Inner entertainment first vase

A strange silence spread in the courtyard in the morning. Uncle Ming couldn't hear the voice in the earphones, but only knew that the second young master of the merchant fell into silence after asking that sentence.

...the complexion is still very subtle.

Uncle Ming guessed that unless Shang Mingbao said that he fell in love with a pauper from Kowloon Walled City and decided to elope with him to the Philippines to become a fisherman, otherwise, Shang Lu would never have such an indescribable look on his face.

The "sure enough" that was like shock and accident mixed with hindsight, and finally turned into an angry and gnashing of teeth: "Fuck."

Uncle Ming exited quietly, and thoughtfully closed the glass courtyard door.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Central was very busy. Lawyer Li Haiyao Lei couldn't handle a glass of espresso, but before he could take a sip, the phone rang

"Has the lawyer's letter been sent?" The merchant's second young master said in a bad tone.

"Sent it?"

There was silence on the phone for a while, Li Haiyao listened to him gnash his teeth impatiently and repeatedly confirmed: "Are you sure you delivered it to me?"

...God, look at this question!Li Haiyao cleared his throat and said confidently: "Are you still worried about my work? Although the building is empty, I can assure you that he has fully, completely, and carefully comprehended every word of the lawyer's letter."

Shanglu: "..."

"Is there any problem?" Li Haiyao had a smile on his face.

"He's Ke Yu."

"Huh?" The name sounded so familiar.

Two assistant lawyers passed by the half-open door, chatting: "I really didn't expect Ke Yu to be so good at acting."

"This director is very good at leading actors. I don't know if Kojima will be able to get paid for the film?"

"I heard he was paid more than 2000 million yuan."

Li Haiyao's hands trembled and his mouth choked...Damn it, today's Central is really ugly!

Shang Lu asked in a deep voice, "Is there a settlement plan?"

Li Haiyao smiled on the surface: "Master, are you questioning the professionalism of our firm?"

...Shang Lu wiped his face in horror.

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Take 500 million and get out, or take nothing to be his exclusive actor.

Ke Yu's eyes darkened, and finally cursed in a low voice: "Bastard."

Entering the lawyer's number on the mobile phone, there was a notification that the other party was on the phone, Ke Yu hung up, and before he could redial, bang!The lounge door was kicked open, and Tang Zhuo stood at the door panting against the light.

After a pause of two seconds, he stepped in and slammed away the assistant director who was pulling him behind: "Ke Yu, I need an explanation from you."

What should come will still come.

Both the assistant director and the producer tried their best to wink at him, and the production director Lao Du smoothed things over: "Hey—hey, Old Tang, calm down, this matter is definitely not what you think——"

Ke Yu stood up from the sofa, gave a look, and Lao Du was inexplicably dumbfounded.When the scene became quiet, Ke Yu waved his hand lightly: "Guo'er, I invite you to order afternoon tea with Meili." Then he turned to the others: "Director Tang and I will speak alone."

After everyone retreated, Ke Yu handed Tang Zhuo a cigarette.The lighter was lit, and he approached, Tang Zhuo lowered his head in shame.Taking a deep sip, Ke Yu asked him to sit down on the sofa, and sat across from him with his legs crossed.

"I'm causing you trouble." He dusted the cigarette, his posture was relaxed, and he had a kind of adept quack air.

Tang Zhuo was slightly taken aback.He came to Xingshi to inquire about the crime, but now, he even began to wonder if he was too impatient and misunderstood him.

His mentor, Li Shan's partner, and ace screenwriter Shen Ling once warned him that Ke Yu is a very complicated person.

Tang Zhuo belatedly recalled that although his acting skills were poor, no matter how much he was scolded on the set, Ke Yu never got angry or vented his anger on others.

He is like a transparent glass, which looks very clean and fragile, very "good", but if you bump into it rashly, your head may be broken.

When he spoke again, Tang Zhuo's anger had subsided. Although his chest was still heaving, he considered his words and asked, "Mr. Ke, tell the truth, what is going on with this film? Do you know about it?"

Ke Yu shook his head with a helpless smile, and said lightly: "Old Tang, don't give me face like this. The film was shot with my consent, and the character's monologue was also designed by me. You didn't wrong me."

Tang Zhuo stood up suddenly: "Are you kidding me!"

Not to mention that he spent five years polishing the script, the key is how to explain it to the investors? !

"This is the first layer of truth - don't get excited, sit down first. There is a second layer of truth, but I don't think you may want to believe it. I haven't seen the finished film yet. What kind of story was cut out in the end? I am now I don't know." Ke Yu spread his hand holding the cigarette, a kind of lazy helplessness: "I just received a letter from the lawyer of Yongcheng Law Firm in Hong Kong, and the other party wanted to private, 500 million."

"500 million——" Tang Zhuo laughed angrily, "My mother sued him for bankruptcy!"

Putting the hand on the back of the chair and rubbing his temples, Ke Yu murmured to tell the third truth: "This director has no money, he is a little boy who is kept by a rich woman, and he doesn't know that this story and characters are actually copyrighted. I lied to him."

Tang Zhuo: "..."

This fucking is more complicated than his script, what about playing with dolls?

"He doesn't know that I'm an actor, he thinks I'm out to sell," Ke Yu also laughed when he saw the blank expression on the other side's face, and calmly teased: "Yes, look, I'm not famous enough. He thought what I said It's your own story."

Tang Zhuo turned into a fidgety spinning top in the lounge with his waist thrust up, and finally got out of control when the spinning top turned to the fifth turn - he kicked the makeup chair over and said, "Fuck."

"I will contact the lawyer. This matter is my problem, and I will handle it." Ke Yu stood up as he wiped out the smoke: "Let me tell you the truth first. Do you want money or traffic?"

"What do you mean?"

"The movie will be launched tomorrow. No matter what the finished movie looks like, the audience will definitely think about it when the movie is released. If you want money, he shouldn't be able to pay much. If you want traffic, I'm sure I can convince him."

"What are you sure about?"

Ke Yu pursed his lips: "I think I still have a way to deal with a brat."

Tang Zhuo still didn't understand: "I don't understand what your traffic means." The content of the movie was exposed in advance.

"The attention of this short film has exploded. There is only Fei Zai's monologue in 10 minutes. I think the overlap of the plots will not exceed 20%. If you want, you can use this as the lead film of the film. The copyright belongs to you. Follow-up Marketing is arranged by Tatsuno."

"You pay?" Tang Zhuo narrowed his eyes.

Ke Yu deliberately sighed, and smiled at the same time, "What can I do? If the soup doesn't come out, then I will. The traffic from today to tomorrow is worth tens of millions, how about Director Tang," he snapped Patting Tang Zhuo on the shoulder, he handed another cigarette: "Whether I can survive in the circle is up to your thoughts."

Is he being nice?

Tang Zhuo wiped his face.He was sweating all over from the rush of fire, and now he suddenly calmed down, the fire turned into a thorn scratching, and he kept running along the pores.Still sullen, he finally waved his hand impatiently: "All right, all right, don't give me this set—hot search marketing drafts, you can't miss any of them!"

As soon as the door opened, everyone on the set who had a job and could speak up surrounded them.Seeing that the director looked fierce and wanted to eat people when he entered, but he was dumb when he came out, and his eyes couldn't help but became intriguing.

Ke Yu.

Right.

Ke Yu closed her eyes and leaned back on the sofa, her chest rising and falling with deep breathing.With just a short breath, he opened his eyes again.The call record calls out the number, but it has not been dialed yet, and another call comes in.

He looked down at the word "Yuno" on it, and the corners of his lips curled up in self-deprecating manner.