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Chapter 142 They are too expensive!

Time flies, and the winter solstice is coming in the blink of an eye.

During these days, Su Mingyue has been fully engaged in shooting, five dramas are taking turns, four small investments have been completed, and "The Female Assassin" is about to end. Although the drama is not worthy of advocating, Su Mingyue is 100% committed to any role or filming.

The director was satisfied with her performance and praised her for her dedication and high talent.

The actors also gave thumbs up and commented that they had gained a lot of rewards in the drama against her and were a respectable actor.

Even Qian Lin greeted Xue Chaoqing in advance, wanting to sign Su Mingyue’s next drama. He gritted his teeth and offered a pay of 10 million yuan.

Xue Chaoqing was very excited and heartbroken.

What was excited about Su Mingyue's strength was recognized, and the industry also saw her market value. What was painful was that Su Mingyue, who was still jealous of money in the past few months, suddenly had a grudge against money. No matter whether it was commercial performances, variety shows or movies, she didn't accept it.

Du Qing pleads for Chu Yun without any help.

Xue Chaoqing held a banquet in Dingsheng for three consecutive days, and Chu Yun was so stubborn that he didn't speak.

"Mr. Chu. Even if you don't want Zongheng Shares, you don't have to be able to get along with money? Director Qian and others said that Miss Su's acting skills are amazing and has strong plasticity. With a little experience, she is definitely the level of an international film master." Xue Chaoqing felt very uncomfortable. "Do you know how much is the top-level film pay in our Chinese film industry? 150 million! Even if the actress is in half, it will be 75 million!"

"I have to convince her." Chu Yun and Xue Chaoqing clinked glasses and sniffed, saying, "Old Xue, you are just not satisfied. Since my wife won the European Film Awards, those new dramas have long been arguing on the Internet. Especially for "Female Assassin" produced by our company, relevant institutions directly gave a box office forecast of 3 billion yuan. If you really reach the threshold of 3 billion yuan, you can get at least 500 million yuan in net profit. This is not a certain booming company market value."

Xue Chaoqing smiled and said, "Who still thinks that the money is too much?"

Chu Yun lit a cigarette and curled his lips, "Say hello to Du Qing and stop harassing my wife. She has been under great pressure in filming recently and has not had enough sleep. I feel very distressed."

Xue Chaoqing twitched the corner of his mouth and sighed.

If you sign Su Mingyue with 100 million, you will definitely not lose money so far. And you will make a big profit. Once Su Mingyue becomes a superstar in the film industry and has the top traffic, you will not dare to think about the profit. It will also have a huge profit for Zongheng's market value.

It was a good thing, and everything was going forward beyond expectations. However, Su Mingyue's abnormal distortion made Xue Chaoqing feel worried and very upset.

Although he didn't deal with Su Mingyue much, he could see that this sloppy woman was not interested in the so-called fame and fortune.

Xue Chaoqing has been in the entertainment industry for many years and has developed a pair of golden eyes. She can't see through what Su Mingyue is thinking. She is very depressed.

He wanted to persuade Chu Yun again, but the latter waved his hand and said, "Let's talk about it after the New Year. My wife has been working hard for a year, so she has to take a breath and take a rest, right?"

Xue Chaoqing nodded and said, "That's right. Miss Su can definitely be called a model worker this year. When the company's annual meeting, I will definitely give her a big red envelope."

After a pause, Xue Chaoqing said again: "Mr. Chu is definitely indispensable!"

"Get out." Chu Yun frowned. "Is your eyes a decoration? I've been in the throne for almost half a year. I'm either late or leave early or ask for leave or absent from work. If you give me a red envelope, aren't you afraid that your colleagues will feel upset? You want to grow your corporate culture? I'm really worried about my wife's future."

Xue Chaoqing was speechless.

After killing a glass of wine, Chu Yun stood up and said, "Let's go away first. In two days, it will be the winter solstice. There is a family dinner in our family, and many things are not ready yet."

I had already made an appointment with Su Mingyue for a family dinner and had yelled twice in the Su family. It was either this one or that one had something to do. Except for Chu Yun, they seemed to be busy with a lot of things. Even a college student, Su Xiaoxiao, let go of pigeons twice.

