I am a funeral anchor, and the one who pays attention to the whole network is scared to death!

"drop."

After speaking, Zhang Fan hung up the phone without hesitation.

Things that have been reserved can be broken because of the price. Such a business will not cooperate.

"Madou Media... What a coincidence."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Fan switched back to the short video app.

I found Brother Hu's private message and replied one.

[Please give me the phone number of the person in charge of the media. 】

On the other side, Brother Hu was excited and excited, and quickly sent the big boss's phone number.

After getting the phone, Zhang Fan dialed without hesitation.

"Drip drip..."

After the call was connected, a very arrogant middle-aged man's voice came from the other end: "Who is it, call my assistant."

"Hello, I am the boss of Changhong Funeral." Zhang Fan replied.

After a brief silence, the other end said: "Changhong Funeral... what's the matter?"

Zhang Fan cut to the chase and said, "The filming location you rented tomorrow was originally rented by us first. I would like to discuss whether you can change the time."

"..."

Zhang Fan's voice stopped, and there was a burst of noise from the other end of the phone, as if they were discussing something.

After a while, the other party replied:

"Change the time? Can't be changed. The actors on my side earn hundreds of thousands of dollars a day, so you can change it if you say so?"

"So there's nothing to discuss?" Zhang Fan said coldly.

"Nonsense, no discussion!"

"drop."

In response, the other party hung up the phone directly.

Zhang Fan's complexion also instantly became gloomy.

For funerals, the scheduled time cannot be changed. This has been a rule since ancient times.

At the moment when the time is set, the deceased will receive news in some form, and temporarily change it, which is equivalent to canceling the funeral!

"Hundreds of thousands of appearance fees a day, this money is really easy to earn..."

With a murmur, Zhang Fan clicked on the homepage of Ma Dou Media again.

At this time, the system beep sounded.

[49 times of illegal financing, 1981 times of violent collection, 408 times of intentionally hurting people, 59 times of fabricating accident scenes (including film and television creation.) The probability of next fabrication is 100%, the rate of fabricating oneself is 100%, the mortality rate is 50%, other deaths are unknown, Potential users, it is recommended to pay attention. 】

"50.00%? Fifty also has to follow you!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Fan immediately paid attention.

There is no other meaning, this is a violent black loan organization, and it is also involved in other illegal activities.

Even if he can't do it, you have to pay attention to disgusting him.

Zhang Fan has always been very familiar with his current evil persona on the Internet.

Although he didn't admit it, the rhythm on the Internet should be enough to make him panic.

After clicking follow, Zhang Fan sent another comment:

【There is no limit to the sea of ​​bitterness, turn your back to the shore, be careful, take care of yourself, Changhong provides one-stop service for funerals and burials, and you can enjoy a [-]% discount if you book in advance. 】

At the same time, Zhao Yong also received news that the venue had broken the contract.

"Boss...just now... guess...what should I do?"

He reported the news to Zhang Fan and asked for advice.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Fan slowly said:

"Tomorrow will follow the normal procedure, but just in case, we will reserve another venue. We can't mess up Uncle Wang's funeral just out of anger."

"Okay, I'll go get ready."

……

After Zhang Fan's focus, the fans quickly walked through the process.

But after discovering the name of the new concern, netizens' comments suddenly became strange.

[Crying for the funeral brother to crack down on illegal activities, hard work! 】

[Crying bitterly, I have been collecting evidence, but I didn't expect Brother Funeral to be one step ahead! 】

[Crying bitterly, I, Huang, knew a long time ago that Ma Dou Media must have an inseparable relationship with the neighbor! 】

[Brother Crying Funeral did a great job, support! 】

【Crying bitterly...】

【…】

On the other side, in a high-end hotel in Nancheng.

The boss of Ma Dou Media is negotiating salary with an actor.

This person's name is Ma Tiangong, because he is the twelfth in the big family, Gu's nickname is Ma Twelve.

So he merged ten and two into one and founded Ma Dou Media.

What he is going to shoot tomorrow is a suspenseful theme that tends to be supernatural.

The general content of the story begins with the fraudulent corpse at the funeral, and the most exciting part is the plot of a mysterious Taoist priest who escapes into the underworld and negotiates with black and white impermanence.

And the one sitting opposite him was the actor he was going to talk about today, that is, the actor of the mysterious priest.

The identity of this priest is not ordinary.

