Ghost Shelter System

When you have money, you also have people.

Director Zhang Ping was even more troubled. Last time, the investors only let in three people. This time, they completely listened to Qin Kun. As a result, Qin Kun let in no less than 20 people.

Zhang Ping was extremely broken. Although Qin Kun said that this group of people was very important, he couldn't do it like this!

Chu Qianxun is in charge of accounting, and Zhang Ping's heart bleeds every time he hears her say, 'Is the price disclosed to Master Ge low?' An old man who suffered a stroke was paid only 100 yuan. He felt that the crew would be finished sooner or later.

Moreover, there are three more of such an old man.

The Painted Skin Immortal, the Holy Monk, and the Fish-Dragon Tai Sui all came.

Zhang Ping was dizzy. When the greasy monk volunteered to be the crew's cook, Zhang Ping almost cried.

Because Chu Qianxun gave him another 50 yuan, just for cooking...

In front of Chao Zhen, the Painted Skin Immortal, was an old couple. Qin Kun knew them. They were an old tailor and a tailor woman from Linjiang City. His magical weapon, Liu Yunshan, was made by the old tailor.

I just found out today that the seamstress is actually the daughter of Painted Skin Fairy!

"Father-in-law, the clothes you want..." The old tailor is as old as Chu Laoxian. It can be seen that the hundred-year-old Painted Skin Fairy is trembling with fear. This kind of relationship between father-in-law and son-in-law is very delicate. Painted Skin Fairy touched the material and said angrily: " It’s not enough to embarrass me! Look at me, the old bald donkey, the old immortal and the Dragon King who suffered a stroke, who can wear such fancy clothes!"

Zhang Ping stood beside him, feeling the material of his clothes, his heart trembling.

This clothes is better than the ones I saw specially made by someone abroad. When I put it on, I can see that I am a person of immortal style. This old man is actually dissatisfied?

The old tailor said aggrievedly: "My father-in-law... this is for the juniors. Over there..."

"Dad, can you say a few words less?"

The tailor woman glared at Chao Zhen.

Chao Zhen blinked and said with a guilty conscience: "Oh, I'm just telling you why it's so weird. Well, he's a good son-in-law."

With the clothes ready, Zhang Ping saw millions disappear from Chu Qianxun's account, and said in shock: "Mr. Qin...are you lining your own pockets?"

Qin Kun said disdainfully: "Old tailor, one piece of clothing costs 18 gold ingots, which is more than 100. Our crew has so many clothes, each one is only 10. Just be satisfied..."

Zhang Ping tilted his body and sat down on the ground.

A piece of clothing...10? Are you crazy or the world is crazy! ! !

Qin Kun felt comfortable watching the deserted village being built. The eldest lady's Seven Star Real Estate also contributed a lot.

In the past few days, Gao Ying and Sister Gu, who were looking after the store, took turns coming here to help with the hard work. Their daily salary was 1,000, which Chu Qianxun paid from Seven Star Real Estate's accounts, and they worked very hard.

After Zhang Ping came over calmly, he followed Qin Kun to inspect the shooting base and found two women moving bricks and wood, just like machines. Not only were they powerful, but they still had some energy left. If they were not concerned about their image, they might be able to move more.

"Aren't these the front desk and cleaning staff in Mr.'s shop... What a strange person! Mr. Qin, I want to recruit them both!"

Zhang Ping was delighted to see Hunter.

Qin Kun chuckled: "I did it, and they agreed."

Zhang Ping was startled, well, as a director, he really has no rights...

The project progressed quickly. The project started on the same day that Zhang Ping and Qin Kun finalized it. The Seven Star Palace was of the highest quality. The town he presided over the construction not only lost the ancient style, but also tried to highlight its characteristics. After Zhang Ping saw the renderings, he was heartbroken. It is indeed conative.

"Qin Heigou, Bafang Yulou has sent the information you asked for!"

A donkey face appeared, Zhao Feng ran over sweating profusely, and handed a thick stack of information to Qin Kun.

Qin Kun waved to the group of screenwriters behind Zhang Ping: "Revise the script, filter these stories according to the movie roles I arranged, and the dialogue must be refined."

A few young screenwriters didn't dare to breathe, but they scoffed. It took the four of them three months to write the script, but they actually asked for changes?

"Oh I see."

They took the materials and left. Zhang Ping said with a smile: "They are talented, but they are too arrogant. Mr. Qin, don't worry..."

Qin Kun smiled, that would not happen.

The imagination in the script is good, but it is never grounded. The plot of the Chinese ghost hunter holding a bow and arrow to kill evil spirits is good, but there can't be any "Sanqing cannon". When the cannon is fired, the three Qings appear in the world and can be blasted with one cannon. Buddha, you guys are exaggerating too much...

At meal time, Zhang Ping had dinner on the set for the first time.

