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.
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