The National Director is Mr. Perfect Chapter 122: Anhao agrees to adapt

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Of course, An Hao’s thoughts will not be known by Junci.

But the sudden emotions of a person cannot deceive others.

Jun Ci also felt An Hao's disappointment in an instant.

The corners of her lips hidden under the mask slightly hooked, and she didn't mind much.

Age is indeed a major point that is not convincing.

"Junci, hello, I am the witch doctor Miao Jiang, the author of the Book of Life and Death in Immortals. My real name is Anhao."

An Hao introduced himself politely, and at the same time, watching Junci's youthful demeanor, he was obviously smaller.

Mr. Jun always feels weird. After thinking about it, he just called his name.

The image he showed in front of Junci is that mature and stable.

"Mr. An must know that what I bought is the copyright of your film and television, so Mr. An should know that I have the idea of ​​shooting this novel."

Jun Ci sat down and snapped his fingers neatly to invite the waiter to order coffee. At the same time, he went straight in and talked directly to An Hao about the novel.

"Actually I don't know much..."

An Hao drank a cup of coffee and concealed the nervousness that he had risen inexplicably after seeing Junci. He hesitated for a while before he said: "I don't know what point you like in my novel, I asked myself There is nothing brilliant about my novels. There are more fantasy novels for you to choose from, which can also bring fan effects, rather than unknown ones like me."

Jun Ci took a sip of coffee, with an extremely elegant posture: "Because your copyright is cheap."

An Hao: "..."

Jun Ci's words were so direct that they caught An Hao off guard.

I can only cough twice: "Is it just for this reason?"

Or because Junci’s words directly made him a little uncomfortable, An Hao could not help but add: "If Mr. Jun is just based on this reason, I believe there may be cheaper copyrights."

As soon as Jun Ci raised his eyes, his name changed, and he was obviously a little out of breath.

The young man smiled indifferently: "Mr. Ann, of course I know. But there are not many who have your writing style. Although the storyline is old-fashioned, it won my mind. I won't talk too much nonsense. Looking for you, Mr. An, just want you to participate in the adaptation of the novel. Adapt the content of the novel into a suitable script. If you are not good at adapting, you only need to do some polishing on the script, and I will pay you a suitable payment."

When An Hao heard this, he looked up in surprise, "Are you really going to shoot?"

Apparently, just now, he thought that Junci was joking.

"Of course, or what do I want your film and television copyright for. Even if it is 300,000, Mr. An, the money is not for casual play. You just need to say, disagree."

Anhao was silent.

After knowing that his novel was going to be filmed, he basically realized that ruining the drama was inevitable.

However, if you can adapt the novel yourself, at least the plot won’t be too ugly, right?

After all, special effects are already unavoidable. Being able to control the plot well may not be unsatisfactory.

Thinking about this, An Hao, after making up his mind, his fingers tightened slightly: "Okay, I promise you."

Hearing An Hao’s answer, Jun Ci was expecting it, she raised her eyebrows and said: "Then, I wish us a happy cooperation."

Since she started to work in this industry, she has always said the phrase "happy cooperation".