Time and Space Trading Drift Bottle

Chapter 529 You Can Fill It Up As Much As You Want
Fan Chengfeng disagreed with Zhao Hao's words, the fruit sold well, and everyone benefited, so why should he be blamed for all the rest?
"I don't agree,"

Fan Chengfeng felt that he was wronged even more than Dou E. At best, the Zhao family had a problem with the selection of candidates, and it had nothing to do with him.

"Okay, Xu Qing said by name that he wants to see you. If you can't meet this small request, why not change the protagonist of the TV series."

Zhao Hao waved his hand and did not continue to argue with Fan Chengfeng.

"The director talked with me for a while, and he said he wanted to meet you, the original author, because he wanted to ask how you position the male and female protagonists in the play. Absolutely the best."

Fan Chengfeng's face froze, and he said speechlessly: "This is not good. If I communicate with the director, then this show will be full of laymen. If the filming effect is not good, it will ruin the film. reputation."

He knows what kind of play, he didn't even read the book after it was uploaded, and he almost forgot everything about it.

Moreover, Dongdu was just copied by him, and he didn't know how the author positioned the hero and heroine.

"Even if this is the case, you still have to meet him. After all, he is a big sponsor. The director may also want to find an opportunity to meet and get to know you. If you want to continue to play film and television in the future, knowing a few directors is enough. I don’t need to look around for people anymore, don’t you think so?”

Zhao Hao chuckled, "Besides, I know a lot of directors, which actress who just came out do you like, isn't it just a matter of finding a chance to have dinner together?"

Fan Chengfeng stared at Zhao Hao blankly, as if he didn't know this guy anymore.

"I see, you're so courageous just because Su Yating isn't around, right?"

Zhao Hao's face darkened, "Just pretend I didn't say anything."

Fan Chengfeng curled his lips, "You better give yourself a vacation, or you will have hallucinations."

Those actresses look completely different after makeup and makeup removal, and places like the entertainment industry are filled with hyaluronic acid and silicone. The most, most important thing is that even if these actresses have plastic surgery, they may not be as good-looking as Zhou Wanru.

Don't tell Fan Chengfeng that the family flowers are not as fragrant as the wild flowers. The flowers in this family have not been picked yet. Wild flowers, let others go.

Zhao Hao gave Fan Chengfeng a middle finger, and then said flatly: "That girl Xu Qing will come to Yulongxue in two days, by the way, the crew will also come to Yulongxue in three days' time."

"According to the specifications of your script, we may have to shoot some scenes in Mufu Mountain Villa."

There are two Mu Mansions in Shannan, one is where the Mu family lives, and the other is for sightseeing, which is quite well preserved and is a scenic spot.

"Where will the shooting location be set?"

Zhao Hao waved his hand indifferently, "It's all said by the director team, no problem, anyway, this kind of filming will be accompanied by an end-credit sponsorship. Isn't the person in charge of the scenic spot rushing here?"

Fan Chengfeng nodded, "Don't bother me if you have nothing to do, I have a lot of things these days."

The next time Zhao Hao appeared was probably to rush the goods, Fan Chengfeng would have a headache just thinking about this kind of thing.There is no definite answer yet on the matter of the tractor. Tie Ying has just placed an order, and it will take time to get all of them, and how to deliver them is also a troublesome matter.

The length of those rails is very short, Fan Chengfeng must ensure that they can be transported over, but in this way, the number will naturally increase.

Even after the production is completed, where to deliver is also a problem.

A lot of troubles are waiting for Fan Chengfeng, he has no time to take care of Zhao Hao's trivial matters.

Fan Chengfeng first went to Qingyang Temple, where Yan Jiajia practiced, but her face was full of joy.After Fan Chengfeng asked, he found out that Zhou Wanru had been here before, and he also instructed her on how to make moves, and left a set of formulas for Yan Jiajia to familiarize herself with, and everything after that will wait for the foundation-building medicinal materials to be in place. I'll talk about it later.

After hearing this, Fan Chengfeng touched the ring involuntarily, and became more confident about Song Xi's compensation issue.

After Tie Ying contacted the company that made the rails, he returned to Qingyang Temple and continued to protect Yan Jiajia's safety.

Fan Chengfeng hadn't been in the mood to practice ghost hands these days, there were a lot of trivial matters waiting for him to deal with.

Back in the shop at the foot of the mountain, I was about to ask Zhang Xianqu what was going on there, but two young sons walked into the shop.

The two looked haughty, put their hands in their pockets, and clicked their tongues while looking at the decorations in the shop.

In the store, a new girl named Baihuang ran over and was about to smile and ask what she needed, but the young man standing on the left with a shaved airplane head waved his hand like chasing flies, and said, "Where is your boss? Your boss comes out, I have something to say to him."

Bai Huang glanced at Fan Chengfeng, Fan Chengfeng nodded and stood up, and asked with a smile: "I don't know which gods these two young masters are, but I, Fan Chengfeng, are the boss of this shop."

The plane said with a blunt smile: "It's not a god, but if you want to say it, you can barely count it as a god of wealth."

"Then are you here to give me money?"

Fan Chengfeng was immediately happy. These days, a brat dared to call himself the God of Wealth. It seemed that he was quite capable.

"certainly,"

The aircraft head took a look at the storefront, "It's just that your store is too small, and I don't know how much money it can hold."

Fan Chengfeng knocked on the counter, "It's all about the money, it's all in your heart."

"Let me tell you briefly, I like your store, please make a price."

The aircraft head took out a check from his pocket, with only one name signed on it, and no amount or anything.

Fan Chengfeng looked at Fan Chengfeng suspiciously, "Are you asking me to fill it in casually?"

The head of the plane was noncommittal, "Not bad,"

Fan Chengfeng looked at Bai Huang, and said with some amusement: "You are really the God of Wealth."

Bai Huang handed Fan Chengfeng a pen, and Fan Chengfeng randomly filled in a number on it, and then handed the check back to the head of the plane.

When the plane looked at it, it immediately slapped the counter angrily, "You're kidding me,"

Fan Chengfeng shrugged, "The God of Wealth's hat is not suitable for you. If you don't have so many bills, don't wear such a tall hat, or you will easily bump into the door beam."

There are not many numbers on the check, it is just at the beginning, and there are nearly ten more 0s at the end.

"Fan Chengfeng, you don't eat a toast and take fine wine."

The plane head was furious.

"Would you like to see who you are when you hit your swollen face to make yourself fat?"

(End of this chapter)