The President of Spicy Chicken Has Returned My Innocence!

    In the next few days, the crew schedule is a little too full.

    Etiquette class, character biography, supporting role screening, script commentary and reading.

    The higher the expectation of being guided by Jin, the more you have to follow the whole process.

    House.

    The housekeeper stopped at the door of the office and distributed warm treasures to the minister who came to report the work: "Go in as soon as possible, come out as soon as possible..."

    The director of the operation department held up his clothes and posted a piece: "Is Mr. Huo's pheromone unstable again?"

    The housekeeper nodded vaguely: "It doesn't affect work."

    "Do you want to renew a related contract with Mr. Liang?"

    The secretary of the secretary probably knew this and lowered his voice: "Because of Mr. Liang, Mr. Huo's pheromone was well controlled."

    The housekeeper had some vicissitudes and sighed: "It's not because of Mr. Liang..."

    The secretary was stunned: "What?"

    "It's alright." The housekeeper returned to his senses: "Everyone should summarize what you want to say, try to be as concise as possible, Mr. Huo is not in a good mood."

    The housekeeper remembered something: "Resources—"

    "It's handed in." Minister of Resources Department: "All the resources of Mr. Liang's issue of "On the Road", the finished version, the unedited original version, the color version... Now fans have some spontaneous editing MVs, anything else?"

    "Yes." The housekeeper nodded: "There is more."

      ."

    The Minister of Resource Department wrote like a flying pen: "Which camera do you want, the front face or the side face?"

    Housekeeper: "Shameless."

    "..." The Minister of Resources was surprised: "What is it for?"

    The housekeeper didn't know what to do, but he was ordered to convey the original words to him: "It's best to choose the lens on the roof that hangs Weiya, and also the distant view."

    The housekeeper added: "As much as possible."

    The Minister of Resources was a little dazed, nodded in agreement, and turned back to ask someone to edit the source.

    The housekeeper stood guard for a while, waiting for the ministers to report their work and quickly back off. After a while at the door, he knocked on the door and entered the office.

    Huo Lan leaned back in the swivel chair, closed his eyes, propped his forehead motionless.

    The ministers' reports were stacked on the table and were not opened.

    The housekeeper hesitated for a while, then walked over lightly: "Mr. Huo?"

    Huo Lan was silent, the housekeeper didn't know if he was closing his eyes and resting with a headache, he tried his best to pick up the important thing and said, "The family separation is basically resolved."

    "It's not that there is no brain in the branch."

    The housekeeper whispered: "There are a few people who are so foolish, let Longtao's people sway them, and make trouble with their own greed... Yesterday, they asked them to go back."

     Huo Lan did not respond.

    The housekeeper looked at Huo Lan's face, didn't say much about it, and helped him organize his desk.

    There is such a saying, it's just that the family looks better on the face of the family, and it won't make outsiders see jokes.

    What's going on, in fact, everyone knows.

    These days, Huo Lan gradually reduced the capital flow of several branches, and it just had the effect yesterday.

    Separation and comfort for these years, I almost forgot my roots, and it was not until the company's funds were cut off that I really panicked.

    The housekeeper's heart was cold, and he didn't mention much, and changed the matter: "Long Tao's endorsement has been lost by three, and there are several artists who have intentions to leave. We are here to contact anonymously. "

    Huo Lan opened his eyes, took the coffee, and took a sip.

    The housekeeper thought for a while: "The filming of "Sui Chu" has come to an end, the pre-editing has been completed, the post-production and operation are completed, and the star will be released in the second half of the year when traffic is good."

    Huo Lan put down the coffee cup and opened a report.

    Housekeeper: "Mr. Liang——"

    Huo Lan: "Is Mr. Liang finished?"

    Housekeeper: "…"

    The housekeeper successfully tried his switch: "Not yet, according to the team, Mr. Liang has been so busy these days that his feet are not touching the ground."

