April 3rd, overcast, 6 PM.
Xu Qingyan held a cup of strong tea, Wei Wufeng smoked a cigarette, and several people gathered in a screening room to watch an encrypted final version of "The Legend of Martial Arts."
After nearly half a month of effort, the final cut was finally ready. Zhou Mian, Xu Qingyan, and Wei Wufeng, the core members, had sat in their seats watching "The Legend of Martial Arts" all day.
Wei Wufeng said, "If there's no problem, let's contact the head of the sales department."
"Alright." Xu Qingyan stood up, holding her teacup as she prepared to leave, casually said, "You and Zhou Mian go ahead, Crouching Dragon and Hidden Phoenix can definitely get great things done."
"Get great things done my ass, where are you going?"
"Got something to do."
In fact, there was nothing to do; Xu Qingyan had played video games in the studio all day. The next morning at eight o'clock, she received a call from Wei Wufeng who told her it was all taken care of.
