I’m Almost Losing to a Muggle

This slap is not light.

I hit myself.

Pharaoh is as thick as ever.

People can't tell if he is really regretful or whether he is acting in a false way.

"In the current movie market, every family has hard-to-read scriptures, and no one's money comes from the wind." Boss Lin thought it would be interesting to imitate Father Pei's words.

Father Pei has the ability, and he can always poke where you are most guilty.

Hearing this, Wang Yingjun's old face was even more painful.

The brain hurts too.

First is the summer file, and then the National Day file. The wave of capital winter has blown into the movie wave.

The ups and downs of the stock market feed back to the economy to a certain extent.

If the economy is going well, the stock market will not be a green light.

The economy is not good, and movie viewing is also affected. After all, a movie ticket costs tens of dollars, and you can buy food for several days.

But the economy is not good, and capital is afraid to invest money in this industry.

Damn madam, where are you confident? I feel that Mr. Lin is begging us in the investment.

It's still floating after all.

"The mother-in-law is not sensible, I will punish myself with three glasses." Since the decision has been made, Wang Yingjun will no longer be vacillating, and he is also unambiguous at the moment. It can hold two halves of the glass at once and boast three glasses of wine directly.

Lin Dong did not stop.

Wang Yingjun did something wrong, sorry for him.

It can even be said to be ungrateful, so whether it was because of his wife, Wang Yingjun had to admit the mistake.

Drinking is admitting mistakes.

Adults will not kneel down and say sorry. That is not confession, it is cerebral palsy.

Drinking to admit mistakes is already the limit.

Just admit the mistake, otherwise Lin Dong would rather not lose the money, and would not continue to cooperate.

"Teacher Wang is polite, then let's continue to cooperate. You take the project and I will continue to vote for you." Lin Dong actually wants to say to Lao Wang that you are also a lover. There is a background, how come it has become bronchitis now.

And the wife is so unreliable, your reputation in the circle will sooner or later defeat you.

Forget it.

Of course, he wouldn't say this.

After all, the two are just cooperative relations, not even as good as the friendship between Lin Dong, Wu Feng and Sa Mingdeng.

Even after losing money, Wang Yingjun is not as simple as Teacher Wang Zheng.

What's more, Wang Yingjun's wife did such a thing, inevitably hurting the two people who didn't have too deep feelings.

"I don't want the domestic network broadcasting rights. All of them are given to Station M. It's free." After Wang Yingjun woke up, he began to remedy his cooperative relationship with Lin Dong.

He is a person who doesn't even want to look for money to film a movie, and he has returned to his true colors now.

Lin Dong stared at him for a moment, and felt that his words did not seem to be false, so he smiled and said: "If Mr. Wang, you are interested, donate this money to the Miaoliang Cultural Charity Fund. A donation will be given at that time. List."

In the past, Lin Dong might refuse the money.

Miaoliang Cultural Charity Fund is not short of money.

But since it was an apology, if he didn't collect the money, he would think he was bullied.

Lin Dong understood a truth from Wang Yingjun.

That is, it can't be too abnormal.

In the entire film investment industry, directors and producers are looking for investment from grandpas and grandma with projects, and sometimes they even have to sell their scents-of course, not the scents of directors and producers, but the female stars who want to be superior.

If you want to act, you have to pay something.

Some female celebrities are not very repulsive to such things for the sake of fire.

After getting the female celebrity’s consent, the director then took the female celebrity’s name to look for investment, to see if he could meet someone he liked.

Of course, more investors want to play, and the director is assigned to ask the agent.

Anyway, it's a mess.

The chaos is beyond ordinary people's imagination.

The reason for this chaos is not difficult to understand. Just look at the income of celebrities. The annual income of a top celebrity is more exaggerated than many listed companies.

In this age of laughing poor but not laughing prostitution, this kind of thing is commonplace sooner or later.

Stars seek directors, directors seek capital.

This is a serious food chain.

Capital looked back to the director, unless the director had been able to secure the box office, such as Zhou Longxing and Ning Hai.

Wang Yingjun is a fart, you are a capital who keeps him all day long, you are either cheap or tricky.

And this sluggishness is the reason why Mrs. Wang is floating.

Therefore, Lin Dong decided to change his attitude, begging others to accept his investment all day long. This is too low.

We have to get cold, we have to get up "proud".

"Well, I should also make some contribution to society." Wang Yingjun finally relieved.

If Lin Dong didn't want this money, he would worry about whether Lin Dong would abandon him at any time.

Now that Lin Dong has dealt with it, that means letting go of the past.

"There is no end to making money. It's good to have a clear conscience." Lin Dong took the face-saving pigeon soup and drank it.

The two broke up after eating.

When Wang Yingjun returned home, his wife greeted her, and couldn't wait to ask: "How's the talk~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Has Lin Dong agreed?"

When her husband went out, she actually asked to go with him.

She is better at negotiating than her husband.

Moreover, her husband is always acquainted and loyal.

What the hell.

The money you get is yours.

Why do you make a movie let others take the big picture?

Unfortunately, Wang Yingjun refused her to follow.

"I promised two projects, one is my "Heaven and Earth Is Long" and the other is Lao Zhou's "Old Beast". My film gave me 10% of the director's share, and Lao Zhou's I can get 5% as a producer. Mr. Lin is still kind." Wang Yingjun took off his coat, grabbed the cup and poured half a glass of water.

His mind was still a little dizzy, he kept drinking to apologize, and he couldn't remember how many drinks he drank.

"What about internet broadcasting rights?" Mrs. Wang grabbed her husband's arm and didn't let go.

"I gave up and gave it to him directly. Mr. Lin said that it would be put under the charity fund and used for charity." Wang Yingjun broke away from his wife's hand. He is now feeling uncomfortable and just wants to fall asleep.

"Wang, why don't you die?" Mrs. Wang called out strangely and rushed forward.

Scratching and scratching, like a mad beast.

"Snapped!"

Wang Yingjun is 1.75 meters tall and weighs one hundred and eighteen. He is always in the wind and the sun to shoot films. In order to save money, he has carried equipment and props. His strength is not bad compared to ordinary old farmers. This slap directly fanned Mrs. Wang. Fly away.

Mrs. Wang stumbled on the coffee table, hot water spilled out of the kettle, and she screamed hot.

When she woke up, she was completely confused.

Her husband hit him unexpectedly.

Five years!

After five years of marriage, Wang Yingjun has never beaten her.

"You hit me? Divorced!" Mrs. Wang covered her face, grabbed something and smashed Wang Yingjun.