Chapter 251

Seeing the script being taken, Li Mi and Gao Xixi breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

As long as there is something to talk about.

The most afraid is to refuse with an extremely tough attitude.

Those small actors are a big handful in the market, but big actors who can support a play, and all aspects of conditions need to be very suitable, this is really hard to find.

As long as Xu Wenqiang can stand up in *Shanghai Bund*, the whole TV series is basically successful!

And Li Luo.

In their view, he is the one who can stand up.

After some research and contact, they have determined that Li Luo is the best actor for Xu Wenqiang. The next thing to consider is how to persuade this guy.

Don't think that big productions are picked and chosen. Coming to the first-line level.

Actors already have the ability to choose in reverse.

Too many scripts.

Why do you have to accept yours.

But at this time, it is also extremely testing the actor's eye for picking plays.

In fact, many actors who have gone to the first line have fallen out of the first-line ranks quickly because their eyes for picking plays are not good, or they are forced by the brokerage company to pick plays crazily, and they have filmed several bad movies in a row.

This is also one of the reasons why Li Luo doesn't want to sign with Huayi.

At that time, what to accept and what not to accept, many times it is not up to him alone.

This is also the reason why he accepted the script. If he remembers correctly, he intercepted Huang Xiaoming again. The new *Shanghai Bund* starring the other party had quite good ratings.

Director Gao Xixi's skill is indeed very good, and the effect of the finished film is very great.

It seems that it was also very popular back then.

Filming such a play can make up for his shortcomings in fashion dramas and make his popularity among passersby more extensive.

As for *The Man from Nowhere*, there is still time.

It's okay to consolidate the foundation a bit more.

"Then I'll read the script first."

Thinking about it, Li Luo patted the script lightly: "Please forgive me for not being able to agree in a short while. After all, this is a very challenging role, and I need to consider it carefully."

"Of course."

Gao Xixi's expression became much more relaxed, and he picked up the decanter to add some red wine to him: "It is very appropriate to consider carefully. Rest assured, the lineup of our play will definitely be chosen well."

"Regarding the heroine Feng Chengcheng, I plan to use an actress I have worked with."

"Sun Li."

"I don't know if you have watched *Romantic Life* which was just broadcast. She played Zhou Xiaobai in it, and she also just filmed a TV series with me."

"A girl with great aura, you don't have to worry about her acting skills."

It is an explanation, and also a reminder.

The candidate for the heroine.

Basically, this is it!

If you have any opinions, don't mention it in this regard.

Even if they are thirsty for talent, directors still have to have a certain right to speak in some things.

Li Luo understood the hidden meaning in the words as soon as he heard it.

He nodded with a smile.

Empress Zhen Huan, acting skills are indeed there.

Although the other party's status is a bit poor now, she can still support it.

"As for the candidate for Feng Jingyao."

Li Mi took over Gao Xixi's words and continued to add weight: "We plan to contact Teacher Li Xuejian. With the other party's acting skills, it is completely no problem to support this *Shanghai Bund* boss."

"I want to create a good play."

"In terms of costumes and props, there will also be sufficient budget to restore the style of the Shanghai Bund at that time."

Li Luo sipped the red wine in the cup from time to time, listening to the producer and director explaining their creative ideas one after another, explaining clearly how they want to remake this *Shanghai Bund*.

This situation looks very outrageous.

But the production team wants to invite the favorite pillar, so it has to be like this.

Must put down their posture and explain clearly that they are not a rough-made drama.

If you don't dispel the doubts in the actor's heart, others will not accept the play rashly.

Everyone has been in the industry for a long time.

Knowing that actors like Li Luo actually sometimes don't value acting fees, especially actors like him who have hit dramas one after another, accepting an endorsement advertisement is more expensive than the acting fee of filming a drama.

The one who can attract the other party at this time.

Is the degree of care in production.

This meal lasted for more than an hour before it ended. After exchanging numbers and shaking hands to say goodbye to Li Mi and Gao Xixi, Li Luo swung his scarf and boarded the Cherokee.

Although in his heart, he had already agreed to more than half.

But let's look at the script first.

For one thing.

Put on a shelf.

