Chapter 171： What kind of bad thoughts can an assistant have?

As soon as these words came out, Lian Mianhou and Song Mishan immediately became embarrassed.

really,

It's not buying a house. It's really useless to talk about whether the layout is good or not.

Song Mishan took the initiative to open the file on the desktop and said:

"The rest of the hotel, to be honest, is not very different from other hotels, and there is nothing special about it."

"But his deep-sea theme is particularly good."

When it came to the word "special", Song Mishan also paused for a moment, then continued:

"The hotel's deep-sea suites and deep-sea restaurants, whether it is sea view, fish, lighting or room layout, are the top configurations I have ever seen."

"Although I have stayed in undersea themed hotels before, compared to the Langair Hotel, I can only say that those are low-end versions."

Song Mishan spoke truthfully.

While listening, Kou Cen flipped through the pictures and documents of the Langai Hotel, his eyes changed slightly.

Song Mishan has followed him around for so many years. He has stayed in good hotels and eaten in countless good restaurants.

Even he can say that,

It seems that this hotel is really good.

"What do you think?" Kou Cen turned to Lian Mianhou and asked.

"The hotel has a good environment and a good atmosphere. I'm just worried that it won't be easy to negotiate the price."

Lian Mianhou expressed his thoughts.

As an outreach producer, his main job is to liaise with venues and coordinate various forces.

Therefore, his more important task, in addition to watching the venue, is also responsible for communicating with the opponent.

And the feeling that Wen Zifan and the whole hotel gave him,

Although very warm and polite,

But it is limited to enthusiasm and courtesy,

There is no other superfluous attitude,

This made him feel that it would not be too convenient to talk about business in the end.

"Don't worry about such small things, I want a good scene."

Kou Cen waved his right hand,

She didn't take the anxiety of the face thick at all to heart.

This time the producer came with a big investment.

The money for renting a hotel would not be taken seriously at all.

The market feedback after the launch is what they really value.

Kou Cen opened his mouth and said, "The matter of the hotel will be decided after other people come back."

"In addition, at 2:00 this afternoon, everyone will have a meeting to meet and finalize the candidates for the male and female protagonists."

"Okay, Director Kou."

……

A few days later,

"Okay, thank you for choosing our hotel."

"I'll tell our boss right away."

Hanging up the phone, Wen Zifan took a deep breath,

Just now,

The "Mr. Sweetheart" crew called and wanted to rent a hotel venue to shoot a TV series.

"I've never seen a live TV drama before!"

A trace of excitement flashed in Wen Zifan's eyes, he picked up the notebook in his hand, and looked for Boss Chen's appearance.

The first stop, the boss's office, isn't there.

The second stop, the coffee table in the lobby, is not there.

The third stop, the Deep Sea Restaurant, is not there.

Wen Zifan rolled his eyes helplessly.

This boss is completely different from other bosses. He doesn't have a fixed place every day, so he knows that he is wandering around in the hotel.

finally,

After experiencing swimming pools, bars and children's playgrounds, fitness places,

Wen Zifan saw Chen Jianhai, shirtless, wearing a pair of swimming trunks lying on a coconut umbrella wooden bed and wearing sunglasses on the beach far away.

At this moment,

do not know why,

Wen Zifan, who was sweating profusely, wanted to strangle this lazy person to death.

Put on high heels and stockings,

Wen Zifan stepped on the beach and walked to Chen Jianhai's side against the blazing sun, and said:

"Boss, I have something to report to you."

Um?

Chen Jianhai was sleeping on the beach, lazily drowsy,

Suddenly I heard Wen Zifan's voice,

He was so frightened that he subconsciously pulled the towel next to him to cover Mimi in front of his chest.

Somewhat cramped, he sat up halfway and said:

"What's up?"

Seeing this, Wen Zifan silently rolled his eyes,

opened his mouth;

"Boss, "Mr. Sweetheart" just got a call and wants to rent our hotel's submarine suite, deep-sea restaurant and garden as a shooting location,"

"The rental fee is 100,000 a day,"

"According to the needs, the actors of the crew may also stay in the hotel, and this part of the cost of the stay will be calculated separately at that time."

Chen Jianhai stood up calmly,

While wrapping himself in a bathrobe under the high temperature, he frowned and asked:

"Are the directors and producers of this crew confirmed?"

"Sure."

Wen Zifan said.

"I found their project proposal and review notice on the Internet, and the producers and production units are all right."

Chen Jianhai thought for a while and said:

"The price of 100,000 a day is also acceptable, and the hotel can accept it."

"Okay boss, I'll go and reply to them."

Wen Zifan finished the business and was about to leave, but when he saw Chen Jianhai's blushing hot face,

A wicked smile flashed in her eyes.

"By the way, boss, there is one more thing."

Wen Zifan suddenly spoke, with a look of hesitation in his eyes.

"What's up?"

Chen Jianhai's voice contained obvious anxiety.

At this time, the top of his head was steaming hot, and big beads of sweat dripped down his chin from his forehead.

But the female employee reported the work in front of her,

He is not good at showing his **** either. He only wears a pair of swimming trunks to communicate with each other. He always wants to give himself some dignity as a boss.

So I could only grit my teeth and endure it.

"I think... what is it?"

Wen Zifan's eyes showed a thoughtful look, a word was on his lips but he couldn't remember it.

At first, Chen Jianhai could wait patiently.

But as the full 2 ​​minutes passed,

Chen Jianhai's face was flushed with heat, and the neckline of the bathrobe in his right hand was loose from time to time.

The whole body is like washing with water,

Sweat dripped down in strands.

Wen Zifan saw that Chen Jianhai's endurance was almost at the limit, and after waiting any longer, he must have fainted from heat stroke,

Then he tapped his head lightly, with a sudden realization on his face, he said:

"It doesn't seem to be anything. Boss, I'll go back to work first."

After speaking,

Wen Zifan tilted his head slightly and smiled naughty at Chen Jianhai,

She twisted her body and walked to the hotel.

in the sun,

Wen Zifan's thin-banded red flip-flops stepped on the beach Every step of the way, a pinch of golden sand was dug up.

puff puff,

Like a small excavator, with a hint of naughty and trickery.

Seeing that Wen Zifan just turned around,

Without saying a word, Chen Jianhai took off his bathrobe and threw himself into the sea with a thud.

The cool sea water instantly took away the heat from the skin and washed away the sweat from the body.

"Why didn't I find a male assistant back then!!!"

Chen Jianhai patted the sea angrily.

"If I find a male assistant, let's not talk about work in swimming trunks,"

"Even in the sauna, the old man can be calm and right!"

He lowered his head and swam two laps,

Suddenly Chen Jianhai got out of the sea with a puzzled expression on his face!

its not right,

That girl is a clever ghost, everything and schedule are written down in this book, each item is very detailed,

How could she have something she couldn't remember? !

Thinking of this, Chen Jianhai's expression gradually turned hideous.

"She did it on purpose!"

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