Don’t think that Alan is very stupid. Sometimes we can’t imagine the strange things that Omes do. With Alan, a brainless Chinese black man, he can definitely do it.

In the distant China, whether it is the employees of DreamWorks or the audience in front of the TV, was angry when they saw this.

Some time ago, it was reported that Chinese film and television workers were treated coldly in Venice, except for only a few international chapters.

At that time, everyone didn't understand it, and I was used to it. It was normal for Chinese people to be treated coldly outside.

But it has never been so intuitive.

Wang Meng's scene is too intuitive. She is just a stupid Chinese black man who is looking for trouble without any trouble. What else do you say?

"Where did this damn Allen come from? It's so annoying. If I were the boss, I really wanted to beat him up." said the DreamWorks employee.

I was happy to watch my boss walk the red carpet, but it would be even better if I won another award, but I didn't expect to encounter such a bastard.

"It's okay if I won the prize, what if I don't win it? This damn guy has forced the boss to a dead end. I'm so angry." An old employee said worriedly.

"The boss has been creating miracles, and I hope this time is the same. God, I don't have my monthly salary anymore. I'll bless you to get the award." A young man said.

"Xiao Liang is so stingy, but you are like this? Then I don't want to earn half a year's salary!"

The very uneasy Zhao Jisen, Wang Peng, Wu Juan and others stared at the TV.

Employees can be angry or even teased, but they don't think so.

It would be okay if I won the award. Dreamworks and Wang Meng's reputation will definitely soar to the sky.

But if you don’t get the award, it will be a big problem. Moreover, it will take less than half an hour to draw the award, so you don’t even have time to prepare. It’s helpless, and everything depends on luck.

"What should I do? The reporter of Midi, the bastard, Allen." The steady Zhao Jisen actually swears.

When Zhao Jisen joined DreamWorks, he saw the changes in DreamWorks and was about to realize Wang Meng's original promise, a dream-making factory, a gathering place for people with dreams.

He liked this place very much, and he didn't need to flatter Wang Meng or please Wang Meng. This big boy has a very strong demeanor, although Wang Meng was very bad in terms of feelings since childhood.

But there is absolutely nothing to say about dealing with people and treating one's own people.

There is no absolutely perfect person. At this age and such achievements, there is no need to be a little flawed.

This is not an excuse for Wang Meng, but a flaw you can find from anyone. People are never perfect.

Some people love beauty, some are greedy for money, some are greedy for power, some are petty, some are dirty inside, and some are greedy, who has no shortcomings?

At least, judging from the level that Zhao Jisen often comes into contact with, there are too many bosses of his level who like women.

In Zhao Jisen's eyes, this is not a very serious mistake. This is the attitude that a young man, Wang Meng, may have.

However, this time it was too dangerous and was forced to a dead end. How can I not worry?

"We can't do anything, let it go!" Wang Peng sighed.

"It's not that bad. At least those who know the reason won't think so. Even if the boss doesn't win the award, everyone will understand, right?" Wu Juan asked.

"Hey, don't forget that the boss slapped those media some time ago. Those guys will definitely put a spoil." Yu Long said, adding a sentence at the end: "It is not allowed to be taken."

At home, my sister Wang Tian is definitely a master who can get angry at all.

"This bastard, bastard! Bastard." Wang Tian jumped up in an instant and pointed at the TV and cursed.

Wang Zhiwei and Lu Man knew that this award was very important, so they watched the live broadcast in front of the TV.

The time difference between China and Italy is six hours. It is six o'clock in the afternoon at this moment, and China is almost a little earlier in the morning.

Anyone who stays in front of the TV likes this Venice International Film Festival very much.

Even like Wang Meng, there are concerns at home in the company.

Lu Man and Wang Zhiwei rarely stay up late. For his son, he can do nothing to eat or drink all night.

Originally, the three of them looked at their son happily and their brother walked on the red carpet for an interview. It would be even better if they won another award.

As a result, this incident suddenly appeared and became angry.

"It must be my son." Lu Man knows a little bit about the entertainment industry and knows what kind of people will be affected if Wang Meng fails to succeed.

So, my heart was in my throat.

"It's okay, don't worry." Wang Zhiwei couldn't panic and comforted the mother and daughter.

The most common people who watch this scene are fans, especially those online.

"Damn, who is that dog? Damn, I'm cheating Brother Meng. Damn, I'm looking for death. I'm killing him."

"Brother Meng is in danger. Have you watched the live broadcast? I'm still on the live broadcast now. Go and have a look. Brother Meng is in danger. He was forced to issue a letter of war by the reporter of Midi. I won't say it anymore. I'm going to watch the live broadcast. Everyone, go and have a look."

"I saw it, I'm also watching the live broadcast. It's dangerous. I hope Brother Meng can create a miracle."

"I didn't have much affection for Wang Meng, but this time I became a fan. Man. Looking at the confused reporters in China, my brain couldn't react. Fortunately, Brother Meng stood up."

"It's really strange. I didn't expect this kind of thing to be reported like this. This is the benefit of live broadcast. If it weren't for live broadcast, I would never see it. It turns out that celebrity reporters also had such a fight, so I would continue to pay attention. Finally, I would like to say, Wang Meng, you are manly enough, I hope you win the award and beat Alan's face red, haha..."

No matter how the employees, families and netizens in front of the TV discuss.

Wang Meng in Venice smiled, but his heart was filled with waves.

He could not tolerate a retreat, reporter Alan had already forced him into a dead end.

After his rebirth, Wang Meng could predict anything and gained a lot of benefits for this.

But I have never encountered such a thing before.

I have been working every step, but this time it is not easy to use.

The inertia of history has deviated here, which is really funny!

"What should we do when Director Wang?" Jia Zhangke experienced it personally. It was fake not to be nervous. At this moment, he seemed very panicked.

"What to do? I don't know what to do?" Wang Meng sighed and said, "It depends on the quality of our videos, it depends on God's blessing us. It's too late now."

If we start over and time goes back, Wang Meng will still be unable to bear it just now.

It doesn’t matter whether it is mature or not. It is about - even if it is very scumbag, even if it is sometimes dark, the passion of two lives has not cooled down.

Wang Meng has fantasized more than once that if there is a war, he will definitely go to the front line!

Maybe so...

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Chapter completed!