In fact, at this critical moment, Luo Zhen and Ning Keer's wedding was a bit inappropriate.

But the couple's wedding date was pushed up again and again, and even Ning Xiruo could not bear it anymore, so she forced them to hold the wedding.

By the beginning of next month, all projects in the Film and Television City will be completed, and they will have no time and can only delay until next year.

There will definitely be a celebration on the day of completion. At that time, Chen Xin'an will attend as the chairman of Anhao Group.

Now I just come here to take a look with my personal identity. No one would have thought that the chairman of the Tangtang Anhao Group would actually be riding a motorcycle all day long.

Chen Xin'an doesn't care about these problems, because it's convenient to go anywhere, so there is no need to worry about the tight parking spaces.

The film and television city is not open to traffic, and there are floats for rent, and no other vehicle is allowed to enter.

Of course, Chen Xin'an was no exception. He stopped the motorcycle and walked in.

In the future, this place will not only be a place for filming movies and TV series, but also an artificial attraction in Kyoto City. Naturally, there must be many rules to follow, otherwise it will soon become messy.

"Hey!" Before he could take two steps, he was stopped. Chen Xin'an thought he had met an acquaintance and was recognized. He turned his head and saw that he was a young man in his twenties.

He was wearing a security suit, pointed to a sign not far away and said, "Can you see such a big word?"

Chen Xin'an turned his head and looked at it. There was an iron plate not far away, with a few words on it: Parking charges!

It turns out that parking fees are charged.

Chen Xin'an touched his pocket and asked, "How much does it cost?"

The young man flipped through the QR code on his chest, held a cigarette in his mouth and said, "The cart costs fifty yuan, and the cart costs one hundred yuan!"

"How much?" Chen Xin'an was startled and looked at the young man and asked, "Who set the price? Treat people as cattle and sheep?"

The young man glared at him and scolded him: "Why are you talking to me? Just this price, I love you and don't want to pay the money and get out immediately. Stop going outside!"

Chen Xin'an took a deep breath, pointed to his sword and asked, "Where am I a motorcycle?"

The young man spat out a cigarette and said, "The same price as the car! Hurry up, it's fifty yuan, will you pay it?"

Chen Xin'an looked around and frowned and said, "No wonder there are many people inside, but there are not many cars outside. My feelings are scared away by your parking fee?"

Which security company are you from? Which boss is your boss?"

"Why are you talking so much nonsense?" The young man threw the cigarette butt, reached out and pushed it towards Chen Xin'an's chest, and cursed:

"Either pay or get out of here, Moji, what's the matter! Hurry up, or you'll smash your car!"

"Okay, I'll pay the money!" Chen Xin'an nodded, took out his cell phone and scanned the code on the boy's chest, and paid the parking fee of fifty yuan.

After the payment was successful, Chen Xin'an saw the young man turning around and leaving, frowned and asked, "Don't you give an invoice?"

The young man cursed without looking back: "I've never seen it before!"

Chen Xin'an looked around with a calm face, turned around and left.

The film and television city is divided into several architectural areas, including ancient modern, domestic and international buildings, and there are also staff wearing supporting clothes.

There is also a commercial street and a food city inside. In addition to Lin Keer, there is also a person in charge, Mu Wenda.

He is the grandson of the second master of Pangxingzhuang, and is now the deputy general manager of Pangxingzhuang Film and Television City Co., Ltd.

These days, because General Manager Lin Keer got married, he is the only one responsible here.

In fact, Lin Keer is usually only responsible for external cooperation, and Mu Wenda is arranged internal management.

There are indeed many tourists, and there are many foreigners.

However, Chen Xin'an felt that it should be more appropriate in fact, and the current customers have not met his expectations.

Pang Xingzhuang Film and Television City can be said to be the largest film and television city in China.

Compared with our own, the one in Jiamu Company is simply a slim!

Even based on the building area alone, it is not as large as the style partition here!

Chen Xin'an had no destination and wandered around.

He didn't tell anyone that he was coming here today, so he was not recognized by anyone. He was just an ordinary tourist.

The rules set at the beginning were that no tickets were charged here, and anyone could come.

Only by buying things or renting venues and props inside will you charge money.

At the storefront of a clothing rental and taking photos next to it, several foreigners took a fancy to several sets of ancient war uniforms and wanted to try it. The boss lady gestured with them for a long time and finally negotiated the price.

But before these foreigners could change their clothes, a group of security guards rushed in and snatched away the clothes from the foreigners' hands!

"Fan Jinyan, how much does a set cost? How many hours did you tell them?"

The boss's wife looked pale and said in a panic: "Dear brothers, it hasn't been opened for several days. I really can't even afford to rent a store!

Someone thinks it’s expensive for one hundred yuan for two hours. Your price is even more expensive, and no one rents it anymore!”

"If you can't continue, just don't do it!" A security guard turned around sneered and cursed at the foreigners who didn't understand what was going on:

"Get out! This shop is going to close today and you won't do business anymore! Damn foreigner, get out!"

Several foreigners couldn't understand what he said, but could understand his movements. They were so scared that they quickly left the store.

Chen Xin'an's face was gloomy and walked over. Suddenly remembered something. He stopped and raised his head, and glanced at the store's signboard.

Yun Nichang!

Strange, isn't this store closed?

Half a year ago, Fan Jingui, the owner of this store, died in a dispute and had a very unpleasant relationship with the film and television city.

Unexpectedly, the door was not closed yet, but it reopened, and it was still the same as the old one!

What is the relationship between this woman named Fan Jinyan and Fan Jingui?

Before Chen Xin'an could figure it out, a security guard blocking Yun Nishang's door saw a little girl in her arms held by her father in the arms of a group of people watching the fun outside, holding a bag of snacks in her hand, and rushed over immediately.

Slap the snacks on the ground!

"Do you have any eye problems? When you came in, you didn't see the notice at the door, right?

I said I couldn’t bring my own food, but you just didn’t listen, right?”

The little girl was so scared that she cried loudly. Her father was angry when she was holding her, and scolded the security guard: "Just a bag of marshmallows. The child likes to eat them. What's wrong with bringing them in?

I have been to so many tourist attractions, but I have never seen anyone as strict and domineering as you are!

It’s okay if we adults don’t eat it. Children don’t give you some snacks, so they have to buy everything from you, right?

You sell the mineral water for two yuan a bottle outside for fifteen yuan. You really treat people like suckers!"

The security guard glared at the man and cursed: "If you think it's too expensive, why don't you come here? I beg you?

If a poor man is not good at traveling, wouldn’t he have to spend money if he stays at home?

Let me tell you, the rules are regulations. No snacks can be eaten in them. If you think they are unreasonable, go complain! Do you think I am afraid?”

The man couldn't bear it anymore and pointed at the security guard and scolded: "You are simply robbers!"

"You're so fucked!" The security guard kicked the man in the stomach.

The man took a few steps back and sat on the ground.

The girl in her arms was also thrown to the ground, kowtowed to her head, and started crying loudly!

The woman next to her shot over and helped the child up, shouted to the security guard, "Why are you hitting someone? Is there any other way to do this?"
Chapter completed!