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Chapter 128: The Ghost Blows the Lamp Online, and the Actor Joins(2/2)

"You, the movie emperor, are you almost unable to get out of the way. Wouldn't we little actors starve to death... Have dinner together when you have time, see you, beg you."

To be honest, Yuan Hua was a little overwhelmed by letting Huang Bo, a movie star.

It is true that he is more famous than Huang Bo. In the past few years of his debut, he has been in popular dramas, but he has never won a heavyweight award.

You said that the bullets will fly for more than 600 million yuan?

Huang Bo: I've won the movie emperor

New Shanghai Beach ratings explode?

Huang Bo: I have won the Best Actor.

I am the annual hot drama of the special forces soldier, sweeping through the same period, and is called the benchmark for the special forces soldier theme?

Huang Bo: I've won the movie emperor

Feng Sheng won two best supporting actors?

Huang Bo: I've won the movie emperor

The best actor is the highest award in the film industry. Who doesn’t like it? If you win it, it will prove your strength. Even if Yuan Hua is more famous than Huang Bo and more than Huang Bo, he will have to be shorter in front of him.

One of the big reasons why I promised to star in Ghost Blowing the Light this time is that Yuan Hua also wants to win a movie hero.

If he remembers correctly, this movie in his previous life was released in 2015 and Huang Bona's best actor.

This time I have to intercept anything I say!

"Tu tuk!"

At the office door, Yang Siwei knocked on the door with documents in her arms. Yuan Hua was just calling, but she didn't bother.

"Come on, sit down!"

Sitting opposite Yuan Hua, Yang Siwei put the documents on the table: "There are seven copies in total, all of which need your signature."

"Thank you for your hard work. I haven't had much rest since the New Year. The second part of the Tomb Raiders' Notes is about to start again. You are busy."

Yang Siwei raised her lips: "It's better to be busy if I'm busy, at least it's proof that I still have a job. If I don't have to be busy one day, then that's the end."

"That's right, you should also pay attention to rest." While signing, Yuan Hua said: "I gave the ghost blowing light to Huayi. They want to make a movie. The investment is quite large, with over 100 million yuan. I will play the male lead."

"I will run on both sides in the next six months, and I feel relieved to leave the company to you."

Holding his hands in front of his chest, Yang Siwei turned his head and snorted: "Ha, man, I just said that I should pay attention to rest, and turn my head and be the boss of the hand."

Yuan Hua finished signing the letter and took out a contract from his drawer: "I also have a contract that you need to sign."

"What contract?" Yang Siwei felt strange.

The boss of the company is Yuan Hua. It is logical that he only asks for his own instructions, so why does he ask for his own signature?

After taking the contract, Yang Siwei looked down and her heart pounded. She stood up and gave him a heavy hug, and even blew her forehead.

"Thank you, boss, I'll devote myself to my dedication to you until I die."

The contract is a new position arranged by Yuan Hua for her, the artist director.

In the future, Yuan Hua received 5% of the income generated by the company. Of course, it was only limited to advertising endorsements, commercial performances, film pay, etc.

But there are also many.

With the basic salary, from now on, Mr. Yang is also a person with an annual salary of one million. How can he not be excited?

After joining Yixin for so long, she is exhausted and exhausted, not for today.

"Ahem, you should be careful." Yuan Hua glanced secretly, and the employees were looking here.

"I know, I'm so happy."

She had an annual salary of one million in her twenties. The wish she made at the Orange Flower didn't expect it to come true so quickly.

After signing his name on the contract, Yang Siwei walked out of the office domineeringly and shouted: "I treat you tonight, don't leave!"

When packing up his things, Yuan Hua planned to get off work, but he had been busy for a day today.

Just after I packed up, another phone call came, Charlotte.

He hung up directly if he didn't answer.

This is not the first time Charlotte called him during this period. He was rejected for buying a song last time. He had a cold war with him for a few days. After the Grave Robbers' Chronicles became popular, he came licking his face and said he wanted to invest in him to shoot the second part.

He refused.

Then there is constant harassment.

After a few steps, the phone came again.

I really couldn't stand it, Yuan Hua answered: "The Tomb Raiders' Chronicles are really not short of funds. If you really want to invest, go to Huayi. It's also my play, the Ghost Blows Out the Light: The Dragon Finding Art."

"Can you make money?" Charlotte was suspicious.

"Probably!"

"What is approximate?"

"I'm a bad actor, not a fortune teller. If I have 100% certainty, I will be the richest man in the world long ago!"

As a public figure, being able to swear to Charlotte shows how angry Yuan Hua is.

This time, he called him every day, called him when he had dinner, when he was sleeping, and when he went to the bathroom, Jing Tian almost thought he was someone outside.

"Okay, brother, I invested because I believe you..."

He didn't listen to him bragging, so Yuan Hua hung up the phone. To be honest, he didn't know how much the Ghost Blows the Light and Finding Dragon Art can earn.

I heard that the box office was good in my previous life, but it was 15 years and the times were different.

13. After 14 years, the film and television industry exploded. Films with over 100 million are like crucian carp trees, and more than one billion are not a big deal.
Chapter completed!
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