This actor has something

Chapter 306 What a cruel heart
It's another weekend.

It is now the season when orioles sing, grass grows, and all things revive.

In the community's green belt, the bare trees sprouted new buds, and the grass stubbornly pushed aside the remnants of their predecessors, peeking out to observe the new world.

The real estate agent was somewhat embarrassed at this moment.

It turned out to be a gathering of acquaintances.

Sun Yi smiled broadly as she introduced the real estate agent to He Daqi and Zhou Huimin, praising her for being conscientious and responsible.

After hearing He Daqi's cheerful translation, Zhou Huimin glanced at the real estate agent with a half-smile, and without lowering her voice, asked with a smile, "So you're saying she's Chinese, just like us?"

The real estate agent blushed deeply and almost gave up on the deal, but the money was still beckoning her, so she had no choice but to stand there, swallowing her pride.

Everyone can play dumb; you don't even need to learn it.

The real estate agent gave Zhou Huimin a friendly, simple smile.

It was quite effective; this silly grin actually had a third of He Daqi's skill.

Sun Yizhen sensed something was amiss and chuckled before asking, "You two know each other?"

"Yes, she introduced us to a house before. What a coincidence. I never expected that the very reliable agent that Nuna mentioned would be her."

After explaining for a moment, He Daqi turned to the real estate agent and said with a smile, "Just tell us your honest price later, we won't waste any more time with you."

This was said in Chinese, and the real estate agent didn't pretend not to understand like last time; she smiled sheepishly and nodded.

"Let's go look at houses!" Zhou Huimin urged enthusiastically.

When I visited Sun Yizhen's home before, she had already introduced the neighborhood to me. The couple was quite satisfied. In fact, if they hadn't attended the Golden Elephant Awards last week, they probably would have contacted a real estate agent to buy a house.

The villa the real estate agent showed us this time was much larger than Sun Yizhen's. Although both were three stories, the size difference was significant.

The best part is that there is a large bathtub on the basement floor of this villa. The bathtub is designed to be an irregular oval shape, and it is only one meter deep when filled with water. When bringing two children over for vacation, the amount of water can be adjusted according to the children's height. It is perfect for children to play and splash around in the water. Zhou Huimin fell in love with it almost at first sight.

Before they even went up to the third floor, when the group wandered to the second floor, Zhou Huimin smiled and said to the real estate agent:
"Young lady, just give us your bottom line. You should know us, right? Let's be straightforward. If it's okay, great; if not, we can look at other places. But let me give you a heads-up: we asked around a lot before we came, so we have a general idea of ​​the prices around here. Think it over before you give us your quote."

The real estate agent wouldn't say something like, "We're family, we wouldn't cheat each other," during this whole ordeal.

She thought about it carefully for a moment, and finally quoted a bottom price.

"The previous owner of this house moved to Baitouying. The reserve price they left was 80,000 yuan per square meter. However, the house has indeed appreciated in value. If calculated based on the price per square meter of other houses in the same complex, it's now around 110,000 yuan."
The property has a total area of ​​1127 square meters, but the rooftop, yard, and outdoor swimming pool are included, so the transaction is based on 825 square meters. This house has been on the market for three years, and the original owner is eager to sell. I'm confident I can negotiate the price down to 100,000 yuan per square meter; I can't offer more than that. Do you think this price is reasonable?

Buying a vacation villa for over 80 million?

He Daqi hesitated for a moment.

Unfortunately, before he could even speak, Vivian Chow readily nodded in agreement: "Okay, let's settle on this price!"

That spendthrift woman!
He Daqi clicked his tongue.

Hearing how readily Vivian Chow agreed, the real estate agent was extremely envious. "You celebrities really know how to make money! You can buy a house for over 80 million without even blinking an eye."

Although the agent was very excited about closing this big deal, she tried her best to suppress her excitement and went over the precautions.

"Ms. Zhou, I need to make it clear to you in advance that the property transaction tax here is 3.2%, the acquisition tax is 2.7%, and the property tax is 1.3%. These are all payable."

This is a large transaction, so many procedures can be simplified, such as visa application, review, and approval processes. If your deposit is 50% or more, you should receive notification within a month. At that time, the review team will inform both parties whether the transaction is approved.

If you can pay in full, your transaction will be expedited, and you'll generally get a response within a week regarding whether the transaction is approved. The review process in South Korea is quite complicated.
If you're not in a rush, I recommend you pay 50% upfront and then hire a lawyer to help with the application. This will increase your chances of approval. Although it's rare for applications to be rejected, every year there are always a few unlucky individuals who get involved.

