Dressed as a villain’s own mother, I became a popular child variety show by relying on sand sculptur

When Leng Qingqing received a call from a man who claimed to be Mr. Fu, she was a little surprised.

"No insurance, thank you."

She hung up the phone politely.

System: "Don't you want to listen to what he has to say?"

say what? Leng Qingqing was inexplicably surprised: "I told you not to buy insurance."

The next second, the phone rang again, and Leng Qingqing hung up again. She had to change her mobile phone number. Recently, there were always strange calls from strange people, which made her unbearable.

A few seconds later, the phone rang again, and Leng Qingqing answered the phone with a smile.

The expression on her face was too peaceful, causing the system to lightly cross herself on her chest and pray for the person on the other side of the phone.

Just as the phone was picked up, a second before Leng Qingqing was about to speak, an extremely rough middle-aged male voice sounded, and he shouted into Leng Qingqing's ears:

"I'm Fu Minghua! I'll pay you double the salary to sign your contract! I'll compensate you for Song Shan's liquidated damages!"

Hearing Song Shan's name, Leng Qingqing swallowed the curse words that rushed to his throat.

She said pleasantly: "Who are you?"

Fu Minghua was hung up on several times, and he was supposed to have been unhappy for a long time, but remembering what the master said, he couldn't help but suppress it.

The master said that she was extremely lucky. Okay, he tolerates it.

"I'm Fu Minghua, you may have heard of my name."

Leng Qingqing fell into silence.

Does this person named Fu know how to chat? He will chat to death whenever he comes up.

I don't know if they are friends or foes. In short, she couldn't accept this.

The system secretary came online attentively: "Have you heard this gossip about the real estate tycoon Fu Minghua who was beaten by Song Shan on the set? Have you forgotten it?"

The system is still very useful at critical times. He said in a long and cold tone: "...Oh, Mr. Fu."

Mr. Fu was still very confident in his name. The cold tone made him regain some self-esteem, so he snorted from his nostrils very coldly and condescendingly, as if he had forgotten how many times he had been hanged. Who was the person who continued to harass me even after the call was disconnected? "Yes."

After a few minutes, Leng Qingqing finally figured out the purpose of Mr. Fu's visit.

After hanging up the phone, Leng Qingqing was still moved and moved by Fu Minghua's wealth and wealth in the conditions mentioned.

"He actually said he would give me double my salary and pay my liquidated damages. Is there such a good thing in the world?"

It's a pity that Leng Qingqing has already signed the contract.

Leng Qingqing is very contract-conscious, not only because things happen one after another, but also because Director Zhou is involved in it.

After all, Director Zhou is Hengheng's godfather. If Leng Qingqing breaks the contract, how will Director Zhou face Song Shan.

Mr. Fu obviously didn't know about this.

Therefore, although Mr. Fu's offer was very exciting, Leng Qingqing still rejected him.

Mr. Fu went all the way on the phone and offered three times the salary offered by Song Shan. This shows that this is indeed a boss who is not short of money.

Leng Qingqing thought of a compromise: "How about this, Mr. Fu, I will be the heroine of the next drama you invest in?"

I really don’t love money, I just think Mr. Fu is a friend I can make.

Mr. Fu was very irritable: "There is no next time, it has to be this time! That old bastard from Songshan only made a TV series in a few years, how do I know when his next TV series will be!"

"Then," Leng Qingqing said with regret, "I hope we have the opportunity to cooperate in the future."

Mr. Fu didn't expect that when he came with such heavy terms and sincerity, he was rejected by Leng Qingqing. In the office, he held the phone and stood blankly on the spot, anger building up in his brows.

She, a little actress, thought she was so arrogant because she hooked up with Song Shan?

Mr. Fu turned around and called the master with an almost pious tone: "Master, can you help me see if she must be the heroine of my new drama?"

The master's tone was enigmatic: "I've already calculated that, except for her, other actresses will affect your fortune! If she doesn't join, then you won't be filming this drama. It's a trivial matter if you can't make money. In short , you must not go against her."

Mr. Fu lives in Bengbu. "But Master..."

The master hurriedly went offline: "No more talking, I have to go play cards."

Mr. Fu: "..."

Throughout the afternoon, Mr. Fu was so tired that his rice no longer tasted good. In the past, I could eat twenty large buns in one meal in the staff canteen, but today I only eat less than ten.

In order to prepare for the drama "The Legend of the Song Dynasty", Mr. Fu spent a lot of time and energy, and money was the minimum.

In order to win the PK with Song Shan, Mr. Fu saw that Tang Xiaoman was stunned and had no other ideas. He just wanted to put the heroine in a happy mood and try his best to use his acting skills to completely crush her. The heroine of Songshan.

But now, something like this happened.

Mr. Fu had been sitting in the office all afternoon. When the pointer on the wall pointed to seven o'clock, he stood up from his desk.

As the saying goes, listen to others and eat enough.

So he made a decision.

He decided to sell the rights to the show. This move amounts to a complete dismantling of all efforts to organize the show up to this point. Of course, most of the efforts come from Mr. Fu, and the others are just workers under him. They only hope that their wages can be paid on time, and they really don't have the sentiments similar to those of book fans.

For other crew members, there are too many uncertainties during the initial preparation of a drama, and very few can be made into a drama in the end.

I've seen this happen a lot, and it's even pretty good.

Some dramas have been filmed, but due to some reasons they cannot even be aired and can only be aborted. In other words, if you lose your money, you will not make any profit.

Mr. Fu's staff quickly passed the news to everyone on the crew. From the director to the crew, it didn't take long for everyone to know the news and pack their things and prepare to join the next crew.

But for Tang Xiaoman, this news is like the sky has fallen.

It turns out that every bad moment is already the best, because there is always the worst next moment waiting for her.

It was already very cold in late autumn, and it was raining in the sky. Tang Xiaoman wrapped her coat tightly and exhaled the cold air of white frost mist. The biting chill climbed up my legs, and no matter how thick my clothes were, I couldn't resist it.

She didn't put on any makeup and was sitting in the corridor outside Yan Hua's office, with tears in her eyes, staring at the tightly closed door without blinking.

Yan Hua must know she is here. In the past few hours, several groups of people have gone in.

Among them were people she knew and people she didn't know. Some greeted her and called her Miss Man as usual; some pretended not to see her and pushed the door directly in front of her without even looking back.

There is sympathy, pity, gloating, indifference in the eyes of these people...

Tang Xiaoman waited from dawn to dusk.

However, Yan Hua never came out from the beginning to the end.

Until, the hands on the watch slowly pointed to eight o'clock in the evening, and the lights in the office went out.

A handsome figure opened the door of the office and walked out slowly.

Light flickered in the depths of Tang Xiaoman's pupils. She wanted to get up, but the next second, she froze in place.

Yan Hua's face was cold and pale. He walked past her without looking away, leaning on the metal cane that had broken her leg.

There was no looking back.