The three young men who were still playing basketball immediately put down their balls and came inside, Huang Bo instantly broke into a smile and spoke.
"Look, who do we have here?!"
Upon seeing Leng Zimo standing in the hall, the two Chinese lads both revealed the same expression as Huang Bo.
Over the years, Leng Zimo had been dedicated to building his own Dream Factory in China; they had always regarded him as an idol.
Today, their idol had actually made a personal visit, which was definitely a huge surprise.
"Half an hour, enough for a shower?" Leng Zimo asked.
"Five minutes per person, ten minutes in total, more than enough!" the young man with glasses laughed.
Leng Zimo didn’t smile, just lifted his wrist to check his watch, "Ten minutes later, we start."
The two young men ran towards the back bathroom, and Leng Zimo sat down in a chair to turn on the computer, pulling up the film inside and explaining his requirements to Huang Bo.
Meanwhile, the other two young men came back one after the other, with the last one still clutching a towel to dry his hair as he ran over.
Leng Zimo glanced at his watch, "Nine minutes, I like your efficiency."
Huang Bo stood up straight, clapped his hands, "Brothers, let’s get to work!"
The three men took their seats at their respective computers, and Leng Zimo then sent the clips from his computer to each of theirs.
The three young men quickly got into their workflow, and Zimo stood behind them, monitoring everyone’s progress and making some more detailed demands.



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