Summer came here because Carl had asked her to adapt the script of "Lost City" for the movie. She
was here to meet him and then sign a contract.
Summer exited the elevator and went straight to Carl's office.
When she stood at the door and knocked, she heard Carl's voice coming from inside.
"Come in."
Summer pushed the door open and walked in.
Carl was busy with a phone call. He had his phone in his hand with a gloomy face.
Carl toned down when he saw Summer. Then he stood up and said, "You didn't call me. I thought you
weren't coming this morning."
Summer said that she would come later, but Carl thought it was lunchtime, and she did not show up.
"I got held up." Summer explained casually.
"It's fine." Carl put his phone into his pocket. "The director's team is already in the conference room. I'll
take you over."
Summer walked out, following him, "Alright."
"Lost City" was a good script, so it was handed to the best director in Tip Top Media.
When Summer entered, they were discussing the script for Lost City.
"Mr. Carl." They stopped their conversation when seeing Carl and Summer.
"This is the screenwriter." Carl smiled and moved aside. Summer, following behind him, appeared
before them.
"Hello, everyone. I'm the screenwriter, Summer." Summer nodded slightly with a smile, looking gentle
and sweet.
Since everyone present worked in the entertainment industry, they had all heard about Summer and
knew that she had been on the trending topics quite a few times.
It was the first time they saw Summer in person, their eyes were filled with curiosity and scrutiny.
They stood up to greet Summer.
Carl walked to the two empty seats on the side and pulled out a chair. Then he turned to Summer, "Sit
here."
"Thank you." Summer did not refuse him and directly sat down.
Tip Top Media was influential in the entertainment industry. Ever since Leonardo gave Tip Top Media to
Carl, Carl's social status had changed dramatically.
He had no reason to pull a chair for Summer, an screenwriter, but he did.
This meant he valued Summer very much. He was telling these people to be polite to Summer.
Summer knew what Carl was thinking.
Domestic screenwriter did not have much say in the production of film and television works. After Carl
did this, she could have more voice in the crew. Thus, she silently accepted his good intentions.
These people were experienced, and definitely understood what Carl meant.
When discussing the script, they showed their respect to Summer and listened carefully to her ideas.
Soon, it was lunchtime.
They asked if Summer wanted to have dinner with them, but Summer declined because she had
invited Leonardo to dinner.
Carl was out for lunch when he met Summer at the door.
"Let's go and eat together?"
"I have an appointment, with Leonardo."
Summer could not help but smile when she mentioned Leonardo.
Carl rubbed his nose, "Alright, only me. A lonely person"
Summer glanced at him and said, "Girls won’t refuse your dinner invitation if you ask."
As they spoke, they walked towards the elevator.
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