Ye Tianlong and Zhao Yaoyao subconsciously looked at the quarrel center, only to see a bearded director screaming at the table, and a teacup broke on the ground.

Seven or eight staff members bowed their heads and dared not make a sound. Opposite them was a group of Taicheng people, five or six people, looking at their wild beards with disdain.

"Director Zhang?"

Zhao Yaoyao narrowed her eyes slightly, as if she recognized who the other party was, and then said to Ye Tianlong: "Zhang Qingmen, a very talented director."

"The movies I made are very thoughtful and creative, which is considered a clear stream in the entertainment industry."

"It's just a hot temper, strict requirements, and rejection of unspoken rules, so the interpersonal relationship is not good, and it is often excluded by other directors and stars."

"But he has a temper with me, and the several projects he collaborated on are all completed with high quality. I have a good relationship with him."

Zhao Yaoyao has a trace of apology on her face: "Ye Shao, wait here for a while, let me see what's going on."

Ye Tianlong smiled: "Okay!"

Seeing the figure of Zhao Yaoyao running past, Ye Tianlong had a touch of appreciation in his eyes. Zhao Yaoyao was also a member of the circle, and it was rare to retain this love.

If you change to other people, you can hide as far as you can, and you won't get involved in the unwelcome director's affairs.

He glanced at the center of the conflict where the crowd was gradually gathering, and then slowly walked over for a while. There was nothing to do anyway, so he joined in the fun.

As soon as Ye Tianlong walked out of the crowd, Zhao Yaoyao squeezed out and pulled Ye Tianlong with a wry smile:

"Zhang Qingmen smashed the pot and made a movie, and it was finished yesterday afternoon."

"I came here today to get the title, inscription and theme song. Someone introduced him to Lin Bella, who is known as the'Taichung Talented Girl'."

Ye Tianlong glanced around and saw that there was a chopping board, rice paper, pen and ink, and every movie had an elaborate title and inscription.

The question is good, people can feel the charm of the movie at the first glance, and the question is not good, it is easy to lose interest.

Hua Ge, the calligrapher of Hong Kong City, is a person who specializes in writing inscriptions for famous directors. Because of his good writing, almost all famous movie inscriptions are from his hands.

And his inscription is really a million dollars.

"Originally, 300,000 yuan was negotiated to get the title and theme song, but when I came here, I disliked this and disliked that, and felt that Zhang Qingmen was not famous enough."

Zhao Yaoyao sighed: "So we have to raise the reward to one million, otherwise we won't write the question, we won't sing, and we have to take away 300,000."

"Zhang Qingmen was annoyed, so he told them to get out."

"This talented girl in Taicheng is actually only a quasi-second-tier actress. It's just packaged in literature and art and small freshness, which looks a bit different."

"That's true. She sings a song in Taicheng for 30,000 yuan, and plays a TV episode of 7,000. Her words are a little worth 10,000 yuan."

"Zhang Qingmen gave her 300,000 yuan, which is already a sky-high price for her, but her agent is still not satisfied, and she feels that one million is just enough to qualify."

Zhao Yaoyao turned her head and glanced at the Taicheng actress: "I don't know where she is confident, but she doesn't even have Ma Xinxin's price-performance ratio."

Ye Tianlong nodded when he heard the words: "That's it."

At this time, a female agent who was arrogantly called Qing Jie wearing sunglasses was scornful and despised everyone including Zhang Qingmen:

"Director Zhang, I tell you, don't be shameless. For today's matter, you will either use one million and the cooperation will continue."

"Either pay 300,000 yuan for the breach of contract. Our well water does not violate the river. It is not so easy to drive us empty-handed."

"I also want to tell you, this title inscription, this theme song, apart from us, there will be no second person to take this list."

Sister Qing also directly raised her palm of her mobile phone: "Song Shao has already said, whoever is on the side of Director Zhang will be Song Shao's enemy."

Hearing the words Song Shao, the faces of the onlookers or staff changed, and there was a trace of jealousy in their eyes, and they obviously knew who it was.

They could judge that Lin Bella was afraid that Song Shao had a kick, and the idea of ​​speaking for Zhang Qingmen disappeared instantly.

The eyes of some Hong Kong and Taicheng artists looking at Zhang Qingmen are even more gloating.

Zhao Yaoyao's pretty face also changed, and then she said to Ye Tianlong: "Song Dongzhong, the nephew of the five great families, is in charge of the largest entertainment group in Beijing."

Ye Tianlong glanced at the confident Lin Bella and the others, and said meaningfully, "It seems that I found the great backer temporarily."

He also thought that the Song family's nephew who picked up Lin Chenxue at the airport was like Song Dongzhong, wondering if this world is such a coincidence?

Zhao Yaoyao also nodded: "Yes, I also took the opportunity to make a hype, explode the backer behind me, and increase my reputation and worth."

Ye Tianlong didn't speak any more, just looked at Zhang Qingmen not far away.

"Director Zhang, just give them this million..."

At this time, the staff member approached Zhang Qingmen and whispered: "Offend Young Master Song, I am worried that the follow-up will be troublesome."

An assistant also approached with the phone: "Director Zhang, several inscribers and singers I contacted, they all refused our request..."

A deputy director also smiled bitterly: "This Lin Bella has a close relationship with Song Shao. It is rumored that the two of them have a private meeting. Offending her is also offending Song Shao."

"I'm afraid it is her confidence to raise prices temporarily, and she has found a good backer."

Several staff members advised Zhang Qingmen: "Director Zhang, we are all smashed. We don't care about this million. Please be quiet."

"They are making trouble like this, they are deliberately doing big things, and then with the help of Song Shao's power, they made headlines and hot searches, and they became popular."

"They can play as much as they want, we can't."

Zhang Qingmen's complexion also became ugly, his chest was constantly rising and falling, and he didn't seem to want to give in. He wanted to write the inscription and sing the theme song by himself, but seeing his hand with one finger missing and the lack of tone, he had to disperse this again. Thoughts, and this drama instilled too much effort into him...

"Can't find someone's inscription, can't find someone to sing the theme song?"

At this moment, the agent Qing Jie was very proud and looked at Zhang Qingmen with a sneer: "A bunch of mainland Chinese buns, don't show off if you have no money."

Behind her, the male and female assistants, makeup artists, and artists, while appearing in the same hatred and hatred, also coldly despised the surroundings, each holding their own identities.

"Come here, give them a check for 300,000 yuan and let them get out of me!"

Zhang Qingmen's face sank, looking at Sister Qing and the others sternly shouted: "But I tell you, this song, this word, I won't let you defile you."

This seems to be a compromise, but they still stick to the bottom line, which makes Lin Bella and the others very unhappy. What they want is Zhang Qingmen's head down completely.

Obediently take out one million, and ask them to show their faces and continue to cooperate, instead of giving away 300,000 to them like a dog.

Sister Qing, a stylish and beautiful agent, also rarely gets angry. "Humhhhhhh" walks to the placed rice paper and slaps the chopping board arrogantly:

"Don't let us write? Who can you write?"

"Director Zhang, I'll give you an hour, even if you call, you can call people from the south to the north."

"If I can get someone to give you an inscription, and my Bella is half the level, I, Liu Qing, will climb from here to the gate of the film and television city."

At this time, a weak but powerful voice came from behind the crowd:

"This word, let me ask."

"I'll sing this song."