Another thing is that he really wants to see how the script is.

This version of *Shanghai Bund* does have some impressions, but the impression is limited to a little bit.

It's not too late to answer after reading it once.

"Luo Ge?"

After the car drove away, Wu Yu looked at the passenger seat.

"Workers' Stadium VICS."

Li Luo took out his phone and glanced at it, then opened the script.

As a well-known nightclub in Beijing, the VICS at night naturally has a long queue. Now, although the weather is still a bit cold, little Beijing girls wearing hip-hugging skirts can be seen everywhere.

Whenever a luxury car passes by, sharp whistles can always be heard.

The colorful neon lights add a few more points of blur to the eyeshadow of a sexy girl.

Just at this time.

A man wrapped in a scarf and wearing a suit walked slowly towards the entrance of the nightclub.

This dress is simply out of place with the trendy atmosphere here.

"Whew~"

"Hillbilly, what are you pretending to be a grandson here."

"Wrong place!"

"Talking about you, hurry up and line up."

The current atmosphere, to be honest, is much more unrestrained than later. There are not many people who can come out to play in nightclubs who are easy to deal with. All kinds of ridicule and abuse rang out at the entrance here one after another.

Facing these shouts, Li Luo gave a long middle finger without hesitation.

Sweeping across a group of young people!

"Fuck!"

Those with a violent temper couldn't hold back immediately.

"Yo, rich guy~"

The sharp-eyed girls instantly looked at the famous watch on his wrist with glowing eyes.

Before the scene could become chaotic, several security personnel quickly greeted them from the nightclub door. Four or five people nodded and bowed to Li Luo, and then respectfully invited him in.

This scene instantly calmed down the crowd in line.

No matter how explosive the temper is.

Still have to have some eyesight.

There are too many capable people in Beijing. The posture in front of them is not something that these people who are still in line can provoke.

Retracting his middle finger, Li Luo smiled and arched his hands at those people.

Only then did he walk into the nightclub.

"Classy!"

"He's a man."

Listening to the shouts behind him, Li Luo walked all the way inside under the guidance of the security personnel.

Received a text message just now.

Wang Fei asked him to come to this place.

Said it was a shop opened by a friend, and just let the security personnel lead him in when he arrived.

Since the other party explained that everyone present tonight was an artist, Li Luo let Wu Yu drive back to the hotel to rest by himself.

Even the most personal life assistant will not let others follow 24 hours a day.

No matter how close the relationship is, no matter how good the understanding is.

Sticking together every day.

It is also easy to cause subtle annoyance. This feeling is the same for both parties.

Quickly crossing the restless crowd.

Li Luo's eyes frequently looked at the sexy bodies constantly twisting with the music.

Lights flashing and jumping.

A few ambiguous breaths are revealed in the smoke and wine.

The atmosphere is really good.

But it's been too long since he came to this kind of occasion, and it feels really noisy.

Compared with the trendy urban men and women dressed in front of him, his dress is indeed very alternative.

But Li Luo's aura is full when walking.

Not a bit of panic.

It has nothing to do with his current situation, mainly because he had a bar-hopping experience in his previous life.

In Guangdong, it can be considered practiced.

At that time, wearing flip-flops to the nightclub, he also played happily. The South China F3 always rushed in an environment where trendy people gathered and fashion was exceeded with a unique temperament.

Unaffected at all.

Wearing flip-flops and big shorts, he is also the most beautiful boy on the street!

Not to mention wearing a custom suit now.

The bottom line is full.

Scanning the lobby where people are surging, Li Luo followed the footsteps of the security personnel to cross the bar, let go of sexy little girls one by one, and then passed through the passage blocked by two big men.

Coming to the VIP private room inside, a man in a black suit turned his back to the door and looked at him with a smile.

The rules here are extremely strict.

Without the nod of the people inside, the waiter cannot enter at will.

"Mr. Li is a distinguished guest tonight."

After a reminder from the security personnel, the man in the black suit stepped aside.

The heavy door pushed open, and the singing sound came out instantly.

"Who can protect whom."

