165 Entertainment Survival Guide 18

The public audition for "Immortal Demon Record" was carried out for half a month, which made a group of staff members choke enough.

The male and female protagonists were predetermined. The male protagonist is the popular actor Guo Xiao, and the female protagonist is Bai Yuxin, who debuted as the heroine of a literary film, focusing on fresh and natural style, which is more in line with the temperament of the character of Yanran.

The girl in sunglasses with a wide-brimmed hat sat in the corner diagonally opposite, listening to the movement with her ears sideways, and at the same time finding a mature and charming face in the address book, unable to tell the specific age, and typed a line without hesitation.

Chen Yuhuan's cold smile was reflected on the mobile phone screen.

Lan Shuying sensed a hint of malice, fleeting, but still let her grasp the bearing, her gaze fell on the girl wearing the hat, the girl noticed something, and desperately turned her face out of the window.

"What's wrong?" Sunana wondered.

Lan Shuying chuckled, "It's nothing, I saw a little bug." ”

Zhenzhen chewed a bite of pastry and said vaguely: "The good insect paper (seed) must be left behind, and there is a good place to go (place) for the crops, and the bad insect paper must be washed (dead)." ”

Lan Shuying rubbed her little head and happily agreed, "That's right. ”

Sunana's keen instincts vaguely sensed that something was wrong, so she took a sip of juice and didn't answer them this time.

The day after returning to the Yanxi Mountain Villa, Lan Shuying received a call from Tang's mother.

The familiar tone, the familiar taste, made her imagine for a moment that the woman looked like a nouveau riche with a famous brand.

Tang's mother said that she had changed her mind, three years was too long, and the child would be too far behind her peers by then, and she was embarrassed to take her out to meet people.

"And what do you want?"

Tang's mother sneered: "I heard that you have made a little money recently, and you will soon be filming Qiu Shao's drama, since you are so capable, then a year!" Not counting the first few months, just from today, if you can earn 200 million in a year, proving that you can really stay by your side and get the best education, I can not take her back. ”

"Sounds like a human tongue." Lan Shuying praised lightly, and before Tang's mother got angry, she asked, "How much do you know about the factory warehouse in the western suburbs of Qing City?" ”

Tang's mother was silent.

Lan Shuying added: "You are looking for the person, you should have found someone to contact him later......

"I don't know what you're talking about, remember what I just said, a year! Two hundred million! If you can't do it, you don't want to stay real! ”

"Oh, I'm just kindly reminding you, don't touch those who are targeted by ghosts, bad luck is contagious. No matter how you say it, you can be regarded as a real grandmother, and you were killed by a ghost seeking revenge, which is not very good. ”

Lan Shuying finished speaking faintly, and didn't give her a chance to reply, just hung up and turned off the phone.

Tang Mu's face changed over there, and a cool air rushed up from behind.

Tang Jinrong didn't hear what was said over there, seeing her like this, he subconsciously felt that he was angry with Kong Moyi, and while the maid was not there, he came up and wrapped his arms around Tang's mother.

Unexpectedly, Tang's mother's next move was to get out of his arms, her chest rose and fell violently a few times, and she suddenly asked, "Have you ever seen that yellow hair?" His name is Zhang Feng. ”

Tang Jinrong lowered his head and thought for a few seconds before realizing which yellow hair she was talking about, and nodded indifferently: "The one locked up in Qing City, I've seen it, it's so crazy that I can't be like it, and everyone who sees it says ghosts, ghosts." ”

He didn't notice Tang Mu's nervous appearance, and he was still asking for credit for himself: "...... You don't know how poor the city is, the street planning is not good, the navigation is useless, I drove for hours to find a place, nothing came out, that kid laughed, pointed at the top of my head and shouted that there was a ghost, it's just self-inflicted! ”

Tang Mu's eyes changed when she looked at him, "You, stop!" Stay back! She shouted.

The upstairs door opened, Tang Rui came up barefoot with an unhappy face, and muttered: "Why are you women so annoying, noisy during the day and noisy at night, can you let people live in peace for a while?" ”

Tang's mother was originally furious in her heart, but when he said this, her fear was instantly suppressed by anger, and she pounced on him and pinched his ears, Tang Jinrong took the interaction between their mother and son into his eyes, and his smile gradually cooled, especially when he looked at Tang Rui, it was like looking at a dead thing!

After scaring Tang's mother, Lan Shuying hummed a small tune and cut a fruit platter for Zhenzhen.

Although she is also a ghost in her body, she has always felt that destroying powerful ghosts is a very meritorious thing. Look, not long after she got rid of that bloody ghost in the factory, she caught a super talent who could help her make a lot of money.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, when it was the appointed time, a young man with shabby clothes but very clean rang the doorbell nervously.

Lan Shuying let him in.

This young man occupies a lot of place in the plot.

Mo Qingyu, a not very common name, he is the boss of the entertainment company that signed the heroine, the future business star, that company was only acquired by Mo Qingyu in the later stage, and his way to make a fortune can be said to be the decline of the Tang family.

But now even the male protagonist Wen Yuan hasn't cheered up, as the male protagonist's biggest opponent in the business world, Mo Qingyu is just a poor orphan who has worked hard to get admitted to college, can't afford to pay tuition, and may not be able to eat the next meal.

“…… That's it, you see. Lan Shuying pushed the contract to him.

Mo whispered and signed his name with a grateful face after reading it hastily, but he was a little puzzled by her choice.

"I accidentally bumped into you setting up a stall, and I think you are very talented in business, and you shouldn't be buried by life." Lan Shuying explained lightly.

There were three disasters in Mo Qingyu's business journey, the first time was that the stall was opened by a drunk with a beer bottle, and the drunk was poorer than him, so he finally earned all the money to fill the medical expenses, and he also owed a small sum to his classmates.

The second time was when someone stole a car as a delivery driver, lost a sum of income that month, and never caught the car thief, so I had to buy a new one, and my savings were emptied again.

This is the third time, he partnered with his classmates to do a fruit business, and was panicked by the city management, pushing the car and falling into the river, the people were fine, the car and the fruit were all gone, and in a blink of an eye, he became a poor egg again.

Mo Qingyu was seriously doubting himself when this woman appeared.

She said she would pay for his tuition for the next three years, and that she would contribute half of the principal regardless of what business he chose to do, on the condition that the proceeds would be shared equally.

If it weren't for Lan Shuying's understanding of Mo Qingyu's growth experience, she would probably think that the person who drafted this contract had a brain in water. However, a person who even survived the financial crisis smoothly and pulled the Tang family off the throne of the richest man with one shot is more reliable than a lazy person like her.

To be a man, you have to find your own position.

Practicing martial arts, cultivating, fighting, burning homes, acting, she is all good at these.

Making money or something, it's not as important as playing with her daughter, Lan Shuying sank into the soft sofa and let out a long breath.

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