"This is my movie!" Li Hanxiang said angrily.

"But I wrote the script!"

Lin Chaoyang's tone was calm and showed no anger at all, but the more he behaved like this, the angrier Li Hanxiang became.

Li Hanxiang was so angry that he couldn't sit still and turned around, unable to vent the anger in his heart.

"Director Li, why don't you sit down for a while and let's discuss it slowly?"

Li Hanxiang had just completed heart surgery, and Lin Chaoyang was afraid of making him angry, otherwise it might lead to a WJ accident.

"Sit down!" Li Hanxiang pointed angrily at Lin Chaoyang with his hand, "I want to fire you! Fire you!"

Lin Chaoyang's expression remained normal, "It's OK to fire me, but the royalties have to be paid first."

His words were like a knife thrust straight into Li Hanxiang's heart. Li Hanxiang covered his chest with a look of pain on his face.

Lin Chaoyang was startled. Why was he getting more and more worried about something? He quickly stood up and supported Li Hanxiang.

Seeing Li Hanxiang pointing at the coffee table, he quickly went over to take the medicine bottle from the coffee table and fed him the medicine.

After dozens of seconds, the painful expression on Li Hanxiang's face finally calmed down. He looked at Lin Chaoyang and said feebly: "What evil have I done to hire a screenwriter like you?"
Chapter completed!