"How much do you want?"

With a simple line of words, Xin Yukun's whole person was stupid, and he couldn't even be sure if it was true or false.

What kind of dream fulfiller, he originally thought it was.

But, on second thought.

The rich second generation is the rich second generation, and they don't treat money as money at all!

But can you really take as much as you want?

Maybe that guy was just pretending to be a force, and that's it.

Besides, the movie I want to make is probably not too profitable, what if this rich second generation runs away after listening to it?

However, this is definitely an opportunity, so Xin Yukun gritted his teeth and started typing.

"Don't you want to ask what I'm going to shoot?"

"Okay, then you can say it. ”

"What if I told you that this movie might not make money?"

"Why are you so inky? Don't you have a dream? Don't you want to achieve it?"

"Okay, I said, I'm going to make a movie called "Heart Labyrinth", and the plot of this movie is like this......"

"I typed a lot of words, yes, I watched this movie very well, let's say, how much does it cost?"

Now 1 million is enough for a basic fee, and I can save some more in terms of actors, but overall, 1.5 million is definitely not enough, and I have to prepare for some ......."

"I'll give you 2.5 million. ”

"Really?"

"Forget it, 250 is unlucky, give you 3 million. ”

"I ...... Are you serious?"

"You're a real inkblot, forget it, I'll send someone to find you, by the way, you know the fat man Liu in the variety show, it's him ......"

Xin Yukun now...

Wow hastily hastily ......

When he sent his contact information, he jumped up!

Jumping, I don't know what to dance, but I can't control how many I can remember, and I even saw a green onion in the kitchen that is very strange, so I took it directly and used it as a guitar, and I don't know what melody to play, anyway, I'm very happy.

Maybe it's not cool enough to play the guitar, but the rock band or something, isn't it going to smash the guitar when it's crazy?

Bang, a good green onion fell to the ground.

Knock and step on two feet, but it's comfortable.

This is also an indulgence in ROCK.

But after sobering up a little, looking at this green onion again, I couldn't help but think about it again.

There may be no main course for breakfast tomorrow.

Since he was a child, some people have said that he Xin Yukun is crazy, and now if he sees it, he may call 120 directly.

That's a step forward.

……

Wu Qiang couldn't have imagined that he had just said so openly that he had realized his dream, and as a result, a guy like Xin Yukun came to him.

I still remember the movie "Heart Labyrinth", the investment was 1.7 million, and now, I have added it and directly got 3 million, which should be okay.

Above...

It's awesome!

I'm awesome!

I was very excited and excited, and I was really happy to a certain extent.

However, I found that my phone rang, and it turned out to be milk tea...

……

Wu Qiang has never been to the city of Jinling before, but he has heard many legends.

It seems that the dish of roast duck came from here at first, and then arrived in the capital.

Anything else, he really doesn't know much, this time he came to Jinling, he plunged into a café.

Milk tea girl, she had been waiting for a while, and when she saw Wu Qiang coming, she couldn't help but scold: "Why don't you have any gentlemanly demeanor?

I have to say that she is still very powerful, but she said this with a smile on her face.

Angry is not angry, which makes people a little impenetrable.

Wu Qiang was unaffected, and sat directly opposite her, "My eldest lady, you called me here, do you know how busy I am? I have recently negotiated a business again, do you know? Besides, I am also quite punctual, you said that you came here at two o'clock in the afternoon, you see, it is only 1:59 o'clock now......

It's only 1:59 a.m. .

The milk tea girl was really angry and said, "Can't you just be a few minutes early?"

"It's all about the traffic ......," Wu Qiang laughed.

No way, the man in front of him is too shameless.

"Wu Qiang, that's good, I won't dwell on this topic, I'll ......"

"Waiter, bring me a cup of coffee......"

The two of them are interesting, as if they don't have anything to do with each other.

The milk tea is puffing, and now it's hard to say anything, so I have to wait for Wu Qiang's coffee to come up, and all kinds of sweetened and milked...

"What do you want to talk to me about?" Wu Qiang's performance just now is very affordable, it is very interesting to look at this milk tea gas, and the mobile phone keeps prompting.

Don't look at it, according to the current situation of milk tea, the wealth value contributed to him must be not small.

The more famous a person is, the more wealth he can get.

Of course, the milk tea girl didn't know about this situation, she called Wu Qiang this time, hoping that he could come over, in fact, there were some things she wanted to talk about, of course it was a serious matter.

"I ask you, what is the final result?"

Yes, this is what Milk Tea wants to ask very much, these days, she can't sleep.

Wu Qiang actually knew that this problem had been going on for a long time, and he smiled: "Didn't you shoot it in the end." ”

Milk Tea stopped smiling, she was originally famous for her smile, but now she is completely gone, "Wu Qiang, don't come with me like this, I'm not stupid, you just want to break up me and Brother Zhang's brother this time, right?"

After Wu Qiang heard this, he couldn't bear to squirt out the coffee he had just drunk, "Milk tea girl, you say that, but you are a little suspicious of eating tofu, right?"

Tofu?

The milk tea girl blushed for a while, "At least I have a good relationship with Brother Zhang." ”

"Forget it. ”

"Wu Qiang, are you going too far?"

"Haven't you seen our show?"

"What's wrong with our show?"

"Can't you see that our show has actually given a lot of relationships at the beginning?"

"You ......"

Milk tea doesn't know what to say.

In fact, after the whole shooting, even if she didn't know the final result, she could somewhat understand the true opinion of the Zhang family's brother about her.

It's not that she doesn't have any intersection with Brother Zhang, but in some contacts, such as the dates that will appear in the later issues, she can feel the kind of ...... that Brother Zhang's brother has for her It can even be said to be protective, for fear of getting hurt.

However, sometimes even if it is a strong twist, it has to be twisted.

"Wu Qiang, you haven't filmed the final result yet, if I don't shoot, this variety show of yours will be over!"

"You want this to threaten me? haha......" Wu Qiang laughed.

"You, you ......" milk tea can't figure it out.

Wu Qiang stretched out a finger and pointed to her chest, which made Milk Tea instantly protect her chest with both hands, but Wu Qiang continued: "You, now you are stuck in the labyrinth of the heart." ”

Labyrinth of the heart?

directly stunned the milk tea girl.

Saying...... This is Wu Qiang who thought of that movie, and then pretended to be forced a little, that's all.

But in fact, there is indeed a connotation in this.

"Let me tell you clearly, the result of this variety show is actually finished filming, whether you come or not, it has no impact on me, I can end this variety show perfectly, as for you and your brother Zhang, I can tell you clearly, there is no drama. ”

After saying that, Wu Qiang wanted to leave.

This time he came to Jinling, and these words seemed to him to be enough.

The milk tea girl suddenly grabbed Wu Qiang's arm, "Can you help me?"

Wu Qiang glanced at it and felt that she was a little pitiful, "Actually, I've tried my best to help you, you can see it at the end of our variety show, if you're not stupid, you can understand, girl, milk tea girl, wake up." ”

However, the milk tea girl still didn't give up, she held the last hope, even despair, and said to Wu Qiang: "You want to chase me, right? So, if I give myself to you, can you help me?"

It's hard to imagine that these words came from the mouth of a girl with such a pure face. . .