    The preparatory work for the crew to start the film is much more cumbersome and meticulous than the official shooting after the start. It is a very precious and rare experience to be an actor to participate in the preparation of the crew.

    Jin Dao loves talents, and has the heart to pave the way for Liang Xiao, the star crown can't ask for it, let alone interfere.

    The housekeeper was silent for a while, and couldn't bear to tell them Mr. Huo that Mr. Liang might not have time to miss home until now.

    "The opportunity is rare." After Huo Lan heard him say it, his face became better, "Mr. Liang needs the participation and voice of the crew."

    The housekeeper heaved a sigh of relief and nodded quickly: "Yes."

    For Liang Xiao, to this point, he is far from the bottleneck of his own acting skills and strength.

    Liang Xiao's popularity is still in its infancy, and the only work that can be done is "Sui Chu", which has not been officially broadcast on the stars.

    Being able to effectively participate in the planning of the crew, being able to speak during the performance process, and officially entering the mainstream of film and television production, is more important to Liang Xiao than receiving a few endorsements and taking a few covers. many.

    The housekeeper thought about it for a while, and reassured him: "Everything is fine with the crew, you don't have to worry."

    The housekeeper: "Mr. Liang gets along well with the entire crew, sleeps and eats in sync, doesn't put on airs, and is very capable. Several seniors in the circle with prestigious qualifications also have the mind of loving talent... "

    Huo Lan frowned.

    The housekeeper didn't think he had said anything wrong, so he was stunned: "What's wrong?"

    Huo Lan: "Sleep and food synchronization."

    "We all stay at the hotel booked by the crew." The housekeeper quickly explained, "The crew provides lunch."

    Huo Lan recalled the original film of "On the Road", pulled the progress bar to a fixed point, and swiped a few frames.

    It was a chat between Liang Xiao and the director while making breakfast, which contradicted the "indifferent observation of life" set by the program team, and was not cut into the film.

    Liang Xiao mentioned to the director once while frying bacon that although anything can be eaten, as long as possible, he still doesn’t like to eat the set lunch.

    The director also joked, saying that Mr. Liang is from Jiangnan, and his taste is light and sweet, so if you eat northern dishes with heavy oil and heavy salt, you may have to rinse them with water.

    Huo Lan was silent for a while, then closed the computer and got up.

    These reports were not urgently dealt with at first, but the housekeeper rarely saw him leave work and was a little surprised: "Do you want to go out for a breath?"

    Huo Lan shook his head: "No."

    The housekeeper was slightly startled: "Morning run?"

    Huo Lan: "...don't go."

    The housekeeper thought about it for three seconds, then pulled out a large bag of thin-skinned walnuts from the corner, and placed them on the table carefully.

    Huo Lan: “…”

    Huo Lan closed his eyes and suppressed his temper: "Where is the kitchen?"

    The crew.

    The field manager held the hot box lunch and distributed it to everyone.

    Liang Xiao is still in a critical period of rising, and the information that comes out must be small and precise.

    Liang Xiao was rarely quiet, avoiding the crowd, and found an inconspicuous corner with the agent assistant.

    "It's almost time to start up." An old actor came over with a lunch box and said with emotion, "Every time I work with Director Jin, I always wait for the stars and the moon to start up, so I can rest and take a breath... "

    Liang Xiao was slightly dumb, and gave him a place: "Thank you for your hard work."

    "We're better, Director Jin is going to grind you this time, and he will have to endure hardship."

    The old actor sat down with a smile and beckoned to the other end: "Let's eat together, let's have fun together."

    The assistant was young and looked at his lunch box curiously: "Mr. Jiang, did you bring your own meals?"

    The old actor has a good temper: "No, it was given to me by the health care doctor."

    "You can't eat anything."

    The old actor is getting old, and his children and grandchildren are all filial.

    The middle-aged actor who played the leader of the guards also came over. Hearing this, he smiled: "I'm fine, my family came to visit the class today and brought a lot of meat."

