After binding to the Shenhao system, the big boss became rich and brought the motherland

Chapter 118 118. Casting a wide net to find actors for the skit
"Why do you suddenly want to shoot this manuscript?"

Just as Gu Nanqiao was about to take a break, she received a call from Jiang Hongyu.

At noon, she sent the electronic version of the manuscript sent by Yin Wei to Jiang Hongyu. At that time, Jiang Hongyu was probably busy and did not reply to her message.

I'm calling her now, I guess she has already finished reading the manuscript.

Gu Nanqiao briefly explained the situation, "I have asked Yin Wei to find a lawyer to help him with the lawsuit, so I was thinking about whether you can film this first."

She was afraid that Jiang Hongyu would be unhappy. After all, she had said before that she would not interfere with anything during the filming. "Of course, if this request is a little difficult for you, forget it. Just pretend I never said anything."

Jiang Hongyu explained with a smile: "It's okay, I just simply asked you what happened that made you so anxious."

"I've read it carefully, and this draft is indeed good. The set is almost finished now, so we can start work around the day after tomorrow."

Gu Nanqiao didn't expect Jiang Hongyu to agree so readily, and was a little surprised, "Okay, then how many actors do you need? I'll arrange it for you."

Jiang Hongyu estimated, "For important female roles, we'll probably need about ten. For male roles, we'll need slightly more, maybe fifty or so, plus some extras."

"Okay, I'll trouble you with the costumes and makeup. I'll try to send you the actors' information tomorrow."

After all, she didn't know much about things like costumes and makeup, so it would be better to let Jiang Hongyu's team buy them.

"By the way, do you have enough funds? If not, I will transfer another 10 million to you."

Jiang Hongyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "It's enough. If you really need money, I will tell you."

It seemed like every time Gu Nanqiao was worried that he didn’t have enough money. It was really a blessing to have such a financial sponsor who cared so much about his funds.

"Okay, if there's nothing else, I'll go arrange the actors."

After hanging up the phone, I originally wanted to call Yin Wei, but when I thought about the artists in the company who did not go for training now all had work on hand, I contacted Ji Bai directly.

After all, he is the boss behind the live streaming platform, and the information of the platform's anchors is archived.

But Ji Bai didn’t know whether he was asleep or busy with other things, and didn’t answer Gu Nanqiao’s call.

After thinking about it, he logged into Baihu, changed his nickname to "Short Play Actor Daily Salary", then recharged 5 million into his account, and started to cast a wide net.

You know what, this method really works.

Because every time a host says, "Thank you for the gift of daily salary for the skit actors," many people will send her private messages.

Of course, not everyone is worthy of Gu Nanqiao’s approval.

Gu Nanqiao would directly pass those who looked ugly or had ugly features, and would also directly pass those who were not in Haicheng.

However, as long as they are not too ugly, Gu Nanqiao will generally accept anyone who comes. After all, short plays do not have such high requirements for appearance as TV dramas and movies. As long as the main character is good-looking, it doesn't matter if the supporting roles are not so good-looking.

After spending nearly 20 million in gifts, Jiang Hongyu finally gathered all the actors he wanted, including even a host.

After doing all this, Gu Nanqiao fell into a sound sleep.

The next day, Gu Nanqiao was woken up by a ringing phone call. He didn't even check the caller ID and just closed his eyes. "Hello?"

Ji Bai had just returned home from work when he saw Gu Nanqiao calling him. He didn't even notice the time and hurriedly replied, "Sister Qiao, did you call me yesterday for something?"

Gu Nanqiao yawned, "It's okay, it's been taken care of."

"Okay, next time if I don't answer your call, just call a few more times. Because sometimes when I'm busy, I turn my phone to silent mode to avoid being disturbed by the outside world."

Gu Nanqiao said "hmm" to show that he understood.

Ji Bai seemed not to hear the dissatisfaction in Gu Nanqiao's tone, and said excitedly: "By the way, I have good news for you. White Fox will be able to successfully upgrade tonight!"

Hearing this, Gu Nanqiao woke up a lot from her sleepiness, "So soon?" She originally thought it would be tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, it seems that the money still needs to be in place.

He stretched and sat up, "Okay, let's have a celebration banquet tonight. You've worked hard these past few days, let's go have a good meal."

Ji Bai had originally had this idea, but after hearing what Gu Nanqiao said, he couldn't help but ask, "Then are you coming?"

"I won't come. Just eat. I have other things to do today."

Then he said, "Although I'm not coming, I'll pay for tonight's consumption, you can eat as much as you want."

Ji Bai couldn't help but chuckle, "You're not even coming, so why are you paying the bill? Besides, we still have the money to treat them to a meal."

After all, Gu Nanqiao had just given him so much money, so eating abalone and sea cucumber was no problem.

"Okay, then I won't argue with you."

After chatting for a few more sentences, Gu Nanqiao hung up the phone.

I looked at the time and it was just past six in the morning. I didn’t know whether Ji Bai stayed up all night yesterday or just got up now.

But I didn’t want to take a nap, so I just got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash my face.

Thinking of the promise she had made to Fu Yun to draw a self-portrait for him, Gu Nanqiao was not idle. She took out the iPad she had bought last time from the drawer of the bedside table and started drawing on it.

Because it is more convenient to paint on an iPad than using a paintbrush.

But within about an hour, Fu Yun's handsome face appeared on the iPad.

Gu Nanqiao poked the little man in the iPad with a capacitive stylus and said, "Don't think I don't know. You deliberately made the trending search last night."

After all, if it wasn’t Fu Yun’s work, that Weibo post would have no chance of becoming a hot topic.

However, she did not intend to argue with Fu Yun, because this was also what she liked to see.

I guess Yao Qian will have to look for her today. I'm really looking forward to what she will do.

He saved the painting, transferred it to his phone via Bluetooth, and sent it directly to Fu Yun.

The next second, Fu Yun's voice came over.

Gu Nanqiao discovered that successful people seemed to prefer voice calls rather than chatting.

"Brother Fu, good morning!"

Fu Yun seemed to have just gotten up, and he could still hear some rustling sounds. "You got up so early today, don't you have a headache?"

Gu Nanqiao explained: "My mother gave me some hangover medicine yesterday, and I feel much better now."

Then he said, "I'm sorry, I got drunk yesterday. I hope I didn't cause you any trouble."

Fu Yun chuckled when he heard this, "You weren't drunk at all."

At least not for him.

So cute, you don’t see it often.

"But I thought you would have forgotten it, but I didn't expect you to still remember it."

Gu Nanqiao said, "Oh my!", "Please don't say that. I was hoping I had a blackout. It's too social."

(End of this chapter)