The Special Forces King In The Mountain Village

at this time.

Ye Qiu smiled and said: "Aunt Wen, it's me." Wen Haimei on the opposite side was taken aback, and it took a while to realize this address, and suddenly said: "Are you Xiaoye?" Thinking of a certain point: "The venue for this film festival, that hotel is yours

of? "

Ye Qiu smiled and said, "Yes, it's mine, Aunt Wen, I wonder if you can do me a little favor?"

Wen Haimei smiled lightly when she heard the words: "This is no small favor. The time is really too fast. I'm afraid I will make a mistake when I go. At that time, not only will I lose my reputation, I'm afraid it will affect the hotel's reputation."

She didn't explicitly refuse, but talked about the stakes.

And what Empress Wen said was right, the time was indeed too rushed, it was only one day's preparation time, and it was very difficult just to remember the whole process.

But Ye Qiu didn't give up, and said, "Aunt Wen, I'm in a lot of trouble this time, I hope you can help me."

Wen Haimei on the other end of the phone looked hesitant. To be honest, she really didn't want to go to the rescue, knowing that the rescue must be very stressful, and she was not young anymore, she was not as energetic as in her twenties, so Not much confidence either.

But her impression of Ye Qiu is quite good. Not only did she help her get rid of the scar on her back, but also because of Ye Qiu's opportunity, her current popularity has started to heat up again, and she has returned to the ranks of super first-line stars.

As a matter of fact, she should really help with this.

When it comes to being emotional and reasonable, Wen Haimei and Dong Xinfei have been friends for many years, and they should help. At this time, Empress Wen herself may not have noticed any change in her thinking.

After hesitating for a while, Wen Haimei said, "Okay then, but I have something to ask."

Ye Qiu asked, "Aunt Wen, what's the matter?"

Wen Haimei smiled and said, "I don't know if you still have the ointment you gave me to remove my scars last time?"

Ye Qiu was stunned: "No, but I can make it, but if this kind of thing is not used in conjunction with my technique, the effect will not be very great, at most it will have a whitening effect."

The last time the scar on Empress Wen's back was removed was the effect of the beauty mud prepared by Ye Qiu combined with true energy.

Relying on the ointment alone cannot reach that level of treatment, otherwise Ye Qiu would have switched to selling ointment long ago, and earning a woman's money is not only about how much money, there is no need to work hard to open a hotel, open a cafeteria, full of people. bitter tears.

"Is there a whitening effect? ​​That's enough." Wen Haimei's eyes lit up, and she smiled, "Give me the address, and I'll come over now."

That's it.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Qiu returned the phone to Dong Xinfei and said with a smile, "Queen Wen agreed."

"What did you call her just now? Aunt Wen?" Dong Xinfei took over the phone, feeling a little disgusted. She had never called Wen Haimei so close.

"What's wrong?" Ye Qiu was taken aback.

"It's nothing, wait, she agreed?" Dong Xinfei was a little slower before reacting.

"Yes, coming here now."

"Hai Mei actually agreed."

Dong Xinfei looked at Ye Qiu with complicated eyes, Wen Haimei hesitated and then refused when she asked, but she didn't expect Ye Qiu to agree to help, and she couldn't help but feel a little sour in her heart.

...

the other side.

In a hotel in Linhai City. Hualan opened the door and walked in. At this moment, Wang Zifei was sitting on the sofa watching TV boredly. His eyes lit up when he saw Hualan coming in. He threw away the remote control and got up and walked in front of her. He grabbed Hualan's shoulders and asked: Said: "Sister Lan, how are you doing?

"

"Let me drink some water first."

Hua Lan waved his hand, walked to the edge of the sofa and sat down, took a sip from the water glass on the coffee table.

Wang Zifei walked behind Hualan and helped her take off her coat, leaving only a slim white shirt with a charming figure. She put her hands on her shoulders and pressed gently: "Sister Lan, how is the situation?" ?”

"Yeah." Hua Lan breathed a sigh of relief, then shook his head and said, "No, the discussion is over."

"What? He won't give it?" Wang Zifei's face changed, and then he gritted his teeth and said, "Isn't that bastard afraid of my fans making trouble?"

"That's not true."

Hua Lan hesitated for a moment, and said, "Zifei, the price you want is too high. If it's two or three million, I guess the other party will still give it to you, but 10 million..."

Wang Zifei interrupted Hualan with a gloomy tone: "With my net worth, 10 million is a little less, but this bastard didn't agree."

Hua Lan said helplessly: "Then let's not mention this for now. If you really don't go to the film festival the day after tomorrow, we will be sued in court."

"Sister Lan, don't worry, just wait." Wang Zifei snorted softly when he heard the words, and said disdainfully: "I don't believe he won't agree. If my fans make trouble, what accidents will happen at that time? His The hotel will definitely not be able to stay open, and the loss at that time may be compared to 10 million

I don't know how much it is, as long as he knows the stakes, he will definitely agree. "

Hua Lan hesitated a little when he heard this. To be honest, Wang Zifei suddenly proposed this matter to her yesterday. After careful consideration, she also felt that it was feasible, and the income of the agent was shared with the stars. She could get two to three million for the 10 million. anyone will be tempted

of.

But after meeting Ye Qiu today, Hua Lan felt that Ye Qiu might not be the kind of person who compromised easily. A woman's sixth sense told her that if she really messed with Ye Qiu, then something must be wrong.

But look at Wang Zifei's face. Hua Lan hesitated for a while and still didn't say what she thought. According to Wang Zifei's arrogant character, she would probably only annoy him if she said it. After a pause, she said, "I think the other party will probably find someone to save him now , but I have already

I have contacted those brokerage companies, and they expressed that they are willing to help me, and they will not let signed artists come over. "

Wang Zifei was overjoyed, put his arms around Hualan's neck, leaned his head and said with a smile, "Sister Lan, you're more thoughtful."

Hua Lan closed her eyes with an expression of enjoyment. This is her benefit as a manager. Of course, a woman like her would be tempted by this kind of fresh meat, and there are many such things in the circle. What kind of old cow eats young grass? No one cares.

"By the way, you can also disclose some information to your fans, so that they can put pressure on each other on the Internet..." Hua Lan opened his eyes after thinking for a while and said.

"Yeah, Sister Lan." But at this moment, Wang Zifei's attention was no longer on this topic. She wrapped her arms around Hua Lan's waist, and a deep voice rang in Hua Lan's ears, and Hua Lan didn't suppress it anymore.