"A month?"

"Yes."

“I chose the full payment transaction with a seven-day approval period. If it’s approved, I’ll buy it; if not, so be it. I’m not interested in wasting my time on this.”

……

……

People always grow.

For example, Bong Joon-ho became more and more adept at the filming process, despite the ups and downs.

Sun Yizhen was right before; this director is indeed quite capable, at least he learns things quickly.

Bong Joon-ho's shots often contain hidden metaphors, he is particularly fond of close-up shots, and he is accustomed to using changes in people's facial expressions to express their inner emotions.

When He Daqi has nothing to do, he sometimes goes behind the camera to take a look and finds that Bong Joon-ho has shot many shots with great artistic conception, which is his strength.

Bong Joon-ho's weakness is that his comedic ability is average, especially compared to Yi Jae-joon, he is far inferior.

However, the flaws do not detract from the overall merits; the fact that the strengths outweigh the weaknesses already makes him a remarkably excellent director.

The films shot these past few days have all been large-scale scenes. The first part shows the South Korean army sealing off the area, and the second part shows people weeping in a temporary shrine set up after the monster attack.

Every day, hundreds of extras are at the beck and call, and they hurriedly change their clothes, sometimes in military uniforms and sometimes in civilian clothes.

The family in front of the camera embraced each other and wept bitterly, mourning the protagonist's deceased daughter.

"Great! That take is perfect! Props team, get ready, let's change the scene."

He Dayi gently dabbed the tears from the corners of his eyes with a tissue, not daring to rub too hard for fear of ruining his makeup, since his current makeup was quite troublesome to apply.

He strolled over to the back of the camera, watched the replay for a while, then casually picked up a stack of sketches, lay down on the recliner, and began to look at them with great interest.

The crew has been filming for almost a month, and He Daqi feels that he has learned most of the special effects shooting methods. He Daqi has been catching up with a lot of the experience that Bong Joon-ho has gradually explored.

“Daqi.” Sun Yizhen walked over with a smile.

"What's wrong, Nuna?"

"I saw you guys starting to move appliances into your house last night. Are you planning to move in without changing the renovations?"

"Yes, the original owner did a great job with the renovations. I'm too lazy to bother with it. I'll just clean up and put in some appliances. If I move in sooner, I won't have to rent anymore."

Looking at He Daqi's nonchalant attitude, Sun Yi was extremely envious.

Compared to He Daqi and his wife, she suddenly felt that her earning speed was practically refugee-level.

They bought a large villa outright, just for vacation purposes, as if they'd casually bought a toy.

And what about me? I bought a villa that's only half the size of someone else's, and I even scraped together a loan from various sources. Last year, I was so busy paying off the loan that I almost ended up in the hospital. China is so great! Although the average income per capita isn't as high as South Korea's, China has such a huge population! The income of celebrities there is worlds apart from that of South Koreans.

"Remember to let me know when you move in. I have two bottles of good wine. I'll come over and help you warm up the house."

"It'll be over soon, probably this weekend. I'll let you know in advance."

"Then it's settled."

Sun Yizhen smiled, then, without chatting with He Daqi any longer, turned around and went back to her chair to rest, picked up the script and started reading.

He Daqi continued to look down at the drawing.

This artwork includes both hand-drawn sketches by Bong Joon-ho and renderings from the special effects team.

Actually, this special effects team is quite careless in their work, and many details are not done very well. Their advantage lies in their advanced technology. Relying on the advanced special effects technology in the United States, they have one project after another, and the speed at which they make money can be described as making a fortune every day.

Since I'm already familiar with the process, could I send a few people to Bald Eagle to learn from them, and then come back and start my own special effects team?

He Daqi never forgot his original aspiration; he always longed to make a cool martial arts movie or TV series.

There was also an opportunity last year, but unfortunately the post-production of "The Little Fish and the Flower Without Flaws" was done by Yonghui Qiming. Although the effect was already very good in China, it is still a level below others now.

The thought lingered in his mind for a moment, then faded away. He decided to think about it carefully later; there was no need to rush.

"Get ready, we can start filming after the assistant director checks the set."

……

As the sky glowed red, He Daqi gently pushed open the door, and Zhou Huimin was lying on the sofa, making a phone call to her mother.

No wonder Zhou Huimin didn't bother me on the way back today; it turns out she was delayed.