"Can let love, never decay~~~~~~"

The high-pitched singing sound shook the smoke in the private room. What came to his face was Sun Nan's classic song *Rescue*. That high pitch was really awesome, and it sounded like the original singer.

"Good!!!"

The moment his footsteps stood still, the cheers resounded through the private room.

"Nan Ge is awesome, the level hasn't fallen at all."

"Come again."

In the noise, the high-pitched singing sound stopped abruptly. The man standing in the middle position put the microphone behind his back and bowed proudly.

Seeing the other party's face clearly, Li Luo smiled and took off his scarf.

Isn't it the original singer!

The guy holding the microphone is Sun Nan without a doubt.

No wonder there are strict security facilities. Looking at these guys drinking and smoking, they are either diva singers or well-known public figures.

If any stranger could break in casually.

They wouldn't choose to play here!

"Yo yo yo."

The sound from the audio echoed throughout the private room: "Isn't this that someone, the busy man who can only be seen on TV? I didn't expect to have the honor to meet here."

This ridicule.

Attracted everyone in the room to look over.

People who saw him for the first time looked very surprised.

"So fast?"

A tall figure rushed over with laughter, hugged him enthusiastically, and whispered in his ear quickly: "Don't always squeeze people later. That big fool hasn't recovered yet!"

"I know!"

Patting Wang Fei's back, Li Luo let go.

During this period of time, Xiang Naying's life has not been easy. She gave birth to a child with her boyfriend of many years, and she was full of joy.

But suddenly a third party appeared with a child and came to the door, asking her boyfriend for child support.

This stick.

Almost didn't beat her down.

When she gave birth, he asked Lin Yue to send flowers to express his congratulations, but he never expected that the situation would take a turn for the worse, and it was a dog-blood drama that made a lot of noise in the newspaper.

In these few months, Xiang Naying stopped all work.

Entered the healing stage.

Wang Fei also accompanied her sister to eat, drink and play every day like Xiang Naying took care of her before, helping to take care of the child, busy and happy.

Seeing the two hugging enthusiastically, the rest of the people realized that they were acquaintances.

"Sun Nan."

After Wang Fei stepped aside, the guy who was singing *Rescue* just now walked over with a smile: "Li Luo, right? I've heard of your name for a long time. I heard that you are very good at mahjong. When shall we play two rounds?"

"Sun Nan Ge."

Li Luo laughed and shook his head repeatedly: "The news heard can't be taken seriously. I actually play blindly, belonging to the elementary school level. But we are not meeting for the first time, right?"

"Double Top Ten!"

Sun Nan thought of something and slapped his hand: "I remember now, it's really not the first time we meet."

When the two high-fived, Wang Fei and Xiang Naying gritted their teeth.

The money lost to this guy.

At least hundreds of thousands!

Then what level do I belong to, kindergarten?

Amidst Sun Nan's laughter and the unkind expressions of the two women, someone next to him stepped forward.

"Hello, Li Luo."

The woman wearing a small dress that fits well was full of smiles, and the excitement in her eyes could not be suppressed: "I am Su Mang. I really didn't expect to see you here tonight. It's really an honor."

The eyes swept over the white milk flesh, and fell on the still beautiful face.

The other party is barely considered a person in the circle.

Famous quote:

650 yuan for food a day is not enough to eat.

When he saw this news, Li Luo couldn't help but laugh out loud, but while laughing, he inexplicably wanted to cry, realizing that this was just mocking himself!

This unimaginable living expense might really be someone else's daily spending.

"Hello, Ms. Su."

Li Luo held the other party's hand lightly.

Fortunately, in this life.

He can just laugh!

The fleeting gaze was keenly noticed by Su Mang. The woman had a smile on her mouth, and her chest stood higher.

Her mouth opened, and the woman wanted to say something else.

But was interrupted instantly.

"Li Luo."

Another woman walked over in a hurry, and said very simply: "This image of yours, to be honest, is a bit too wasteful just for acting. Are you interested in cooperating with me?"

"Help you get an album out, it will definitely explode!!!"

"Hahaha."

As soon as this woman finished speaking, the laughter of Wang Fei and Xiang Naying resounded through the private room.

Wang Fei laughed and fell back on the sofa.

