Lose From Poor God to Richest Man

At two o'clock in the afternoon, everyone was full and full. The sisters of Linglun 512 and Ni Ya just went on stage and sang a song each, so there was no problem with their voices.

On the contrary, people who played CALL, because they shouted too excitedly, many people have a hoarse throat, but they are very happy, and think that hoarse throat is also worthwhile.

When listening to the staff chatting, there was a lot of "male duck voice", Zhen Qiong shook his head helplessly, and said to Wen Wan'er next to him: "Let employees with bad throats go see a doctor, and the medical expenses company will reimburse you. ."

"Okay. Mr. Zhen." Wen Wan'er responded with a smile, and then confessed the matter to the person under her hand to do it.

"President Zhen, thank you for your care." A girl with glasses, who looked gentle and gentle, said in a slightly vicissitudes of life.

She was Qian Zhaoqing. When Gao Guoguo sang, she shouted loudest, but because there were a lot of people shouting at the same time, it didn't appear so abrupt.

Qian Zhaoqing happened to be passing by. After hearing Mr. Zhen's words, he was very moved. I would like to ask which company's boss will pay for the "after-effects" of star chasing employees.

That's why she had the courage to come over to thank Mr. Zhen.

Not to mention that she was the president of the student union before, but she has never met a successful person like Mr. Zhen, let alone that this successful person is still his immediate boss.

Therefore, when meeting Mr. Zhen, Qian Zhaoqing was still very nervous.

"You're welcome. I haven't seen you in Fengming Shengjing, where do you work?" Zhen Qiong smiled slightly. He felt that there was nothing to be thankful for in this matter.

On the contrary, he wants to thank these employees, who are so crazy chasing stars. They must be fish monsters at work, and they are all good employees who can help him lose money.

What's more, helping them pay some medical expenses, which can also consume trial funds, why not do it?

"President Zhen, my name is Qian Zhaoqing, and I am a screenwriter at the Son of God Film and Television Studio.

"Oh..." Zhen Qiong nodded, before speaking, there was another commotion in the banquet hall.

He turned his head and looked at it, and it turned out that it was the final grand prize draw.

"President Zhen, it seems that Director Yuan won the lottery." Qian Zhaoqing raised his head and glanced at the numbers on the big screen, remembering that this was the number of Yuan Zhucun's lottery ticket.

"Yeah. Very good." Zhen Qiong said with a smile.

It's really good. "Abnormal Death" is now making money. Although the script was given by Zhen Qiong, the script can be filmed well, which is enough to see that Yuan Zhucun still has two problems.

Although Yuan Zhucun’s chief role is a director, he also has a good foundation in screenwriting. This is what he heard from Song Qingfeng and should not be wrong.

Therefore, if the script of "Praise the Fool" is handed over to Yuan Zhucun to write, there is still a certain risk. Now there is no need to worry.

While Yuan Zhucun was going to travel, Zhen Qiong asked him to make the script, and when Yuan Zhucun came back, he would obediently shoot according to the script.

As for who should write the script, Zhen Qiong looked at Qian Zhaoqing on the side.

I have just turned into a regular employee and I am a newcomer. It is a bit difficult for the newcomer to write the script, let alone adapt the script.

Thinking of this, Zhen Qiong said, "Go and call Director Yuan over."

"Okay. Mr. Zhen." Qian Zhaoqing still didn't know, Mr. Zhen had to entrust her with a heavy responsibility, thinking that Zhen always wanted to congratulate Director Yuan, so he just passed by.

Soon, Yuan Zhucun and Qian Zhaoqing came to Zhen Qiong.

"President Zhen, are you looking for me?" Yuan Zhucun asked.

"Yeah. I heard that you won the special prize?"

"Hehe...Yes! It's rare to have a good luck." Yuan Zhucun couldn't help laughing.

He feels that since becoming a member of Qiongshen, his whole life has been transferred. He not only filmed "Abnormal Death", but also became a significant director in the online drama circle.

Now I have won the special prize, I can travel abroad, and all expenses are reimbursed by the company, which is a little dreamy when I think about it.

"Congratulations. Since it's a travel, just have fun. Don't think about work. I will let Xiaoqian be responsible for the script of "Praise the Fool". After you come back, just take her script and start shooting directly."

"Ah? Mr. Zhen, I can't do it!" Qian Zhaoqing was still thinking at the beginning, in the Son of God film and television studio, there is a big boss with the surname Qian.

But she immediately discovered that Mr. Zhen was actually pointing at herself, and she was so frightened that she quickly refused.

Are you kidding me? She is just a small screenwriter who has just turned into a regular job. Even though she has good results in script killing, script killing and online drama are completely different things!

What's more, she has to adapt "Praise the Fool". Although this is her favorite web post in recent years, she is even more worried that she will screw it up because of her love.

When the time comes, she doesn't have to use the party to rush her, she will rush herself!

"You have to have confidence in yourself. How can you know if you don't work if you don't try?" Zhen Qiong said sincerely.

"but……"

"No but, this is a test for you." Seeing that Qian Zhaoqing still wanted to shirk, Zhen Qiong immediately turned into an overbearing president, giving her no room to refuse.

"Oh... good." Awesome by Mr. Zhen's aura, Qian Zhaoqing could only lower his head and responded weakly.

"Don't worry about making mistakes. If you can grow from it, it will undoubtedly be a great help to the Son of God Film and Television Studio." For fear that Qian Zhaoqing will run away under pressure, Zhen Qiong can only start the flicker mode again.

Hearing Mr. Zhen's words, Qian Zhaoqing, who had been fainted in the first place, regained some expression on his face.

Seeing the effect of flicker, Zhen Qiong said, "If the adaptation is not good, I won't blame you. The big deal is to adapt it again, and people will always grow."

"But if you dare not even try, no matter where you go, you will stagnate, and stagnation means you will be eliminated."

"Also, since you can pass the trial period and officially become a screenwriter at the Son of God Film and Television Studio, it proves that you are still capable."

"So... don't be afraid! Let it go, as long as you work hard, no matter what the result is, I will give you the bottom line."

"Yes! Mr. Zhen! I will never let you down!" Qian Zhaoqing bowed sharply. She felt the blood in her body almost boil.

In addition, she had drunk a little wine before, and now she is excited, the whole person is like a cooked prawn.

And her smoky voice, which makes people play a little bit, thinking she is singing rock and roll.

Yuan Zhucun, who was on the side, had no objection to Mr. Zhen's arrangement. He still recognized Qian Zhaoqing's ability.

Moreover, the people who are valued by President Zhen and entrusted with important tasks, even if they have just turned positive, must have their bright spots, but this bright spot, Yuan Zhucun's rank is not enough, and there is no discovery.

"President Zhen, I will have fun abroad." After saying this, Yuan Zhucun said to Qian Zhaoqing: "Little Qian, the script is up to you."

"Director Yuan, don't worry, I will work hard."

Seeing that the matter was settled, Zhen Qiong took a sip of red wine happily.