He Daqi went over and patted Zhou Huimin's bottom, signaling her to make way, as he also wanted to sit on the sofa.

"Mommy~! You can come along too. If I bring the kids over, won't you miss them? Come along, don't you? Didn't you say you were getting bored staying in Beijing all the time? It's a good opportunity to come and have a vacation with them."

While acting coquettishly, Vivian Chow slowly shifted her position like a Kapibal, making room for He Daqi.

Upon hearing that her mother had agreed, Zhou Huimin immediately beamed with joy. Just as she was about to say goodbye and hang up, He Daqi reached out and snatched the phone away.

"Mom, what time is it in China now? Have my grandparents brought the child back yet? I want to talk to the child."

"No, it's only a little past three in the afternoon. Why don't you call back in two hours?"

"Okay, I see."

He Daqi returned the phone to Zhou Huimin.

Zhou Huimin hung up the phone immediately, then happily boasted to He Daqi, "After you left this morning, I timed it perfectly and called to talk to the two kids for over an hour."

Upon hearing this, He Daqi smacked his lips and started stirring up trouble: "You don't do any work all day, so why did you come to South Korea with me? You don't cook, you don't wash clothes, and you're either watching TV at home or taking Sister Liu shopping all day. If you're really that bored, why don't you hold a few concerts?"

"I'm happy to! I've made enough money to last several lifetimes, and I can do whatever I want. If you're so capable, try making that much money yourself!"

"First of all, I want to correct your misconception. The shares of Fengyutonglu are in the hands of the two children. You are just their guardian. To be honest, this money doesn't really belong to you."

Secondly, let's do the math. Have you forgotten who owns the song copyright? What do you mean you've made enough money? It's me who's made enough money, okay?!

Zhou Huimin activated her ability to resist cilantro, got up, and tackled He Daqi onto the sofa. She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck and said fiercely, "How dare you hold me accountable! What's yours is mine, and what's mine is still mine! Believe me or not, I'll confiscate your dividend card!"

"Of course I believe you. After all, you just spent over 80 million, so you have to make it up to me."

He Daqi chuckled and started tickling Zhou Huimin. Soon, Zhou Huimin began to beg for mercy, repeatedly saying that she dared not do it again.

Unfortunately, she couldn't pry He Daqi off, and was pinned down on the sofa and thoroughly ravaged. In the end, she laughed until tears streamed down her face, and only then did He Daqi stop.

"I'll fight you!"

With her hair disheveled and in a messy, unkempt state, Vivian Chow was about to pounce on him again, baring her teeth and brandishing her claws.

He Daqi chuckled and pushed her shoulder, causing her to stumble and fall on the sofa.

With an indomitable spirit, Vivian Chow got up and pounced again, like an unkillable cockroach.

"Alright, alright, stop fooling around. I have something serious to tell you."

He Daqi pressed down on Zhou Huimin's head. Zhou Huimin angrily tried to pry He Daqi's arm off, but after trying for a long time, she couldn't do anything.

"let go!"

"I won't let go until you promise me we can talk about serious business first."

"I don't want to hear the serious stuff! You won't budge, huh? Just you wait, tonight when you're asleep I'll... put a hair removal patch on you!"

That's so vicious! He Daqi suddenly felt a chill creeping up his trouser legs.

"I surrender, I was wrong." He Daqi quickly let go of her hand.

Zhou Huimin finally pounced on her.

Her gaze lingered on He Daqi's arms and shoulders, like a wolf that hadn't eaten for half a month, pondering where to start its attack.

He Daqi was terrified by the stare and couldn't help but move back a little. He threatened, "If you dare to bite me, don't blame me for being ruthless. I'll put hair removal patches on you too!"

"You dare threaten me? Hurry up and stretch out your arm so I can bite you to vent my anger, otherwise I'll go shave it clean later and see where you stick it!"

That's unreasonable!
He Daqi's gaze turned dangerous as he began to consider whether he should give Zhou Huimin a beating first.

Their eyes flashed with lightning, as if sparks had exploded in the void.

In the end, Zhou Huimin was defeated. At this moment, she deeply regretted that she was a woman and could not win against He Daqi. Otherwise, she would not have given in first today.

"Didn't you say you wanted to get down to business? Go ahead and say it."

"We're moving this weekend, and Sun Yizhen will be coming to visit then."

"Tell her to come back next week."

"why?"

"I just told Mommy that I'm going to pick up the kids this weekend."

(End of this chapter)