Xiang Naying, whose eyebrows were still a bit twisted, also completely unfolded her worries at this time, laughing so hard that her back teeth were exposed.

They had all heard Li Luo sing and had tried to correct him.

But they soon gave up that idea and felt that it was good to just act.

"Na Xin sister, right?"

Looking at the face that was somewhat similar to Xiang Naying, Li Luo smiled and shook hands with her: "No need, I'd better focus on acting."

This is Xiang Naying's sister, and also her agent.

Finally, she is a music producer!

Knowing that her sister had a good relationship with the other party, she, who was greedy for Li Luo's commercial value, couldn't help but make a cooperation suggestion as soon as they met.

Anyway, she wasn't afraid of feeling presumptuous.

"What are you laughing at?"

Na Xin looked inexplicable and spread her hands to her sister: "Releasing an album doesn't require singing very well. Isn't there a tuner? Twins in Hong Kong sing like ghosts, but they are still popular."

Singing out of tune, that doesn't count as a thing.

As long as the fans pay for it, the record can sell for money!

"Alright~"

Under a threatening gaze, the smile on Xiang Naying's face reduced rapidly. She grabbed a bottle of beer: "Even if Li Luo wants to open up a music route, it has nothing to do with you."

"Our Luo Ge has capable people under him."

Na Xin was confused. This kind of description is usually behind or on top.

What the hell is under.

Wang Fei, who was laughing forward and backward just now, immediately glared at the big fool. The latter gave a silly laugh under the left and right pincers of Li Luo and her.

"Cheers."

Li Luo picked up the beer and gestured to everyone.

Under his greeting.

Everyone raised their bottles to congratulate the brilliant night.

"Everyone, everyone."

Just at this time, the private room door opened again, and a middle-aged man pushed a small cart and walked in slowly: "To celebrate that today is Saturday, our shop presents a batch of cocktails personally prepared by me."

"Please enjoy, don't be polite."

On the small cart, colorful cocktails were filled to the brim.

A whole flashy thing.

The flashier the things in places like nightclubs, the more expensive they are.

Li Luo couldn't understand what was worth celebrating on Saturday, so he gave away so many drinks for nothing.

"Old Meng."

The beer delivered to his mouth stopped, and Wang Fei looked at the man who walked in with great momentum playfully: "Last time you celebrated Wednesday, and the time before that you celebrated Monday. Can't you find an excuse?"

"Every time Yingzi comes, you send drinks. Why don't you just give the nightclub to her."

"Hahaha!"

The man who came in didn't hesitate at all, and said seemingly jokingly: "I think this idea is good, it just depends on whether Xiang Naying is willing to accept it."

"Roll, roll, roll."

A flash of panic flashed in Xiang Naying's eyes, and she immediately picked up the beer bottle and said: "What's the matter, you pull it on me. Old Meng, hurry up and come over to drink. Introduce a new friend to you, this is Li Luo."

"Next time he comes, remember to charge more."

"Okay."

The man grabbed a bottle of wine casually and gestured to Li Luo with a smile: "I am Meng Tong, Mr. Li, just report my name next time you come and it will be free!"

"Hello, Mr. Meng."

Li Luo smiled, and the beer bottle collided firmly.

The other party looks very imposing.

Speaking.

But it seems very gentle.

Especially when looking at Xiang Naying just now, the eyes couldn't be gentler.

"Zhang Wuji?"

After drinking the beer in his hand, Meng Tong looked at Li Luo carefully, his expression a bit surprised: "I said why are you so familiar. Oh my, VICS is really shining tonight."

Looking at the hand that this guy stretched out with a bit of joy.

Li Luo shook it with a smile again.

After a few polite words, they finally sat down one after another.

After filming for so long, it's rare to come out to play like this. Li Luo drank cup after cup, enjoying himself as much as he could.

"Those two?"

Looking at Meng Tong sitting next to Xiang Naying, Li Luo bumped Wang Fei's shoulder.

"Yingzi's friend."

Wang Fei showed an auntie smile and ate a cucumber stick happily: "A high-achieving student who studied abroad, and also the boss of this nightclub. He is quite good. Actually, Old Meng has been accompanying Yingzi when she was at her lowest."