This time Chu Yun made a harsh statement, "Who won't come and kick out of the group for a family dinner at the Winter Solstice!"

The group leader Su Xiaoxiao agreed. Chen Xiuling, who had returned to the right track, had no words. Even Su Mingyue also sent an OK gesture, which gave the initiator Chu Yun a face.

When he got home, Chu Yun, who was wrapped in a quilt, posted a voice: "It's bright moon, it's cold. Prepare more warm-up stickers to keep warm. Don't wear a down jacket without your camera, which will delay the shooting progress. Secondly, if you take it off and wear it, you will be more likely to catch a cold and a fever. Be strong and don't be so cute."

Chu Yun thought about it and sent another one: "I recently prepared for a winter solstice dinner and found that the price of daily necessities doubled. It is time for the country to take action to regulate. If this continues, how can this company be the one?"

Dingdong.

Su Mingyue, who had just finished shooting a set of shots, replied to the text message: "There is a card in the drawer on the left side of the head of the master bedroom. The password is your birthday."

Chu Yun fell asleep with satisfaction. The funds to go to Xindian with his father-in-law tomorrow night to spend the money!

...

It's late at night.

Lu Yueting, who was wearing a hospital gown, opened the curtains and stared at the night sky with his muddy eyes.

Suddenly, heavy snow fell down.

Winter is coming.

Due to his serious injuries, Lu Yueting stayed in the hospital for several months. His son Lu Changqing was discharged from the hospital a few days ago.

Before being discharged from the hospital, Lu Changqing didn't even come over to say hello. Feng Yun said that his son did not return to Lu's mansion after he was discharged from the hospital, but instead checked into a hotel.

Pick.

Lu Yueting lit a cigarette, his expression was depressed, but he was extremely solemn.

Dongdong.

The door was knocked.

Lu Yueting frowned and said, "I'm asleep."

Click.

The door was still pushed open rudely.

Except for Feng Yun, only his attending doctor could come in directly. Everyone else had to nod Lu Yueting.

"Are you deaf?"

Lu Yueting turned around and stared indifferently at the doctor in a white coat.

The doctor was wearing a mask, but did not respond, but closed the door with his backhand.

"Who are you?" Lu Yueting asked vigilantly.

"Boss Lu, don't be nervous."

The doctor approached and took off his mask.

Where is he a doctor?

But Han Daoren, who is quite famous in Mingzhu City!

"What are you doing?" Lu Yueting stened out the cigarette in his hand.

"I heard that Boss Lu will be discharged from the hospital in a few days. Come and see you." Han Daoren said calmly.

"Look at me, I need to dress like this?" Lu Yueting looked at Han Daoren, disguised as a doctor.

"I can't do anything because of the situation." Han Daoren was quite respectful and pursed his lips. "Boss Lu should have heard of the grudge between my son and Chu Yun. Since then, Chu Yun has been sending people to stare at our whole family. The same should be true for Lu Mansion."

Lu Yueting frowned and said, "Is there anything wrong?"

He had never heard Feng Yun mention this matter. He didn't know whether it was true or false.

"It's true," Han Daoren said. "So I have never dared to visit the hospital. When I come, Chu Yun must think that I want to join forces with Boss Lu. By then, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Lu Yueting said coldly: "Are you afraid of him?"

"Even Boss Lu is afraid." Han Daoren said calmly. "What am I?"

Lu Yueting was shaking all over, but forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart.

He renewed a cigarette and tried his best to restrain his tone: "Have you finished reading it? Get out after you finish reading it."

Han Daoren nodded and said, "I understand."

After he said that, he did not turn around and leave.

Instead, he placed a card on the coffee table and said to Lu Yueting who was standing by the window smoking: "Boss Lu. You can make this call no matter what you need. They can do everything and are called God."

"Why don't you look for them?" Lu Yueting guessed Han Daoren's thoughts.

"I want to find it too." Han Daoren was silent, with a very restrained anger in his eyes. "But they are too expensive."
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