As of 10 a.m., the keyword "Huang Qianshi's drug use" has been ranked first in the real-time hot search list for eight consecutive hours.

As the official media reported related news one after another, the condemnation of Huang Qianshi on the Internet has increased, and huge sounds have swept everything about Huang Qianshi.

At the commercial building on the East Third Ring Road, Huang Qianshi's huge luxury watch advertisement was removed overnight; more than a dozen merchants rushed to draw a line with Huang Qianshi and announced the termination of the endorsement contract; the popular variety show that Huang Qianshi participated also announced early in the morning that this week's program was postponed due to special circumstances.

All partners who are involved in Huang Qianshi are busy is issuing announcements in an attempt to stop losses in a timely manner.

Along with Huang Qianshi's Weibo, there is also the official blog of the movie "The Darkest Choice" starring him. The second trailer was officially released at 8 o'clock last night, and the trailer's supporting copy is still very popular: "I invite you to witness the Darkest Choice."

The most praised comment was: "No, no [goodbye]", followed by a row of neatly smeared wax, which seemed to add a bit of irony.

Lomon Media—the "unlucky" film producer and largest investor as mentioned by tens of millions of netizens—is silent from top to bottom, waiting for the company's senior management to issue the latest instructions.

"Here's here." The girl in charge of reception at the front desk glanced at the figure flashing outside the door with sharp eyes, and hurriedly shoved the person sitting next to her with her elbow. The girl who was talking on Weibo immediately put down her phone when she heard this.

The sensing door slowly opened, and the two front desk receptionists stood up with a well-trained training: "Mr. Cao."

The man who stepped into the sensing door responded perfunctorily, "Yeah". He was about twenty-five or six years old, his hair was a little messy by the wind, and he was wearing a loose dark blue hooded sweatshirt and black ripped jeans. His steps were full of youthful aura, and he could not see a single "general" look on his body.

"Has Zeng Ran arrived?" Cao Ye walked over, his fingers swiped on the front desk pad screen, looking at the morning visitor registration records.

"It's been half an hour," said the receptionist, "and is waiting for you in the conference room."

"Well, where is Xu Anqiao?"

"We are also in the conference room, and we are here at 7 a.m...."

"Okay, it's timely." Cao Ye turned around and left. The two receptionists looked at each other. Before they could even communicate with each other, they heard a "pop", and both of them were scared. Cao Ye turned back, and one palm fell heavily on the marble table at the front desk.

"Hey, what's going on?" He was taller than them, his palms were on the table, and he leaned slightly to look at them. "It's so so. As soon as I came in, I thought the company was going to go bankrupt. I'm all happy, ah?"

Both girls were stunned and nodded slightly hesitantly.

Cao Ye didn't give up and stared at them: "Come on, laugh."

The two girls looked up and saw Cao Ye's expressions joking and serious. It was difficult to tell how the young and energetic boss was feeling right now. One of them pulled the corners of his mouth and barely smiled.

"You." Cao Ye raised his chin and signaled to another receptionist.

The other person hurriedly forced a smile.

Cao Ye then left satisfied and threw down: "Hey, that's right."

Cheng Duan, who was sitting on the edge of the desk, was the director of the Lomon Media Propaganda and Development Division, was looking down at the public opinion report he had just sent. He looked worried and was about to sigh to the sky. Yu Guang swept Cao Ye's figure and quickly trotted to meet him: "It's up, you are so calm!"

"Didn't the police announcement come out?" Cao Ye kept walking towards the conference room, "How is it? Has the announcement about the replacement corner shot been issued?"

"I sent it. I asked someone to prepare the copywriting in the middle of the night last night. I just waited for the official announcement to click and send it - this is the public opinion report just released. Do you take a look?" Cheng Duan said, handing the phone to him.

Cao Ye waved his hand and said in a lazy tone: "I'm too lazy to read the words, please tell me."

"Actually, it's nothing. Apart from saying that we were blind before, it was a good deal now, many people are guessing which actor would be the substitute... By the way, I don't know which grandson leaked the 1 billion bet agreement, so a group of people are also lighting wax for us."

Hearing this, Cao Ye's face changed slightly and his brows frowned: "Who leaked it?"

"I have been looking for someone to check from the source of the news, and there is no news yet." Cheng Duan and Cao Ye have worked with him for two years and found out his tolerance line early in the morning.

As they said that, the two walked to the door of the conference room.

Through the glass door, you could feel the smoky atmosphere in the conference room. In less than an hour, several cigarette butts and ash had accumulated in the ashtray on the table. The two people sitting in the room were anxious. When they saw Cao Ye coming, they both stood up at this time.

"You come in and have a meeting together." Cao Ye held the door handle and pushed the door in and said to Cheng Duan. Before he could step in, Xu Anqiao rushed over, grabbed his arm, and began to express his regrets like a bean: "Mr. Cao, I blame me for this matter. I blamed me for insisting on recommending Huang Qianshi to play this role at that time. I just thought that Huang Qianshi had good acting skills and audience connections. Who would have thought that such a thing would happen after the film was finished..."