"Everyone understands the meaning, it's just that the big fool is a bit hesitant."

"You know."

Shrugging, Wang Fei pouted and said: "She has always been straightforward in doing things, but now she is confused. Old Meng really likes her, and the two are actually quite suitable."

"Old Meng doesn't dare to point it out directly."

Raising his eyebrows, Li Luo drank the wine in the cup in one gulp.

Just gave birth to a child a few months ago.

Also experienced that kind of thing, it's normal for Xiang Naying to have any hesitation.

The big fool is indeed a money-maker, but being able to operate such a large nightclub here in the Workers' Stadium, Meng Tong's means and family background naturally don't need to be said. It's impossible to be for her money. It seems it is indeed true love.

This thing is really fresh.

"Are you sure?"

Li Luo blinked.

"What's uncertain." Wang Fei sipped her wine carefully and shook her head: "The two have actually known each other for a long time, just missing that piece of paper, but they just can't break through."

"Watch me."

Li Luo blinked again, stood up with a full cup of cocktail.

Under Wang Fei's puzzled gaze, he walked towards the two people sitting at the other end of the sofa swaggeringly.

"Meng Ge."

Li Luo greeted with a smile: "This is our first meeting, let me toast you another cup."

Meng Tong really doesn't care about the identity of an actor, but knowing that the other party is also a good friend of Xiang Naying, this made him cheer up, and he had to make friends with Li Luo.

Quickly grabbed the wine glass on the table, and wanted to return the toast politely.

Next moment.

Screams resounded through the private room.

I saw Li Luo stumble on the flat ground, and the cocktail full of glasses in his hand poured forward all over his face.

Meng Tong, who had just touched the wine glass, and Xiang Naying sitting next to him, were both soaked through by him extremely carelessly, and the strong smell of alcohol spread here instantly.

"Li Luo!!!"

After the scream, Xiang Naying wiped her clothes in a hurry.

"Oh, sorry."

Putting down the cup, Li Luo nimbly framed the two people who stood up in a hurry, and pushed them into the bathroom next to him with big strides: "I'm really sorry, you two hurry up and wipe it off."

That strength, Meng Tong and Xiang Naying, who were stunned, couldn't resist at all.

Before they could react to what was going on.

They were stuffed into the bathroom by him, and the glass door was closed with a click.

Tidying up his suit, Li Luo looked at the sink next to him, scratched his head and walked out a few steps, and what greeted him was the crowd in the private room who were stunned.

Pairs of eyes looked at him blankly.

Obviously haven't recovered yet.

"Haven't seen a handsome guy?"

Li Luo spread his hands in confusion.

"Clap."

Wang Fei patted her forehead heavily, her expression between laughter and tears.

It's a good way.

If this doesn't work, I can't think of any other way to help break through!

Na Xin and Sun Nan gave Li Luo a thumbs up with a smile, and continued to pick up the microphone to sing loudly, pretending that everything outside was as usual.

"Li Luo."

Just as he sat down on the sofa, Su Mang, wearing a red small dress, walked over with a wine glass and a full face of smiles: "I'm here to toast you too, but rest assured, I won't pour you all over."

Amidst a burst of laughter, Li Luo picked up a cocktail.

"Forgot to introduce myself just now."

After Su Mang left a faint lipstick mark on the rim of the cup, she maintained a decent smile: "I am the first executive publisher of Fashion Group, and also the editor-in-chief of *Fashion Fashion Basha* magazine."

"Presumptuously ask, does Mr. Li Luo have any interest in accepting an interview with our magazine."

"Cover or inside page?"

Wang Fei took over the topic casually.

"Cover!"

Su Mang was stunned for a moment, and immediately gave an answer.

"Accepted."

Wang Fei nodded.

"Uh."

Li Luo looked left and right, and drank the wine in the cup very simply: "Fei Jie said accepted, then it's accepted. But I'm very curious, from what angle did Ms. Su Mang see that I am a very fashionable person."

"Do you think I'm fashionable?"

