Yan Mofei smiled and said, "Oh? You wrote it? Then why didn't you submit it yourself? Don't you want to cooperate with me?"
Ma Mingbin felt a chill run down his spine as he watched Yan Mofei smile. This was Yan Mofei, not just a celebrity but also the crown prince of the Yan Group. A small studio couldn't afford to offend him.
"How is this possible?"
Ma Mingbin came over immediately and handed over his business card.
Yan Mofei glanced at it calmly and asked, "Speaking of the studio?"
"Yes, yes. My friend and I opened a small studio together and we make a living by writing scripts and novels."
"Our studio submitted several scripts to you, but they weren't selected. As for the script for 'Misty Mystery Island,' I submitted it myself. It's just not complete. You can check it out."
Yan Mofei instantly knew who had sent those two pages.
"Oh? You've already submitted all the others, why only two pages for this one?"
Ma Mingbin glared at Lin Po with a rather unpleasant expression, cursing inwardly: "That brat only showed me two pages."
If he hadn't held back on giving me the complete script, I would have submitted the complete script long ago.
Although I got the complete script later, Yan Mofei had already announced that the script had been selected and the submission deadline had come.
Ma Mingbin continued to laugh at Yan Mofei, "That's because there's no news on the other manuscripts, so I thought I'd submit two chapters first for your review. Once there's definite news, I'll submit the rest. That way, no one will be tired."
"Really? But when we solicited submissions, it was clearly stated that we wanted the entire book. I don't know why, Ma...Boss, you think you're special and only need a portion first?"
Ma Mingbin was speechless after being criticized by Yan Mofei. It wasn't that he didn't want to invest in all the projects, but because he didn't have all the scripts.
"This is my fault. But I wrote this script, and I never thought that someone under my command would secretly submit it to you."
Lin Po's face turned very red, and for a moment he didn't know whether he was too embarrassed or too angry.
He lowered his head and kept twisting the hem of his clothes with his fingers.
"Really? Whose script is this? I don't want to collaborate with a plagiarist without knowing the reason."
"You'd better give me a definite answer."
Yan Mofei was talking, but his eyes were looking at Lin Po.
Lin Po's already worn hem was wrinkled by his fingers. He raised his head to look at Yan Mofei, then quickly lowered it.
"I……"
Just as he was about to speak, he was immediately interrupted by Ma Mingbin: "Of course it's me. He's a writer who works in my studio. He usually likes to do some sneaky things and has taken other people's hard work for himself many times."
"I didn't expect that this time it would be stolen from me."
Ma Mingbin said with a sad face: "I should have fired him earlier. I hired him because of his family's difficulties."
"I've never treated him badly in the studio, but he just can't change his bad habits."
He sighed heavily and shook his head.
"I won't bother with you this time. Just apologize to Boss Yan and leave."
Yan Mofei didn't say anything, but looked at Lin Po with interest.
Lin Po gritted his teeth and didn't move.
"What? I've been very tolerant of you. Just apologize and leave. Do you still want me to treat you?"
Ma Mingbin smiled respectfully at Yan Mofei: "Young people are just ignorant. They dare to do some things, but when they are found out, they pretend to be wronged. That's how I was deceived by him before."
Yan Mofei still didn't say anything, didn't even look at Ma Mingbin, and continued to look at Lin Po.
He took a sip of the drink in front of him and grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds to eat.
The office was silent, the only sound being the sound of Yan Mofei cracking sunflower seeds. Each sound seemed to explode in Lin Po's heart.
Seeing that he was still standing there, Ma Mingbin reached out and pushed him.
Lin Po couldn't stand steadily and was pushed down on the sofa.
"Look at you, what do you want? Do you want to see me and Boss Yan cooperate?"
Lin Po didn't know if he was stimulated, and finally whispered: "I wrote the script."
Yan Mofei rarely spoke: "What did you say?"
Ma Mingbin angrily retorted, "What nonsense are you talking about? Don't forget your mother is still waiting for you. I'm lucky I didn't fire you."
Lin Po spoke again, his voice a little louder: "I wrote the script!"
"You keep talking nonsense, you..." Ma Mingbin wanted to slap Lin Po.
Not only did he submit his work without telling her, he even took the initiative to come here to negotiate the contract. If he hadn't discovered it, Lin Po might have been stabbed in the back for no apparent reason.
What an ungrateful person!
"What are you doing, Boss Ma? We don't allow hitting people here." Yan Mofei's voice was cold.
"You all said you wrote the script yourself. Now I don't know who to believe. How am I supposed to sign this contract?"
It sounded like Yan Mofei was a little angry.
If someone else came to our side and found a real or fake screenwriter, we would definitely be unhappy.
"Yes, yes. I'm sorry to have delayed Boss Yan's time. I'll be there soon."
Ma Mingbin was ready to forcibly send Lin Po out.
Lin Po got up by himself. He raised his head and looked at Yan Mofei, his idol.
He didn't want to embarrass himself in front of his idol, didn't want to leave a bad impression on him. He wanted to prove that he could do it, that he was a genuine fan of Yan Mofei.
"I wrote the script independently. I started thinking about it three years ago."
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