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"I want to invest in the drama "Kyushu Biography"."

The man's calm and unwavering voice entered Wu Weiguang's ears through the current of the mobile phone, and his eyes widened in surprise. Master Gu called in person in the middle of the night, saying that he wanted to invest in his drama? !

What the **** is this?

The night outside the window was dark, with no stars or moon, but Gu Fei was in a good mood at this time, and the corners of his brows and eyes revealed the joy after a full meal, and there was still something to be desired.

The man was wearing a black nightgown, standing by the floor-to-ceiling window. The V-neck nightgown was open, revealing a firm chest with a healthy complexion. The skin exposed to the air was clearly dotted with ambiguous traces that had not yet faded away.

Before waiting for the response of the person over the phone, he said again, "Is 80 million enough?"

His tone was as calm as spending two yuan on a pound of Chinese cabbage on the street, no pain or itching.

This shot is 80 million, this is 80 million, not 8 yuan! Hey! Wu Weiguang was so shocked that he was speechless, and he was stunned without saying a complete sentence.

"Not enough?" Gu Fei thought that this person was too few. He turned around and looked at the person on the opposite bed. The boy was covered with a quilt, and his body was facing Gu Fei's direction. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Gu Fei was still worried and didn't dare to toss him too much.

But even so, An Qingyan was so tired that he fell asleep. After finishing the work, Gu Fei took him into the bathroom to take a shower, leaving more traces on the fair skin.

Looking at the quiet and peaceful sleeping face of the young man, the corners of the man's lips evoked a pleasant and soft arc. He was in a good mood, and he was naturally generous, "Is 100 million enough?"

One hundred million? !

Wu Weiguang was ecstatic in his heart. He was worried about this matter, and there was such a good thing that the pie fell from the sky? Jin. The Lord's father took the initiative to come to the door? This Lord Gu is really a living Buddha!

This is twice as much as the investment made by Mr. Wu!

Coupled with other sponsors, this funding is too much!

Regardless of whether it's true or not, he nodded and agreed, Wu Weiguang hurriedly said, "Enough is enough, enough is enough!"

"Okay, find a time to meet and discuss in detail another day, and hang up first." Gu Fei doesn't have much time to talk business with others. Compared with this, it is better to sleep with his Yan Yan.

Seeing that the other party was about to hang up, Wu Weiguang hurriedly said, "Is this true? Are you really Mr. Gu of the Gu Group?" No one should be so bored that they called him in the middle of the night to tease him, right?

"If Director Wu still has doubts, he can go to the Gu Group to find me in person tomorrow."

"Okay, then Mr. Gu, rest early, goodbye."

The phone hangs up, Wu Weiguang hasn't reacted yet, staring at the string of strange numbers on the phone screen in a daze, that's all? That's it? The cost is solved?

Can he defiantly reject President Wu's unreasonable request? Can he choose An Qingyan? No, this Master Gu would have to appoint someone to play the male lead, right?

Either way, it's always a good thing.

Is he really not dreaming?

Thinking about it, Wu Weiguang raised his hand and slapped himself hard, the crisp slap and the burning pain reminded him that it was true! He didn't dream!

With trembling hands, he took out a cigarette and lit it. Tremblingly, he put it into his mouth and took a deep breath. Calm down, he wants to calm down.

Just when Wu Weiguang gradually calmed down, his cell phone started ringing again. This time it was not an unfamiliar number. The caller ID was An Jing. They had worked together in a play before, and their relationship was not bad.

However, what did An Jing have to do with him in the middle of the night?

"Director Wu, how have you been recently?" An Jing chatted with him for a while before getting to the point, "I heard that your new drama is about to start filming, and you have some trouble with casting?"

Wu Weiguang: "?" Why does this sound familiar?

"I ran into some trouble." He was more familiar with An Jing, so he told the truth, "The producer has to decide on the male lead, or else they will withdraw from the investment, but I have a better candidate in my mind, so this Wouldn't you be in a dilemma?"

Having said that, isn't An Qingyan the youngest son that the An family just recognized? Then isn't he An Jing's younger brother? No wonder this guy suddenly looked for him, it turned out to be for his younger brother.

"Director Wu, I'm very optimistic about your drama. It will definitely become popular in the future. Besides, what is the relationship between the two of us? I just want to help you. How much money you lack in this drama, I can invest it for you."

An Jing said with a very thoughtful smile: "This way you can choose an actor you are satisfied with, and you don't have to feel a pity."

Wu Weiguang rolled his eyes, come on, can I still know your little thoughts? He is really a good brother for doing this for his younger brother.

How did the news leak out?

