"What, Director Shao Yifu! Have you made an appointment?" The security guard paid more attention when he heard this, and he didn't seem to be lying when he saw Zhao Chen's expression. With a mentality that he would rather believe him than believing, the security guard gave Zhao Chen a respectful title, which shows Shao Yifu's status here.

"have!"

"Then you sit inside first, Mr. Shao Yifu usually comes over on time."

The security guard quickly moved away, welcomed Zhao Chen into a genuine leather sofa inside, and enthusiastically brewed a cup of hot tea for Zhao Chen. The change in attitude before and after made Zhao Chen a little stunned.

"I hope Mr. Jin is calling Shao Yifu, otherwise the basket would be thrust into pieces and he would be swept out of the house." Zhao Chen was drinking tea while praying silently, praying that his luck would be on his side, otherwise he would be treated more "good"ly.

On the other hand, after seeing Zhao Chen say a few words to the security guard, the security guard greeted him respectfully, making her subconsciously think that she could enter and exit the TV station at will, so she walked out of the corner and wanted to enter.

"Is there anything you have to do?" The security guard looked at the clothes Wen Biyu was wearing and asked, with a little contempt in his eyes.

"I want to go in!" Wen Biyu said quietly with her head down.

"Why can anyone enter? It is strictly forbidden for idle people to enter."

"Ah, how could he get in?" Wen Biyu was startled. The facts and imagination were obviously very different. She was surprised and then pointed to Zhao Chen who was sitting on the sofa and turned his back to her.

The security guard looked at Wen Biyu strangely, then said, "He is different from you. He made an appointment with Director Shao Yifu today. You understand now!"

"Director Shao Yifu!" Wen Biyu felt her head was in chaos. Shao Yifu naturally knew that she was the biggest brand in the film and television industry in Xiangjiang, so she naturally would not know. But she just couldn't figure out why Zhao Chen could meet Mr. Shao Yifu, and it seemed impossible for the two to have an intersection!

"Okay, this is not the place you should come!" The security guard stretched and seemed a little lazy. It was a test of a person's patience to watch the door here every day.

Wen Biyu hesitated for a moment, and finally turned around and left. However, in her heart, Zhao Chen was as mysterious as she was shrouded in fog, which aroused her increasingly curiousness.

Zhao Chen did not notice Wen Biyu's actions. He thought it was someone else. Anyway, he thought these were all things that had nothing to do with him.

He was still sitting on the sofa and reading the newspaper. During this period, staff members entered the Xiangjiang TV and Broadcasting Company, including several people wearing suits and similar to senior executives, but none of them took the initiative to chat with Zhao Chen. Under such circumstances, Zhao Chen suddenly became a little nervous. Who did Jin Yong call him at that time?

At this moment, the security guard at the door became particularly respectful, and he welcomed an old man and a middle-aged woman into Zhao Chen.

"Director Shao, did this Azai make an appointment with you in the morning?" The security guard pointed at Zhao Chen and asked the old man carefully.

Shao Yifu looked up and down at Zhao Chen, frowned slightly, and shook his head slightly.

Although Shao Yifu's movements were light, they seemed like a bolt from the blue to the security guard and Zhao Chen. Their expressions suddenly became ugly. Zhao Chen complained in his heart about Jin Yong who was the one he made the appointment; while the security guard cursed in his heart that it was a small loss of face and it would be a tragic loss of this job, which made him look at Zhao Chen extremely unkind.

"I dare to lie, but why don't I leave quickly!"

Just when the security guard was maliciously trying to force Zhao Chen out of the TV station, the middle-aged woman standing next to Shao Yifu looked up and down after looking at Zhao Chen for a while, suddenly shouted: "Ah, what's your name?"

Zhao Chen was a little nervous at first. After all, no matter who was still calm under the security guard's question, let alone Shao Yifu's unkind gaze next to him. But when the middle-aged woman was talking, Zhao Chen looked at her carefully without realizing her eyes, and her eyes suddenly lit up. The middle-aged woman had clean and neat short hair, which looked extremely smart. Being able to follow Shao Yifu, it is also likely that she is a senior executive of Xiangjiang TV and Broadcasting Company. The woman's identity is about to emerge. If it weren't for Fang Yihua, who else could be? Could it be that Jin Yong had made an appointment with her?

