After thinking carefully, Yun Qi arranged: "Let's leave things like this for now. Brother Lingfeng, please leave some talismans for him to prevent the zombies from coming back."
Ji Lingfeng: "Okay, little master."
The names they called each other made Chen Yu confused for a moment.
"He called you master?"
Yun Qi is modest, but also takes care of Ji Lingfeng's self-esteem: "I call it a joke, but I'm actually a colleague."
Ji Lingfeng looked serious: "No, master is master. Once you are a master, you will always be..."
It doesn't seem appropriate.
Lin Jingchen added: "She is our training teacher now. As for the rest, you don't need to know."
"Oh!" Chen Yu stood up nervously: "Then if I encounter anything in the future, can I still come to you?"
He looked at Yun Qi, and before Yun Qi could say anything, he was instantly filled with happiness: "It just so happens that the TV series I invested in still lacks the role of two boys and a little girl. I think the three of you are quite suitable."
Back in Bureau 49, Yun Qi told Bureau Hu the information she got from Chen Yu.
Behind him were an old man with a white beard, a girl with red hair chewing gum, and an ordinary-looking and taciturn young man.
"You mean..." The white-bearded old man paused, and was a little surprised when he realized what he was doing: "I heard that Mr. Qin liked the young master very much, and devoted more energy and effort to him than his own son, and even gave part of his family to him. Let him take care of the business, the young master is very popular in the capital, I am afraid no one would dare to take care of the young master."
Saying this, he suddenly turned his head, tilted his head, bit his lip, stared at Chen Yu with his bright black eyes and blinked obediently.
***
Qin Chuang's private villa is luxuriously decorated. The floor is covered with thick wool carpets with exquisite patterns. The wool is fine and soft. The walls are decorated with various famous paintings. Even the indoor elevators are decorated with indigo enamel equipment. There are bright crystal chandeliers one after another. One cup.
Qin Chuang said "hmm" affirmatively, with an indifferent tone and an arrogant attitude: "It seems that your brain is quite good. How did you come up with the idea of using a painting to create space?"
Yun Qiuce stepped forward and said, "Just contact me about the remuneration. No counter-offer for two million, and there will be a two-point handling fee for swiping your card."
Chen Yu smiled dryly, "You are really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon."
Lin Jingchen smiled and said, "Didn't you doubt our acting skills just now?"
Yun Qi nodded, she liked this kind of flexible brain.
"The old man is confused when he climbs high and falls heavy. It may not be good for him."
A pair of bright and deep eyes, like a cold pool in late autumn, instantly appeared in my mind.
The eyelashes are thick, the eyes are large and energetic, the pupils are black and white, and the tail of the eyes is slightly upturned, adding a bit of mystery and intelligence to those innocent eyes.
After a long time, he burst out laughing and patted the old man on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I will definitely give you what I promised you. Old man, you have to live and work for me."
However, this time it not only solved the problem that had been bothering him and saved his life, but also saved him from having to go to any masters and monks in the future, saving him a lot of trouble. It was so worth it.
No wonder the old man likes it.
"That's right." The old man smiled broadly and nodded in agreement.
Qin Chuang was barefoot, holding a glass of red wine, and tapping a painting on the table with his white fingers.
"My nephew's eyes." Qin Chuang squinted his eyes, and a cold light suddenly appeared in the small gaps.
"No doubt, no doubt, it is my honor for you to participate in my TV series. Well...if you are not satisfied with the role, I can ask the screenwriter to add more scenes."
Qin Chuang snorted coldly, this old man was about the same age as his grandfather, but he treated him like Mr. Qin.
"What eyes can't we get?" the red-haired girl behind her said in broken Mandarin, with a very disdainful look, a bit young and unruly.
"Do you know Qin Chuang?"
At first glance, the painting on the table is just an ordinary landscape painting, with a towering green mountain standing on the screen. There is nothing special about the technique or the artistry, let alone a masterpiece by a famous artist.
The old man sighed heavily, "I understand that if you want to reshape the ancient dragon's soul, the most important thing is to reshape its eyes, using the eyes as the soul cave. As long as you find the right eye, you can re-refine the ancient dragon's soul, and the physical body will be the same.
It’s not that important anymore.”
"Don't worry, Mr. Qin, this painting is absolutely foolproof."
"Xiaoqi doesn't want to act. Acting is not fun at all. It's not as fun as catching ghosts."
"Master, although we have found the corpse of the ancient dragon, there is only a skeleton left in the corpse. It is not difficult to reshape the body, but it is difficult to reshape its soul." said the young man behind him.
"Eye?" Qin Chuang seemed to understand, but he also understood that the most important thing at the moment was a pair of suitable eyes.
Although I'm a little timid, it's not shameful to be timid in front of mystical masters like them. Whoever does such a thing as a zombie will be smart!
Director Hu was surprised: "Qin Chuang? This kind of thing is actually related to him."
"That's right, but Master Qin," the old man said, "I have lived for most of my life, and money is not that important to me..."
"I know what you want. That thing is much more expensive than money. You are quite knowledgeable." Qin Chuang turned around and stared at him narrowly.
Qin Chuang shook the red wine glass in his hand, and the red light reflected from the high-grade red wine was projected onto his eyeballs, like cold snake eyes:
"Yes, I seem to have heard that Mr. Qin was very disappointed with him, and the relationship between father and son was tense. But which family does not have a few playboys? This kind of thing is nothing new. It is just something people talk about after dinner."
It's not easy to say this, because if you say it, you will appear to be incompetent.
"I do know a rare pair of good eyes, but you can't get them." Qin Chuang sat down slowly, with undisguised sarcasm in his tone.
"Oh, needless to say, the old man of the Qin family definitely doesn't like him." Yun Qiuce said understandingly.
It’s better to have money!
"It's nothing. It's my blessing to be able to solve Master Qin's problems."
"Well, I can't say that I know him, but whoever knows a little bit about the entertainment industry in Beijing has never heard of him. This man is the second son of the Qin family. He didn't study hard at a young age. He relied on his family's money to get into the entertainment industry. Of course he is
He was just for fun, and he caused a lot of scandals, but later he focused on investing. Many big stars met him like a primary school student meets his teacher, and almost everyone in the industry wanted to curry favor with him."
Chen Yu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized: "Oh, I know, I know, the reward will be given later. I understand the rules, and I will never let the little master do it in vain."
"Don't worry, if you do things for me, your benefits will be indispensable." Qin Chuang took an elegant sip.
The old man with the white beard chuckled, how did he come up with this?
"But... just because others don't dare to take action doesn't mean we don't. If Mr. Qin agrees..."
"When did I agree? He is my nephew and my beloved family member..."
Qin Chuang paused.
I don’t know why, but a sentence automatically appeared in everyone’s mind: “We have to pay more!”
After waiting for a long time, of course Qin Chuang didn't say that, but suddenly changed the subject: "What's going on over there with Luna?"