Chapter 130 Did I Come Out to Get Beaten?

Get up early and ask for a recommendation ticket!

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Nine Suns Subduing Dragon Palm!

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings instantly collapsed. Lin Hao said that his knees had been taken away, and he was short of bowing: "Sure enough, the young master is well-informed and unconstrained, I am really convinced!"

Hong Dali said complacently: "This is called a movie, and this is called a plot! Just look at your script."

"Yes, yes, the young master criticized it!" Lin Hao burst into tears. He is a well-known director in China, but he was trained like a grandson in front of the young master, but he couldn't refute it—— The plot design is indeed better than his!

At this time, Mu Zixiao on the side became anxious: "Dali, what about me? When will I debut?"

"At this time!" Hong Dali slapped the table, like a storyteller: "The protagonist has achieved a little martial arts, what do you need? Of course, you need a villain to beat the protagonist!" Hong Dali hehe With a smile: "So, at this time, the handsome and shocking Lao Xiao is the time for you, the big villain, to make an appearance!"

"I came out to be beaten?" Mu Zixiao's nose almost didn't flow out: "Can I change my job?"

"No!" Hong Dali said viciously: "At this time, you who have always been arrogant and defiant jumped out, and then you were beaten up—so that when you go back, you will work hard and learn the sunflower magical skill that shocks the world and weeps ghosts and gods. Get ready for revenge!"

"Okay! It's done!" Mu Zixiao slapped his thigh, then looked at the old man Wang on the tree in the distance: "Master! You must teach me some unique skills when the time comes! It depends on whether the apprentice is beating or being beaten." Master, you..."

At this point, Hong Dali had finished all the plot, and director Lin Hao's eyes lit up: "Wonderful, wonderful! This is really the plot that should be there! Young master, I am completely convinced! Or else Look, why don't we just revise the following scripts today?"

"Forget it today," Hong Dali rubbed his belly, "I'm hungry, I'll go back and eat first, you guys continue first."

"This...well then," Lin Hao now has a thousand and ten thousand people who don't want Hong Dali to leave, but he has no choice. He is the young master, and he has also heard some rumors that the young master has been physically weak since he was a child. Rather imaginary, I didn't dare to force it, so I could only send it respectfully: "Then the young master must slow down along the way, don't blow the cool wind, this May wind is a thief!"

"Understood, I'll come back tomorrow if I have nothing to do." Hong Dali stood up and let out a long breath: "Ah, Mr. Wang and Mr. Xiao are staying in the filming crew, I'll go eat first , Change to another place to play in the afternoon!"

Mu Zixiao thanked Dade: "Then Dali, you have a smooth journey! Call me if you have anything to do, and I will be there whenever you are called!"

"Understood, remember to act softly," Hong Dali waved his hand: "Don't hurt the male protagonist."

"Master is here, don't worry!" Muzi sent off respectfully.

At this time, the young master spoke, and the nine big dog legs opened the way ahead. Hong Dali took Tang Muxin into the car. Tang Muxin did not forget to ask Hong Dali about the story behind: "Dali, what's the story behind? Tell me Tell me about it, okay? People are very curious!" At this time, she really looked like a little girl who was acting like a spoiled child to her boyfriend.

But this plot can't be said to exist, Hong Dali shrugged his shoulders helplessly: "I haven't figured out what will happen next..."

"Then...well then..." Tang Muxin also knew that this thing cannot be forced, Hong Dali said that if she didn't think about it, then she really didn't think about it. Anyway, today is the weekend,

Tang Muxin nodded her lips, and said, "Dali, should we think about "I Am a Singer" this afternoon? According to the time, it seems that there are only three days left before the opening ceremony?"

The last time "I Am a Singer" was scheduled, Hong Dali was afraid that there would be too many people coming on the weekend, so he deliberately scheduled it to start at 8 o'clock on Tuesday night. Otherwise, if it's the weekend, with the name of Caiwei Film and Television, I don't know how many people are willing to come by car--he has read it on the Internet, and he doesn't know who sent the news to the League of Goddess, which claims to have a million members. When it comes to Li Nianwei's singing as a guest, there will be countless people willing to fly over with just such a message. Hong Dali didn't expect that there would be so many people that he couldn't even get in the door.

Fake news kills people...

"Accordingly, it is indeed time to prepare for that side." Hong Dali thought for a while, but shook his head: "But I always feel that something is missing." He said, muttering to himself: "Xinxin, what do you want Ah, I'm a singer and I've divided several episodes, we can't let the ratings be too dismal, there must be something to watch, otherwise the signboard will be smashed - I still feel that the prodigal family is not enough!"

"Not enough?!" Tang Muxin's eyes widened: "It's already more than five million, don't you think it's not enough?!"

"Of course not enough," Hong Dali said as a matter of course: "There are a total of ten episodes of "I Am a Singer". If one of the two episodes is replaced, there must be at least a dozen singers participating. How embarrassing is that when no one is watching behind you?"

Tang Muxin did the math casually——for ten phases, it seems that the average investment in one phase is only 500,000 to 600,000 yuan. Even if some costly projects require money every time, it seems to be a little less...

Hong Dali rubbed his chin and said, "But where else can I burn money...Forget it, let's eat first, the stomach is the most important thing!"

...

In the northern suburbs of Tianjing City, Forest Pharmaceutical.

In a dark secret room.

A figure sat on a chair, and said in a deep voice, "How is Tang's pharmaceutical company watching?"

The figure standing opposite him said respectfully: "Everything is going well so far, that is, Tang Ruisi went out to lie down in the morning today, and seemed to go to the Chenhui Building. I don't know what's going on. I was afraid of being exposed, so I didn't dare to follow."

"Chenhui Building?" The person sitting there thought for a moment, and said, "It's the site of Hong Dali, the prodigal son of the Hong family. You were right not to go. It would be bad if the target was exposed. I've been very close recently, so I guess it's nothing serious, so don't worry about him. You just need to keep an eye on Tang Ruisi's laboratory. Hehe, it's not that easy for him to overwhelm me by researching the latest antithrombotic drugs. "

"Everything is normal in the laboratory at the moment," the standing figure said with a smile, "Tang Ruisi never guessed it would be me."

"Of course he can't guess it. You have been working with him for more than ten years, and you can guess that you are the ghost." The sitting figure laughed and said: "Speaking of it, he is really stupid, wasting effort to develop this What kind of anti-thrombotic drugs, if you are full, otherwise I really have nothing to do with him. I don’t know why he is so popular, how good it is to sell drugs with peace of mind, the profit is high and there is no risk.”

"This..." The standing figure hesitated, and finally said slowly: "I heard that it seems that he wants to research this to benefit mankind. Anyway, the goal is quite noble."

"Ridiculously noble!" The sitting figure said disdainfully: "In this society, making money is the kingly way! What's the use of being noble?" After saying this, he became a little impatient and waved his hand: "Okay, let me No matter, his drug research is successful, you must bring the documents to me as soon as possible, did you hear me?"

"receive."

The standing figure walked out of the door, leaving only the sitting figure in the room. He lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, and said with a chuckle: "Gao Shang? Damn! Why don't you make a wedding dress for me, hahahahaha!"