not be moved? He is equivalent to digging our corners!"

Sun Dake was still trying his best to persuade Dong Tiansheng, because he knew that without Dong Tiansheng's help, Tianyu would not be able to suppress the North and South Studios with only Tianyu!

"Well, if that day really comes, I can only say that Fengtian doesn't treat the artists enough. Everyone is human, and no one has the right to stop the other party from rushing to a better future."

After Dong Tiansheng finished speaking, he exchanged a few more greetings and hung up the phone directly. Then he called Shan Lan's Cui Zhi to express his position.

After all these two calls were made, he looked out the window, but thought in his mind that it would take a few years to start a new building nearby, and maybe the scale would be higher than Fengtian...

The general manager of the editorial department handed over the task of sending the script to Cheng Haiyuan. The boy discovered two scripts of Gong Nanbei in a row. In addition to his ability, luck was also indispensable, so the general manager handed over the task to him directly, hoping that he could bring good luck to the company.

...

The size of Yanjing No. 1 Guesthouse is not large, with only three floors up and down, including a parking lot in front and a garden courtyard in the back. If the area is calculated, the area covers an area of ​​more than 5,000 square meters.

But not everyone can come here. Those who can come here for dinner, treats, and find people are often people with very identities.

After getting off the car, Cheng Haiyuan looked at the signboard of the First Guesthouse for a long time and didn't dare to go in.

He is just an intern editor and never expected that such a big thing would fall on him. Isn’t this kind of thing usually handed over to the seniors of the PR department?

He stood at the door to adjust his breathing, clenched his fists and kept cheering himself up.

The security guard at the door looked at his fists clenched with both hands and subconsciously took out the baton...
Chapter completed!