Cao Ye was so angry that he was talking about it, but he still stopped patiently. He stood at the door and listened to him telling his own journey. At the end, he looked at him with a smile and asked casually: "So Producer Xu is planning to make up for his merits and help me fill the 1 billion gambling vacancy, right?"

Xu Anqiao immediately stopped talking and looked at Cao Ye with a speech. Cao Ye's face was gone, and there seemed to be a teasing smile on his eyes. Xu Anqiao smiled awkwardly: "You are so joking, how can I afford to make up for this..."

Cao Ye laughed, and his tone was rude: "Then it would be boring for you to say these words." He pulled his arm out of Xu Anqiao's hand, walked to the round table of the conference, held the back of the chair and turned the swivel chair for a while, and sat on it: "Okay, if you have the ability to predict the future, why should you be a producer? Go to Wutai Mountain to be a great immortal and tell fortunes for others." After saying that, he looked up and saw Zeng Ran also looked as if he was drooping his eyebrows and looked at him with a sluggish look. Cao Ye pointed at him and warned, "I'll be spared if I complain."

Zeng Ran is the director of "The Darkest Choice" and was born in an underground movie. A few years ago, he became popular because of a cult film. He was praised by movie fans as Quentin among the new generation of domestic directors in a small range. Of course, this title has attracted many scoldings for him. He has a dull personality and has always talked less. His passion seems to be released into the movie. At this moment, he sat back reluctantly: "But this morning, all three invitations from Producer Xu were rejected..."

Cao Ye was hungover all night yesterday, and this morning he screamed as if he was urging Cheng Duan's phone call again. At this time, he felt his brain stiff and could not move. He leaned on the back of the chair, touched the cigarette box from the table, and did not ask who it was. He pulled out one and put it in his mouth. He looked up at Zeng Ran when he heard this sentence, and asked in a vague way: "Well? Who did you have any appointments?"

Xu Anqiao took his lighter and approached him to light the fire: "I asked all the things I could think of, but now only three people have replied, all of whom refused to write."

Cao Ye took a deep breath of cigarette, and smiled while spitting out the smoke, "It's good to be efficient. I thought you were all in the morning, but I didn't expect the film appointment to be sent out. Let's talk about it, who are the three people who rejected the letter now?"

"Let me talk about a big hope first," Xu Anqiao dragged a swivel chair and sat next to Cao Ye, reporting to him the results of the morning. "Zhao Qian is still interested in this movie, but his agent said that he has a TV series that will be on the film next week, and it will be half a year after the filming. Director Zeng is going to win the award. If he waits for him, he will have to wait until the competition will be held in the next year. Then our strategy of winning the award first and then releasing it may be disrupted."

"No wait," Cao Ye simply denied, "he is not suitable."

"Oh, ancestor," Xu Anqiao saw his unanimous attitude and guessed what he was thinking and treated him as a child. "You have to lower your psychological expectations. Although Zhao Qian is the main focus of TV series, he has a good audience base and has won the TV emperor. With this qualification, he can already be listed in the first category."

Cao Ye asked indifferently: "Who else?"

"Yan Jia, is this person appropriate? Like Huang Qianshi, Hong Kong star was nominated for the Best Actor last year and his age matches... But his agent refused completely and there was no chance."

"How did you refuse?"

"The wording is quite tactful, but the general meaning is that Yan Jia has been making constant film appointments now, so there is no need to pick up this remaining..."

Cao Ye sneered: "That was not what his agent said when he fought for "Echo" last year."

"Who said no?" Xu Anqiao agreed helplessly.

"What about another one? Didn't you just say that you sent three invitations? Since you start with the one with the greatest hope, then the one with the least hope will also listen to it."

"There is another one. We went to the appointment with the idea of ​​trying it out. If nothing unexpected happens, we were rejected," said Xu Anqiao, "Liang Sizhe."

"Ha? Liang Sizhe?" Cao Ye smiled as soon as he heard this, "You really dare to think and do it." After that, he paused thoughtfully and raised his eyebrows slightly, "It's nothing strange if he refuses. Yan Jia's refusal should be used for him."

"It should be said that it was rejected by his agent Xu Yunchu." Xu Anqiao added.

Cao Ye didn't take this sentence seriously: "What's the difference?"

"The difference is so big," Xu Anqiao pulled Cao Ye closer. "Everyone in the circle knows that although Xu Yunchu is Liang Sizhe's agent, she can't be the master of Liang Sizhe. I think, otherwise we will try to bypass Xu Yunchu and send the script to Liang Sizhe directly? I heard that he attaches great importance to scripts and roles when choosing movies. Our role is relatively rare in the domestic market. Maybe he will be interested, but I don't have a deep relationship with Liang Sizhe, and he may not be able to watch the script after being sent, otherwise you..."

Before Cao Ye finished listening, he shook his head and blew the ash, looking at Xu Anqiao: "I ask you, even Yan Jia has to ask back, why do he come to pick up this remaining actor? Liang Sizhe has so many actors, so why should he consider this supporting role in the bench?"

