"The work I do?!" Ye Shuang pondered for a moment, then smiled: "Maybe I will have some contact with Boss Mo."
"oh?!"
Boss Mo asked casually, but he didn't expect to get such an answer. At first, he thought this little girl didn't paint herself as enchanting as young people nowadays, and thought she was a generous and well-behaved child. Could it be that he was wrong? !
However, if the other party really wants to enter the entertainment industry, such qualifications are indeed good. He has looks and temperament, and if he is marketed as a goddess, some people will definitely buy it.
Boss Mo's mind raced a few times, but he didn't say much. Seeing that Ye Shuang had no intention of continuing for the time being, he smiled and raised his hand to lead everyone into the villa: "Eat first, sit down and talk slowly after dinner." .”
Mr. Mo is also waiting in the villa. He is an elder and he is old. It would be polite to wait for everyone to come back before having dinner together. There is a big long table in the dining room of the villa. Except for the two old people who are sitting at the top, the rest of the table is Several people sat down on both sides. The first person on the left was Boss Mo, the second person was Mo Xiaoxia, and naturally Ye Shuang and Ye Xiaodi were on the other side.
Little brother Mo was only a little over three years old. A small table was set up next to the two old people. No one fed him. He put a bunch of food in there and a nanny was taking care of him. He took a spoon and messed it up. Anyway, he just wanted soup and water. As long as the water doesn't splash onto the dining table.
Clothing, food, housing and transportation can best reflect a person's personality and temperament. Mr. Mo is a rational and self-disciplined type with strong restraint. It is obvious that he likes to eat meat but he imposes restrictions on his own food intake. He eats the most vegetables even if he completes the task. It seems Be intentional about your nutritional intake.
The old lady ate slowly and evenly. She took turns picking up food from each plate without showing any particular preference. She ate one meal at a time like a lady, each mouthful of food was not much, and she had to wrap it in her mouth and chew it before swallowing it. .
Boss Mo followed his own preferences. His taste probably followed his father's preference for meat, but he was not as restrained as the old man. He would eat whatever dish he thought was delicious.
Mo Xiaoxia ate whatever the old lady gave her, and basically didn't touch anything except the few dishes in front of her.
Little Brother Ye... forget it, this one is on the same level as Little Brother Mo.
Ye Shuang frowned. It was not easy to educate his younger brother in other people's homes, so he buried his head and pretended not to notice.
She didn't know that when she was observing others, the Mo family was also secretly observing her. Mr. Mo and Mrs. Mo both had sharp eyes for seeing people, but they still couldn't recognize the alien nature of Ye Shuang. The two elders only thought that the little girl's manners were very standard, her posture was also very elegant, and her behavior was not stiff and very natural. , it can be seen that everyone has brought up a lady-like style, but the strange thing is that the children of such families actually have a lot of appetite.
It looks like an elegant and soothing rhythm, but if you look closely, you can see that Ye Shuang has eaten a lot...
After eating, the table was removed and tea was served. Mr. Mo took his great-grandson upstairs, while the others moved to the living room to continue what they had talked about before.
Ye Shuang checked the time on her phone and smiled: "Boss Mo hasn't seen Luo Tianwang's new movie yet, right?!"
Boss Mo's face suddenly darkened, not because he thought Ye Shuang was rude, but mainly because Luo Mingxin had become a worry for him recently, and he would feel heartbroken no matter who mentioned it.
Old Mrs. Mo was curious: "Is it the one your partner played? I went to the dance party with that young man yesterday. He's so handsome and has a good personality. It would be great if my Xiaoxia's future boyfriend is half as good as him."
"Grandma~" Mo Xiaoxia pouted and coquettishly said.
Boss Mo held his stomach, feeling even more upset. The other Ye Shuang was just as annoying as Luo Mingxin, especially after what he did yesterday. Now Boss Mo feels sick in his stomach when he thinks of this person, especially His family members all had such a good impression of him, which immediately made Boss Mo feel depressed and lonely, like everyone else was drunk and I was alone.
"Mom, I'm going to talk to Miss Ye about some work matters. Luo Mingxin's new album just happened to be delivered and placed in the video room. If you and Xiaoxia are interested, you can check it out." Boss Mo said.
Women in the Mo family don't interfere with men's work. After all, women are emotional and sometimes interrupt according to their own preferences, so it's usually fine, but if Boss Mo or Mr. Mo says something, no matter how good they are to a person. I won’t insist on listening.
Old Mrs. Mo glared at Boss Mo angrily, grabbed Mo Xiaoxia's hand and walked upstairs. As she walked, she hummed in a low voice: "I'm so old. Even my own son despises me. Xiaoye is better, she's good-looking, sensible and gentle... "
Boss Mo couldn't help but send the two women upstairs. Ye Shuang also smiled and sent his younger brother away: "Be good, let's go play in the yard."