    The middle-aged actor sat down, opened the lunch box he brought over, and couldn't help but sighed in a low voice: "The meat in the crew's lunch box has been eaten so far, maybe the cow has just been chopped and slightly injured. "

    "Every crew is like this. Anyway, they gave me ham yesterday."

      beat."

    …

    Duan Ming pinched his chopsticks and looked around, looking at the simple disposable lunch box in Liang Xiao's hand, it was not good at all: "I'll buy you a lunch box, and you will eat it?"

    Liang Xiao raised her head, a little moved: "Is there a sense of ritual in life?"

    Duan Mingxin's sense of ritual, listening to everyone enjoying their lunch, looking at the extra bland pieces of meat in his lunch box for a long time, sighed and whispered: "It's my fault, I should have prepared it earlier. ."

    In the past few days, the production crew has just opened, many people come to visit the class, and the demand for lunch boxes has dropped significantly.

    The people who eat the lunch are mainly their own staff.

    Duan Ming couldn't help: "I'll ask Xiaogong to buy you a braised chicken..."

    Liang Xiao: “…”

    Liang Xiao patted him on the shoulder, comforting the agent who was aroused by fighting spirit: "No, I'm used to it."

    Duan Ming frowned: "How can you get used to this?"

    Liang Xiao smiled, without explaining much, and skillfully arranged the dishes in the lunch box.

    Duan Ming watched him use carrots and broccoli to make peacock tails, remembering the childhood days that Liang Xiao vaguely mentioned to him, he suddenly reacted and couldn't help regretting: "I'm not—"

    Duan Ming was stunned, rubbed his eyes, and took a closer look.

    Liang Xiao was still carefully sculpting the last shredded carrot, when he heard that he suddenly stopped moving, and was curious: "Brother Duan?"

    Duan Ming tugged at him.

    Liang Xiao raised her head.

     Huo Lan was wearing a trench coat and looked exceptionally outstanding in the crowd. He was a little uncomfortable because of the noise, and he frowned and took a few steps back.

    Huo Lan was holding something in his hand, and his eyes turned around and fell on him.

    Liang Xiao stared at him blankly.

    Huo Lan found where he was, didn't let the housekeeper follow him, walked over quickly and handed him the things in his hand.

    Liang Xiao looked down and saw that it was a steel lunch box that perfectly matched their Mr. Huo's aesthetic.

    …

    Liang Xiao was worried for a moment that it was a fried ice.

    Many of the actors in the circle knew Huo Lan and stood up to say hello. Huo Lan nodded in salute, but his eyes were still on Liang Xiao: "I don't eat well—"

    Liang Xiao was startled and looked up at him.

    Huo Lan met his gaze, was silent for a while, and whispered: "If you don't eat well, you should also contact me."

    Liang Xiao thought about it for a long time before finally combining this sentence with the sentence "contact me if you feel homesick".

    Liang Xiao stood blankly for a few seconds, her eyes suddenly a little sour.

    Huo Lan raised his hand and handed over the lunch box.

    "Does Huo always come to bring food to Liang Xiao?"

    The veteran actor is well-informed and understands what is going on. He smiled and said: "Mr. Huo and Mr. Liang are friends?"

    Liang Xiao: “…”

    Liang Xiao was cooked on the spot.

    Several people have been floating and sinking in the circle for a long time. They are not surprised by this kind of thing.

    Huo Lan handed him the lunch box.

    Liang Xiao was reluctant to take it. He hesitated for a long time whether to use one hand or two hands. He took a deep breath and opened his mouth to say thank you first.

    Huo Lan frowned, stared at him for a while, sat down in compromise, and put the lunch box on his lap.

    Liang Xiao hadn't had time to pick it up, and opened his mouth blankly.

    Huo Lan opened the lunch box, took a piece of chicken thigh that was so tenderly stewed, held his breath, and put it into his mouth solemnly.