As soon as the meal was in my mouth, I suddenly felt refreshed. The delicious rice grains seemed to be arranged in a circle and swirled in my mind. When I took another bite of the dish, the crisp chewing sound and the salty and smooth taste hit my taste buds. Why...why is there such delicious food in the world? Green vegetables? !

The holy monk was shaking a spoon and cooking in an open-air cauldron, which made him sweat profusely. Not only the crew, but also the construction staff of Seven Star Real Estate were there.

The old men were chatting and laughing, the young men were cheerful and excited, and Zhang Ping was slightly stunned.

Seeing the greasy monk's fancy way of cooking, his eyes lit up, as if he was moved by a kind of simplicity.

"What are you doing?" Qin Kun looked at Zhang Ping who was getting up and asked.

"Let them turn on the camera. This scene would be a good film as a life-themed documentary!"

"Eat in peace, I gave the order on the first day."

Zhang Ping was startled.

Qin Kun smiled and said: "I originally planned to leave a souvenir for everyone. If you want, I will give you a copy."

Zhang Ping nodded hurriedly.

Among the people inside and outside the crew, in addition to the sound engineer, cameraman, lighting engineer and prop master, there is also an outsider.

One of the three actors that the initial investors wanted to support was a young boy named Qiu Ming, whom Qin Kun had met.

The last time I went to London for a mission, I met him while exchanging foreign exchange. Because he gave Qin Kun money, he happened to be chosen as the second male lead by Zhang Ping. Qiu Ming was very grateful to Qin Kun. This is an inspirational rich second generation. The original investor was his uncle. Because he had a good relationship with Zhang Ping, he found his uncle to invest in Zhang Ping. In his opinion, the reason why the last movie failed was because The lead actor has no acting skills.

Unexpectedly, the matter was almost settled and Zhang Ping was looking for another financial sponsor. Qiu Ming was a little disappointed, but his manager suggested that he follow Zhang Ping.

The agent said nothing more and showed Qiu Ming a movie called "The Dragon and Tiger Celestial Master Fights Zombies". The first half was very boring. Only at the end, Qiu Ming suddenly discovered that the Dragon and Tiger Celestial Master Zhang Daoxuan was exactly what he was doing. Mr. Qin I met in London!

Moreover, the agent said that the main villain in it, Gu Feipao, the "Baili Xingzhang", is a good friend of Mr. Qin. He learned all this from Zhang Ping.

The second half is extremely exciting. It can be described as dazzling. Qiu Ming is a little moved. Qiu Ming wants to be handsome, but he also wants to join a high-quality crew. Even if he shows his face, it is better than becoming a criticized male supporting actor in a bad movie. . So here he is.

Before the filming base was even built, his agent asked him to come over and mingle with everyone. Qiu Ming did so. In the past few days, he had met many new friends and gradually felt the magic of the crew.

"Master Jingyan, the food you cook is so delicious..." Qiu Ming held the bowl politely, with half of the white rice left at the bottom of the bowl and the vegetables on top had been finished.

The holy monk laughed and said, "Little donor, eat more."

After saying that, he scooped a spoonful of vegetables to Qiu Ming.

Qiu Ming held the bowl and felt a little proud when he saw the shooting base where the construction was progressing very quickly. He had watched this place grow up.

"Qiu Ming, the phone is not turned on, what are you doing here all day?"

Li Chong walked over with his wife in his arms. Qiu Ming smiled and said, "Brother Li, my manager asked me to come. I think it would be nice to stay and get to know everyone."

They are all characters he has never seen before. Qiu Ming adopts such a humble posture, which Li Chong finds particularly pleasing to the eye.

"Well, I'll come to Yuxianting to play cards at the end of the evening."

"No, Brother Li... I have to come over tomorrow morning. Mr. Qin arranged a role for me and asked me to figure it out..."

"Qin Kun? He knows nothing."

Qiu Ming was ashamed: "I watched Mr. Qin's movie, and his acting skills are... very good!"

Li Chong curled his lips. As a friend, if he tried to cause trouble and let Qin Kun know, he would inevitably get a beating, so he said: "He is not acting, he is just such a fool. Forget it, you are a good boy. It will be useful to get in touch with everyone more." benefit."

After Li Chong finished speaking, he suddenly heard the sound of "serve the dishes" and hurriedly walked over: "Yo yo yo, Grandpa Saint Monk... I'll come, I'll come!"

The holy monk grinned: "Li Chong, can I enter your Imperial Immortal Courtyard? I want to take a bath..."

Li Chong was startled: "Of course! It's so radiant!"

The holy monk said: "My status is quite special..."

Li Chongdao: "Don't worry! I'll prepare a suit of clothes for you, and you can just wear a hat to cover the ring scar. I guarantee that no one will know..."

The holy monk laughed and said: "As people get older, they cherish feathers more, so I'm causing trouble for you..."

"Grandpa Holy Monk, I dare not say that! I will bring the dishes first and arrange them for you right away..."