Chapter 106: Moutai Stock? (Request Monthly Tickets)

Qi Hao met with Ye Weimin to confirm basic preparatory details for “Stranded in a Strange Land.”

Next came finalizing the shooting locations and starting production.

Qi Hao planned to begin filming in November; if they could finish in two months, they might still make it home for Lunar New Year on January 25th.

It wouldn’t delay filming “The Wind.”

After all, much of “The Wind” was shot in Jinmen.

As he met with Ye Weimin and others,

Fu Hongxue slowly ascended the stone steps, gazing into the distance. Though sunlight shone on his face, his complexion remained terrifyingly pale.

“Su Yirong.” At the same time, Gao Chao’s eyes widened—he was stunned by the sight of Su Yirong reflected in his own pupils.

Guan Yang sipped his cold tea, then breathed in and out through his mouth, deliberately savoring the cool, sweet sensation in his mouth.

“Is he indirectly calling my orders stupid?” Deputy Minister Liu’s face suddenly clouded with confusion.

The true trump card, the real backup plan—Zhao Rensheng never expected to kill Li Huoyue; she had simply done what she promised: clearing all obstacles and smoothing every danger for Sima Xuxiang.

Although Zhang Zhiping wouldn’t sink into guilt or self-loathing over this, he couldn’t help but mock himself—perhaps, as the saying went in his past life, a “holy bitch” described men like him.

And the servers—four servers cost far more than ten thousand yuan, and Maomao said these servers vastly outperformed most on the market, so the price would be even higher.

Wang Pazi immediately hid behind him, but Li Mazi’s thin, hunched frame couldn’t conceal her broad, fat body; despite pulling back, more than half of her remained exposed.

Upon hearing Zhang Zhiping’s apology, Meng Lingru shook her head, indicating she didn’t mind; silence fell between them. In the past, Zhou Jing would steer the conversation or Zhou Qian would liven the mood, keeping everyone engaged. Now that both sisters were gone, and neither of them was talkative, they had no idea what to say.

Thus, it was a necessary underlying condition that people of different ranks could issue and carry trumpets of differing specifications.

“Grand Commander, that guy has vanished and won’t show up again!” one commander told Hulunbu.

Li Qi ordered a milk tea, leaned back lazily in his chair, sat as comfortably as possible, gripped the cup with both hands, and peered through the gap between his jade-like fingers and the glass.

Thanks to Yun Shen’s presence, Wen Qingchen had never left the Beast Taming Courtyard since joining the sect; now, while guiding Yun Shen around the Tianwai Sect, she herself toured it again and finally understood the sect’s true standing in the Cultivation Realm.

David Silva didn’t cut into the center; he drifted wide. Corrao passed him the ball and surged forward to draw defenders away from Silva.

What should he do now? If things continued like this, could his dream of becoming strong, becoming a hero, ever be realized? Li Qi stared blankly at his slender jade-like hands and sighed.

Ranieri took over this team at the start of the season; they currently rank near the bottom of the league and face relegation pressure.

“You damn Feifei, don’t get too bold!” Fu Chunrou slammed the table and pointed at Feifei.

Yun Fu knew this day with Jianlong Jun would come and had prepared mentally, but now that it was here, she still felt nervous.

Hearing that thirty thousand infantry had been fully deployed, the lean, sun-darkened infantry general Mi Wu grew wildly excited, his shout piercingly sharp.

“Training Pokémon isn’t something achieved overnight—it takes daily effort, day after day, to see results.” Zhong Xin’s words echoed constantly in Lu Bu’s ears.