"Monica, it's so nice to see you again."

"Me too, Lee."

Li Zhenyu invited her to sit down beside him. "Sam, I think you two are old acquaintances. You don't need me to introduce you."

"certainly."

Sam smiled and nodded, thinking, 'It seems that this play will still use Monica's role and enrich the background.'

In the previous film, "Skyfall", Monica played the granddaughter of an old servant, and looked after Bond's old house with her grandfather.

In the end, Grandpa and Mrs. M escape through the tunnel, while she stays behind to fight alongside Bond.

Obviously, both of them survived in the end, only M went to see God as usual.

"In Spectre, your role is more complete. Because of what happened before, you become an independent intelligence agent with no intention of joining the Spectre peripheral organization."

"Provided Bond with clues about the meeting and assisted him in escaping after being exposed. Unfortunately, he was shot..."

Starring in two films in a row is already the limit for a Bond girl. Any more will make Bond lose his own charm.

It will also result in losing sight of the important and reversing roles.

Therefore, this will be Monica's last 007 series, and she is very satisfied with it.

Because of her previous outstanding performance, Monica received some invitations from Hollywood. Although they were not big productions, they at least reopened the closed door.

However, she was very clear that this was not just due to "admiration" for her, "support from MGM was the key."

The threat posed by that bastard Harvey ended when she was hired by MGM.

People didn't want to offend Harvey for a woman.

But if someone breaks the rules in front of him, withstands the pressure and leaves Xavi helpless.

Then they don't mind and pretend nothing happened.

In the adult world, learning to 'forget' is equally important.

"It seems that you have been reborn."

"Yes, it's all thanks to your support, Li. Do you have time to talk to me alone later?"

Looking at the couple in heat on the sofa opposite, Sam wanted to say, "I can leave now if they need me."

But he had too much to say about the script in his hand, "Boss, do you mind if I delay you for a few more minutes?"

"Go to the room and wait for me first." Li Zhenyu waved his big hand, patted Qiuhua's plump butt with a wicked smile, "Go ahead, I'll be there soon."

After sending off the ball flower, Li Zhenyu's expression became serious for a second, "Is there something wrong with the script?"

"It's... No, it's not the script, it's just that there are some parts I haven't understood yet."

"Okay, let's start from the beginning..."

It took Li Zhenyu nearly half an hour to explain the contents of the script to Sam, including explaining to him the effect he wanted.

It should have classic '007' elements, the story should be thrilling and the rhythm should be tight enough.

Innovation, whether in weapons, cars, or the vehicles used.

There is no need to replace the weapons with ultra-modern ones that are too advanced and out of touch with realism. It will be enough to spend a little time and effort to come up with some new ideas.

This is the 21st century, and people are tired of those old-fashioned things.

Even if it was just an amphibious plane borrowed from the "pier", there should at least be some highlights to see, even if it's just one more ridiculous graffiti.

For example, Daying has always been a very unhuman person.

Or, when France was under siege, the French were busy trying to capture Paris . No one could capture Paris before France surrendered.

“…”

Sam scratched his itchy hair and said awkwardly, "If we do this, we won't be able to release it in Europe."

Li Zhenyu was surprised. "Don't the British and French have a sense of humor? That's really regrettable..."

Sam's scalp tingled and his butt felt like there were thorns growing under it. Is this the same thing as humor? "Okay, you decide the details. Any other questions?"

Hearing this, Sam stood up impatiently, completely different from his previous eager attitude to seek advice.

Now he just wanted to stay away from the BOSS, for fear that he would hear some hellish joke again.

To be honest, being British, he didn't find it funny at all.

Except for the last two sentences...

He left with a brand new script that smelled of ink. He accidentally looked back and saw Li Zhenyu striding up the stairs through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

That impatience made him feel envious. Being able to have a barrier-free soccer game with the player is the dream of many men.

…

After playing soccer all night, Li Zhenyu won the final victory with a score of 8:0.

Such amazing results made him feel good that morning, sitting on the mowed lawn with a cup of coffee.

Facing the morning sunshine, Li Zhenyu felt extremely comfortable and relaxed.

'It would be nice to spend a day like this.'

Buzz~ The weather is not good, and the phone with the screen turned on is shaking non-stop on the table.

"Damn the man who invented the cell phone."

At this moment, he hated this greatest invention in modern times, and all his good mood disappeared.

The call was from Stephen Cooper, saying that Kevin was back and the board meeting could be held today.

Hearing this news, he felt a little better. "I want to meet with all the board members this afternoon."

"Of course, they look forward to meeting you as well."

After finalizing the time, Li Zhenyu shouted to the room, "Cai En, come here. We need to re-check the itinerary."

This morning, he should have given himself a day off, but now it was clear that there was no chance.

All the afternoon inspections of the crew were moved to the morning. He needed to free up time for the board of directors.

In addition, the personal care and full body massage that Coco had arranged for him would also be cancelled, "or, we could move it to the evening if you don't have other plans."

As an administrative assistant, Caien completely understands the difficulties faced by her seniors these days.

The boss's schedule changes too often and too quickly.

Whenever we make plans, there are always some small incidents at the critical moment, and all plans are disrupted as one trip is cancelled.

Then, you will get caught up in the busy time management...

Before taking this job, Caien never thought that one day she would be able to measure time in seconds.

She felt distraught every time she was backstabbed by these accidents.

Caien would repeat in her mind countless times, "15 salary, 80 million, 80 million..."

After she repeated it a dozen times, something magical happened.

The irritating feeling miraculously disappeared, and I became calm and capable again, handling all the troubles with a professional smile.

…

PS: Thank you book friend 1446 for the reward, and thank you boss, may the boss get rich!

(End of this chapter)