"This should be Ms. Fang Yihua. You can call me Zhao Chen. Mr. Jin Yong asked me to come here. But before coming, I was a little negligent and did not ask who Mr. Qing whom Jin Yong had made an appointment. However, the boy thought of the friendship between Mr. Jin Yong and Daheng, so he privately decided to report Daheng Shao's name. The boy dared to ask again, was Mr. Jin Yong a Ms. Fang Yihua?"

Zhao Chen said this appropriately, and Shao Yifu's bad gaze immediately disappeared without a trace. He and Jin Yong are indeed good partners, because as long as Jin Yong's martial arts novel is adapted into a TV series, it has always been a guarantee of ratings!

As for Fang Yihua next to him, a bright smile appeared on her face and said with a kind look: "Yes, Master Jin Yong did call me in the morning, but he didn't expect to be so young! I'm afraid there is something very important when you come to me, so let's go to my office to talk in detail!"

Fang Yihua did not look down on Zhao Chen at all, at least on the surface, she is usually a versatile person, not to mention that Zhao Chen or Jin Yong called to meet him personally.

Zhao Chen nodded, followed closely behind Fang Yihua, and walked towards the office where Fang Yihua was under the tranquil gaze of the security guard.

When passing a corridor, the old tycoon Shao greeted Zhao Chen and walked into his office.

In Fang Yihua's office, Zhao Chen sat on the sofa below, holding a cup of tea made by the secretary in his hand, and occasionally teared up, looking at everything in the room.

This is a room of about 30 square meters. The overall decoration is simple and simple, and it is not inferior.

Fang Yihua was sitting on an office chair at this time and sorted out the documents scattered on the desk. These were originally supposed to be the work of the secretary, but Fang Yihua has always done it himself to prevent the outflow of important information.

Today, Fang Yihua is already the distribution manager of the TVB station and has the right to choose or change TV programs. She is also well-known in the industry because of her unique and wise eyes.

"Ah, I wonder what happened to me when I came here to find me this time?" Fang Yihua leaned on the back of the chair and asked Zhao Chen, who was sitting opposite him, with obvious curiosity in her eyes.

"Ms. Fang, you will understand after reading this!" Zhao Chen stood up and placed the file bag in his hand on the desk in front of Fang Yihua.

Fang Yihua looked at Zhao Chen strangely, but did not say anything else. Instead, he opened the file bag a little carelessly and pulled out the thick manuscript paper.

After just taking a few glances, Fang Yihua couldn't help but look up at Zhao Chen with a strange expression. She never expected that the boy in front of her would give her a TV drama script. However, she did not say anything else, but continued to focus on the script.

The more Fang Yihua looked down, her originally somewhat contemptuous expression was gradually replaced by solemnity. It was not that the script in front of her was too poorly written. On the contrary, even she had to praise her in her heart. The script was written in very detailed and some were portrayed in images, which could be said to give her a strong sense of substitution, as if the story inside happened in front of her. Just reading the script had a potential for a big hit.

After Fang Yihua finished reading the last page, she rarely showed an unfulfilled feeling on her face. Due to the sense of substitution, she could not feel the passage of time when reading the script. When she looked up at the clock hanging on the wall, she was shocked to find that three full hours had passed. Moreover, during these three hours, luck happened to stand on Zhao Chen's side, and no one came in during this period.

Immediately, Fang Yihua looked at Zhao Chen sitting in front of him and found that Zhao Chen didn't know what he was writing. The ballpoint pen in his right hand was quickly written in an extremely simple frequency, and he dropped the pretty handwriting on the snow-white paper. However, when Fang Yihua was trapped in the script, Zhao Chen knew that it was impossible to finish the appreciation in a short time, so he had to "borrow" a few pieces of A4 paper to write novels without notifying Fang Yihua in order to complete today's work in advance.

Zhao Chen didn't know that Fang Yihua had read the script of "Shanghai Bund", and was still writing quickly with his head down as before.

Fang Yihua first glanced at Zhao Chen strangely, came straight from the seat and looked at the beautiful characters.
Chapter completed!