Shi Lan had estimated correctly, Deng Cong was naturally rebellious, especially after hearing Zhou Yi's remarks, Deng Cong suddenly felt that he had to make this film, he wanted to be that celestial being. Moreover, his refusal of Shi Lan was just due to his personal preference. Was Zhou Yi getting a bit too full of himself?
"Director Deng, to thank you for letting me vent, I could invite you to take charge of my next sci-fi movie..."
"Directing for you? Then, I really should be grateful for the great screenwriter's benevolence," Deng Cong sarcastically rolled his eyes.
But Zhou Yi actually took Deng Cong's words as a compliment, "Director Deng, we don't need to be so formal with each other..."
"You really think I'm praising you? Are we that close? Though the girl from Peak is arrogant and proud, at least she uses her own stuff." Deng Cong chuckled, "What does great screenwriter Zhou have?"
