"You're here."

"I am coming."

"Do you have a tail?"

"No, I waited for three hours before I came out. It's four in the morning now."

"Very good, how are your progress?"

"It's pretty good." Lin Chuan paused and said helplessly, "Why are we like agents? Can't we turn on the light?"

In the darkness, the empty room fell into silence.

After a while, a heavy male voice rang out: "I thought this would feel more."

As he said that, the room suddenly became bright.

Squinted his eyes and relieved the pressure on his eyes caused by the changes in light, Lin Chuan stood up straight from his waist.

In front of him was a man with an ordinary look wearing ordinary short-sleeved shirts, ordinary shorts, and ordinary foot-clip slippers.

No, this man is not ordinary at all.

After all, it is really rare for men who are over two meters tall and have a body of tendons and flesh that stretches out short sleeves into tights.

Especially he is still a bald person.

This person is Lin Cai, and he is also the father of Lin Chuan and Lin Muqing.

Judging from the appearance, Lin Chuan and Lin Muqing's mother must be very beautiful, and the brother and sister inherited the appearance of their mothers 100%.

Otherwise, if he inherited his father, Zhang Hong would probably see Lin Chuan, who was 1.95 meters tall, and Lin Muqing, who looked like he should have appeared on the set of the first three JOJO films.

"Dad, your figure can't be disguised even if you want to disguise it. It's so conspicuous."

"Stop talking nonsense." Lin Cai grabbed his son and "smashed" him onto the chair, and said in a deep voice: "How is the matter done?"

Lin Chuan grinned and rubbed his back, then said, "Everything is in control! But now there are some minor problems."

"explain."

"Originally, after my operation, Brother Hong's remaining budget for this drama is only enough for him to shoot half of the movie. If the remaining half is still in the same level, it will definitely be out of the way. But... he caught up with Liu Yishou's line yesterday."

Lin Cai's eyebrows, like two caterpillars, frowned into the character "chuan" with the same style as Shin-chief of Crayon: "Is that Liu Yishou?"

"Who else can it be?" Lin Chuan looked helpless, "Before going to bed, I chatted with Brother Hong to find out the news, but it really made me find out.

He didn't come to the crew for a day yesterday, but he went to Liu Yishou to play a guest role in the crew. I heard that Liu Yishou would help promote our TV series, Dad, what are you doing?"

Lin Cai said in a deep voice: "You can complete your task, and the rest will be thought of by my father."

After a pause, he asked again: "Are you sure that everything else is in control?"

"Of course!" Lin Chuan was full of confidence. "For this task, I bought a film and television city directly! I also airlifted a bunch of equipment! I spent another five million private money on my own! If I can't handle this matter, then I might as well go out to work! What qualifications are there to do a promising job for the rich second generation?"

As he said that, he took out a cigar, cut two of them with a cigar, and handed them one to his father, and used a long match to help him lit it.

"Okay, don't tell your mother about smoking cigars. I have promised him to quit smoking." Lin Cai was very satisfied with his son's actions.

"Don't worry, I'm tight-lipped! Besides, the cigar is not the lungs." Lin Chuan patted the ribs under the pectoralis major muscles, "Don't worry, I'm doing my business! This task is half done! If I can fail in the end, then I will write the word Lin upside down!"

"No need." Lin Cai grinned, "If this matter is not done, then Dad, I will confiscate your unlimited credit card and send you to Africa to dig diamonds."

Lin Chuan smiled proudly: "Tsk, don't talk about digging diamonds. If this matter can fail, you can ask me to plant trees in the Sahara!"

"Yes, I'm worthy of being my son." Lin Cai's bear paw gave his son a row of cloud palms on the shoulder, slapped him, "Go ahead, don't show his fuck."

"Look at you!"

Lin Chuan got out of the mood.

After he left, Lin Cai took out his cell phone with a cigar in his mouth and dialed the phone number of Zhang Hong's father Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao, who had not been sleeping and waiting for news at this time, answered the phone: "Lao Lin, how about it?"

"Everything is in control, Brother Hao!" Lin Cai's pectoral muscles were rumbling, "The matter is done. Our nephew can definitely be filmed. The scenes at the beginning are also awesome! But in the future, we have a bad time! Through my operations, our nephew has spent almost the same budget in advance! His reputation in the second half of the TV series will collapse! But..."

"But what?"

"But he went to the famous Liu Yishou crew to play a small role. I have no connections in the entertainment industry. Is this a big impact?"

"It's okay, just let it go, the brother will think about the entertainment industry." Zhang Hao smiled, "It's all for you."

"Don't worry if I do my business! If this matter is not done, then I, Lin Cai, have my name reversed!"

"Okay, then do this first, you should rest early, please trouble you this time Lao Lin."

