Song Luli spent the entire week revising her drafts with Lan Shufen, finalizing on a ready copy of her screenplay.
Each day the nerves began to creep up on her wary stomach; she wasn't sure if she could do this. But Song Luli took a deep breath, reminding herself that this is what she wanted, what Long Jie encouraged her to do.
She left the office to meet with a producer that would hear out her pitches.
Before she entered the public café, she inhaled and exhaled deep breaths to stop the thrumming in her chest.
She entered, finding Lei Zixin, the producer, sitting by a round table, eating some complimentary fruits provided by her in advance.
"How are you, Mr. Lei?" Song Luli asked by way of greeting with a smile. She reached out, offering a hand to shake, which he took, shaking firmly.
