C9

It was different from what he imagined, Qiu Xiangyang initially thought that Lu Jinghuan's office decoration would be even more complicated and high-end than the fingerprint lock outside, but after entering, he realized that it could be described as' empty '. Other than the office supplies and light fixtures, the only other things that came out were the tea set and sofa in the small living room, but they seemed to be quite expensive, and it was not something that a poor director like him could afford.

Looking ahead, he saw a young man in a suit who was busy working on a document. Qiu Xiangyang thought that this man must be the rumored investment genius, the President Lu Manager.

Following the secretary to the desk, the secretary gave a brief introduction to both of them. Lu Jinghuan did not speak, and maintained the posture of lowering his head and handling documents, not intending to greet Qiu Xiangyang either.

Qiu Xiangyang felt embarrassed, but still handed over the huge stack of documents in his hands.

"President Lu, this is the script. The filming crew's preparation, organization and other related information, as well as the calculation of production costs, film production, and promotions …"

"Director Qiu plans on letting me finish reading the entire stack of documents?"

The voice came out from the man's mouth, carrying the dignity and calmness unique to a leader, causing Qiu Xiangyang, who was two years older than him, to be stunned. After staring blankly for a long while, he suddenly regained his senses, then took back the documents from the desk and stuttered: "Then I'll briefly explain it to President Lu, there's something …"

"Ten minutes."

"What?"

"I'll give you ten minutes to introduce your thoughts. If you don't have enough time, get out of here."

Qiu Xiangyang was startled, he knew Lu Jinghuan had a big temper, but he never expected that it would be so big that he would not give anyone any face. If it was before, Qiu Xiangyang would have turned his head and left, but after experiencing several months of continuous barrage, he was already at his wit's end. If he could not obtain the investment from Lu’s Group this time, he was afraid that he would have to bid his farewell to this industry.

After thinking for a moment, Qiu Xiangyang opened his mouth: "This time's script will focus on a topic that is currently being paid most attention to, that is …"

"Eight minutes left."

"…"

"Director Qiu is wasting its time like this, I can't even get the important points out, why should I invest in your movie?" Lu Jinghuan raised his head from the pile of documents, his sharp eyes looking straight at Qiu Xiangyang who was holding onto the documents.

should have been angered by Lu Jinghuan's rudeness, but when Lu Jinghuan raised his head, he was shocked. The outside world said that Lu Jinghuan's looks were not bad, but now he had personally witnessed it, how could he say that 'not bad' in general, that his looks were not any worse than those popular male actors in the acting world. In addition to the mature and steady state that he had accumulated over all these years of fighting in the market, it was simply impossible for too many famous male actors to compare to him.

Narrowing his black eyes, Lu Jinghuan lowered his head and glanced at his watch: "You wasted another one minute and six seconds, so you don't have much time left."

immediately woke up when he heard Lu Jinghuan's words, and quickly explained to him his thoughts of making a movie, the social phenomena that would be exposed if he were to make a movie, as well as the things that would cause people to think deeply about it. After he finished speaking, ten minutes had not passed, but Lu Jinghuan did not express any opinion.

He was silent.

This caused Qiu Xiangyang to feel even more uneasy.

"President Lu, the time for you and the boss to get the medicine has come, do you want to go now?" At this time, the secretary's words broke the awkward atmosphere, but it was not for Qiu Xiangyang, but for a suggestion that did not fit the current topic at hand.

Hearing that, Lu Jinghuan raised his head, and after pondering for a few seconds, he turned his attention to Qiu Xiangyang: "Does Director Qiu have time?"

"Yes yes yes, does President Lu want me to explain in detail …"

"Go to Ren He Chinese Medicine Shop for me and tell the owner that I asked you to go there. He'll pass the medicine to you."

"Medicine?" Qiu Xiangyang was stunned by his words. He looked at the secretary standing by the side, then looked at Lu Jinghuan.