Animation production starts with healing the audience

Magic City, Qinghui Building.

"Fang Dong, there is an official invitation here. "

Zhang Siyu pushed open the office door, walked in, looked at Fang Zheng and said softly.

"Invite?"

Fang Zheng was a little puzzled, what did the official invite him to do for no reason?

"The email has been forwarded to your private mailbox, you can take a look. "

Fang Zheng turned on the computer, logged in to his mailbox, and sure enough, there was an unread message.

clicked to check it, and Fangzheng's eyes narrowed slightly.

Closing the computer casually, Fang Zheng raised his head to look at Zhang Siyu and said, "Handle all the work in the afternoon, and follow me to meet the owner of the email in the evening." "

At six o'clock in the afternoon, it was the rush hour for getting off work, and Fang Zheng and Zhang Siyu rushed to the first hotel in the magic capital by car.

Sitting on the company's newly purchased business car, Zhang Siyu was full of emotion.

Once upon a time, she was the CEO of a company and part-time as a part-time driver, but now she finally doesn't have to drive herself, and the company's special driver is responsible for going out, and she can be regarded as a successful entry into high society.

How terrifying is the rush hour of commuting in the magic capital, most people must know it, on the wide road, private cars are lined up, and every time you encounter a traffic light, there will be a long queue.

In this case, it is obviously impossible to get to the First Hotel of Modu quickly.

But fortunately, Founder had the foresight to set off an hour early, and he could still catch up with the calculation time.

At 6:40, Fang Zheng and Zhang Siyu arrived at the First Hotel in the Magic City.

"Hello, is this Mr. Fang?"

Walking into the hotel, before Fang Zheng went to the front desk to inquire, he saw a young man in a suit and gold-rimmed glasses walk forward and asked politely.

Calm, humble, and calm, this is the first feeling that the young man in front of him gives Fangzheng.

"I am, may I ask you..."

"I'm Secretary Zou's secretary Zhang Qing, Secretary Zou has been waiting for a long time, please come with me. "

Secretary Zou?

Fang Zheng's heart condensed, in the entire magic capital, it seems that there is only one who can be called Secretary Zou~

It seems that tonight's things are not simple, even the first brother of the Demon City is here.

Fang Zheng glanced at Zhang Siyu on the side, Zhang Siyu's face was also a little serious, obviously she had already guessed the identity of the other party.

"Mr. Fang, please~"

Fang Zheng and Zhang Siyu, under the leadership of Zhang Qing, took the elevator to a private room on the 17th floor.

"Mr. Fang, go in by yourself, I won't accompany you. "

Zhang Qing, as the secretary of the number one leader in the magic city, obviously knows the character of Secretary Zou very well, and he is also a clear man for some rules.

Toot ~ Toot ~ Toot ~

Fang Zheng looked at the back of Zhang Qing leaving, frowned slightly, and then knocked softly on the door.

"Please come in~"

Fang Zheng pushed open the door and walked in, a private room with a very simple decoration style, retro-style tables and chairs, landscape-colored murals, and a screen was placed in the place where the box entered the door.

Fang Zheng and Zhang Siyu bypassed the screen and saw the owner who invited him this time, Secretary Zou.

In addition to Secretary Zou, there was also an old man in a military uniform with a red face, and there was a laptop on the table between the two, who seemed to be looking at something.

"Hello Secretary Zou, the traffic jam on the road is a little late. "

Fang Zheng looked at the old man in front of him with a smile, there was no need to introduce, the one in military uniform obviously couldn't be the leader of the Demon City.

"Haha, it's okay! Sit down and talk!"

When Secretary Zou heard Fang Zheng's words, he raised his head and looked at Fang Zheng for a moment.

Although he is young, he is not frivolous, and he does not have the impetuousness that a young man of this age should have, but gives people a very calm feeling.

His dark eyes were deep and focused, with an occasional flash of wisdom.

What a young man!

Sure enough, he is worthy of being the person who created a precedent for animation.,It's obvious that he's a smart person who can run anime and A Society.,Obviously, he's a smart person.。

"Hey, boy, let me ask you, why don't you have our country's tanks in this anime?"

Without waiting for Fang Zheng to say hello to Secretary Zou, the old man in military uniform on the side looked at Fang Zheng unceremoniously, his face a little displeased.

"Do you look down on the tanks of our country, or do you think that our tanks are inferior to these foreign goods?!"

The tone of the old man in military uniform made Fang Zheng frown, and he glanced at the old man in military uniform suspiciously.

"Hehe~ Let me introduce you, this is from the XX war zone, surnamed Pang. "

Secretary Zou heard the words of the old man in military uniform, and introduced to Fang Zheng with a smile.

But it was only said that Pang Lao was from the military region, and did not say anything specific about the position.

Fang Zheng also understands this, after all, this thing is better kept secret, if Secretary Zou tells him the details of the other party's identity, then he should worry about himself.

Some people and some things, the more you know, the better, and it's also a good choice to pretend to be confused once in a while.

"It turned out to be Pang Lao, who was rude. "

For soldiers, Fang Zheng respects them from the bottom of his heart, and the old man in front of him, although he doesn't know the specific position, can sit with Secretary Zou, this identity is obviously not ordinary.

"What a faux pas is not rude, you haven't answered my question yet, old man!"

The old man was obviously short-tempered, he was a straight man, and his mood was written on his face, and everyone could see that the old man seemed to be a little angry.

"Pang Lao, the work "The Girl and the Chariot" has its own setting, and your chariot in it is from that eventful era, when we..."

Fang Zheng didn't finish his words, but Secretary Zou and Pang Lao both knew the meaning of Fang Zheng's words.

During that time, I believe that every Xia country person will remember it clearly, and the older generation used their own flesh and blood to exchange for today's prosperity.

It is not too much to say that it is an inch of mountains and rivers and an inch of blood.

Listening to Fang Zheng's words, Pang Lao and Secretary Zou looked a little lonely, their own families were miserable in that era, they were not as good as foreign countries in all aspects, and the poor didn't even have their own tanks.

Alas~

After a long time, Old Man Pang sighed, his mood improved a little, and he muttered.

"Obviously, our chariot is not bad now, why don't you publicize it? Your anime is not good!

Pang Lao listened to Fang Zheng's explanation, and the unhappy expression on his face faded a lot, but he still shook his head to say that he didn't like this anime.

Looking at Old Man Pang's stubborn appearance, a word crossed Fang Zheng's mind... Tsundere??

PS: Kneel down and beg for a lot of support from the big guys you like, and I'm grateful for hitting the street!!!