Wang Fei raised her wine glass and raised her eyebrows at Su Mang again: "In your opinion, is Su Mang fashionable? Is Xiang Naying fashionable enough?"

Several consecutive rhetorical questions made the female editor-in-chief of the magazine look a bit embarrassed.

But this embarrassment.

Flashed away.

If it were some small stars, Su Mang would definitely turn her face directly, but the person in front is Wang Fei. Based on the other party's status and personality, it's nothing to expose the truth of an industry in private.

Can only accompany with a smile and not speak.

Li Luo heard the meaning of those few sentences clearly.

He had seen more than once the two great divas playing mahjong, unkempt, smoking and cursing.

There is no fashion at all.

Even Su Mang sitting beside him, this so-called fashion magazine editor-in-chief, the red small dress she was wearing and the shining decorations actually looked a bit rustic.

Not as outstanding as Wang Fei's elegant dress at this time.

All this is just the Emperor's New Clothes.

After mastering the dominant power of discourse, even if you go out on the street in big shorts, you can be praised as a fashionista. Conversely, with a bit of spring and autumn writing, no matter how exquisite you dress, you are just a hillbilly.

"Of course fashionable."

Li Luo smiled and relieved Su Mang, took out his phone and said: "This is my first time on a fashion magazine, I am really honored. How about we exchange phone numbers?"

"We'll talk about the specific details later."

"Okay."

Having saved face, Su Mang was grateful in her heart. She took out her phone quickly: "Actually, being able to invite Mr. Li Luo is the honor of our *Fashion Fashion Basha*."

As soon as she entered the private room just now, she set her eyes on Li Luo.

Popular actor.

How could she not know.

The fashion industry can be said to be a symbiont with the performing arts industry to a certain extent, and it needs to rely on it to grow.

Li Luo, as a popular male actor who is extremely popular with women, if she can get his invitation for the fashion magazine debut, it is a benefit to the sales and influence of *Fashion Fashion Basha*.

So, although the cover character of each month is a major event.

She still decided without hesitation.

After exchanging numbers, Su Mang toasted another cup with satisfaction. Small actors need to curry favor with famous fashion magazines, and magazine editors also need to maintain a good personal relationship with famous actors.

Otherwise, how could there be an unexpected surprise tonight.

After Su Mang walked towards Na Xin with the wine, Wang Fei said leisurely: "The popularity of *Fashion Fashion Basha* is not bad. Being on the cover is a good thing for you. You won't blame Fei Jie for making decisions for you without authorization, right?"

"Of course not."

Li Luo secretly scratched her thigh.

Given everyone's relationship, how could Wang Fei harm him.

"Just now I saw you had a bit of intention to refuse."

Being scratched with a burst of numbness, Wang Fei gave him a light white look: "So I agreed for you first. Whether it's fashionable or not is not important. What's important is to be able to enhance your image and make others look fashionable."

"This makes it easier to get the favor of brands."

"Those actors, singers, and models break their heads to get on first-line publications, which is the reason."

"In the final analysis."

Wang Fei picked up the cup and smiled lightly: "It's all for money!"

"No, no, no."

Li Luo touched the cup up and bared his white teeth: "It's all for fashion."

Wang Fei showed a smile that you kid are really smart.

Before a song was finished, the light of moving figures appeared on the aisle leading to the bathroom. Immediately after, Xiang Naying and Meng Tong walked out one after another, and everyone in the private room pretended that nothing had happened.

The former sat down calmly and grabbed a piece of fruit and bit it.

The latter took a big circle.

Passed by Li Luo with a faint smell of alcohol.

Meng Tong's footsteps paused slightly, bent down with a smile, and his palm pressed lightly on his knee: "Thanks, brother. It will be free for you next time you come to play!"

"Why be polite."

Laughing, Li Luo waved his hand and high-fived.

Xiang Naying's attention was actually all here. First, she glared at Li Luo fiercely, and then blushed under Wang Fei's inquiring gaze.

Wang Fei laughed out loud immediately.

Couldn't help but laugh at her old friend looking like this, and was also happy that the other party found happiness.

In the private room next, the atmosphere became much more joyful.

Meng Tong pressed the service bell.