According to his own disclosure, he was once a direct disciple of Longhushan, and became famous when he was young. Later, he disillusioned the world, and in order to make a living, he had no choice but to join the entertainment industry.

Just now a phone call suddenly interrupted the two people's discussion, Ma Tiangong glanced at his phone by the way, and has already learned that Changhong Funeral has paid attention to him.

"Daoist, what I just told you about...Changhong Funeral, are you sure?"

"Naturally, I have been cultivating in the poor way for more than ten years, so I don't pay attention to such trivial skills." Daoist Song said calmly.

"I'm relieved with your words!"

Ma Tiangong nodded, and continued: "You don't know something, this kid is very mysterious in our Nancheng, but everyone who is paid attention to by him is all screwed up."

"No, just now he called and threatened me to grab tomorrow's venue from me. I didn't agree, but he turned his back and gave me attention!"

"Ha ha."

Song Daochang smiled slightly, and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, I will make a move."

His calm posture and calm tone seemed to be saying another trivial matter.

However, Ma Tiangong heard the meaning of "invincible, invincible, and proud of the world" in this sentence.

Seeing his appearance like this, Ma Tiangong's heart was completely relieved.

"Daoist Hong Qiang, you are truly a god in the world. If you act, I will be worry-free!"

"Ha ha……"

Song Daochang nodded slightly, and said: "In that case, then Director Ma, my salary..."

"Good talk, good talk!"

Ma Tiangong understood immediately, and said cheerfully: "This number!"

Daoist Song nodded in satisfaction: "Okay."

Seeing this, Ma Tiangong rubbed his little hands in satisfaction, and asked tentatively: "Then... Daoist Hong Qiang, what about me?"

"Pindao will naturally not break his promise."

Song Daochang stood up, fumbled for a while from the cloth bag he was carrying with him, and found a few yellow talismans, brushes and cinnabar.

I saw that Daoist Song used skillful techniques to operate on the talisman paper like flying dragons and phoenixes.

After a while, three decent talisman papers appeared on the table.

Song Daochang sat down and said calmly: "These three talismans are called exorcising evil talismans. The market price is about 50 a piece. Moreover, there is no market for the price!"

"With these three talismans, there is no way to use Changhong Funeral's little tricks!"

"Okay, great!"

As if Ma Tiangong had found a treasure, he quickly thanked him, but then, he suddenly became a little abnormal.

After all, he also makes suspense movies all the year round, and he knows a little about the process in it.

After hesitating for a while, Ma Tiangong said: "Daoist Song, I remember that the talismans of your Taoist school can only be effective after the practice of opening the altar. You just now..."

"Are you questioning me?"

Daoist Song frowned slightly, and said a little unhappily: "Poverty Dao has practiced for more than ten years, can't even use a Tongtian talisman?"

"Tongtian... Tongtian talisman?!"

As soon as these words came out, Ma Tiangong was startled suddenly.

It turned out to be the legendary... Tongtianlu!

The world is the altar, the soul is the pen!

These talismans are... the strongest talismans!

With this treasure, Changhong Funeral is not worth mentioning!

"Song Daochang, then... how should I use it?"

"Simple, three talismans, one is folded and worn on the chest, one is pasted behind the car, and the last one can be pasted on the chest in extremely dangerous situations."

"Okay... I understand!"

After some exchanges, Ma Tiangong's fear of Zhang Fan disappeared!

……

at the same time.

On a certain street in Nancheng.

After seeing Zhang Fan's new attention, Brother Hu instantly saw hope, and felt like a spring breeze.

After hearing the news, the two younger brothers couldn't help but celebrate for Brother Hu!

"Brother Hu, that's great, this grandson is going to die soon!"

"Yeah, when the time comes, let's just take the money and run away. If it's really not possible, turn yourself in!"

"Um……"

Brother Hu nodded slightly, agreeing to what the two said.

But by now, he couldn't withdraw.

After a moment of silence, Brother Hu said: "From now on, you two, don't get involved in collecting collections, miss work for a few days, and when the grandson dies, you two will immediately surrender."

"You have participated in a small number of times, and you have never done anything. At most, you will be able to come out in a few years."

"Yep!"

The younger brothers nodded in response, and asked back: "Then Brother Hu, what do you do?"

"I?"

Brother Hu sighed with melancholy on his face, and said with a smile:

"I'm too late, but I have other things to do!"

"what's up?"

Brother Hu's eyes were bright and sharp, as if he had made some important decision.