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After work was over, Zhao Yi and Luo Keke came to a dinner hosted by the bosses of several major mainstream broadcasting platforms.
How much a web drama can be sold for, and how well it can be promoted on the platform, depends on who the hero and heroine are? Is the plot hard? But if the hero and heroine are newcomers, the plot is not very outstanding, and the studio budget is limited, how to seek development under various circumstances?
Networking is the only way out.
Sitting on Zhao Yi's left is a man in his forties, with an ordinary appearance and a fat body. To her right is Rococo. In the past, there are directors and newcomers from another crew, a total of ten people.
Everyone's talking and talking are all topics that are not in the circle, and they are not nutritious.
New actresses drink cup by cup, as if drinking a cup is an opportunity, and they are not afraid at all.
It's a pity that you have to enter this line of work if you have a good skin.
Zhao Yi felt distressed when she saw it, she really hated this kind of situation.
But compared to young and beautiful actresses, Zhao Yi is not inferior. No, President Jin beside Zhao Yi has already stretched out his salty pig's hand. I saw his chubby hands resting on Zhao Yi's shoulders, trying to hug her.
"Xiao Zhao, I heard that you are filming an online drama this time?" Mr. Jin said with his mouth, and his eyes kept moving back and forth on Zhao Yi's chest.
Rococo's heart broke: I told you not to wear a cheongsam, but I didn't listen!
Zhao Yi can also let go, it's just a shoulder, let him hug it. He smiled and said, "That's right, Mr. Jin, I still have to rely on your support in the future!"
President Jin laughed out loud, his beer belly was shaking like a rubber ball.
Zhao Yi also felt sick, but she got used to it.
"Our little Zhao is so beautiful and talented, I will definitely support him!" Mr. Jin poured Zhao Yi a full glass of wine as he spoke.
Zhao Yi cursed in her heart, and said thank you with a smile on her face.
"Xiao Zhao, I've heard that you didn't invest in this drama!" Boss Jin brought the wine glass to Zhao Yi's chin and looked at her with a smile: "You said you were in such a difficult situation, why didn't you come to find me?" me!"
Zhao Yi took the wine glass, "I'm not coming anymore!" After saying that, he drank it down in one gulp.
President Jin put his right hand on Zhao Yi's shoulder, and suddenly squeezed it hard, his eyes were shining brightly, staring at Zhao Yi's chest, as if he was about to eat her. Poured another glass.
"Xiao Zhao, I know you are capable, don't worry, I promise to make a good way for you, come on!"
Capable
Zhao Yi didn't take down President Jin's fat hand, but smiled and drank the red wine in the glass again.
"Then I would like to thank Mr. Jin for his help!"
Another big guy next to him, seeing Zhao Yi drinking happily, also joined in. A few people away, he also raised his glass, "Xiao Zhao, come on, I'll have a drink with you"
Zhao Yi took it and drank another glass of red wine.
"Oh, our Xiao Zhao is really a heroine!"
Boss Jin rubbed up again, and his hands moved from his shoulders to Zhao Yi's waist.
Zhao Yi was very uncomfortable and wanted to dodge, but this dodging turned into twisting. Mr. Jin thought she was acting like a spoiled child, so he whispered in her ear, "Xiao Zhao, I will come to see my brother often in the future!"
Bah, return to my brother.
Rococo didn't dare to do anything, so he could only watch, and then broke a few words in his heart to vent his anger.
Boss Jin's exasperation was a bit too much, Zhao Yi smiled awkwardly and politely and took Boss Jin's hand away.
"Mr. Jin, what are you talking about, I'm going to see you, of course!"
Zong Jin's enthusiasm was extinguished abruptly, so he was naturally unhappy. His face was a little cold, and he forced a smile, "Xiao Zhao must keep his word!"
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Song Xiaolan invited a few friends, and they were also having dinner together, so they sat in the box next door.
As soon as Zhao Yi entered the room, he recognized her voice. He didn't care, talking and laughing with his friends. Immediately afterwards, there were all kinds of booing for drinking, and the sound of "Xiao Zhao!" made him restless.
He felt very strange, how could this woman with a financial backer still be able to come and go for such entertainment?
"Do you know Zhao Yi?" Song Xiaolan asked her friend.
"I know, isn't he the director of your current show?"
Song Xiaolan: "I said before."
"I know this person, but I haven't seen it. It is said that he is very beautiful."
"Hey, didn't you just start shooting today? How is it? Does it look good?"
"No way, but I heard that she is a beautiful woman!"
"Are you not wearing contact lenses?"
Song Xiaolan's dull eyes have changed a little bit, and it is not easy to be noticed by others. "Okay¡¡"
Seeing that he seemed unwilling to bring up the crew, his friends talked in other directions.
But Song Xiaolan didn't care to listen, his whole heart was on the other side of this wall, and he was already in a daze.
On the other side of the wall, there were all kinds of yelling for wine, and the laughter of middle-aged men.
It's earthy, vulgar, and disgusting.
Sister Hua never brought Song Xiaolan with her when it came to socializing. Afraid of being secretly photographed accidentally, it would affect his debut plan.
Now the picture of Zhao Yi next door, surrounded by the smell of wine and meat, filled his senses with a little imagination.
Song Xiaolan was disgusted.
This woman Zhao Yi is really bad.
He got up to go to the toilet, passed by the box next door, but saw that the door was not closed, and the picture inside came straight to his eyes.
On Zhao Yi's waist was a fat man's hand, and the fat man's belly was shaking slightly because of excitement.
Zhao Yi had a smile on his face. Once her face was blushed, no matter what kind of smile she had, she would be alluring.
Song Xiaolan looked away and went to look at Rococo, and found that she was also drinking heavily, and she had no intention of helping Zhao Yi stop drinking.
Song Xiaolan's face seemed to twitch, which was very ugly.
He hated, hated himself for having lost his breath during the day because of such a woman, almost moved his heart. But when he saw her sitting inside, he felt a little distressed.
He must be bewitched.
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