Chapter 572: Money collection weapon (2)

When leaving the director of Cao Hao, Xue Xiaohan suddenly asked curiously, "Boss, why do you want Director Cao to be the assistant director of those young directors? If you keep him by your side, maybe it would be more suitable, right? Wouldn’t it be great that it can help you and learn things?

Tang Xiaoxiao smiled helplessly, "Xiaohan, you still can’t tell people’s hearts. People have self-esteem. I was brought out by Director Cao before, but now I have to let him sit under me as an assistant to the director. If you spread it, do you think he can afford to lose this face? Can I wipe this face away? Instead of that, I might as well put him under the hands of other directors. I don’t know him anyway. What he learns is the American way of filming. , Spread it out, and win a good reputation for being shameless in asking."
Xue Xiaohan was embarrassed and stuck out his tongue.
This movie (The King of Ability) is obviously longer than the previous movie’s production cycle, but even so, the production of this movie was completed before June at Tang Xiaoxiao’s extraordinary speed. Herring Entertainment is quickly preparing to show it in major theaters.
At 9:30 in the morning, Tang Xiaoxiao, who was still in the office dealing with the affairs of the four major groups, was awakened by a rapid knock on the door. Before she could speak, Xue Xiaohan had pouted and sneaked in with an unhappy expression. "Boss, this morning at ten o'clock is the premiere of the movie (The King of Abilities). If you, the great director, don't go, I'm afraid it won't make sense, right?"
Tang Xiaoxiao smiled bitterly, "Well, if it weren't for you to mention this matter, I would almost forget it. Before, whether I knew it or not, now all the affairs of the four major groups are reported to me. I'm a little too busy, completely forgetting this. One thing... By the way, has Jialan come back?"
"It's still early," Xue Xiaohan curled his lips, "Isn't that guy sent to the Middle East to preside over the development of Tang Dynasty industry? I heard that the situation there is quite chaotic, and I won't be able to return for a while."
Tang Xiaoxiao nodded slightly, "That's right, even with Parker's help, I'm afraid it will be difficult to stand there for a while. With Jialan's ability, it saves me a lot of heart."
While talking, Tang Xiaoxiao got up, picked up the black professional jacket that was on the chair, and put it on her body, "Let's go, Xiao Han, call Van Sen, we should go."
When the two of them had just left the house, they asked the driver to drive, and they went directly to Van Sen.
When he saw Van Sen, he was sketching with a pencil in his hand. The drawing board was just a portrait of the upper body of a character. Every cent and every cent was drawn beautifully, and there was a bit of unpretentious simplicity in the brush, Tang Xiaoxiao took a closer look, and the figure above turned out to be herself.
Van Sen had heard the footsteps a long time ago, and he knew who was entering the door without turning his head. He just said faintly, "Wait for me a little bit, it will be fine."
"The painting is really good," Tang Xiaoxiao stood behind and couldn't help but complimented, and then urged, "Van Sen, hurry up after painting, you are one of today's heroes."
Van Sen raised his eyebrows and gave Tang Xiaoxiao a helpless smile, "I can't be anxious to paint, otherwise, it's easy to paint away, and I can't express the artistic conception it should have."
Tang Xiaoxiao shrugged, "Well, I don't know how to paint, but I know if you don't hurry up, we will really be too late... American reporters are not as foolish as China, I, the director, plus you This protagonist is late together and will definitely evolve into various versions."
Just as the two people were arguing about this painting, Long Yi's figure quietly came to the door and saw Tang Xiaoxiao really here, a wry smile was raised between the corners of his lips, and he said unscrupulously, "Xiaoxiao, I will go Your office is looking for you, but you are not here, come to Van Sen to find you, you really are here."
Hearing Long Yi's voice, Tang Xiaoxiao was a little surprised, turned her head and asked curiously, "Huh? Long Yi, why haven't you been to the premiere?"
Long Yi's expression was slightly stiff, and he raised an eyebrow and asked, "What? Do you think I should go to the premiere by myself?"
Uh... Tang Xiaoxiao touched her nose awkwardly, but did not answer.
Van Sen, who was painting on the side, raised the corners of his lips slightly, his eyes raised a faint smile.
Looking at Tang Xiaoxiao's heartless smile, Long Yi's originally prepared words were suddenly swallowed by him, and his thousands of words finally turned into a bitter expression, and he shook his head helplessly.
When I saw Tang Xiaoxiao again, Long Yi clearly noticed that there was a gap between Tang Xiaoxiao and himself. Even if he tried hard to repair the relationship between the two people, Tang Xiaoxiao still maintained himself. The faint alienation and indifference, it seems that he only regards himself as a good friend, other than that, there is nothing else... and he will never even give himself a chance to be alone.
Perhaps, she still resents the South China Sea oil development plan, right?
"Let's go." Van Sen put down his paintbrush and said lightly.
"Okay." Tang Xiaoxiao didn't seem to see the loneliness in Long Yi's eyes at all, with a cheerful smile on his face, he took off Van Sen's painting and put it away.
When getting in the car, Van Sen took the driver’s seat for a rare occasion, and let Xue Xiaohan sit in the co-pilot seat. The two seats at the back were naturally reserved for Tang Xiaoxiao and Long Yi... He didn't want to let Tang Xiaoxiao get along with Long Yi, because there were some things that should be said between the two people, but they still had to be clear.
Sitting in the back row, Tang Xiaoxiao glanced at Fan Sen and Xue Xiaohan angrily. The mirror turned his head and stopped talking.
"Xiaoxiao..." Long Yixie's handsome face had a helpless look, as if she didn't know how to speak, "Xiaoxiao, how do you want me to treat you?"
Tang Xiaoxiao blinked her eyes, her face was innocent, "What do you do to me?"
"I admit that I was too rash to think that I stole information about the South China Sea oil development plan from my uncle. Who would imagine that it was a trap?" Long Yi explained patiently.
Tang Xiaoxiao smiled exceptionally bright and bright, and said harmlessly, "Long Yi, that incident passed. I didn't mean to blame you. I made the decision too hasty. This is my own fault. You have nothing to do."
Long Yi opened his mouth, but suddenly felt a sense of frustration, which could only be turned into a sigh. The dignified son of Long Jiatian, after failing to compete with his fifth uncle for the right of family inheritance, he fled the country and went abroad to re-development. At this moment, there is absolutely no way to take a woman again, that kind of frustration and powerlessness one after another. Let him a little bit at a loss.
"Is it true that I am really born a loser?" Long Yirush asked himself, "Now that I am so downhearted that I have to rely on a woman, or even become an artist?"