At this moment, Xuankai was absent-minded and his attention was always on his mobile phone.
After waiting anxiously for a long time, the screen finally lit up.
He couldn't wait to unlock the door and received a reply from his assistant.
[Mr. Shi, the front desk did not wait for Miss Sheng Yuan. The actors in the crew said that she went directly to the parking lot on the underground first floor and was picked up by her agent.] [The things... were not delivered.] "..."
After an unknown amount of time, the meeting ended and I returned to my office.
Shi Xuan stared quietly at the long brocade box in his hand - the "thing" that had not been given away.
There are a thousand emotions in those deep eyes.
There was a sudden knock on the door.
"Come in." Shi Xuan responded in a deep voice, and at the same time quickly opened the drawer next to him and put the brocade box in.
The person who came in was none other than Mr.
It was the secretary general sent by Mr. Shi to "supervise" people who urged Shi Xuan through the special assistant of the branch company.
The man was about forty years old, dressed in formal attire, and had a profound temperament.
As expected of Mr. Shi's man, he has been following Shi Xuan all this time, and has never spoken a word beyond giving instructions. Although he is always by his side, he is like an invisible man and does not seem out of place.
But his presence is not low at all. When dealing with Shi Xuan, he is always able to give just the right amount of advice in a gentle and calm manner, like a dragonfly skimming the water, and stopping just when he has made the point.
Shi Xuan was well aware of the Secretary-General's abilities.
"Master, please review the details of the Changxi Street Mall acquisition case," the other party handed over a document, "If you confirm that it is correct, I will hand it over to the old gentleman for review."
Shi Xuan looked calm on the outside, but his heart was agitated. The Changxi Shopping Mall acquisition case was the last test paper given by his grandfather. Its submission meant that his supervision was about to enter the countdown.
He knew what his grandfather meant by this. While teaching him a lesson, he was just trying to trip him up, but he never intended to compromise from the beginning to the end.
...So what if Sheng Yuan and Shi Yan are engaged? Grandpa is furious at the moment, but as long as he waits for him to make amends for everything and get the mistake back to the right starting point, then Grandpa will be helpless.
He Shixuan is never a person who gives up easily.
/ Film and Television City.
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Tonight, the largest observation deck restaurant in the capital is more beautiful than usual.
The reason is simple. Today is the birthday of the distinguished prince of Prince Ling's Mansion. The whole restaurant has been booked by the rich and powerful. The sons of officials and friends have been invited. The restaurant is decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and it is grand and lively.
But the birthday protagonist looked uninterested.
Sitting in the main seat, he was filled with debauchery and luxury. The array of food and wine on the table did not arouse any interest in him. He lowered his eyes and watched the same program every year, finding it extremely boring.
He hooked his finger to attract the servant next to him, then raised his hand and slapped him hard on the face with a fake smile.
"Today is my prince's big day, and you are trying to fool me with this kind of nonsense, right?"
The other person's face was slapped until it turned red, and he grimaced in pain, but he tried hard to endure it, being humble and submissive, not daring to hide. Fortunately, he was prepared.
"Please calm down, my lord. Please wait a moment. I promise that I will satisfy you."
The prince let go, "Oh? Really?"
He smiled sinisterly, and his handsome face looked a little ferocious: "If this prince is not satisfied, my snake pool will use you as food for today."
The other party answered yes with trembling body, then took a step forward and clapped his hands. Suddenly the whole hall darkened and all the candles were extinguished.
"Where did this all come from?"
Someone expressed doubts.
As soon as the words fell, the sound of leisurely stringed instruments came in, like the pleasant sound of a spring.
No one could see her clearly.
One could only make out through the shadow that it was a moon-shaped bun with a wisp of tassels hanging from the end. The tassels swayed in the breeze, creating ripples in people's hearts.
She stood slender and graceful, not even as big as a hand.
The shawl tied around her slender arms fluttered backwards, interweaving with the hem of her skirt, creating a faint shadow like clouds and mist. In an instant, at this moment, she seemed like the noble goddess in a photogenic ancient painting, suddenly coming to life.
Just a moment, just a glance.
Everyone's attention was drawn to it, and they turned their heads away, unable to look away.
The sounds of stringed instruments gradually became clearer.
The figure suddenly disappeared.
Before I could follow it with my eyes, the halo gradually expanded, from a whole piece of scattered light to a circle. Small halos were chasing each other, slowly rotating, and then gathered together.
At the last moment, just like the fireworks bursting out, it lit up in an instant, adding a dazzling and dazzling look to the entire waterside pavilion.
The faint shadow finally stopped playing hide-and-seek with them.
The scene changed, and the five dancers moved in unison, waving the shawls on their shoulders and arms, while she appeared in the center with her back turned.
Barefoot, wearing an exotic misty blue leggings skirt, a thin back, and slender white arms hugging the pipa behind her back.
Two golden bells were buckled on Lingding's ankles, swaying delicately as she moved.
The drumbeats grew louder, raising the mood as well.
It was as if a light was following her outline.
She nimbly brought the pipa back into her arms, turned around, and covered her face with tears, revealing a pair of almond-shaped eyes with red at the corners, which looked lively and bright.
The distant mountains are dark blue, and the long eyelashes flutter like butterfly wings.
Every time she lowered her eyes and raised them, her movements were filled with the girl's captivating beauty.
She smiled gently, and moved among the crowd like an elf, extremely agile, yet still high above, stepping on the Tianchi Lake, ethereal and void, ready to turn around and leave at any time, making it easily untouchable.
…
In the video monitor.
The crew of "Power" took great pains and prepared for this scene for a long time.
The lighting, stage, and transitions are all carefully designed, and everything is acquired through practice.
Take the lighting for example. Director Hu said that modern lights are too obvious and suggested using primitive candlelight. However, in this way, the cost and effort of the trial would have to be several times higher.
When making experimental adjustments, the props teacher of the crew was so worried that he cried.
But when they looked at the girl on the monitor, their hearts, which had been raised in the air, fell back into their stomachs.
This little girl, I’m afraid she will have to go through this game in one go.
This magnificent stage production was simply the icing on the cake for her, and the props teachers immediately felt gratified that their hard work was being put to good use.
Everyone in the venue was staring intently, and so were they.
This picture is so, so beautiful.
Gao Hui also came to the scene and she said that the moment she saw this little girl named Sheng Yuan, she knew she was capable of handling the occasion.
A transition is required.
Director Hu took the megaphone and shouted, "Cut, passed."
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