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Xiang Yu has twenty-five funds injected into the studio every day, so that during this time, according to Qiao Dongfang's script, many micro-films have been produced, which have a strong response on the Internet, and the studio has become famous, so naturally there are many investors and sponsors to seek cooperation.

For these, although Qiao Dongfang does not refuse to come, he also understands the truth that everyone makes money when there is money, but if the studio wants to develop for a long time, it must come up with its own original works.

Therefore, if the money from the sale of these scripts is enough to invest in a movie, Qiao Dongfang certainly still hopes to write and direct himself.

"The script is yours, I'm just selling it for you, but I don't have the cheekiness to take your money." Xiang Yu smiled dumbly, Qiao Dongfang is good, and besides, all this money is used in the studio, so there is no need for him to take it.

However, Qiao Dongfang didn't think so, Xiang Yu was his nobleman, and the value of these scripts in Xiang Yu's hands and in his hands was very different, even if he only got half of it, it would definitely exceed the value of the script.

Moreover, Xiang Yu needs money more than him now.

"If you don't agree, I won't give you these scripts." Qiao Dongfang said angrily.

Seeing that he insisted, Xiang Yu had no choice but to nod in agreement.

"You and my brother, don't be yours or mine in the future." Qiao Dongfang turned his anger into joy at this time.

After separating from him, Xiang Yu handed over all the scripts to An Dai, and when Chu Ge'er got Zhang Bu filming, he could see these scripts as soon as possible.

And Chu Ge'er's work efficiency is also super efficient, what she told her in the morning, and the news came through Andy in the afternoon that the legendary tens of billions of screenwriters have set off and will arrive at the academy in the afternoon.

Xiang Yu also told Qiao Dongfang the news as soon as possible, and the latter was so excited that he almost burst into tears.

In the evening, everyone else went back, and Xiang Yu and Qiao Dongfang waited in the studio.

An elongated Hummer slowly drove up and stopped at the door of the studio.

The Hummer is now a rare model, and the extended Hummer is even more rare, which is no longer something that can be bought with money, but also a status symbol.

"Don't shoot!" Qiao Dongfang immediately shouted in surprise, "This Hummer is a unique symbol of Zhang Bupai, I heard that it was this car more than ten years ago, but I didn't expect it to be replaced now." ”

With Zhang Bupai's status, a car has been driven for 20 years, definitely because he loves this car to the extreme.

Xiang Yu and Qiao Dongfang hurriedly greeted them and politely helped the people in the car open the door.

It turned out to be An Dai who was driving, Chu Geer was sitting in the co-pilot, and Zhang Bupai was sitting in the back seat, sipping red wine leisurely

The car door opened, and he got out with his glass.

Zhang Bupai looks to be in his fifties, with a sloppy beard and unkempt beard, but he is wearing a suit and leather shoes, and it fits very well, which is obviously customized.

Dressed neatly and capably, there is not even a pleat on the suit, but he has a sloppy beard on his face, this strong contrast makes Xiang Yu and Qiao Dongfang a little speechless, thinking that they are worthy of being tens of billions of screenwriters, that is, they have a maverick personality.

"Which one is Xiang Yu?" Before Xiang Yu could speak, he took the lead without shooting.

Xiang Yu stepped forward and said respectfully, "Hello Mr. Zhang." ”

"Then you are Qiao Dongfang?" Zhang Bupai ignored Xiang Yu, but then looked at Qiao Dongfang and asked.

Seeing the idol in his mind, Qiao Dongfang was already excited and couldn't help himself, not to mention that the idol also asked himself, this thing almost lay on Xiang Yu's body, and his mouth was not good, "Mr. Zhang, you, hello, I'm Qiao Dongfang." ”

"Well, I've read your scripts, they're all very good, and they're very suitable for the tastes of young people now."

"Thank you!" Qiao Dongfang said from the bottom of his heart that he was of course happy to be recognized by tens of billions of screenwriters.

Zhang Bupai drank all the wine in the cup, actually burped, and then said, "I'm a little hungry." ”

Hungry just after a full burp? Xiang Yu couldn't help kicking Qiao Dongfang, and the latter smiled knowingly: "Mr. Zhang, can I treat you to a meal?" ”

This product is obviously a brainless fan of Zhang Bupai, and when he saw that his idol's head was a little short-circuited, he didn't know how to be tactful when he invited him to dinner, so Xiang Yu couldn't help but despise him.

Who knows, Zhang Bupai is really a very person, not only did he not think it was a pestle, but he said happily: "Kid on the road, just find a high-end one, don't break too much." ”

Xiang Yu scolded secretly in his heart, don't let you break the bank and find a high-end one, why don't you say go to the food stall?

But for Qiao Dongfang, it is a happy thing for the idol to agree, let alone let him break the bank, and let him go bankrupt now.

"Does Mr. Zhang like spicy food? There is a good Hunan restaurant outside the school, can you see it? Qiao Dongfang smirked.

Zhang Bupai nodded indispensably and returned to the car.

"Get in the car." Seeing that Xiang Yu and Qiao Dongfang were still there, An Dai urged.

Xiang Yu said: "I have a car, take you there." ”

There is a Hunan restaurant under his name, and the fat water does not flow into the fields of outsiders, and he doesn't want Qiao Dongfang to take people to other places.

So, he rode on Harley, with Joe Dongfang in front, and Andy followed in an elongated Humvee.

"Idols are idols, every gesture is a fan, when will I reach the level of an idol!" Qiao Dongfang couldn't help but sigh.

Xiang Yu thought to himself that if the old man was still an idol, Lao Qiao's definition of an idol was too superficial, but the radish and cabbage had their own loves, and Qiao Dongfang liked them, so he had nothing to say.

Hunan restaurant is relatively high-end around, although the price is a bit expensive, but the food is not to be said, so the business is very hot.

Nominally belongs to Xiang Yu, but after all, the people who know it are a minority, and Xiang Yu doesn't plan to reveal his identity, so he casually asks for a private room, and even Chu Ge'er is present this time, which is really rare.

Everyone sat around the table, Zhang Bupai looked at Xiang Yu seriously, those eyes stared at him directly, Xiang Yu's heart was furious, this old thing can't be that, right?

Thinking of this old man looking for a man, Xiang Yu felt a churning discomfort in his stomach.

"You are Xiang Yu?" Zhang Bupai finally spoke.

Xiang Yu shrugged his shoulders depressedly, I told you just now, isn't this nonsense?

"The kid looks good, just a little worse than me, but he's a handsome guy!" Zhang Bupai opened his mouth with a word, which made several people a little dumbfounded.

Especially Qiao Dongfang, is this still an idol? How can you say such a thing? Although you're an idol, you don't seem to be handsome, right? I've seen narcissism, but it's the first time I've seen someone as narcissistic as this old thing.

"Poof!" Xiang Yu was stared at by him, and couldn't help but drink water to suppress the shock, only to take a sip and hear this, and immediately squirted out, directly on Zhang Bu's face.

"Dig a slot!" Zhang was not afraid to scream, and stood up as if he was playing, "Say that you are the second handsome in the world, do you have an opinion?" ”