[Lao Jiang, the assistant screenwriter you want has arrived.] The middle-aged woman said to a middle-aged man with eyes.

[Thank you, I'm working hard.]

The middle-aged man was biting his pen and reading the manuscript. He didn't raise his eyes, but just said softly.

The middle-aged woman seemed to have become accustomed to his behavior. She smiled slightly and turned to Yang Aiqian and said: [Little guy, you can work here in the future. Follow him and you will be very promising.]

[Wait a minute, you are right, I'm here to participate in the Yuhuatai training class, not to apply for an assistant screenwriter.] Yang Aiqian finally said all his words.

The middle-aged woman was stunned for a moment and said: [Is it because I was wrong?]

Yang Aiqian raised his eyebrows, meaning that it would be more than anything else.

The middle-aged woman said to herself that it was a tragedy. It was difficult to find the assistant screenwriter of this workaholic. Many people quit after working for two days.

What should I do if I find the wrong person again?

At this time, the man with glasses biting the pen put down the manuscript, glanced coldly at Yang Aiqian, and said: [Assistant screenwriter, salary of HK$800 per month, but he needs to pay a registration fee of HK$2,500 to participate in the Yuhuatai training class. You are training

Everything you can learn here, but what you learn here may not be able to teach you. If you are smart, you should know how to choose.]

[You seduced me? Do you really think I am so unscrupulous?] Although Yang Aiqian thought so in his heart, he said: [Okay, you won, I did this assistant screenwriter.]

The man in glasses smiled, then stretched out his hand and said: [Smart, little guy, my name is Jiang Jiacheng.]

[What Jiang Jiacheng? Real or fake?] Yang Aiqian was slightly stunned and thought that this Jiang Jiacheng would not be the Jiang Jiacheng who was later known as the gold medal producer of Yuhua TV. In later generations, Jiang Jiacheng has many excellent works, such as "Break Up Men and Women", "

Bloody Netherworld", "The Elegy of Death", "The Killer Out of the Forest of Falling Souls", etc., are all highly rated film and television works.

[What? Do you seem to be surprised to see me?] Jiang Jiacheng asked curiously.

[Yes, Teacher Jiang, I have always admired you very much.] Yang Aiqian flattered him a little.

[Boy, don’t do this with me. If you want to get close to me, you should save money. Leave energy to do things well is the right way.] Jiang Jiacheng gave Yang Ai a small lesson.

[What Teacher Jiang taught me is that I understand, I understand.] Yang Aiqian didn’t want to touch his eyebrows too much, so he kept saying yes.

He understands these talented people, that is, they all have their own tempers.

I remember a magazine interviewed Jiang Jiacheng in his previous life. He also read the report, which said that Jiang Jiacheng was able to endure hardships since childhood. Of course, this is related to his family background. When he was seven or eight years old, his parents divorced, in order to take care of his younger brother and sister.

, He spent time in elementary school while going to school.

After graduating from high school, he was unable to find a job and worked as an administrator in a parking lot. Until one day, Jiang Jiacheng saw an advertisement for the screenwriter training class of Yuhua TV station in the newspaper. It was from that moment on that, his life was

A earth-shaking change has occurred,

At that time, he was trying his luck, but unexpectedly he was successfully passed the exam.

He was the youngest in the training class, but he was talented and curious about anything. He soon stood out in the screenwriter training class, and was nicknamed - quirky.

While information about Jiang Jiacheng was constantly flashing through his mind, Yang Aiqian thought to himself that this guy is not a simple guy. He will set up a film and television company himself in the future and need such outstanding talents.

As soon as he thought of this, he hurried forward, held the other person's hand tightly, and said affectionately: [Hello, Brother Cheng, my name is Yang Aiqian. I would like to ask you more advice from now on.]

Seeing Yang Aiqian's enthusiasm, Jiang Jiacheng was jumped, but he quickly calmed down.

He said in a plain tone: [For me, it is useless to flatter you. If you don’t work hard, I will not protect you.]

[Brother Cheng, don’t worry, I understand these things. You are a person with clear grudges. Of course, you won’t protect your shortcomings. Haha, do you think you are asking me to help now? I am very diligent in doing things.]

