The Special Forces King In The Mountain Village

at this time.

Ye Qiu smiled and said, "Aunt Wen, it's me." Wen Haimei on the opposite side was taken aback. It took a while before she realized the name, and she suddenly said: "Are you Xiaoye?" Then she was as smart as Queen Wen, and soon I thought of a certain point: "The venue of this film festival, that hotel is you

of? "

Ye Qiu smiled and said, "Yes, it's mine, Aunt Wen, I wonder if you can do this little favor?"

Wen Haimei said with a chuckle: "This is no small task. The time is really too late. I'm afraid I will make a mistake when I go. Not only will I lose my reputation, I'm afraid it will affect the reputation of the hotel."

She also did not explicitly refuse, but talked about the stakes.

And Queen Wen was right, the time was indeed too rushed, just one day's preparation time, just remembering the entire process is very difficult.

But Ye Qiu didn't give up, and said, "Auntie Wen, this is a lot of trouble, I hope you can help me."

Wen Haimei on the other end of the phone looked hesitant. To tell the truth, she really didn’t want to go to the rescue site. She knew that the rescue site must be under a lot of pressure, and she was not young anymore. She was not as energetic as she was in her twenties, so There is no confidence.

However, her impression of Ye Qiu was quite good. Not only did she remove the scars on her back, but also because of the opportunity of Ye Qiu, her current popularity began to rise again, and she returned to the ranks of super first-line stars.

With reason and emotion, she should really help.

Speaking of reasoning, Wen Haimei and Dong Xinfei have been friends for many years, and they should have helped. At this time, I am afraid that Empress Wen herself did not notice any change in her thoughts.

After hesitating for a while, Wen Haimei said, "All right, but I have something to ask."

Ye Qiu asked, "Aunt Wen, what's the matter?"

Wen Haimei smiled and said: "Last time you gave me the kind of ointment to remove my scars. I wonder if there is any more?"

Ye Qiu was taken aback: "No, but I can make it, but if this kind of thing is not used in conjunction with my technique, the effect is actually not great, at most it has a whitening effect."

The last time I removed the scars on Queen Wen's back was the effect of Ye Qiu's makeup mud combined with Zhen Qi.

Ointment alone cannot achieve that level of treatment. Otherwise, Ye Qiu would switch to selling ointments. The money for a woman doesn’t need to be as much as there is no need to work hard to open hotels and cafeterias. Of bitter tears.

"There is a whitening effect? ​​That's enough." Wen Haimei's eyes lit up and smiled: "Give me the address, and I'll come over now."

That's it.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Qiu returned the phone to Dong Xinfei and said with a smile: "Queen Wen agreed."

"What did you call her just now? Aunt Wen?" Dong Xinfei took the phone, feeling a little bit ecstatic in her heart. She has never been so close to call Wen Haimei.

"What's the matter?" Ye Qiu was taken aback.

"It's nothing, wait, she agreed?" Dong Xinfei then took a bit slower before reacting.

"Yes, come here now."

"Hai Mei actually agreed."

Dong Xinfei looked at Ye Qiu with complicated eyes, and she said that Wen Haimei hesitated and refused. Unexpectedly, Ye Qiu actually agreed to help, and she couldn't help feeling a little sour in her heart.

...

the other side.

Among a hotel in Linhai City. Hualan opened the door and walked in. At this time, Wang Zifei was sitting on the sofa watching TV boredly. When Hualan came in, her eyes lit up, threw away the remote control and got up and walked in front of her, holding Hualan’s shoulders with both hands. Said: "Sister Lan, how is it?

"

"Let me drink some water first."

Hualan waved her hand, walked to the edge of the sofa and sat down, took a drink from the cup on the coffee table.

Wang Zifei walked behind Hua Lan and helped her take off her coat. Only a slim white shirt was left. She had a charming figure. She pressed her hands on her shoulders and gently pressed: "Sister Lan, how is the situation? ?"

"Yeah." Hualan let out a sigh of relief, then shook his head and said, "No, it's broken."

"What? He won't give it?" Wang Zifei's expression changed, and then gritted his teeth: "Is that **** not afraid of my fans making trouble?"

"That's not true."

Hualan hesitated and said, "Zi Fei, the price you want is too high. If it is two or three million, I guess the other party will still give it, but 10 million..."

Wang Zifei interrupted Hua Lan with a gloomy tone: "With my net worth, 10 million is less than that. This **** didn't agree."

Hualan said helplessly: "Then don't mention this. If you really don't go to the film festival the day after tomorrow, then we will be sued in court."

"Sister Lan, don't worry, just wait." Wang Zifei snorted when he heard the words, and said with disdain: "I don't believe that he won't agree. If my fans make trouble, what will happen to him? The hotel will definitely not open, and the loss will be more than 10 million.

It's more than that, but I don't know how much. As long as he knows the stakes, he will definitely agree to it. "

Hualan hesitated in her heart when she heard this. To be honest, Wang Zifei suddenly proposed this to her yesterday. After careful consideration, she also felt that it was feasible. Moreover, the agent’s income is divided into the celebrity. She can divide up two to three million in this 10 million. Anyone will be tempted

of.

But after meeting with Ye Qiu today, Hualan felt that Ye Qiu might not be the kind of easy compromise master. A woman's sixth sense told her that she was really messing with Ye Qiu, then things must be bad.

But looking at Prince Fei's face. Hualan hesitated for a while and still did not say what she thought. According to Wang Zifei's defiant character, she would only annoy him if she said it. After a pause, she said, "I think the other party will also find someone to save him now. , But I have already

I have contacted those brokerage companies, and they expressed their willingness to help me and will not let the artists who signed the contract come over. "

Wang Zifei looked happy, put her arms around Hua Lan's neck, leaned her head and smiled: "Sister Lan, you still want to be thoughtful."

Hualan closed her eyes and expressed her enjoyment. This is her welfare as an agent. Of course, she will be tempted by women like this little fresh meat, and there are too many such things in the circle. What old cows eat tender grass. No one cares.

"By the way, you can also reveal some news to your fans in this regard, so that they can put pressure on each other on the Internet..." Hualan thought for a while and opened his eyes and said.

"Yeah, Sister Lan." But at this time, Wang Zifei's attention was no longer on the topic. She wrapped her arms around Hua Lan's waist, and a low voice sounded in Hua Lan's ears, and Hua Lan didn't suppress it anymore.