He can understand An Jing's investment, but why did Master Gu invest? Is this show really that attractive?

"An Jing, just a few minutes ago, a boss called and said that he would invest 80 million in this drama... Oh no, it is 100 million."

Hearing this, An Jing on the other side of the phone frowned suspiciously, "Who?"

Wu Weiguang: "The president of the Gu Group, Gu Fei."

An Jing: "…"

Oh shit! Take care of the old dog!

why is it you again!

An Qingyan's eldest brother, who had been cut off, gritted his teeth secretly, wishing he could swallow Gu Fei alive. He finally found an opportunity to help Yan Yan, but Gu Fei seized the opportunity!

After hanging up the phone, An Jing's mood was very unpleasant. He wanted to go out to relax, otherwise he couldn't control the urge to call and scold Gu Fei.

Walking and walking, An Jing walked to the practice room. Although it was very late, there were still many players training. The day of the finals was not far away, and the debut positions were basically locked in a few players in the upper circle.

Lu Yuqi is the undisputed number one.

This kid has a stinky temper, but he works hard enough and is excellent. To be honest, An Jing still admires him a lot. It would be better if he could change his stinky temper.

However, this is also his personality.

If Yan Yan was still there, I wouldn't know who was going to be the first.

"Raise your hands, pay attention to your feet..."

"The action is too ugly, do it again."

"Okay, I'll show you..."

Lu Yuqi was still the bad-tempered king, with a stinky face of being owed money, seemingly impatient and rude to speak, but he guided his teammates' actions over and over again.

The two teammates who were instructed have long been accustomed to the king's knife mouth and heart, don't listen to the scolding, you must remember the actions taught, otherwise you will be scolded even worse.

"I'm so tired, can we rest for ten minutes?"

Lu Yuqi hummed lightly, and agreed, he took the mineral water handed over by his teammates and drank it with his head up, his sweat dripping down his superior chin line.

In front of him was the wall mirror. Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure in the mirror, walking through the corridor outside. After a pause, he finally walked into the practice room.

The other two trainees got up one after another and politely called Teacher An, "Mr. An, why don't you go back to rest so late?"

"It's okay, come and see you guys, how's your practice going?"

"It's okay, with Yuqi teaching us, our progress is pretty fast."

"Huh? Is it?"

Lu Yuqi neither said hello to Teacher An nor joined the group chat. He didn't even turn his head back. After putting down the mineral water, he raised his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth at will, and continued to practice in front of the mirror.

It's like An Jing doesn't exist.

An Jing's eyes stayed on Lu Yuqi, and he was not annoyed by his ignoring his behavior. He would be surprised if this kid and others greeted him politely.

He could see at a glance that some of Lu Yuqi's movements were not quite right. Of course, they were just some inconspicuous mistakes, but he couldn't help but step forward.

The boy who was dancing stopped immediately, looked at the man beside him expressionlessly, and spoke in an unceremonious tone, "Mr. An, is there something wrong?"

An Jing: "You made two mistakes just now, dance again and let me see."

Lu Yuqi didn't refute and jumped again.

"No." An Jing stood directly behind Lu Yuqi, raised his hand to hold the boy's arm, and looked serious, "This way... and this way, the arm must be kept at the same level."

The man's chest was almost against the boy's back, like a posture of holding him from behind, and he was very close when he spoke. The breath almost surrounded him.

Lu Yuqi pursed his lips, but his expression remained unchanged.

"Lu Yuqi, did you hear what I said? Did you learn it? Do it again yourself."

Lu Yuqi came back to his senses, was silent for a second, and then said confidently, "I didn't hear you clearly, teach me again."

The tone of the command didn't sound like he was talking to the instructor at all.

"..." This little brat, An Jing reluctantly knocked on his head, "Isn't it the most powerful in normal times, why can't I learn it now, and my brain degenerates at night?"

Lu Yuqi was indifferent, "Do you teach or not?"

"Teach, teach... This time, you should listen carefully to me."

The other two teammates who have been completely reduced to the background board by the sidelines: "..."

They stared blankly at the picture in front of them, did they smell like a happy enemy? Lu Yuqi, you are so rude, you are not polite to Teacher An at all.

Mr. An, you are a well-respected superstar mentor, shouldn't you be angry that Lu Yuqi ordered you so rudely? Why do you smile helplessly and teach it again obediently? What about your temper?

Also, didn't you dance very standard just now? You can still teach them to practice. Why can't you dance when Teacher An comes over?

Did you trigger some switch when you saw Teacher An?

The two looked at each other and saw a sentence from each other's eyes:

The drag king turned out to be a scheming drag king.

Hidden deep enough.