Zhu Qianyou: Something seems wrong. Why do I feel like a fresh graduate who is being cheated by her boss?

Zui Qianyou actually didn’t figure out what she had talked about with President Chu specifically, so she signed the screenwriting contract in a vague way and was locked into a small black room to begin her closed script writing. Zui Qianyou thought that this trip was just for negotiation and she could go home after the talk.

Zui Qianyou, as the drafting king, was extremely unsuitable for such a life of imprisonment. She weakly suggested, “President Chu, can you let me go home to work?”

Zui Qianyou didn’t expect that the script writing was completely different from what she imagined. She had to write so many characters every day and sort out such complicated main and auxiliary lines. She couldn’t help but retreat. She was now making money by selling novels for movies and television, so she didn’t have to fight like that, right? She even had the idea to not write when she went home and they could find another screenwriter.

Chu Chu had long guessed Zui Qianyou’s mental journey. She really felt that the original author was a suitable screenwriter. The only drawback was that her creation speed was too slow. According to Chu Chu’s project plan, the script could take half a year of writing time, but Zui Qianyou wrote the original work for two years.

If they followed Zui Qianyou’s speed, this project wouldn’t be able to be done in the short term. Chu Chu would never allow that to happen, so she proposed to invite Zui Qianyou for an interview.

Chu Chu: You are here. So don’t even think about leaving.

However, considering the creative mood of the screenwriter, Chu Chu would certainly not say these things directly.

Chu Chu’s expression switched to “Zhu Qianxian easy-to-understand mode” and politely said, “I think the content you have created recently is very good. You are really talented. Here, we can also communicate frequently about many details of the content. Do you think the hotel isn’t comfortable enough? Or do you want to buy something? Just say what you want and I will let them deliver it. You are welcome.”

Zui Qianyou was dizzy under President Chu’s rainbow fart (praises) and warm hospitality, but she still didn’t forget her original intention and hesitated, “I want freedom…”

Chu Chu: “No, you don’t want it.”

Zui Qianyou: “…”

Zui Qianyou: “… President Chu, is this a routine?”

Zui Qianyou: Someone must have revealed that she was dragging the manuscript, otherwise how could she be detained?!

When Zui Qianyou came, she was ecstatic, only then did she realize that something was wrong. President Chu had been prepared for a long time and the supplies in the luxury hotel were all available. It looked like she would be detained for a long time. Was she imprisoned by the domineering president?

“Sometimes, if you don’t follow a routine in life, you will end up in a dead end,” Chu Chu calmly spoke the threatening words, just as if it was a philosophy of life.

Zui Qianyou: “…”

Zui Qianyou, who was locked up in a small black room, was like a tube of toothpaste, squeezed hard every day, slowly spitting out new content.

The script work went well on the right track and Chu Chu focused on the other side and planned to reserve some new actors for the TV series “Rouge”.

Zhang Jianian knocked on the door, entered the room and asked, “President Chu, what are your orders?”

Chu Chu turned around and said, “I want to find some young and beautiful boys, do you know how?”

Zhang Jianian: “…”

The first thing that popped up in his mind was the picture of the dwarf king visiting the brothel. President Chu’s tone was unruly. Zhang Jianian remembered her past dark history and seeing her casual and loose attitude, he felt like he was regarded as an old bustard.

He had difficulty saying, “… President Chu, I’m sorry, I don’t know much about this.”

Zhang Jianian: I studied financial investment, not nightclub management.

Chu Chu didn’t realize that her words were ambiguous or were misunderstood. She was surprised, “There are things you don’t know? How did you find them in the past?”

Zhang Jianian confessed helplessly, “…I don’t know how you found them in the past.”

His job was only to assist the boss in handling company affairs and it didn’t involve her private life. He could follow President Chu in and out of the meeting room, but he couldn’t follow her in and out of the nightclub!

Chu Chu didn’t expect that the original owner was so down-to-earth and actually chose people herself. But it seemed more reasonable when she thought of Li Taihe.

She then said, “Then you can arrange it this time, screen ten people out for me to see.”

Zhang Jianian: “…”

His head was in a mess and for the first time he had no clue and no way to start.