Memorandum of Understanding of the Heavens and Worlds

Chapter 159 The Benefits of Filming
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After the premiere, Ye Anrong basically stayed in the office on the top floor every day because of his busy business, dealing with the follow-up affairs, it can be said that he was very busy.

"Those old guys are urging you, when will your promise be fulfilled?" Ye Wenzhi's slightly dissatisfied voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I've already mentioned it to him." Ye Anrong held the phone on his shoulder and flipped through the documents in front of him while dealing with Ye Wensheng's chatter: "This kind of thing can't be rushed."

"Anyway, I want to see something within a week at the latest, otherwise that brat will never come to the door." Ye Wenzhi also refused to reason with Ye Anrong. Even if he wanted calligraphy and painting, Ye Anrong had no choice but to agree to urge Lin Zhihui. Good words. Only one basket made Ye Wenzhi feel slightly satisfied.

After quickly signing his name on the document, Ye Anrong hung up the phone and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. Dealing with his father was more tiring than working an extra day, but the key was not to make him feel uncomfortable. As for why, Ye Anrong couldn't explain why.

I picked up the next document and flipped through it. They were invitations from some advertisers. Most of them had business dealings with the Keda Group or were close partners. They could not be refused at will, except for the film. Several main actors, there are still a few copies whose target is Lin Zhihui, Ye Anrong raised his hand and rubbed his temples, put down the files and picked up the phone.

"Shooting commercials? Let's forget it. It's more suitable for me to write honestly at home." Lin Zhihui heard that Ye Anrong was asked to speak for himself, and his first reaction was to shake his head and refuse. He has no interest in being famous, and he doesn't want to take the route of acting. He doesn't want to live the days when he has to pay attention to his image when he eats and goes shopping, and even his private life is completely exposed to the public eye. Even now he already feels inconvenient. If he shoots some commercials in public again, I'm afraid I'll have to disguise myself when I go out in the future.

Regarding Lin Zhihui's unhesitating rejection, Ye Anrong didn't say anything. After these few contacts, she had somewhat figured out his character, so she had no hope at all.

After talking about work for a few more times, Ye Anrong changed the subject and asked about other things: "Forget about advertising, what about calligraphy and painting? When can you give me an accurate letter?"

"I can only say that I will try my best." It's not that Lin Zhihui doesn't want to agree, but he is really scratching his head. Although for gods, calligraphy and painting are just a matter of minutes, he is just an insignificant little character without any capital. If he was discussing friendship with the gods, why would he ask someone for calligraphy and painting? Besides, the title of the film was inscribed by the Jade Emperor's pen, but he and the Jade Emperor didn't even have a chance to say a word; however, he couldn't say this to Ye Anrong, Even if it is said, it is more like an excuse.

"Just trying your best is not enough." Ye Anrong's tone was slightly raised: "You also know how popular this movie is. In the past few days alone, I have blocked at least two hundred big customers for you, and they all came to me. I want something as trivial as my contact information; there are rumors outside that our family looks too ugly... Do you know how many people I have offended because of you? How many connections have I lost?"

After Ye Anrong said this, Lin Zhihui on the other side of the phone also fell silent, and did not speak for a long time.

"If I couldn't shirk it, I wouldn't make such a request." Ye Anrong said in a slightly slower tone, "I just want a few calligraphy and paintings, so I beg you, can't I?"

Lin Zhihui couldn't help being moved. A proud person like Ye Anrong would not have said such a thing if he hadn't had real difficulties. If it hadn't been for her full help, everything would not have gone so smoothly. Maybe he is still working on the film. Things hit walls here and there.

Just looking at the comments on the Internet today, it's not hard to imagine how much pressure Ye Anrong is under. It's just such a small request, how could Lin Zhihui refuse to agree.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhihui also made a decision in his heart, and said simply: "Don't worry, I will definitely do it, and wait for my good news."

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Demon world.

Su Ying was sitting in the pavilion on the top of the mountain. There was a laptop on the stone table in front of her. She looked relaxed and smiled. She was obviously in a good mood.

"Sister, I haven't seen enough. It's just superficial flattery from some mortals. What's there to be happy about?" Su Ling sat opposite the stone table, fiddling with an ornament in her hand.

She just learned two new defensive formations yesterday, and she is studying how to simplify them and carve them into her accessories. Seeing Su Ying staring at the computer intently, she couldn't help but say.

Ever since movie fans spontaneously established a support group for Yue Ji on the Internet, Su Ying began to pay full attention to her, and she became less and less able to practice. Whenever she had time, she would hold the computer and watch the fans worship her beauty. It was almost like Obsessed.

"Sure enough, mortals are more interesting. You see, they still write poems to praise me." Su Ying seemed to have not heard her sister's words at all, pointing to the screen and said to her: "I don't know if there are still poets and poets. It would be great if someone could write a famous article comparable to "Luo Shen Fu" and pass it down through the ages."

The corner of Su Ling's mouth twitched. There was really nothing she could do against this sister who looked mature but was naive at heart. Sometimes she couldn't help but wonder if she had made a mistake at the beginning. In fact, she was the older one.

"What's the use of those false names." Su Ling put down the ornaments in his hand, and said seriously: "You won't forget what day is coming soon, if you don't hurry up to practice, you will spend your time here leisurely. "

Su Ying raised her head and glanced at Su Ling with dissatisfaction, her plump lips pursed slightly: "Oh, why are you so wordy, is it you or me?"

Su Ling didn't show weakness: "It's not that you always don't let people worry about it. You don't know how difficult it is to break into the Ancestral Demon Temple. If you lose your skills and lose, you will belong to the whole clan." sinner."

The ancestral demon temple she mentioned is not an ancestral hall, but a burial place for the ancestors of the demon world. Every thousand years, it will be opened once, and ten people will be selected from all ethnic groups by the great witch sacrifice, and they will enter it to practice. If you can pass the final level and get the blessing of the ancestor demon, you will be able to get the ten thousand demon order to protect your clan for thousands of years. This is a very important event for all clans in the demon world.

"You just love to worry." Su Ying rolled her eyes to the sky in an incomprehensible manner, stretched out her right hand, moved her fingers, and said "ji" softly, and the spiritual energy around her suddenly vibrated.

Su Ling's eyes widened suddenly, and he saw a huge flower composed of golden light with a diameter of nearly one meter slowly forming above Su Ying's head.

"Hey, be surprised." With a little pride, Su Ying raised her hand and snapped her fingers, and the dazzlingly gorgeous flowers turned into a golden spot of light and dissipated in the air.

"This... have you been... since when?" Su Ling was so shocked that she was a little incoherent.

"There's something you don't know." Su Ying pointed to the screen and said mysteriously, "It's all thanks to the fans."

(End of this chapter)