"Mr. Yi, sorry, our boss just called and said he wanted to take back the lease rights of the film and television base!" The staff spoke in a gentle tone. Obviously, she dared not offend Mr. Yi. Recommended: Bear, Wolf Dog, the master's new work: "Is I a God" http://www./6_6153/

"What?" Yi Shuiliu's face looked a little ugly. There were many reporters next to him. If he couldn't open the phone today, he might be really bad at the reputation of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

"Give me your boss' phone number!"

Yi Shuiliu said, snatched the phone from the staff's cell phone, found Jing Yan's name, and called directly.

"Have you driven away those bastards from the prosperous Tang Dynasty?"

Jingyan's voice came from the other side of the microphone.

"Jingyan!"

Yishuiliu's voice was desolate, and his anger rushed to his head.

"Ha, Mr. Yi, why did you call me when you have time!" Jing Yan called out indifferently.

Although the Tang Dynasty had a strong power, if they wanted to continue to develop, they could not live without Jing's family unless they developed across industries, but this was obviously impossible.

"We have signed a contract!" Yi Shuiliu suppressed his anger, but his voice changed a lot.

This is really a bad year. Today, one day, he started to memorize the words since he arrived at the scene. Could it be that the prosperous era of the Tang Dynasty is about to begin to decline?

This thought flashed through Yi Shuiliu's mind.

"Contract? Don't Mr. Yi know that this contract is for violations when signed? Why don't you sign him?"

When Jingyan said this, he couldn't help but want to like his sophistry. He was so smart. He didn't expect that such a powerful reason could be thought of.

"You..." Yi Shuiliu was speechless.

The resentment in his heart was even more unreleased. Jing Yan said it right. The contract was signed to violate it. Who would make people not short of money?

"Jingyan, don't be a childish temper. Tell me, what do you want?"

At this time, Yi Shuiliu felt that Jing Yan just wanted to get more benefits!

When Jingyan heard this, he suddenly felt amused. What do you want? Even if you want something, there seems to be no need to pay for the prosperous Tang Dynasty, right?

"I don't want anything, I just don't let you shoot in my film and television base!"

After Jingyan finished speaking, he hung up the phone with a bang. He didn't have time to use Yi Shuiliu to polish the drums here.

"Bang!"

"It's like this, what's the matter!" Yi Shuiliu was furious and threw the phone in his hand into pieces!

"Can anyone tell me why?" Yi Shuiliu's roaring tiger eyes swept through everyone present, but no one dared to look at him.

"Mr. Yi, why don't we call Mr. Jing?"

Wu Yan tried to say.

"Mr. Jing is now traveling around with Master Yideng from Baima Temple. How do you find him?"

Mr. Yi looked at Wu Yan with disgust. If anyone present was the one who made him most disgusted, he would probably be him.

"Who negotiated with that kid Jingyan before?"

When Wu Yan heard this, he couldn't help but shrink his neck. He knew that Mr. Yi must be extremely angry at this time. Whoever touches his eyebrows will be in trouble!

Duan Long thought for a long time, and finally said, "Mr. Yi, why don't I try it?"

Yi Shuiliu saw Duan Long speak, and his irritable temper paused in an instant. There was no way around, so he simply let Duan Long try it. Although there is no hope, he can treat a live horse as a dead horse, and perhaps he can still have a way out.

"Old Duan, at this time, you dare to come out and take responsibility!" Yi Shuiliu glared at Wu Yan and the Crow.

This crow is a kind of good man who doesn't provoke anyone, and he can sit in this position entirely because the upper class needs him to mediate in the middle.

Duan Long re-opened Jingyan's phone number, and this time, Jingyan faced him a lot.

"Uncle Long!" Jingyan shouted respectfully.

"You little bastard is not a jealous wolf!" Duan Long cursed in a low voice, "Tell me, how can we continue to use this Jiaocheng Film and Television Base in the prosperous Tang Dynasty?"

"Uncle Long, are you negotiating with me in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, or are you?"

"You can do it!" Duan Long pondered.

"Uncle Long, if you represent yourself, I can't break the contract, but if you represent the prosperous Tang Dynasty, then I can only say sorry to Uncle Long!"

Jingyan's face was calm. If it were someone else, he would not buy anyone's account, but Duan Long couldn't do it.

"Are you helping Zhang Wuyou?" Duan Long asked suddenly.

"Uncle Long, you are wrong! Even if Mr. Zhang doesn't look for me, he can stop shooting in the prosperous Tang Dynasty! Uncle Long, you know, my ability to recognize people has never made any mistakes!"

Jingyan was also much more serious.

"Let's do it, tell Mr. Zhang, forget it this time, use small means, it will never be a great way. If he wants to defeat the prosperous Tang Dynasty, then he will have a battle of justice!"

"Yes, I can tell you these words, but Uncle Long and nephew also have a request!"

"explain!"

"This time I can let go of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, but Uncle Long must resign from the prosperous Tang Dynasty!"

Jingyan was not kidding. Since Zhang Wuyou had already faced the prosperous Tang Dynasty, he naturally did not want Duan Long to stand in an awkward position.

Duan Long thought for a long time after hearing this, "You can solve this matter first!"

After saying that, Duan Long hung up the phone.

Jingyan returned to the fifth floor of the high platform in Guloulan. At this time, Zhang Wuyou was carefully checking Brother Li's body.

Seeing Jingyan coming up, Zhang Wuyou reached out to stop Jingyan who wanted to explain.

"You Uncle Long is right! I'll listen to your Uncle Long! But you Uncle Long must come to my Dongfang Fengxing to serve!"

Zhang Wuyou looked at Jing Yan with a calm expression, but he also revealed his expectations for Duan Long.

Speaking of Duan Long, he seemed to have thought of something vaguely again.

Isn’t Duan Long the cousin of Qiao Yuan and his brother in Lihuo Town, North City?

No wonder I felt that I would return to Lihuo Town one day, so I was here.

Outside the pavilion, the film and television teams under Wang Jun, whether they are lighting, props, or photography, are all newcomers. Before this, it can be said that they have no similar work experience to talk about.

But Wang Jun dares to use it!

Thumb!

A rapid sound of footsteps sounded on the steps of the pavilion, and Wang Jun stepped directly to the fifth floor.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Wuyou didn't know why Wang Jun9 was so anxious.

"Mr. Zhang, our crew members decided to add another scene temporarily!" Wang Jun said, his voice a little weakened.

This kind of thing happened to an old director like him, and it shouldn't be true, but he didn't expect that the young people under him were too stunning and could always come up with some inexplicable ideas.

"You want to add someone, right?"

"Well, I need a young couple to join!"

"Okay, Wang Jun, please do it. As for the female character, I can recommend someone to you! Qiao Yuan from Lihuo Town!" Zhang Wuyou suddenly thought of her, for some reason!
Chapter completed!