[Okay, give this stack of manuscripts to Director Wang and let him review it.] Jiang Family handed over to Yang Aiqian’s first job.

[Director Wang, which Director Wang?] Yang Aiqian just came, so he knew which director didn’t.

[Look, I forgot that you are new. Sister Liang, please take him to get to know the environment here first. I will only give you one day, and I won’t stop waiting for others, do you know?

By the way, how old are you this year?] Jiang Jiacheng suddenly realized after hearing this.

[Brother Cheng, I am seventeen years old this year. I will not let you down. Sister Liang, thank you for your hard work, let's go. After getting familiar with the environment, I will invite you to have tea. What do you like to drink...]

Yang Aiqian's words made Jiang Jiacheng shake his head speechlessly, thinking that he had hired something like an assistant. He was not old and was so sensible. It seems that his nickname will not be long before.

Given to him.

[Wait, you said you are only 17 years old? Is this true?] Jiang Jiacheng suddenly asked.

[Yes, Brother Cheng, what's wrong? Is there any problem?] Yang Aiqian asked.

[It's okay, but you're still so young, why don't you go to study?]

[Maybe Cheng, you may not believe it. I have been very good at brains since I was a child. Now I have learned all the courses in college, so there is nothing to read anymore.]

[What you said is true?] Jiang Jiacheng naturally doesn't believe it.

[Why, brother, please test me?] Yang Aiqian said confidently.

[Forget it, let’s talk about it later if you have the chance.] Jiang Jiacheng waved his hand and asked Yang Ai to go and get familiar with the situation first.

As soon as the two walked out the door, they saw a man stopping them timidly and asked in a low voice: [Will you recruit assistant screenwriters here?]

Yang Aiqian immediately knew that this should be the real owner today, but hehe, my job was snatched by me.

Without waiting for Sister Liang to explain, Yang Aiqian explained politely: [Sorry, this gentleman, the assistant screenwriter has been recruited. Will you do the sweeping door?]

The man threw his arm and said in a soft voice: [Woooo, you are so bullying.]

[What did you do to tell him like this?] After the man left, Sister Liang asked inexplicably.

[Nothing, I just don't feel good about him.] Yang Aiqian hated this man who doesn't look like a man.

[Okay, let's go.] Sister Liang could only shake her head helplessly at this.

Although Yang Ai was not old, his social experience in two lifetimes was not low. He did not disappoint Jiang Jiacheng, and almost met the entire crew in one day.

Bolan Street is a famous chaotic street in Hong Kong. During the day, people come and go on the streets, including white-collar men with briefcases, as well as old men and grandmas who go shopping in shopping malls to buy bargains, and the most common places are scum and scum

.

The thin monkey, thirty-four years old, looks unpredictable, with a scattered head and a messy hair. He is a rare gangster on Bolan Street. He is famous for his fierceness and viciousness. Of course, lust is also one of them.

Early in the morning, the thin monkey was wandering around the streets, wearing a big lapel shirt.

A black shabby suit, holding a skewer of fish balls in his hand, eating a big mouthful while focusing on women's underground three-way underground with their lewd eyes.

When I saw the beautiful woman, I whistled from time to time, and then said a few words in my mouth.

[Beauty, do you want to eat fish balls? Brother, I'll treat you to the table. Let's take a mouth to the mouth and make sure you're satisfied...]

[Don’t run so fast, pretend to be a stinky bitch. I’ve seen you in Lan Kwai Fong. I’ll be able to sell it and I’ll be able to let it go…]

[Girl, are your thighs tightly clamped? Do you want me to help you do it?]

[Hey, I'm still a student if I didn't pay attention. I'll help you with free tutoring for your homework...]

[Yo, these legs are good, long and straight, and they will definitely be very exciting to touch.]

...

In this way, the thin monkey wandered all the way to a chess and card hall, and the sound of mahjong inside was in full swing.

Pushing the door open, the skinny monkey walked in humming a very indecent tune, and saw four people sitting on a table on the left. At this moment, everyone was fighting happily, so he walked over and stood behind one person. The man

The mahjong placard in hand was in full swing, and suddenly felt something dripping from his neck. When he reached out to touch it, the greasy hand turned out to be a fish ball.
Chapter completed!