Wang Qiong said: "Susu's people, thanks to you, I had a few days of nanny service."

At this time, the aunt said to Fu Zhiran with a smile: "I stewed the light soup, Miss Fu just woke up, first drink some light soup run a run, the rice will be ready."

Fu Zhiran nodded with a smile, "thank you."

Then she frowns and stares at the aunt. Yun Mu Su is really a nanny. She lives by herself. Why should she pay for a nanny.

Go back to him and tell him to take the people away.

Thinking that she didn't ask any more, she turned to the bathroom and came out after washing. She saw Wang Qiong sitting on the sofa with her mobile phone playing games. She asked, "where's my computer?"

She didn't see her computer on the computer desk in her room just now.

Wang Qiong replied, "in the drawer of your computer desk, you can do things after dinner."

After a while, she couldn't write anything. Fu Zhiran went to Wang Qiong and sat down. She glanced at the game Wang Qiong was playing.

Her eyes twinkled.

Wang Qiong just finished a game, she did not continue, locked the mobile phone screen, like a whim, excitedly grabbed Fu Zhiran's hand and said: "when you finish writing the script, let's go to Europe."

Fu Zhiran nodded without thinking, "good."

See her answer so straightforward, Wang Qiong frown, with the eyes of inquiry at her, "Fu Zhiran?"

This wake up, and her mood before going to bed is too different.

Fu Zhiran picks eyebrows, "what's the matter?"

"You..." Wang Qiong looked at Fu Zhiran and said nothing.

Even if she pretends to be indifferent, she should be trying to do it. Why should she mention it.

See her desire to talk and stop, Fu Zhiran doubt, "what's wrong with me?"

Wang Qiong put away her concern and asked, "have you finished the outline of the script?"

"It's not hard to add a girl." Fu Zhiran said softly, reached for the soup on the tea table and drank it.

Wang Qiong was dubious that she had become so light when she woke up to the problem that she had racked her brains and was about to turn white.

She asked uncertainly, "have you figured out how to add roles?"

Fu Zhiran nodded and then dropped her eyes.

……

The train of thought is figured out, and it's like flowing water. Within a week, Fu Zhiran revealed the new outline and drama list.

Having completed the most difficult procedure of the whole script, she was afraid that there would be further changes. She called the producer, made an appointment with the director, and was ready to communicate face to face. When they confirmed, she began to write the script.

Fu Zhiran came to the company early. It was the small meeting room where he met with the director last time. Neither the director nor the producer came yet.

She took out her computer and was ready to go over her outline again to see if there would be any new inspiration.

Just watching, the chat software below pops up a message to add friend request.

She opened it and asked for additional information: I'm your new editor, wonton.

New editor, so fast!

Fu Zhiran was surprised for a moment, and then ordered to accept. Then she went to her previous editor's number and found that their signatures had been changed: they have left. If you have any questions, please contact your new editor.

Konjac signature is the same, looking at konjac that familiar head, her heart is very reluctant.