After Fu Yue left, Qin Zhi stood in place for a long time, he was half-leaning on the car door, holding his mobile phone with his slender fingers, and sent a WeChat message to Director Li lightly.

[Qin Zhi]: Director Li, tell you something.

The other side quickly replied to the message.

It was obviously late, but Director Li didn't look like a fifty-year-old man at all, holding the mobile game until it flew up. At this time, he had just finished blacking, and he happened to send a message back to Qin Zhi.

[Director Li]: What's the matter?

[Qin Zhi]: I think Jiang Fu has to delete some of the scenes, I have just finished changing the specifics, I will send you the script to see in a while, if you can, shoot according to this, I will invest an additional 20 million in your play.

Glancing at the screen of the mobile phone, the mask stolen from his wife on Director Li's old face almost fell off.

“？？？？？”

Attention was attracted by the last sentence of that large paragraph of text, and Director Li silently deleted the long list of question marks in his dialog box.

His drama is filmed and played, the production scale is not large, and the investment of 20 million is almost half of his investment in the entire drama.

There is a cheap and not a bastard, for the sake of money, Director Li feels that he can still put up with this kid Qin.

[Director Li]: Okay, you send the script to me to see, if you don't change much, I can still consider it.

[Qin Zhi]: Hmm.

The slender figure of the young man leaned on the side of the car, his cold white fingers moved up and down, his eyes did not blink, and he deleted a lot of drastic changes, staring at the posture of the script as if he was looking at the enemy.

Boat play.... Hehe.

Delete.

Kiss scene.... Hehehe.

Delete.

Hand in hand.... Scold.

Delete it too!

In the end, Qin Zhi hooked the corners of his lips with satisfaction, a little shallow pleasure between his eyebrows and eyes, he sent the revised script to Director Li, and then opened the car door and sat in.

Five minutes later.

Director Li stared at the script that had been changed beyond recognition, and his expression was a little suspicious of life.

He suspected that Qin Zhi's stinky boy was here to find trouble.

[Director Li]: ???

[Director Li]: You have a grudge against your girlfriend, delete her drama to a little bit.

Hearing the prompt sound of the mobile phone, Qin Zhi glanced down at the mobile phone screen, and casually sent two messages.

[Qin Zhi]: Director Li, Jiang Fu is my girlfriend, these boat scenes, kiss scenes, and hand-holding scenes...... How do you think that as a normal man, how can you stand your girlfriend to shoot?

[Qin Zhi]: Don't mention any actor's self-cultivation to me, I'm pretty sure, Jiang Fu decided not to have that thing.

Director Li: "......"

It's true, it's not like a family doesn't enter the door.

Jiang Fu's dead girl's perception of herself is clear, and Qin Zhi knows his little girlfriend even better.

[Director Li]: Qin Zhi, don't give me any energy, you kid, it is absolutely impossible to shoot the scene deleted like this, I agree with Jiang Fu's boat scenes at most, intimate scenes or something, you can let the stand-in.

There was a long silence on the other side of the phone.

I reluctantly came to a sentence.

[Qin Zhi]: Okay.

Li Daoqiang resisted the urge to take off the mask on his face and roll it up, and he kept chanting silently in his heart.

Twenty million, twenty million......

The phone beep rang again.

Director Li's eyebrows jumped again, and he lowered his eyes.

[Qin Zhi]: Tomorrow I will go to the filming site, keep an eye on the whole process, and say hello to you.

Director Li: "......"