65 Workaholic (1/2)

The next morning at 7:00 am...

Everyone had already arrived at the company, even before the usual meeting time. All of them were in place, only waiting for Zhang Xiaohua to arrange their work, including Mr. Xu.

Whenever there was a job, everyone was always especially motivated.

This was the so-called driving force to success.

Today's job was to record the music video for Ling Ming's song: ”Can I Hold You?”

However, Zhang Xiaohua was struggling. He could only think of a few shots of the original music video. All the other shots were forgotten.

Apart from the main scene, it seemed that he would have to create new scenes to match the music video theme.

Taking advantage of his spare time, Zhang Xiaohua took himself to the computer and first described the several shots he remembered from his memory. Then, he designed several sub-cameras according to the theme of the song. After filtering out his ideas, Zhang Xiaohua only retained ten scenes, they were to be shot in three venues and divided into day and night scenes.

For a song that lasted less than five minutes, these ten scenes would be enough. Switching back and forth would be fine.

In order to show off the luxuriousness of the music video, Zhang Xiaohua decided to record a scene at home in the villa and rented out a Western restaurant for the other. As for the last scene, it was a bit more complicated, they would have to use a water gun and a water pump to create a rainy scene. This was the essence of the entire music video and it complemented the lyrics.

After drafting a rough plan, Zhang Xiaohua proceeded to give everyone their tasks, one at a time: ”Emma, ​​take Ming'er to buy two sets of clothes, it must be a dress without a collar, buy one in black and one white. Don't be afraid to spend money, but don't be too mundane, it's good to let Ming'er wear something feminine.”

”Ah!” Emma's spirit was invigorated, she immediately pulled Ling Ming along. In an instant, they both had disappeared from everyone's sight.

The others eagerly looked forward to their tasks, staring at Zhang Xiaohua with a expectant gazes. Even Xiaohai's eyes were full of pleading.

Zhang Xiaohua temporarily ignored the existence of them and turned to Xu Fengnian: ”Mr. Xu, do you know the boss of a restaurant? I want to rent a western restaurant. It's best if their walls are white. We will need it for like an hour or so.”

Xu Fengnian thought for a moment, then nodded his head and said: ”I happen to know the boss of a western restaurant. The furnis.h.i.+ngs in the restaurant were almost the same as what you said. Rest a.s.sured, I'll personally make the trip, I will arrange it to meet the requirements you want.” After that, he strode out heading straight to the restaurant.

Zhang Xiaohua looked at the notepad in his hand and called out to Xiaohai: ”Xiaohai, you need to go and buy two large kettles, the kind for watering flowers, and then go rent a generator, don't worry, you will be reimbursed by the company.”

”Ok, I'm off then.” Xiaohai shuddered and joined the battlefield—the grocery market.

”Haozi, Jimmy, Jack, you three go buy two water guns and water pipes, and then buy a high-pressure pump. The expenses will be accounted for by the company,” Zhang Xiaohua seriously commanded.

”Received!” The three people had a firm backboard with a tough task and they were out of the door.

Seeing that everyone else had a job, Yuan Datong has anxious his heart. If he didn't find something to do quickly, he would feel itchy and extremely uncomfortable.

”Xiao-Hua, they all have their tasks. What should I do?” Yuan Datong pointed his fingers at him and looked at Zhang Xiaohua with a pitiful look. He was eager to receive work.

”Oh...” Xiao-Hua couldn't help but laugh, he planned to just laze about till everything was ready for filming.

Bringing out two five jiao coins, he extended them to Yuan Datong: ”Go to the grocery store up the road and buy two popsicles to eat. I'll treat you!”

”F*** off!” Yuan Datong grunted in anger, brus.h.i.+ng away his hand.

”...” Zhang Xiaohua was depressed thinking about it. Apart from getting Yuan Datong to buy ice cream, there was really nothing he could think of for him to do.

In desperation, Zhang Xiaohua could only take out his house key and hand it to Yuan Datong: ”If you don't feel tired, go to the house and clean up a bit. My mother and Liu Yan aren't home. I haven't been home for several days. In the meantime, the villa has probably collected a lot of dust. Go back and clean it, we're gonna shoot a scene there later.”