"You can't say that. After all, your father has the kindness of knowing him... If you communicate directly with him, he will definitely give him this face, at least he will take a look at the script, right? Maybe..."

"Oh, it turns out that I wanted to hit my father," Cao Ye refused concisely, "no talk."

Xu Anqiao wanted to say something, but he caught a glimpse of Cheng Duan opposite him at this time. When Cao Ye's usual careless expression also stopped a little. He suddenly realized that he might have said the wrong thing and silenced.

The conference room was silent for a moment. Cheng Duan was about to speak to ease the atmosphere, but heard Cao Ye speak. Compared with his lazy accent before, it seemed like a different person: "Producer Xu, I think you may have some misunderstandings in your cognition. My father may have great kindness to Liang Sizhe, but that has nothing to do with me."

Xu Anqiao obviously did not adapt to Cao Ye's serious speech. He was stunned at first, and then sweat came out of his nose, and he secretly scolded himself for being incomplete. He was the old world in this circle. He sat up from an artist assistant and climbed all the way to the position of a well-known producer in the industry. He relied on his ability to observe his expressions and expressions. Unexpectedly, he fell in front of this generous young master Cao.

His scalp was a little numb, and he was about to speak up to smooth things over for himself, but Cao Ye first stepped on a step to him, leaned forward, supported his thighs with his elbows, and returned to his unswerving tone: "Besides, with such a big wrist, he just came to be a substitute, and he was still a supporting role who was suppressed. Do you think he doesn't want to be a face?"

Xu Anqiao immediately climbed along the pole, nodded quickly and said, "Yes, so too."

Cao Ye pondered for a moment and turned his gaze to Zeng Ran, who had been silent on the other side: "Who does Zeng Dao like?"

Zeng Ran was worried about the re-photograph, and he lowered his head and was a little distracted. At this time, he heard Cao Ye mention him and looked up and was stunned for a moment.

Cao Ye didn't urge him, and waited patiently for him to speak. He had watched the preview version of "The Darkest Choice" and had a good impression of Zeng Ran.

Zeng Ran, the god of god, was not a coincidence, and he didn't realize that Xu Anqiao's cold sweat had already blew up and disappeared. He only heard them mention Liang Sizhe in a vague way, but he didn't pay much attention to the specific content of the conversation. At this time, he was not inconvenient to say that he had just escaped from the god.

Cao Ye only thought he had an idea but did not dare to speak. He slowed down his tone and encouraged gently: "If Director Zeng has an idea, just mention it, and I will try my best to satisfy it."

Zeng Ran raised his hand and rubbed his nose, as if he was a little embarrassed, and hesitated for a moment before he hesitating: "Of course I can't ask for it."

Xu Anqiao's mouth twitched, thinking that Director Zeng was too ignorant of his eyes. When he said this, he even dared to mention Liang Sizhe, because he was afraid that Cao Ye's face would look even worse.

Unexpectedly, Cao Ye laughed out loud this time when he heard this, shook his head while laughing. After a long time of laughter, he stopped and said in a teasing tone: "Please come over to do the supporting filming... Director Xiao Zeng, you really dare to think about it."

That is the corner that the famous director Cao Xiuyuan holds in his heart.

Zeng Ran laughed as he laughed. The joke just now was just like a daydream.

Cao Ye dragged the ashtray to remove the cigarette, stood up and raised his arm and stretched his waist: "Think about it, it's not that urgent. Cheng Duan, you let the company work together to screen a few people to choose."

Cheng Duan should say "Okay".

"I'm leaving this conference room for you today. I'm going to have a meeting with several other investors. If I don't go, my ancestral grave will be dug by them. Director Xiao Zeng, please come with me. You know more clearly about the reshooting matter than me."

"Oh, okay." Zeng Ran stood up and walked out after Cao Ye.

"By the way, Cheng Duan and Huang Qianshi," Cao Ye walked out of the conference room, closed the door, and then leaned in and said, "Remember to make the legal affairs tougher, pay as much as you should, and don't be ruthless."

"I know," Cheng Duan made a clear gesture, "I know it in my heart."

As soon as Cao Ye left, Xu Anqiao breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his voice and asked Cheng Duan: "What's the situation? I just scared me in a cold sweat."

Cheng Duan looked at him and smiled: "Don't you see it? You touched the reverse scale."

"What kind of reverse scale? Mr. Cao is always laughing and laughing. I really don't see any reverse scale he has."

"Is that true? But he only has two reverse scales on his body, and you are very comprehensive."

Xu Anqiao was immediately curious: "Mr. Cao and Liang Sizhe have had a holiday? Have they worked together?"

"If you ask me about this, I can't explain it clearly. As far as I know, I probably haven't cooperated. As for holidays, I'm just guessing. Don't care too much. You know Cao Ye, he forgot about this matter and won't take it to heart."

After hearing what he said, Xu Anqiao nodded, felt relieved, and said nothing more.

"Let's do your business first," Cheng Duan picked up his cell phone, "I'll call a few people to come over and have a meeting together in the morning."
Chapter completed!