Little Brother Ye was really heartbroken. It was already dark and he was still having fun. Besides, it was just a yard and he was not a dog...
After everyone cleared the place, Ye Shuang took out his notebook without any nonsense, looked at the screen and typed on the keyboard and said: "I also know a little about the situation in Boss Mo's company. Your current situation is probably not optimistic. Miaoyi is almost Monopolizing domestic resources, although the theater chains have not yet swallowed them up, almost all good screenwriters and directors have gone to them... "
Boss Mo was surprised. He originally thought that the little girl was going to tell him about joining the entertainment industry, but he didn't expect that it didn't feel like that as soon as the other party opened her mouth.
"The problem of a good director is easier to solve. You can't monopolize this wonderful art. After all, if you want to keep people, you have to make movies. Although there are many good books about wonderful art, it is impossible for everyone to start filming together. At most, it is We shoot more than ten movies a year, including one or two that are the highlight, four or five that are less focused on gaining fame and ratings, and the rest is almost just practice.”
After sorting out the information, Ye Shuang turned to Boss Mo. A table came into his eyes clearly: "Actually, you can also see that although Miaoyi has strong funds, they can't divide it with manpower. They are stuck. The main thing is the script... The source of the conflict between you and Luo Tianwang also lies in the script. He wants to make a good film and be the protagonist, but you don't. You also want to keep the script, but Miaoyi has all the good screenwriters in its hands, so you also can not receive."
Boss Mo stared at the table listed on the computer. It was not that he didn't know that the situation was serious, but it was a completely different shock to just rely on an impression and see the comparison directly.
Making film and television works is just such a process. Receive the script, hire a director, finalize the cast, attract investors, produce, promote, distribute... Everything else can be solved. Boss Mo is not without connections, but this process has been stuck from the beginning. Well, without a good script, no matter how many resources he has at hand, he can't put it to use.
"What do you want to say?" Boss Mo frowned and moved his gaze from the screen to Ye Shuang's face. After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly realized: "Do you mean you can come up with a good script by yourself?!"
"I can't come up with a good script, and I don't have the time." Ye Shuang shook her head. She couldn't possibly spend her time on making up stories. Even though there was indeed a lot of development and evolution history of alien culture in the inherited memory, it was necessary to Modify the background, and secondly, you can’t afford a company’s consumption by just writing stories on your own.
The tree attracts the wind, let alone that she can't write stories for Tianmo Media all year round. Even if she is really willing to change to this path, with more than ten scripts a year, how can she explain that she has so many sudden whims? !
"I haven't formally introduced you before, Mr. Mo. Actually, I am a headhunter." Ye Shuang closed the computer, folded his hands on his knees and straightened his body, saying: "I can't come up with a good script, but I can find a good screenwriter for you. … Numerous, various types, inexhaustible.”
Boss Mo: "..."
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No one else knew what Ye Shuang and Boss Mo were talking about. Even the nanny was sent back to her room.
After Ye Shuang returned with his younger brother who was full of cold wind in the yard, Mr. Mo heard that the driver had sent him away, so he took his great-grandson down from the second floor. Then he saw his son holding his cell phone with his head down. Looking at something.
"What did you talk about?" Mr. Mo let the little boy go and let the nanny take him to play. He told him to go to bed at nine o'clock, and then he sat down in front of his son and asked.
Boss Mo raised his head, his expression changed strangely for a while, and then he pushed the phone in front of Mr. Mo: "Dad, what do you think of this novel?"
"Internet novel?" Mr. Mo frowned: "The characters are too small to read clearly. Just tell me what's going on."
Boss Mo nodded and collected his thoughts before speaking: "Miss Ye told me that this is a script that Luo Mingxin is optimistic about. He bought the film and television adaptation rights himself and prepared to film it, but he never found the right actor... I originally I don’t really like these online novels. As you know, the words written in them at the beginning were all gibberish, such as the protagonist got some magical weapon, changed the world, and became the most beautiful person in the world. Only unrealistic people will support it... "
"All industries are like this at the beginning." Mr. Mo doesn't read online novels, but he understands the market: "An emerging industry is all exaggerated at the beginning, because it is a new thing, so when it comes to sensationalism, everyone blindly worships and Support. Then comes criticism. After the mystery of this industry is revealed, customers begin to transform themselves into experts and blindly criticize to show their expertise. Finally, there is precipitation, and everyone naturally accepts it and rationally judges the authenticity and quality. …”
For example, take TV commercials. At first, everyone believed or followed them without any judgment. But after the enthusiasm subsided, they began to denounce them as false. It was not until the novelty finally faded and everyone regarded this matter as ordinary that they started to criticize it. Able to judge objectively.
The same is true for online novels. In the first stage, everyone loves novice writers, in the second stage, they are critical, and it is not until the end that they become a mature group. (To be continued)