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Nine Suns Subduing Dragon Palm!
As soon as these words came out, the surrounding area was in a state of shock. Lin Hao said that his knees had been taken away, and he almost bowed to his knees: "Sure enough, the young master is very knowledgeable and unconstrained. I am really convinced!"
Hong Dali said proudly: "This is called a movie, this is called a plot! Look at your script."
"Yes, yes, that's what the young master is criticizing!" Lin Hao burst into tears. He was a well-known director in the country, but he was scolded like a grandson in front of the young master, but he still couldn't refute--
The plot design is indeed better than his!
At this time, Mu Zixiao on the side became anxious: "Dali, what about me? When will I appear?"
"That's it!" Hong Dali slammed the table and said like a storyteller: "The protagonist has achieved some success in martial arts, what does he need? Of course, he needs a villain to give the protagonist a fat beating!" Hong Dali hehe
Yixiao: "So, it's time for the handsome and shocking Lao Xiao to appear as the villain!"
"Am I here to be beaten?" Mu Zixiao's nose almost stopped flowing when he heard this: "Can I change my job?"
"No!" Hong Dali said fiercely: "At this time, you, who have always been arrogant and arrogant, jumped out and were beaten well - so that after you go back, you work hard and learn the Sunflower Magic Skill that makes the gods and ghosts weep.
Get ready to take revenge!"
"Okay! Done!" Mu Zixiao slapped his thigh, and then looked at Old Man Wang on the tree in the distance: "Master! You must teach me some tricks when the time comes! It all depends on whether the apprentice beats someone or is beaten.
Master, you are here..."
At this point, Hong Dali had finished telling all the plot. Director Lin Hao's eyes lit up when he heard it: "Wonderful, wonderful! This is indeed the plot it should be! Young Master, I am completely convinced! How about that?"
Look, why don’t we just revise the rest of the script today?”
"Forget it for today," Hong Dali touched his stomach: "I'm hungry, so I'll go back and eat first, and you can continue first."
"This...that's okay," Lin Hao didn't want Hong Dali to leave now, but he didn't want to do anything. He was the eldest young master, and he had also vaguely heard some rumors, saying that this eldest young master's physical condition had been poor since he was a child.
I was relatively weak and didn't dare to force myself, so I could only respectfully say: "Young master, please be sure to take your time along the way. Don't let the cool breeze blow. This May wind is terrible!"
"I know, I'll come back tomorrow if I have nothing to do." Hong Dali stood up and took a long breath: "Ah, Lao Wang and Lao Xiao, you two stay on the set to film, I will go to eat first
, let’s play somewhere else in the afternoon!”
Mu Zixiao was grateful: "Have a good trip, Dali! If you need anything, call me and I'll be here!"
"I know, remember to be gentle," Hong Dali waved his hand: "Don't hurt the hero."
"Master is here, don't worry!" Mu Zixiao said respectfully.
At this time, the young master spoke, and the nine big dog legs opened the way. Hong Dali took Tang Muxin into the car. Tang Muxin did not forget to ask Hong Dali about the plot behind it: "Dali, how is the plot behind it? You give me
Please tell me about it, okay? People are very curious!" At this time, she really looked like a little girl who was acting coquettishly towards her boyfriend.
But this plot can't be said to be complete. Hong Dali shrugged helplessly: "I haven't thought about the rest yet..."
"Then... okay..." Tang Muxin also knew that this thing couldn't be forced. Hong Dali said that if he didn't think about it, then he really didn't think about it. Anyway, today is the weekend. Tang Muxin nodded her lips and said: "Dali, let's
Should I think about "I Am a Singer" in the afternoon? Judging by the time, it seems that there are only three days left before the opening, right?"
The last time I ordered "I Am a Singer", Hong Dali was afraid that there would be too many people coming on the weekend, so he specifically scheduled it to start at 8 o'clock on Tuesday night. Otherwise, if it caught up with the weekend, just because of the name of Caiwei Film and Television, I would have to wait for the show to start at 8pm.
People are willing to come by car - he has read online. The Goddess Alliance, which claims to have millions of members, does not know who has spread the news. It is said that Li Nianwei will be a guest to sing a song. Just such a piece of news has countless
People are willing to come by plane, but Hong Dali doesn't want there to be so many people that he can't even get in.
False news kills people...
"Ordinarily, it's time to prepare over there," Hong Dali thought for a while and shook his head: "But I always feel that something is missing." He said, murmuring to himself: "Xinxin, what do you think?
Ah, I am a singer and this will be divided into several episodes. We can’t let the ratings be too dismal. There must be something to watch, otherwise the brand will be ruined - I still feel that the failure is not enough!"
"Not enough?!" Tang Muxin's eyes widened: "More than five million have already gone into it, and you still don't think it's enough?!"
"Of course it's not enough," Hong Dali said matter-of-factly: "There are a total of ten episodes of "I Am a Singer". If one is replaced every two episodes, there will be at least a dozen singers participating. If the scale is small, there will be no chance of success in the previous episodes.
How embarrassing would it be if you are outstanding and no one is watching from behind?"
Tang Muxin did the math casually - for ten phases, it seems that the average investment per phase is only 500,000 to 600,000 yuan. Even if some expensive projects require money every time, it seems to be a little less...
Hong Dali touched his chin and said: "But where else can we burn money for this... Forget it, let's eat first, the stomach is the most important thing!"
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Forest Pharmaceutical Industry, northern suburb of Tianjing City.
In a dark secret room.
A figure sat on a chair and said in a deep voice: "How is Tang's Pharmaceutical's surveillance going?"
The figure standing opposite him said respectfully: "Everything is going well so far. It's just that Tang Ruisi went out to lie down in the morning and seemed to have gone to Chenhui Building. I don't know what happened. I was afraid of being exposed, so I didn't dare to follow him."
"Chenhui Building?" The person sitting there thought for a moment and said: "That's the territory of Hong Dali, the prodigal son of the Hong family. You are right not to go. It would be bad if the target is exposed. Tang Ruisi's daughter and Hong Dali
He's been very close recently, so he probably has nothing serious to do, so don't worry about him. You just need to keep an eye on Tang Ruisi's laboratory. Hum, he wants to overwhelm me by developing the latest anti-thrombotic drugs, but it's not that easy.
"
"Everything is normal in the laboratory now," the standing figure said with a smile, "Tang Ruisi never guessed it was me."
"Of course he can't guess it. You have been working with him for more than ten years, so he can only guess that you are the mole." The sitting figure laughed and said: "Speaking of which, he is really stupid, wasting his energy to develop this
What kind of anti-thrombotic drugs are you taking? Otherwise, I really can’t do anything to him. I don’t know what the problem is with him. It’s great to sell drugs with peace of mind. The profit is high and there is no risk.”
"This..." The standing figure hesitated, and finally said slowly: "I heard that he seems to want to research this to benefit mankind. Anyway, the goal is quite noble."
"It's ridiculously noble!" The sitting figure said disdainfully: "In this society, making money is king! What's the point of being noble?" After saying this, he became impatient and waved his hand: "Okay, I'll leave the rest.
Regardless, if his drug research is successful, you must bring me the documents as soon as possible, do you hear me?"
"receive."
The standing figure walked out of the door, and only the sitting figure was left in the room. He lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, and said with a smile: "Noble? Damn! You are not making a wedding dress for me.
