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Gong Nanbei talked to the two old men about the thoughts of other actors, almost all of them were from the military art troupe.

The two elders are quite familiar with these actors, and they all agree with the roles assigned to them by Gong Nan Bei.

After saying this, Gong Nanbei began to inquire about the producer.

Old Hu heard the words: "The candidate for the producer hasn't been decided yet. I have to wait another two days. However, the above attaches great importance to this film. The filmmaker should be good. Have you decided where to shoot the film? "

"Lop Nor!"

"Live shooting?"

"Yes, this is more real!"

"Well, I will contact the locals when they cooperate with you"

When Gong Nanbei heard the words, Xiaobaifang smiled and said, "Well, Mr. Hu, I plan to make the scene bigger this time! 50 million investment..."

"Stop! Everything else is easy to say! There is absolutely no money for it!"

Before Gong Nan Bei finished speaking, Hu immediately interrupted him.

Gong Nan Bei: "......"

Wang Wangjiao: "..."

The atmosphere was a little embarrassing for a while, and Elder Hai said with a light cough: "The money is indeed no more..."

Gong Nanbei waved his hand again and again: "I'm not asking for money, I just want to ask if I can send more soldiers to help like last time."

Old Hu said in relief: "Hey, this is of course no problem, how many people are needed?"

"About 3,000 people are about the same, preferably engineers. Shooting in Lop Nur requires some props and facilities, such as the atomic bomb launch tower, and the base, etc. If we build these ourselves, we can leave a lot of money."

Mr. Hu nodded slightly, but Mr. Hai frowned. Three thousand people are too many. The daily food and drink of these people is not a small number.

Gong Nan Bei hasn’t seen Quandang, and if you don’t strive for convenience at this time, when will you strive for it?

"Moreover, for these three thousand people, it is best to be old, small, tall, short, fat and thin. Only in this way can they have a sense of that era."

Mr. Hu nodded again, this was easier.

"Then there are armored vehicles, helicopters, tanks, etc., all of which are old models of that era, just like ten and eight."

Old Hu turned his face black when he heard that, he waved his hand directly: "That's impossible! Fortunately, modern tanks are really rare. Helicopters are really rare. I can guarantee you at most four tanks and one helicopter!"

"What about the armored car?"

"This is easier to handle"

"Then I want a hundred armored vehicles!"

"Are you a big carrot? A hundred for opening your mouth?"

"The fifty!"

"Ten!"

"Thirty cars!"

"Twenty cars!"

"Deal!"

Gong Nanbei clenched a fist with his right hand, imitating the auction hammer, and knocked in the air.

Hu Laohai looked at each other, hahaha laughed.

Gong Nanbei followed the two elders and chatted for a few more words before speaking: "We are planning to go to Lop Nur town in the near future, first to see the local scenery and choose a shooting location. As for the actors, I would like to ask you two elders to help me, director and photographer. Group, will move in in June!"

Old Hu smiled and nodded: "No problem, we will negotiate about the actors."

"Thank you for those two old men in advance"

"Hahaha"

"Haha"

After more than ten minutes of small talk, Gong Nan Bei and Wang Wang Kok left.

After waiting for the two to go away, Old Hu turned his head and said: "Look, this kid is a human being. He knows to leave us some characters to sell favors."

Elder Hai nodded, and then sighed: "If it's Fengtian, Dong Tiansheng, that kid, can't wait to arrange everyone with him, why would he want to give the art troupe some soup?"

Old Hu also sighed: "This can't be blamed entirely on Xiao Dong. For such a big family business, it is all dependent on him. It has not been easy these years."

"It's true"

......

The two got into the car and headed towards the palace.

"When shall we leave?"

Wang Wangjiao asked as soon as the car started.

"We, Wei Shu and I can go, this time there are other tasks for you"

When Wang Wangjiao heard the words, he looked at Gong Nan Bei, Gong Nan Bei yawned and said, "We can start preparations for Mars Rescue now! Follow the props and professional knowledge. The actors choose ten in our studio. Individuals can come out, I will arrange the rest"

"Well, then I will urge the props drawings in the afternoon?"

"Okay, the sooner these things are done, the better. In addition, the actors will tell me after they are settled. I will arrange the roles for them, give them the script, and let them enter the state earlier."

"Okay, then I'll start in the afternoon"

Wang Mong Kok promised very happily. Both dramas "Born in the Sky" and "The Martian" are extremely important!

The former represents the qualifications of the North-South Studio, and the latter has poured all the funds of the North-South Studio!

When the two of them were saying this, Gong Nan Bei's phone rang suddenly.

There are not many people who know his phone number. In the past, everyone contacted him through Wang Mong Kok for everything. Now, if you call him directly, is there something urgent?

Gong Nanbei picked up the phone and took a look. The note was Han Yiming.

"Hey, Brother Han"

"Xiao Bei, where is it?"

"Where in Yanjing, what's wrong with Brother Han?"

"Nothing, come out for a drink?"

Gong Nanbei was taken aback, and it was obvious that the other party's tone was not quite right.

"Okay, where is it? I'll go over immediately"

"Building Street, Old Time Restaurant"

"Okay, I'll go over immediately"

Gong Nan [无名故事www.downtxt.net] Bei agreed and hung up, and said to Wei Shu: "Wei Shu, go to the old days of building the street"

"Hey"

Wei Shu agreed, turned on the navigation, and headed towards Jianshe Street.

Wang Wangjiao said nothing, frowning and thinking about something.

Gong Nanbei didn't speak, he was thinking about the matter just now. Han Yiming knew he didn't drink, why would he suddenly call him to drink? Moreover, his tone just now was a bit wrong, quite depressing, Shan Lan's head of heaven, who could give him anger?

"I heard a gossip in the past two days"

Wang Wangjiao suddenly spoke. Gong Nan Bei was taken aback, turned to look at him, and waited for him to continue talking.

"Shan Lan has a very popular singer in the past two years, called Wang Yilin, known as the Prince of Love Songs! The momentum has been very strong these two years, and the popularity is also high. I heard that Shan Lan intends to promote him to the top.

Gong Nanbei frowned upon hearing this, superior? King of heaven?

Wang Wangjiao continued: "Shan Lan meant that he wanted him to replace Han Yiming."

Gong Nanbei frowned and said, "Didn't Shanlan have three heavenly kings? Han Tianwang is in full swing, why should you replace him?"

Wang Wangjiao shook his head and said, "I don't know. This is just a gossip. It's hard to tell whether it is true or not."

Gong Nan Bei still frowned, there can be no waves without wind!

If there is no wind, how could such gossip appear for no reason? Adding to the tone of Han Yiming's previous call, Gong Nanbei felt that this thing was likely to be true!

Wang Wangjiao's eyes shone slightly and said, "The other two kings of Shanlan are all film and television kings, and Wang Yiming can't use the resources, if this matter is true."

After a short pause, he beamed his eyes and said, "It's our chance!"