Lin Cai smiled confidently after hanging up the phone.

Although he doesn’t understand the entertainment industry, he understands the “Contacts” and “Relationships” in this society!

Zhang Hong's child is just starting out, and Liu Yishou can only say politely to him, "They have an investment of over 100 million yuan!" He did not pay advertising fees, so why should he help him promote it? Find a competitor for himself?

Why do people help you without relatives and no reason? Is it because you are handsome?

This world is cruel.

............

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Hao took out a cigarette and put it under his nose and took a beautiful breath.

Because his wife is at home, he dare not smoke.

After sucking the smell of plums, he returned to the bedroom.

Zhang Hong's mother Liu Yan was sitting in front of the computer working with a mask. When she saw him coming in, she looked up and asked, "How is your son doing that?"

"Everything is in control!" Zhang Hao was full of confidence. "It's just a small matter. I heard that our son went to a crew of a director named Liu Yishou and spent a day running a supporting role. Didn't this matter affect it?"

"Liu Yishou? That director." Liu Yan nodded, "The director's level is good. This time he lacks people in the crew. I heard that the company below has sent a newcomer whom he intends to promote to the crew with a relationship. I have read the script, so it shouldn't be a big problem."

She did watch the crew, but it was not because of work, but because of a simple woman's curiosity.

As a woman in her 50s, although she is well maintained, she also likes to watch TV series.

Directors who are well-known in the industry, naturally know that they are also well-known in the industry.

I heard that my husband used to send an actor in an entertainment company run by his employee, so she was about to arrive at the script outline and wanted to know the plot in advance - she was the kind of person who likes to know the plot in advance and then watch the process.

So if you only make a guest appearance for one day, the character should be the ex-boyfriend of the heroine in the play.

This is a cannon fodder supporting role. She usually lives in memories and appears in less than two episodes, which is exactly what her son will do when he plays a cameo appearance in an episode.

Then it's okay, but she knows her husband's level very well, so she asked again: "Is it really okay?"

"Don't worry if I do things, my wife! It's really okay!" Zhang Hao's slapped his chest muscles, "If my son can't find a job to be an ordinary office worker this time, then I, Zhang Hao, have my name reversed!"

Liu Yan rolled his eyes: "Think about it more than 20 years ago. Every time you say this, the final result is the opposite."

"That's all old calendar!" Zhang Hao explained, "Wife, we are materialists, and feudal superstition is not enough! The Qing Dynasty has been overthrown for two or three hundred years!"

"Okay, okay, I can't tell you."

But Liu Yan quickly became worried again: "You said that if our son knows the truth in the future, will he hate us?"

"No." Zhang Hao said confidently, "He will only lose hope and motivation for life."

As he said that, he took out his cell phone and clicked on a news article.

"A twenty-six-year-old netizen was suddenly told to inherit 200 million property, and he expressed his confusion: the sense of accomplishment in work is gone, and he lost his goals in life"

"Look! Not only us! There are also people who are so unlucky!"

Zhang Hao empathized with this news.

And he was also very envious.

What you inherit is only 200 million property, but what I inherited at the beginning was tens of billions!

Moreover, after decades of operation, I have so many assets that I don’t know the specific value!

Alas... the things that happened to my son after the rest of my life must not be repeated in my son!

Seeing that his wife was still worried, Zhang Hao put his shoulder on her shoulder to comfort her: "Don't worry, when the child is thirty, I will tell him part of the truth so that he can stand up and find a satisfactory daughter-in-law for us! Then when he is thirty-five, he will tell him the whole truth and start to slowly cultivate him!

When he is about forty years old, we can retire and enjoy our old age."

Liu Yan leaned in her husband's arms, her eyes full of longing: "Retirement... Then I want to go back to the village to open a piece of land. Every day you go to farm and I weave cloth, and then when you come back, I will make you your favorite stewed wild vegetables."

"Yes, the life of men farming and women weaving is what we want." Zhang Hao was also trapped in memories.

He gently kissed his wife's forehead and teased, "I was fascinated by your braids and flower cotton jackets. I still remember that I just came back from the field that day. Because I was too tired and couldn't see the road, I accidentally touched all my mud on the flower cotton jackets that your bride had sewn for you.

But you didn't scold me, but instead used a handkerchief to help me wipe the mud on my face. Then when you left, you shook the pigtails and shook them into my heart."

"So too..." Liu Yan smiled sweetly, "I saw you being stupid at that time, but you came to help my father carry water and herd cattle every day. The eyes you looked at me were glowing, which was so scary."

"Hehe~~" Zhang Hao smiled pamperedly, "I suddenly felt that our son was very pitiful since he was a child. How do you think it would be like to give him a sister?"

"Hate~~~"

............

One and a half months later—
To be continued...