All kinds of expensive drinks were sent in continuously.

He directly hugged Li Luo's shoulder and toasted frequently, happy to the point of being a bit lost.

As time passed.

Everyone became a bit red-faced, bragging and chatting about mountains.

It is precisely because of such performance.

That the assistant will not be allowed to participate.

She didn't dream of it becoming a huge hit, and a mediocre work might affect the other party's future.

But just as she started the topic, she was slapped down.

She didn't dare to bring it up again.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but touch her still-aching butt.

"Zhao Lala, Wu Xiaomei."

Flipping through the script, Li Luo quickly decided on two roles.

Although many classmates in the class were trying to get close to him, they had all hinted at whether he could help arrange a job if there was an opportunity.

The size of the role didn't matter, as long as there was something to act.

But this kind of thing shouldn't be overdone, even if his relationship with Yu Feihong is close.

Bringing five or six people into the crew and snatching up all the supporting roles.

That would be too ugly to look at.

"Good!"

Although those two were the female second and third leads with very prominent roles, Yu Feihong agreed without even thinking.

"Send two more scripts to my studio later."

Li Luo closed the script and said with the cigar in his mouth: "Let my classmate play Wu Xiaomei; she has acted in a few dramas, so there's no problem taking this role. As for Zhao Lala, did you notice my assistant just now?"

In reason and emotion, he had to explain the situation to the other party.

Producing a TV series for the first time, the big girl definitely had no confidence in her heart, and some things needed to be explained clearly.

"The tall one?"

Yu Feihong thought for a moment and nodded: "Her external conditions are good, and her temperament is also suitable for playing a character like Zhao Lala who has a bit of stubbornness."

"Hmm."

Li Luo exhaled a puff of smoke and smiled: "That's what I thought too; Wang Ou is not just an assistant, she is also my signed artist; you should have seen her on the opening day."

"Not from a professional background, but I have been training her during this time."

"Let her digest the script during this time."

"It shouldn't be a problem."

The hardest part for a newcomer is the start.

Without capital and strength backing, no one will give newcomers too many opportunities; one must grind step by step, except for the lucky ones.

Fortunately, he now has the qualifications to help Wang Ou up.

Having signed someone, he must find a way to make them famous.

It's time to make a move.

Idle is idle, anyway, time has to pass.

Even if she can't become a huge hit, her resume will become much more solid.

"OK."

Yu Feihong kept those two roles in mind and looked at Li Luo, blinking: "By the way, I still don't know how much you get paid per episode for *The Return of the Condor Heroes*; tell me about it?"

"So I can quote prices to other actors."

"Hehe."

Li Luo reached out unceremoniously and pinched her cheek: "Just follow the market rate for my two artists; as for me, just give me the title of a friendly appearance."

"Forget about the salary."

That little thought was seen through by Li Luo at a glance.

It was nothing more than wanting to quote him a price based on his *The Return of the Condor Heroes* salary, and he refused quite simply.

It wasn't a big production to begin with.

Don't let his own salary cut a chunk out of the budget.

Foster sister, after all~

Supporting her is also appropriate.

Giving the big girl a peck, Li Luo happily played with the "thunder."

"Crazy."

Yu Feihong couldn't laugh or cry, trying hard to pry his hand away: "I'm talking to you about serious business; have you ever seen a TV series where the male lead doesn't want a penny of salary? That's equivalent to you sending me money!"

"Working for Sister Feihong, it's okay not to have it."

Li Luo revealed his white teeth, firmly gripping the familiar place.

"Be serious."

Releasing her hand helplessly, Yu Feihong looked at him seriously: "Are you worried that I will lose money? There is absolutely no need for that; do you know what the two words 'Li Luo' represent now?"

"It represents being able to sell for money!"

The big girl's expression was quite serious, and her tone became formal: "Although I didn't do it for that, the other two investors were overjoyed when they heard they could get your schedule."

"According to them, no matter what requirements you make, as long as it's not too excessive, they will try their best to satisfy them."

"The money wasn't paid by me alone."

"If it's earned, it's not mine alone; it should be what it should be."

