226: Who's singing, I'll see

Song Yu was unwilling to let people look for it in the neighborhood a few more times.

It wasn't until it got dark and foggy in the jungle began to start that he was forced to give up.

"Maybe... Maybe this ghost is afraid of people, there are too many of us? โ€

"And the ghosts are afraid of the sun! I think she's either not there, or she's hiding! โ€

The old village chief was not good-tempered in the first place, and when he heard this, he struck him on the head with a cane.

"You're the devil! This is the cemetery of our ancestors in the Great Wilderness Mountain! โ€

"You are an offspring, you are waiting to be sued, you!"

"Come on, throw this guy down the mountain."

"And your program team! If you want to make money, you want to go crazy, this kind of thing is also stuffed into the show, you directors really can't get along with money! โ€

As soon as the old village chief gave an order, the people in the village immediately surrounded them and surrounded them.

treated the staff of the program team, the villagers were just cold, but they treated Song Yu, because no one wanted to be next to him, so they brought a bamboo pole, put him on the string directly, and carried him away.

The filming director who stayed here was in a hurry, but she didn't have the authority to terminate the contract with the villagers.

Qin Di's phone call couldn't get through, and she went to the doctor for a sick person to find Hao Youqian here.

It's okay to evacuate, but it's not too urgent today, and the way down the mountain is indeed not easy.

Hao Bufan glanced at the sky.

As if to vent his anger for the villagers of Dahuang Village, the sky was also gloomy and terrible, and there was not a single shining light in the huge night sky.

"Village chief, it's late, you let us leave now, the machine of the program team may not be dismantled for a while and a half."

The old village chief snorted coldly and frowned in displeasure: "So what? Are you worried that we will swallow your machine? โ€

"What are you talking about, I just think that no matter what, this injustice has a debtor and a master, and after all, it is not a forbidden place for our program team to break into."

"And although most of what Mr. Song Yu said is crooked, there is also a day of truth, after all, we only watched it during the day, and we haven't seen it at night."

"If there is really something bad and hurts the villagers, it is not good."

The old village chief's face suddenly changed: "Housheng, don't think that your surname is Hao, I won't dare to beat you!" โ€

"How can there be anything dirty in the resting place of our ancestors?"

Hao Bufan hurriedly explained: "Of course I also believe you, but if you look at Mr. Song's appearance, you shouldn't want to, there will be some messy troubles in the future, right?" โ€

"And you have to give our program team some time, let's pack up all the things, and dismantle the equipment that should be dismantled, so I will let our family come over and send some tents, how about you and the village cadres stay up all night tonight?"

He was born very well, and he was humble and polite, plus he was still a disabled bushi...

The old village chief's face did not change, but his momentum still eased a little.

The afterglow of his eyes quietly glanced behind Hao Bufan, and he nodded.

"Okay."

"But your people can't walk around, you must abide by the rules on our side, and the one surnamed Song, he can't eat at night, so he goes to sit by the river alone and waits."

Hao Bufan nodded.

Song Yu wanted to say something, but there was still something in his mouth.

As soon as the smelly socks were taken out, he lay down on the river and vomited.

The old village chief sent two people to follow him, and he didn't care.

Night falls.

The Hao family brought the tent and food over.

Although they are all boxed lunches, they are all hot, and there is milk tea.

The Hao family even moved four garbage cans for them to sort according to their needs.

Song Yu couldn't eat, and as a subordinate, Song Yu's secretary didn't dare to eat.

After all, the boss is hungry, and if he eats, he doesn't know what he will suffer after going down the mountain.

It was almost 10 o'clock, and the choreographer here finally contacted Qin Di on the grassland.

Hearing Song Yu's feat, the well-informed Qin Di couldn't help but be stunned for a few seconds, and used silence to express his admiration for Song Yu.

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Good guys, this time they're going to have to run!

He directly asked people to contact Song Yu.

"Mr. Song, this isn't the pot of the program team, right?" Qin Di asked with a smile.

Song Yu's face was pale, his eyes were straight [angry], and he also pulled the corners of his mouth at Qin Di: "Yes..."

He wanted to say no!

But today...

Never mind...

In the evening, in the middle of the night, the woman came, and everything fell into place.

Mr. Song gritted his teeth: "But if there is really a ghost here at night, will Director Qin go to negotiate with the village by himself?" โ€

Song Yu: "I remember that it was also written in the contract to ensure the safety of the guests." โ€

Qin Di nodded: "Of course, if there is a problem with our site selection, it naturally has nothing to do with Mr. Song." โ€

Qin Di: "That's it, let's sign an agreement, if nothing happens tonight, then you will bear all the losses of the program team." โ€

Song Yu: !!

Drip โ€“ Drop โ€“

Song Yu had already heard the sound of his heart dripping blood.

Qin Di: "Of course, I don't want to fight a lawsuit with you... Although we will definitely not lose, it is troublesome. โ€

Qin Di: "In this way, if you can provide a shooting location in the future, you don't have to lose money, and you don't have to provide it for too long, just 7 days." โ€

Qin Di: "As for the specifications... Other groups of families do not require it, but Mr. Hao's room must be large and have a high safety factor. โ€

Song Yu: .......

Song Yu: "Director Qin, you can directly lower than five stars." โ€

Qin Di sighed, paused for a few seconds before saying, "To be precise, it's not lower than five stars, it's not that there is no executive suite." โ€

Song Yu:

It's better to grab it!

Qin Di: "Ah, of course, we can also find a place by ourselves, as long as Mr. Song Yu compensates us for the venue fee of 1.8 million for the Great Wilderness." โ€

Song Yu:

Song Yu was silent.

Qin Di hung up the phone.

Song Yu was hungry, but he was extraordinarily energetic.

Because tonight doesn't just mean that he can prove himself, it also means his money.

As soon as 12 o'clock passed, the whole lake was as faint as he had seen it yesterday.

He walked excitedly to the water's edge, poked his head out cautiously, and screamed when he saw it.

Hearing the movement, Hao Bufan, who was already asleep, immediately opened his eyes, and as soon as he wanted to get up, he was held down by Ling Yan on the side.

"Don't move, I'll take a look." After Ling Yan finished speaking, he lifted the tent and went out.

Looking at his back, a trace of worry flashed on Hao Bufan's face, and he hesitated for a few seconds before lifting the quilt and getting up.

The little Taoist priest heard the movement and hurriedly grabbed his arm.

"Mr. Hao, you don't have to worry about Uncle Shi, he is very powerful, even if there is a ghost, it will be fine."

Hao Bufan came back to his senses, and there was a little starry light in his eyes: "Of course I know that he is very powerful, but..."

He twilightly remembered Ling Yan's blood-stained sleeves this morning...

Outside, it's Song Yu's scream...

All of this seems to be connected, but...

How can a teacher be a girl?