The National Director is Mr. Perfect

Of course, An Hao's thoughts will not be known by Junci.

But one's sudden emotions can't deceive others.

Jun Ci also felt An Hao's disappointment in an instant.

The corners of her lips hidden under the mask slightly hooked, and she didn't mind much.

Age is indeed the main point that is not convincing.

"Jun Ci, hello, I am the witch doctor Miao Jiang, the author of the Book of Life and Death in Immortals. My real name is An Hao."

An Hao introduced himself politely, and at the same time, watching Junci's youthful demeanor, he was obviously smaller.

Mr. Jun always feels weird. After thinking about it, he just called his name.

The image he showed in front of Junci is that kind of mature and stable appearance.

"Mr. An must know that what I bought is your film and television copyright, so Mr. An should know that I have the idea of ​​shooting this novel."

Jun Ci sat down and snapped his fingers neatly to invite the waiter to order coffee. At the same time, he went straight in and talked directly to An Hao about the novel.

"Actually I don't quite understand..."

An Hao drank a cup of coffee and concealed the nervousness that had risen inexplicably after seeing Junci. He hesitated for a while before he said: "I don't know what point you like in my novel. I asked myself if my novel was Wherever it shines. There are more fantasy novels for you to choose from, and it can also bring fan effects, rather than being unknown like me."

Jun Ci took a sip of coffee, with an extremely elegant posture: "Because your copyright is cheap."

Anhao: "..."

Jun Ci's words were so direct that they caught An Hao off guard.

I can only cough twice: "Is it just for this reason?"

Or because Junci's words directly made him a little uncomfortable, An Hao could not help but add: "If Mr. Jun is just based on this reason, I believe there may be cheaper copyrights."

As soon as Jun Ci raised his eyes, his name changed, and he was obviously a little angry.

The teenager smiled indifferently: "Mr. An, of course I know. But there are not many who have your writing style. Although the storyline is old-fashioned, but it won my favor, I won't talk nonsense. This time I come to see Mr. An. You just want you to participate in the adaptation of the novel. Adapt the content of the novel into a suitable script. If you are not good at adapting, you only need to do some polishing on the script, and I will pay you a suitable payment."

When An Hao heard this, he suddenly raised his eyes in surprise, "Are you really going to shoot?"

Obviously, just now, he thought that Jun Ci was joking.

"Of course, otherwise, what do I want your film and television rights to do. Even if it is 300,000, Mr. An, the money is not for casual play. You only need to say, disagree."

Anhao was silent.

After knowing that his novel was going to be filmed, he basically realized that destroying the drama was inevitable.

However, if you can adapt the novel yourself, at least it won't be too ugly in the plot, right?

After all, this aspect of special effects is already unavoidable. Being able to control the plot well may not be unsatisfactory.

After thinking about this, An Hao made up his mind, his fingers tightened slightly: "Okay, I promise you."

Hearing An Hao's answer, it was also in Junci's expectation that she raised her eyebrows and said, "Then, I wish us a happy cooperation."

Since she started to work in this industry, she has always said the phrase happy cooperation.