After returning to the hotel room, Yu Feihong took a shower, put on a pillow and fell asleep.
Soon, the eyes under his eyelids began to move erratically.
This means that she fell into Mengxiang.
In a clearing on the top of a high mountain.
Tonight is a full moon night.
The moonlight is so beautiful and gentle.
A man with disheveled hair and a big scar on his face was looking at her affectionately.
"Ms. sir..."
Yu Feihong called him affectionately.
She gently stroked the ugly face with her hands, but the more she looked at it, the happier she felt in her heart.
Because she knew that this was her husband, a peerless man who supported her and was the most important person in her life.
Soon, "Msang Gong" took her on a flat flight.
The surrounding scenery keeps receding.
In the blink of an eye, I arrived at my boudoir.
Then, it’s time to drink a glass of wine.
After drinking a glass of wine, a happy and warm feeling rushed directly to my forehead.
Next, the "husband" took off his clothes and slowly approached.
Soon, scenes not suitable for children began.
As Yu Feihong spoke up.
All the images dissipated like bubbles.
"Ms. sir..."
Yu Feihong suddenly shouted anxiously.
My lover is gone, what should I do?
When she opened her eyes, she found that it was already bright outside.
"It turns out...it was a dream..."
Yu Feihong breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately felt a strong sense of loss.
The next second, her face turned red.
"It's so embarrassing..."
Recalling the dream just now, Yu Feihong, who is already 28 this year, immediately buried his face into the pillow in shame.
This is indeed quite embarrassing.
What a bad dream, it was an erotic dream!
And the target is still that strange person.
How outrageous!
How could this be? Although the man wrote well, he was also too ugly.
How could I possibly fall in love with such a person?
Although I can’t remember the general plot clearly.
But that person's face and that feeling of happiness are particularly vivid in my memory.
But now that I know it’s a dream.
Naturally, Yu Feihong will not sink into it.
So after thinking about it for a while, she stopped thinking about it.
She turned back into the mature Yu Feihong again.
And another room.
Fan was soaking in the bathtub with a flushed face.
She couldn't believe that she actually dreamed of Scarface!
And she did something like that with him!
She naturally knows what Scarface's true appearance is like.
Although, I did feel a little tempted at the time.
But you wouldn’t have such a shameful dream at night, right?
Simply outrageous!
"I didn't think so, I never thought so!"
Brainwash yourself over and over again.
What do you think about every day and dream about every night?
It's all fake!
How could I possibly have thought about such a thing?
I want to be the queen of the entertainment industry!
How could you have such deep thoughts about a man?
impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
After eight hundred times of self-brainwashing.
Finally calming down, he stood up and wiped it with a cold expression.
But when she looked at herself in the mirror with a rosy face.
She couldn't help but touch her face.
There seemed to be some aftertaste in his eyes, but it was quickly overshadowed by a domineering look.
She raised her chin and said to the person in the mirror: "He is just a passer-by. You will meet many such passers-by in the future. Don't let me look down on you!"
After saying that, he walked out the door with firm steps.
...
Of course, Jiang Yan didn't know about what the two women had dreamed last night.
If he knew that Goldfinger had such side effects, he probably wouldn't have much idea.
They are all in reserve for gods. If they keep thinking about these things, even if they become gods, they will still be useless gods.
So go to hell with women and all that.
At the moment, he was in the gold shop, talking with some big guys.
"Tomorrow I will go to Xiangjiang to sign. After all the procedures are completed, we can start." Jiang Yan took a sip of tea and said to several big bosses.
"No problem, we can leave at your own time." The boss smiled and nodded without any objection.
He didn't dare to have any opinions.
The person in front of me is a relative of the old Xu family!
If you want to embarrass Jiang Yan, you have to do it unless he doesn't want to mess around anymore.
Besides, business is still coming to your door, so there is no need to offend him. It’s not too late to build a good relationship.
"Okay, happy cooperation." Jiang Yan smiled.
"It's a pleasure to cooperate." The boss smiled, and then asked, "Do you have any plans for the evening? I will be the host?"
Jiang Yan was just about to refuse, but then he thought of the wedding banquet in the evening, so he said: "I just have something to do tonight, and I want to invite some friends to dinner. By the way, Boss Xiang, do you have any restaurants, nightclubs or anything like that? I'll leave them here for you tonight.
