(You are really old drivers!)

The next day, Fu Luo didn't go there on the third day. Zhang Zilin came during those days of each month, so he naturally had to take good care of it. Drinking warm water was useless. It was both important and simple, just stay with you.

"Well, it's time!"

On the sofa on the balcony, I don’t know how long I had been sleeping. Zhang Zilin, who had her head resting on Fu Luo’s thigh, opened her empty eyes and looked at the man above and asked.

Hearing the sound, Fu Luo, who was reading a book, gently fiddled with the black hair on the woman's forehead, and responded softly: "It's almost three-thirty, it's quite early, why don't you sleep a little longer!"

"Forget it, I don't want to sleep anymore!"

After pursing her lips, Zhang Zilin shook her head gently. Fu Luo has been with her for the past two days, which made her feel really good, as if she was full of sunshine.

Unfortunately, she really doesn’t know what kind of path she is taking.

"Why are you looking at me?"

Fu Luo naturally couldn't guess what the woman was thinking. Seeing that Zhang Zilin had been looking at him, she gently stroked the other person's cheek with her right hand and said.

"What are you doing? Alas, you... these two days..."

She grabbed the man's hand and was about to say something that had just come to mind when the ringtone of the cell phone suddenly rang, forcing her to stop talking for the time being.

"Wait for me, I'll answer the phone first."

Fu Luo naturally heard the sound of his phone. After giving Zhang Zilin a gesture, he directly answered the phone and said, "Hey!"

"Mr. Fu, I am Lao Xu. I have contacted Baoqiang's agent, but the result is a bit unsuccessful."

"What, I think it's too little? So do they offer a specific price?"

When Fu Luo heard Xu Zheng's words on his phone, he raised his eyebrows lightly and then asked again.

"Yes, they asked for a price of 12 million yuan, and the agent of Gou Yue said around the bush that there was a variety show that he spent 15 million yuan to find Baoqiang to record the show. Seeing that I was an acquaintance, I only offered 12 million yuan, it seemed that my face was quite valuable."

Xu Zheng, who was on the phone, finally laughed at himself.

At the same time, he was quite amazed in his heart that Wang Baoqiang, who was filming "The Man Hug" and Wang Baoqiang, who is now, have become two completely. He used to think that he could still be friends, but although he can still be friends, the word "ordinary" is already added to the previous one.

"Your face is really valuable. Forget it, promise him, it's only 12 million, but it's better not to have something like that last time, otherwise it's boring!"

What Fu Luo said here is naturally the last time Wang Baoqiang raised the price one after another. If there is no earth, anyone will change it. If it really doesn’t work, just change it.

As for the variety show that Xu Zheng mentioned, he instantly thought of "Running Man". For only 15 million, he really knows how to make a fuss. It's almost the same as a half-deal.

"Yes, but I always feel that Baoqiang's agent has some problems, but I don't have to say much. After all, Baoqiang trusts the other party very much and thinks that the other party is a brother."

"We outsiders should not interfere with these personal personal matters. Okay, Lao Xu, do you have anything else? If not, I will die first!"

In fact, Fu Luo really wanted to tell Xu Zheng that you guessed it was really right. Not only was there a problem, but the problem was so big. People across the country would know what was going on in two years.

"That, that...I, I really have something to ask Mr. Fu, can't I really use Wanwan artists anymore?"

Xu Zheng, who was on the phone, hesitated for a while, and finally asked this question.

"Why, have you fallen in love with that Wanwan artist? I have never said it publicly, no, right? Lao Xu, why would you ask like this?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Luo was still a little surprised. After all, he had never said anything publicly. He could only pay attention to Guan Qingqing's words in private and believe that the other party would not take such a thing out and say something randomly.

"Don't you know, Mr. Fu? Zhou Xingxing's new movie "The Mermaid" replaced Luo Zhixiang in the past two days, but it was hyped up by the Wanwan media. After all, the movie seems to have investment in sand dunes."

"Ah? Is this happening?"

When Fu Luo heard Xu Zheng's words, he was a little confused. He had promised Zhou Xingxing not to interfere in the "Mermaid" incident, and he never said hello to ask the other party to replace Luo Zhixiang.

In addition, he has been staying with Zhang Zilin for the past two days, and he has never cared about what is happening outside. He did not expect such a thing to happen.

"It seems that Mr. Fu really doesn't know. That might be a coincidence. The reason why I talk too much is to ask casually, and I don't plan to use Wanwan artists. "Hong Kong Empress" will be filmed in Xiangjiang, and I will definitely use many local artists from Xiangjiang."

Hearing Fu Luo's tone, Xu Zheng understood that Fu Daxing really knew nothing, after all, as the other party's identity, he wouldn't pretend to show him.

"This is natural, but you still have to be careful. Don't pick people who are not very clean. Even if it's just rumors, you'd rather believe it than be lucky."

Although Fu Luo's words were not particularly plain, he believed that Xu Zheng would understand what he meant.

"Don't worry, Mr. Fu, I know this."

Xu Zheng really understood Fu Luo's meaning instantly, so he quickly patted his chest and made a guarantee.

"That's good. Why don't you talk about this today? You should be fine? If it's fine, I'll be ready to hang up the phone!"

"It's okay, then, goodbye Mr. Fu."

"Okay, goodbye."

After saying "goodbye", Fu Luo hung up the phone directly, and then he took the phone and began to ponder, thinking whether he should call Zhou Xingxing and ask about Zhu Bishi.

But after a while, Fu Luo finally gave up this idea. Regardless of whether Zhou Xingxing replaced Zhu Bishi for his reasons, it has become a fact, so why bother so much?

After that, he looked at Zhang Zilin, who was counting his fingers and asked again, "Zilin, what did you want to say just now?"

"Nothing? Who are you calling? Another 12 million, and another Wanwan artist. Alas, are you really going to ban Wanwan artists?"

Zhang Zilin didn't tell the truth. She originally wanted to say that men had worked hard these two days, and whether she needed to use other methods to help her.

Then he knew that this guy would never stop answering the phone, which made her, the "girl", lose interest, so he naturally changed the topic.

"No one, just Xu Zheng talked to him about the actors in "Hong Kong Empress". Wang Baoqiang asked for a price of 12 million yuan. I agreed. As for the Wanwan artists, there is no question of whether to ban them or not, they just don't plan to cooperate in the future."

Of course, Fu Luo had nothing to hide from Zhang Zilin, so he simply explained the matter.

"Is there any difference between you and banning?"

"Yes, if it's a ban, I will take the initiative to leave the other party with no way out, rather than being irrelevant as it is now, haha!"

At the end of the day, even Fu Luo himself laughed.

"You damn hooligan, will you still give someone a way out? By the way, when will "Hong Kong Empress" be started? Is the time set?"

Although she complained about her own man, Zhang Zilin didn't really care about anything because she didn't have a good sense of Wanwan artists. She had experienced it when she filmed Pepsi commercials.

"It's about October!"

"Oh, that's OK!"

Soon, the two on the sofa started chatting.
Chapter completed!