As for the script, it was obvious that it had been flipped over so many times that there were rough edges. It was easy to see that the writer of the script had repeatedly revised and polished the script.
As he had expected, the words on the cover were "Crazy Stone".
It had been a rough story until Liu Dehua, a Hong Kong film star, had started collecting scripts from all over the country. It was now in Qin Guan's hands.
As Ning Hao flipped open the book, a man in a pair of long johns and a man in a suit and leather shoes appeared surprisingly harmonious under the dim light bulb.
When the door of the warehouse was opened again, the man with his hair still standing in the cold wind sniffled and walked in, causing the two people in the warehouse to laugh at the same time.
"What are you doing here, Boss Qin?"
Huang Bo, who was holding a bag of spicy vegetables, was stunned on the spot.
Qin Guan pointed at the middle of the greasy table with his slender fingers. "Is this the food Director Ning Hao asked you to buy?"
"I don't mean to criticize you, Huang Bo, but I heard that your studio is going to release an album for you. Why are you still running around?"
"Or do you think that you are slacking off because I have no time to talk to you?"
Huang Bo was annoyed. He ran up to Qin Guan and placed the bag of spicy vegetables on the table.
"Who the hell are you? Why are you nagging me behind my back instead of wishing me well?
"Sister Xue has arranged a lot of work for me, but you know that there are no good scripts in the China market."
"Even I can't stand it, let alone Sister Xue."
"As for the director here, you can ask Ning Hao if I responded to his call and acted for him at the first possible moment!"
Qin Guan looked at Huang in disgust. Huang's down jacket and his hair had a chemical reaction again. His fingers touched Qin Guan's sleeve, causing sparks to fly.
Correspondingly, his fluffy fur stood up once again.
"Since we've already said that, I think we three brothers should do it!"
"Is the top thief from Hong Kong reserved for Qin Guan? That's true. Look at the group of actors you've chosen. Which one of them dares to be more westernized? "
"As for the filming budget, it's definitely not enough, right? Don't worry. Qin Guan's studio will make up for the missing parts. "
Huang's face was getting bigger and bigger. Qin Guan didn't care about his knee-high riding boots. He kicked Huang's buttocks.
"Huang Bo, you are so awesome now! You can even make decisions for me!"
Huang Bo, who was unprepared, fell to the ground and sat down on the dirty concrete floor of the warehouse.
His voice sounded like a pig being slaughtered. Even Qin Guan, who was used to all kinds of storms, was startled by him.
As if his buttocks had been stung by an African bee, he quickly did the most common movement in women's aerobics, lifting his buttocks.
Then, using both his hands and feet, he crawled and rolled on the cold concrete floor to stand up.
Ning Hao was the only calm person in the room. He drank a cup of tea calmly and said to Huang without looking up.
"Stop howling! What are you shouting for? My pants are clean. "
This sentence was like the most pleasant music in the world to Huang Bo's ears. It was so pleasant to hear. The man who was on fire just now quieted down in an instant.
Ning Hao opened the bag calmly and handed a pair of chopsticks to Qin Guan.
"Huang Bo is so careless. He goes out in clean clothes every day, and when he comes home, he either gets a piece of oil or a little dust."
"You know, Huang Bo has made some money in the past two years, so he brought his wife here to take care of her."
"Now it's the other way around. His wife comes to the capital, works every day, and has to serve him."
"His carelessness is a bad habit. So, one day, Huang Bo came to me wearing a pair of underpants! "
'Because in one night, all his trousers disappeared. It was our people who analyzed it for him and asked him to go home and write a guarantee that his clothes were clean. Only then would he have pants to wear. "
"Hahaha!" Ning Hao, who was laughing and talking at the same time, almost lost his breath. The pig's ear that had just been picked up was shaking on the bamboo chopsticks. It kept trembling, but he didn't put it into his mouth.
Huang sat down on the stool and fished out a cyan glass bottle from under the table.
Dang Dang Dang
The transparent liquid in the glass bottle was filled with a ceramic jar with a red star on it. Huang handed the jar to Qin Guan.
"Qin Guan, this is a good movie. You didn't make a loss!"
Qin Guan, who had been paying attention to the plastic bag in front of him, turned to look at Huang and Ning Hao.
Their desire for the movie was written all over their faces.
If Qin Guan didn't give them a clear answer, they wouldn't be able to sleep well that night.
Actually, Qin Guan had already made up his mind to invest in the movie. Since he had made up his mind, he didn't want to drag them down.
It was said that eating in a nervous mood could cause stomach cramps.
Translator: Lan _ Editor: Efydatia Naturally, Huang Bo and Ning Hao saw the best answer. Qin Guan smiled calmly. His words were exciting for no reason.
"Business is business. It's up to the director and the crew to decide how to shoot the movie, who to use and where to shoot the movie. I won't get involved, but since I'm paying, I have to get a share of the total investment."
"So, this is not about the actors' salary. Tomorrow, I will ask my lawyer, Chen Kang, to contact you alone. As for you, Huang Bo, it seems that you can't stay calm anymore. Let's get to work together."
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