"
"Of course there is, but the quality is just that, and it can't be on the big stage." The boss said modestly.
"Just invite some friends from the crew. It doesn't matter whether it's high-end or not. Safety is the most important thing." Jiang Yan said.
"That's definitely no problem." The boss said, then handed over a card and said, "Come to my place tonight, I'll cover everything."
Jiang Yan brought it to take a look.
Good guy, "glorious".
The most upscale nightclub in Dongyang, can’t it be called a top-notch one?
And it’s all inclusive for us?
Jiang Yan knew that although this business amounted to tens of millions, although he had made money on his head, it was estimated that the amount was more than a dozen dollars, or even less.
So forget it.
Furthermore, he probably did this for the sake of his tiger skin.
You have to pull the tiger skin when it's time to pull it off, but you can't pull it off all the time.
So Jiang Yan said: "Thank you, Mr. Xiang, for your kindness, but it's outrageous for me to use your money as a favor for myself, so I'll do it myself."
With that said, he put the business card into his pocket and continued: "Let's go, let's have a drink after our business is over."
"no problem."
...
After settling the gold matter, the next step is the auction in Beijing.
There are thirteen pieces of jade in total, all no larger than a fist.
Ma Weitu said it would be at least eight million, so in the end it would only be more, not less.
The eight million won't be converted into Hong Kong dollars. After paying the tax, I guess it will keep me active for a long time.
After all the money is used up, the money in Xiangjiang will probably come out. By then, the tens of millions that have gone in will be worth a few hundred million less.
It's enough to make a few big-budget movies.
Thinking about it this way, finance is really making money.
From now on, don’t go to other worlds to plow gold, just do the stock market.
Relying on my own memory, I will have no problem making over 10 billion in ten years.
Moreover, if we ship too much gold, it will be bad if we are targeted by relevant departments in the future.
But when he said this, Jiang Yan couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.
He soon became a god, why do he still worry about these common things?
So he started thinking about the golden finger problem.
Although I want to shoot my own film, there are still a lot of problems.
Can I wear it for my own photoshoot?
If it’s shoddy for my own photo shoot, can I wear it?
Or do you have to get a filming permit?
For this dumb system, Jiang Yan's only way to figure out these problems is to try it slowly.
So the prerequisite is that you have money.
Soon, Jiang Yan and Ma Wei called and agreed to go to the capital in two days.
The auction started on the third day, and the funders had already been contacted by Ma Weitu in advance.
So the next itinerary is decided.
Let's have fun tonight, go to Xiangjiang to sign for the company tomorrow, come back to collect the money the day after tomorrow, and go to Beijing to collect the money the day after tomorrow.
Time is tight and the tasks are heavy, so I have to make arrangements for the crew today.
This is not a big problem. The directors can just hire Liu He and Zhang Shuang. They are knowledgeable and the work they are doing is okay. Anyway, they won’t shoot big things at the beginning, just small ones to experiment with. It won’t be a big problem.
If Goldfinger has requirements for the quality of photography, there is also Plan B.
Just ask Fan Datian, he is professional.
As for other chores, just ask Wu Yong. He is one of our own, and he can also handle the crew's affairs.
After thinking about the plan, Jiang Yan called them one by one.
Within a few minutes, it was all done.
Liu He was out of town and couldn't make it back, but Zhang Shuang said he could do it at any time, and Wu Yong said it was no problem.
That's good.
So Jiang Yan simply asked them to start preparations now.
And my next task, apart from getting money, is what to shoot.
What kind of works can trigger time travel? This is a question.
"First of all, when it comes to experiments, start with small productions and work from small to large. TV series and other such things take too much time and money, so they will be released later."
"If you are making a small production, start with the simplest one..."
After a pause, Jiang Yan suddenly thought, is it possible to make a short video of more than ten seconds?
Short videos have become very popular in later generations, and many short works are very interesting.
And no matter how small these short films are, they can still be considered film and television works.
Who knows what Goldfinger’s requirements are for works that can travel through time.
If even a short film of ten seconds or one or two minutes like this could be traveled through time, then the problem would be too simple.
Although, he felt that the limit of Gold Finger was probably not that low.
But you can definitely give it a try yourself.
It won't waste much time.
So he did it as he thought.
Just find a piece of paper and start recording interesting short video content in your memory.