One hit drama after another creates extremely high market value; although he didn't know Li Luo's specific salary for *The Return of the Condor Heroes*.

But Yu Feihong knew his popularity very well.

If he opened up to accept roles, his schedule for the next few years would probably be full.

This is also the reason why the other two investors were so excited; being able to grab the schedule of a popular actor, especially the schedule immediately following *The Return of the Condor Heroes*, means being able to make money.

Although, the original intention was to accompany Yu Feihong to play around.

Losing money wasn't taken to heart.

But if money can be made, it's always a welcome thing.

"Then let's make it a friendly price."

Being praised like this by the Jinghong Fairy, Li Luo felt comfortable all over, shaking his head and smiling: "This is a short drama of twenty episodes; just give me one million, don't put too much pressure on yourself?"

"Is that okay?"

"Okay~"

Yu Feihong twisted her waist and asked curiously: "But how much did you actually get for *The Return of the Condor Heroes*?"

Seeing the gesture Li Luo made, the Jinghong Fairy's eyes widened.

"No way?"

Swallowing hard, the big girl asked in surprise: "You were actually able to get such a high salary from the big beard?"

"President Ma made the final decision."

Li Luo shrugged and smiled.

"Alright."

Yu Feihong leaned against him, talking to herself: "That's indeed high enough; I originally wanted to increase it a bit more on top of your *The Return of the Condor Heroes* salary, so it would be more reasonable."

Immersed in the circle for many years, she knew very well how the rules for giving salaries worked.

Simply put, there are good scripts and good production teams.

Actor salaries can be suppressed.

But when the script and production team are quite average, and you want to invite big names.

Either add money, or talk about human feelings.

Otherwise, why would others leave big productions to come and toss around in your small pond.

"Just do as I say."

Li Luo raised his arm forcefully, putting the big girl on himself, and pointedly said: "Are you afraid of owing me a favor? I know Sister Feihong is not short of these two million or so in funds."

"But you are doing business, and everything must be carried out within a controllable range."

"As a producer, you must learn to control the budget."

"Don't spend money freely."

"The allocation of the crew's funds must have a certain balance; in my opinion, when you are operating a project, this is the problem that needs to be considered emphatically, rather than constantly spending money just to get an effect."

As long as he thought of that movie of hers that lost a huge amount of money, he couldn't help but remind her a little.

Slowly correcting the other party's idea of only wanting to get an effect.

"Okay, okay, okay."

Yu Feihong shook her head helplessly, biting her lip and smiling shallowly: "Just do as you say, but having owed you such a big favor, how should sister repay it?"

The smile soon became sluggish.

The obvious object behind her was waking up rapidly.

Pressing tightly against her buttocks.

"What do you think?"

Li Luo blinked, revealing his white teeth.

Taking a deep breath, Yu Feihong stood up slowly, and then sat down even more slowly.

She pursed her little mouth slightly again.

This favor debt, it seems it's not easy to repay!

Until the car lights disappeared at the end of the field of vision, Li Luo watched the night scene with his hands in his pockets before turning back to the hotel.

Back in the room.

The messy quilt had been tidied back to its original state.

The beauty had gone far away, leaving only the perfume scent floating in the air and that thick stack of scripts.

Making a phone call casually.

He took the script and walked out of the living room, took out a bottle of beer, and sat on the sofa.

In no time at all.

The door was knocked on gently.

"Come in."

Taking a sip of beer, Li Luo responded loudly.

The door card swiped.

After a creak, Wang Ou walked into the room; because she had just finished showering, the girl's hair was a bit damp, and she was wearing thick wine-red pajamas, her cotton slippers making a series of light sounds on the floor.

"Brother Luo?"

Arriving beside the living room, Wang Ou stopped.

Her bright eyes blinked.

She didn't know what was going on, calling her up in the middle of the night, and specifically emphasizing that she should come alone.

Looking at the script on the table, her heart couldn't help but speed up a bit.

Could it be.

A hint of anticipation flashed in her eyes.

"Take it back."

Li Luo gestured with the beer bottle toward the script on the table: "Just read it yourself, absolutely don't let others see it; focus on studying the role of Zhao Lala, filming starts around May."