The night is getting late and the lights are just coming.

Duane got off the bus stop, walked all the way through the streets, returned to his residence and opened the door.

After negotiations with the people from the car rental company, the bus has been in place, but as a director, he left himself the privilege of playing every day: on the one hand, it is for the money that can be saved, and on the other hand, it is also for the distance from other members - he is now truly treating the director as a management work. In the management principle, as a manager, it is very necessary to maintain an appropriate distance from employees.

After entering the door, I found that Song Zhen was busy doing homework, but Aunt Chen was not there.

When Song Zhen heard someone coming in, he looked up and Du An nodded to her, closed the door, and was about to rush back to his room.

He really had nothing to say to this little girl, and he was even a little afraid of this little girl with sharp teeth.

But he wanted to leave, but some people didn't want him to leave.

"Just get off work?"

Duane was stunned.

This little girl never takes the initiative to talk to him. What's wrong with this today?

But when everyone spoke, he couldn't ignore it, so he had to respond, "Well, I just got off work."

Now it is a bit inappropriate to go back to the room directly. Du An looked around and walked slowly over, sat down on the sofa, sat down for only half of his butt, and was about to chat for a few casual words and then go back to the room quickly.

"Where is your mother?"

"There was a party in the street seniors' office, and she went to see it."

Duane said "Oh" and didn't know what to say. He just sat down, put his hand on his knees and scratched his head, but didn't know where to put it.

Fortunately, his embarrassment did not last long. Song Zhen looked at him and asked, "I heard from my mother that you found a job?"

Du An breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said "yes". After thinking about it, he felt that he had grasped Song Zhen's thoughts, so he took out a tightly wrapped plastic bag from his pocket, slowly unfolded it layer by layer, and took out all the money wrapped inside.

These banknotes were wrapped like this and squeezed in their pants pockets for a long time. They were already wrinkled. Du An patiently spread the banknotes and spread them flattened. He pressed them twice on the hand, stretched them flattened, placed them on the coffee table, and moved them to Song Zhen.

"This is four hundred yuan, the rent last month and this month, and the electricity bill is 100 yuan. I originally wanted to give it to you, but now she is not here, so it is the same for you."

Duane paid for this 400 yuan to himself in advance. After all, it is not a big deal to owe the rent so much, and it is not easy for Aunt Chen's family. I only paid the movie for these two months because according to his plan, it can be finished before the end of the month. He may have to go to Shanghai, so he will naturally not live here. There is also a 100 yuan bill for the water and electricity bill, and he also knows that he can't afford the water and electricity bill for two months - the only electrical appliance in his room is the incandescent lamp - but Aunt Chen has taken care of him for so long, and even if he drags the rent, he never drives him out. This is a great kindness for him, and most of this 100 yuan is to express his gratitude.

Song Zhen looked at Qian and his eyebrows suddenly stood up.

"Do you think our family is short of money? Do you think my mother and I are the kind of people who are jealous of money?"

Du An didn't know why the little girl was furious all of a sudden, so he quickly explained: "No, no, I just want to express my gratitude..."

Song Zhen pursed her lips tightly and looked at him coldly. Du An couldn't bear the look and lowered her head, not knowing what to say.

On the set, he could talk freely and not be afraid when facing more than 20 people, but for some reason he could not resist the girl's eyes.

Fortunately, Song Zhen's anger came and went quickly, so he didn't continue to get entangled.

She just pushed the money back to Duane, "The amount of water and electricity bill should be as much as you want. You will refund more and make up for less, but you will not charge you a penny. Also, you can give this money yourself to avoid getting entangled."

Du An smiled bitterly in his heart: This little girl is young and thinks too much, and she really means that the poor child has long been in the family. But he is also such a person, so he naturally knows that no matter what she says, she will not accept the money, so she wraps the money in a plastic bag again and carefully stuffs it back into her pants pocket.

After sitting for a while, Song Zhen didn't speak. The atmosphere was so uncomfortable. Du An looked up at Song Zhen and wanted to say goodbye and go back to the room, but found that Song Zhen was not doing his homework, but was looking at him.

Before he could speak, Song Zhen asked, "Listen to my mother, are you a director now? A movie or a TV series?"

Duane replied to her: "Well, the movie is called "Saw."

He was not in a hurry to go back to the house, and he always felt that the little girl had something to say to him.

But Song Zhen just didn't speak, just looked at him. After the two looked at each other for a while, Du An couldn't bear it anymore and lowered his head.

When Song Zhen looked at the person in front of him, she could never associate him with a noun like "director" that only exists on TV.

