Divine Lucky Star

"Boss Zhang, can you save me some face?" Lan Zihuang begged in a low voice, "I'll ask him to apologize, and then I'll pay some money for myself. Do you think this is okay?"

"To save face for you?" Mr. Zhang glanced at Lan Zihuang again: "Yes, but the money must be accompanied, right? You can't beat people for nothing? First of all, the mental damage fee, at least two million, right? For our company For lost wages, I will count 3 million. If the medical expenses are less, I will give you 500,000. A total of 5.5 million, just these money, not a penny less."

Five and a half million!

The entire crew gasped!

This is simply an astronomical figure! No matter what, Wang Hao is just a small screenwriter, so much money, can he get it out? !

"Brother Hao, why don't you just spend money and forget about it, you don't have enough for me." Lan Zihuang desperately winked at Wang Hao: "At least let's get over today's matter first."

"Don't worry," the impression of Lan Zihuang and Wang Hao improved a bit, this girl is indeed worthy of deep friendship. He patted Lan Zihuang's shoulder lightly, then looked at Zhang Xiaodong, and said with a smile, "What if I don't accept it?"

"Never accept it?!" Zhang Xiaodong frowned when he heard this, stared at Wang Hao, and said word by word: "Then you will bear the anger of the Fang family!"

"Can you represent the Fang family?"

"Of course," Zhang Xiaodong said proudly, "I say one is one for the Fang family's entertainment, and I represent the Fang family's will! Let me tell you, if you lose money and call back, it's a face for Lan Zihuang, otherwise, you If you go directly to prison, this production crew will also be finished, and the entire production crew will lose their jobs!"

"Oh?" Wang Hao tilted his head and looked at him, jokingly said, "Did Fang Wenbin know when you said that?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaodong was stunned: "Our young master?"

"That's right," Wang Hao said with a smile: "Can you represent your young master? Does he know when you will be able to make the decision?"

This time Zhang Xiaodong pondered for a moment, then looked at Wang Hao: "Do you know him?"

At this time, everyone on the second floor of the tavern looked at me, and I looked at you... What's going on? ! There seems to be something wrong with the direction of this script!

Did Wang Hao know the young master of the Fang family, one of the four major families? !

"Mr. Zhang! Mr. Zhang, don't listen to his nonsense!" Seeing Mr. Zhang was almost intimidated by Wang Hao, Wang Yinghui hugged Zhang Xiaodong's thigh and shouted: "He is just a small screenwriter, how could he know someone from the four major families! He It must have scared you by using the name of the young master!"

This time Zhang Xiaodong was really in a difficult situation.

He looked at Wang Yinghui, then at Wang Hao, frowned and said, "This..."

"So you don't believe me?" Wang Hao took out his phone, unlocked it, and held it in front of Zhang Xiaodong: "I happen to have Fang Wenbin's phone number, give him a call, I want to know if he also thinks I'm delaying you. What about the family? Do you want me to lose money? "

Wang Yinghui roared: "Who are you scaring? You know the young master and you are still here? You must have found a fake phone number from somewhere, and used it to pretend!"

Zhang Xiaodong also felt that Wang Hao must be bluffing, but he only took one look, and his face turned pale in an instant!

"This... this..." Zhang Xiaodong glanced at it subconsciously, but was completely stunned after just one glance!

Because on the screen of Wang Hao's mobile phone, the mobile phone number of Fang Wenbin, the young master of the Fang family, was displayed!

He carefully read it several times, confirmed it several times, and finally concluded that this mobile phone number is real!

It's okay to say that it's just the mobile phone number, but the point is, he also saw the names of several other heavyweights!

Zhao Zhenhao from the Zhao family! Jiang Feng who is often with Fang Wenbin! Duan Yunyun!

Not only that, Zhang Xiaodong even saw the name of Concubine Bing Bai Yaning!

"What is the origin of this young man?" Zhang Xiaodong was both surprised and suspicious. How could an ordinary crew and screenwriter know so many heavyweights? This is simply unimaginable!

You must know that this mobile phone number indeed belonged to the young master Fang Wenbin. Only the high-level people knew about this, and it was absolutely impossible for outsiders to know about it.

But it's okay to talk about the number of the young master alone, but there are so many numbers in his mobile phone...

"Are these real or fake?" Zhang Xiaodong glanced at his phone and at Wang Hao, and kept thinking: "If it's just one or two, it's fine. He has so many people, is it possible?"

Of course, it's hard to say that it might be impossible. After all, it's unlikely that such a young man has such a big face. But Zhang Xiaodong is an old fritter no matter what, so it is naturally impossible for him to say something directly.

"Oh, I can't see that you actually have the young master's phone number." Zhang Xiaodong put on a smiling face in an instant, and said, "It just so happens that I have something to talk to the young master about, don't you mind?"

"Whatever you want," Wang Hao shrugged his shoulders with a smile, and said, "Call me directly, I don't care how much it costs."

"That's good, that's good,"

Zhang Xiaodong held the phone carefully, and dialed it. As a result, as soon as he dialed, the first sentence from over there completely frightened him!

"Brother Hao, what's the situation?" Fang Wenbin's voice immediately reminded him, "What else can I introduce?"