"I want all the scripts, any world view, the most original setting, I want it!" Zhang Fan said.
After all, the world view cannot be changed.
Otherwise, Wang Dalu would probably kill him.
It is said that Wang Dalu took out all the coffins for the filming of "Civet Flowers".
Moreover, there is also a team of screenwriters.
By then, it is estimated that many people will take action.
"A lot." Wang Dalu said.
At this time, where is the time to find the original script for Zhang Fan?
Also, I have no energy.
Everyone is crazy busy now.
"Stop talking nonsense, or I'll run away, believe it or not." Zhang Fan rolled his eyes.
Damn, you thought I was so free that I came to your place for sightseeing?
If I didn't come, you guys would probably die suddenly.
I am your savior, okay?
What a piece of shit! Such an attitude towards your savior?
Believe it or not, I ran away and ran away with them in style. You guys are so stupid!
"No, uncle, please don't, I'll find it for you right away." Wang Dalu was so frightened that the cigarette dropped from his hand.
Is this uncle Zhang Fan running away?
What a joke!
Once Zhang Fan ran away, if nothing else, his "Civet Flowers" would definitely be out of service.
Even if it's not blocked, I can't take pictures.
When the time comes, where can we find Zhang Fan and these high-powered people?
Even if I find it, can I afford the money?
Even if he cut up Wang Dalu and sold it, he wouldn't be able to get that much money.
"Stop a minute, the crew and crew are looking for a script for me. I want everything from our initial settings to the original pictures." Wang Dalu roared.
Zhang Fan, an uncle, must never be offended.
"Boss, don't do it, we are all busy here." A group of people from the script team said weakly.
I haven't slept all night, and now I don't even want to go to the bathroom. Where can I find the energy to find a script?
Are you kidding me?
"Go quickly, or your salary will be deducted." Wang Dalu said with a straight face.
Mom, I don’t have any discernment at all. Do I want it?
Didn’t you see Zhang Fan here? Didn’t you hear that he wanted it?
If he runs away, I won't break your legs.
As soon as they heard about the deduction of wages, a group of people who were almost paralyzed immediately stood up.
Soon, stacks of A4 paper were delivered.
Half an hour later, a hill was piled up in front of Zhang Fan.
Desks three meters long and two meters wide are stacked one meter high.
"Look slowly, we will continue our research." Wang Dalu closed the office door directly.
He couldn't afford to offend Zhang Fan, but he could afford to hide from him.
He didn't want to stay with Zhang Fan.
Who knows what Zhang Fan will do next.
The scripts on this table are enough for Zhang Fan to read for several months, right?
"Boss, don't cause trouble. What do you want a guy like Zhang Fan to do? Is he causing trouble?" A group of people from the script team said paralyzed in their chairs.
Behind them, a row of medical staff took blood pressure measuring devices and measured their blood pressure one by one.
"Shut up, if Zhang Fan really runs away, you will all die for me." Wang Dalu whispered, fearing that Zhang Fan would hear him.
At this time, Cui Dongyi and Shi San came running over with their breakfast in hand.
"Oh, Brother Wang, you've stayed up late. Come on, come on, make some bean juice to refresh yourself."
"Haha, what are you doing here?" Wang Dalu's mouth twitched.
These two bitches are really determined to eat the weights.
Come early in the morning to show your courtesy!
"Aren't you worried that Brother Wang's body won't be able to bear it? We're here to give you a hand." Cui Dongyi said.
Shi Sangen came behind Wang Dalu and directly transformed into a massage guy.
"Brother Wang, the three of us brothers came out to fight together in the past. We three brothers, regardless of each other, your business is my business. I asked everyone in my team to come back overnight, and we can come back at any time
I will listen to your instructions."
"Come on, brother Wang, have a bun. This is your favorite restaurant." Cui Dongyi also immediately handed the bun over.
After Wang Dalu took action, he immediately squatted next to Wang Dalu and beat Wang Dalu's legs: "Brother Wang, my team is also downstairs. As long as you say a word, I will go up the mountain of swords and the sea of fire, no matter what."
"Hehehe!" Wang Dalu snorted coldly with a look of enjoyment.
These two bitches are really capable of bending and stretching.
"Ask your script team to come up and come up with ideas together," Wang Dalu said.
His script team is really not enough.
It just so happens that the coolies that come to your door are not used in vain.
Let them beat him up, serve him tea and water, and stay up late until he dies suddenly.
"Okay!"
Cui Dongyi and Shi San shouted excitedly.
Wang Dalu, this bitch, finally relented.
Oh my god, my legs are numb from squatting.
"Hey, hey, hey, what are you two doing? Come back for a massage." Wang Dalu shouted.
"Massage with a hammer, I don't have any hands." Shi San sneered, slammed the door and quickly went downstairs to call someone.
They all relented and gave Wang Dalu a massage. Wasn’t this just because he was full?
"Fuck, you two bitches, they turned against each other and refused to recognize each other!" Wang Dalu was so angry that his tooth ached.
If I had known earlier, I would have tortured these two bitches.
In almost twenty seconds, two groups of people appeared in front of Wang Dalu.
Damn, these two bitches are very fast.
There are people staying downstairs, why don't you fuck them, right at the door.
"Where is the script!" Cui Dongyi and Shi San asked at the same time.
"Inside!" Wang Dalu pointed to the office.
"Huh? Lao Wang, has your company been robbed?" Cui Dongyi looked at the company manager in shock.
"Ah?" Wang Dalu immediately turned his head.
"Fuck, if you dare to touch my script, you'll kill him!" Shi San turned around angrily: "Go in and kill that turtle grandson."
"CNM Shi San, shut up." Wang Dalu stood up suddenly, raised his leg and kicked Shi San on the waist.
You bastard, kill Zhang Fan?
I will kill you!
Also, what's your script?
That belongs to me!
"Civet Flower", written by me, Wang Dalu!
"What's going on?" Cui Dongyi asked quickly.
"Zhang Fan is inside." Wang Dalu said with twitching corners of his mouth.
Damn it, Zhang Fan, isn't he reading the script? Why is it being thrown away now?
Did my script offend you?
If it weren't for fear that Zhang Fan would run away, Wang Dalu would also have wanted to rush in and beat Zhang Fan.
This is the script of "Civet Flower"!
His hard work!
This little bastard is really nothing.
"What is he doing? Lao Wang, I'm not talking about you, but you can bear this? If it were me, I would have killed him long ago." Shi San got up from the ground and fanned the flames.
"Haha, go, go, go!" Wang Dalu sneered.
Scheming bitch!
Are you going to fuck Zhang Fan and try to kill me? Is that possible?
I, Wang Dalu, still don’t know what a piece of shit you, Shi San, are?
Hahaha!
You still want to harm me, it’s pretty beautiful!
(The third update is here, there should be another chapter! Hahahaha, surprise or not, surprise or no surprise!) (To be continued)