Yes, look at him: he is wearing a shirt of Yeliang. This kind of clothes are not breathable and it is very uncomfortable to wear. The classmates from a slightly better family in her class no longer wear clothes of this material. The black suit pants on the lower body are quite a bit, but they are obviously fat and loose. Maybe he bought them to prevent himself from growing his body and cannot wear them in the future. But at this age, how could he grow any longer? So the pants look particularly ridiculous; the most sluggish one is probably the pair of star-branded sports rubber shoes on his feet, the uppers are cracked, and they are glued with 502. After the white glue is hardened, it is very abrupt.

Such an embarrassing person could not make her associate with the profession of "director".

But since he said this to his mother, it must be true. He is probably a director now - this person will not lie to her mother.

The money he took out now can also prove this. She hasn't heard of any industry that can earn 400 yuan in a few days, and probably only the director is the only one.

So Song Zhen was about to speak out what he had been writing for a day today, but when he spoke, he stopped again.

Yes, the person in front of her was a guy who hated her very much. How could she say that to him?

Song Zhen didn't know why she hated the guy in front of her - but that was definitely not because of her embarrassment and poverty, because her family was like this, and her good friends were all children from poor families.

Maybe it was because of his hypocritical and disgusting smile? Maybe it was because of his arrival that he took away his only private space? Maybe it was because he had been delaying so long before and didn't pay the rent? She didn't know, she only knew that she hated this guy.

But now she wants to say those words to this annoying guy...

"If nothing happens, I'll go back to my room first."

Song Zhen was struggling, but Du An couldn't wait any longer.

After discovering the commonality between director and management, he finally began to become a little interested in this profession. Shu Yu was not there, he was the two major tasks of director and producer alone, and he still had a lot of work to do. He even felt that he was a little too lazy to split up now, and was considering whether he would hire another employee to share the work.

Seeing Du An standing up, Song Zhen finally couldn't help it and said, "Wait!"

Duane stood, looking down at the little girl in confusion.

Song Zhen looked up at Du An, but this angle made her very uncomfortable, so she stood up, looked at Du An, and asked with difficulty: "Is your crew still short of people?"

Everything is difficult at the beginning, and if you take the most difficult step, the next thing will be easier.

"The summer vacation is about to end in half a month. I want to find a place to work and earn some money... I also went to find a few companies. Those people heard that I only did it until the end of the month, and didn't want it... I wanted to ask, is your crew still short of people? But I can only do it until the end of the month..."

Facing Du An in this way is not a comfortable thing for her, so she quickly changed her tone and said hard: "If there is no shortage, forget it, just pretend you didn't hear it." After that, she quickly sat down and buried her homework, but she had no idea what she was writing, and couldn't see the topics. Her mind was full of thought: God, why did she really say it? She was begging him like a beggar just now! How could she do this? How should this hateful guy look down on her now?...

"Well,"

Du An didn't expect that what Song Zhen wanted to tell him would be like this, and he was a little stunned, but immediately he kept saying: "There is no lack, just a life producer, and according to the plan, our drama will be finished by the end of the month, which will not affect your class."

This is not because he said so because Aunt Shen takes care of him - well, there are also this factors. But the most important thing is that he really needs a life producer now.

Through the books I have read in the past few days, he has learned that the producer is a system, not a simple producer. Formal to say, there is also a producer director, and there are life producers, on-site production, and production production. This is a healthy and orderly producer system.

For their small crew, there is no need to be so detailed. One producer is enough. If the requirements are lower, one life producer is enough. After all, for their crew, the main things at this stage are within the scope of life production work.

Even if Song Zhen didn't mention it, he was just considering whether he would go to the union to find a life producer tomorrow.

This matter is important to Song Zhen after all. Even though she doesn't want to talk to Du An now, she still has to speak.

"Life production...I have no experience."

Not only was she inexperienced, she hadn't even heard of this name before.

Duane said: "It doesn't matter, it's easy. It's just responsible for the crew's eating, drinking, defecation and urination. For example, every day when the crew's lunch supplier is calling to negotiate today's dishes, contact the car company when the car will come today, etc., and you will understand everything after you make it for a day."

Song Zhen was frozen there like a wood. After waiting for a long time, Du An saw her and nodded slightly.

"Okay, let's talk about your salary next... By the way, have you told Aunt Shen about this?"

"No." Song Zhen didn't want to say a word.

Du An thought about it for a while and said carefully: "I think it's not a trivial matter for you to go out to work. You have to talk to Aunt Shen, right?"

"I will say it myself."

Song Zhen's words were hard.

Du An didn't mind and continued, "Okay, let's talk about your salary..." He had already made up his mind and found some time to talk to Aunt Chen. Mobile phone users should visit http://m.piaotian.net
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