I'm almost a Muggle

I want to see this person tomorrow.

How domineering!

It's easy to say, but not easy to do.

Brother Qixi, who was taken as Lin Dongyi's arm, was hit at the first step.

His buddy refused to introduce him.

"Hey, I'm telling you, Pidan, you've got an itchy skin. You still resist when I ask you to do something, right?" Du Qixi was very annoyed.

You don't give me face.

How should I explain this to Mr. Lin?

"Brother Qixi, it's not that I don't want to help you, but aren't you making things difficult for me? I had a big quarrel with the man named Xiao and we resigned, and you still asked me to contact him?"

"If you contact me, you won't die!"

"It would be very embarrassing if you contact me. We are all here to fool around. Being embarrassed is worse than death. Don't say you don't know."

"Okay, okay, give me the address and I'll go there myself."

Du Qixi was really helpless, so she refused to convey the message and refused to give her a phone call.

To save face or suffer the consequences.

How on earth did this piece of trash become my buddy.

The guy over there named Pi Dan reluctantly told him the address.

Damn it, why are you in Fangshan?

Thought it was from the capital, Du Qixi was simply desperate.

Fortunately, he has a very good status now. If he makes a phone call, the company will immediately send him a car.

They also thoughtfully arranged two drivers for him.

Driver and bodyguard.

Lin Dong's beloved right-hand man cannot make any mistakes.

Fangshan is actually also part of the capital city. Just drive there and it takes two hours to reach the destination, which is more than 100 kilometers away.

I really don't understand why this person built his studio so far away.

Du Qixi complained all the way until he came to this place where birds don't shit.

It's already past eight o'clock in the evening.

It's time to get off work.

Du Qixi regretted not leading anyone to catch his evil brother and torture him, but he didn't believe that he didn't give him his phone number.

No matter who you are, you'll be here with just one phone call.

The more you dream, the more obedient you will be.

Brother Qixi knows this very well. Before he left school, if anyone told him that I would invest in you to make a Chinese fantasy blockbuster, he would definitely jump on him.

Follow the house number to find the studio.

Only then did he realize that this so-called studio was actually a private house, a small bungalow, without even a small yard at the door.

A guy wearing a white vest was washing his feet under the faucet outside.

"Hi, buddy, I'm looking for Xiao Peng, is he over here?"

The man took a handful of cold water to wash his face, and then shouted inside at the top of his lungs.

"Brother Peng, the person you are looking for is here."

The window of the small bungalow was opened, and someone inside shouted: "Come in, come in, you are welcome to join our cause. I thought you weren't coming, and I didn't answer my phone call."

Du Qixi knew they had misunderstood.

Based on his senior director's control over the plot, the script should be written like this.

There was a serious loss of staff in the studio, so Xiao Peng had to hire people frequently. One person they thought was suitable said he wanted to come, but he regretted it and was embarrassed to answer the phone again, so he was replaced.

"I am not the person you are looking for." Du Qixi entered and said this.

Xiao Peng, who was born in the 1970s, or born in the 1970s, looked even younger than Brother Qixi. He was excited when he heard these words, and when he saw the two big men following Du Qixi, he immediately panicked.

"You were sent here by Brother Yang, right? I've told you about your money, and I promise to settle it with you before the end of next month. Even if you beat me to death, I can't get it out."

"Brother Peng, don't talk nonsense to him, there are many of us."

Du Qixi broke into a cold sweat, who the hell are these people?

There are applicants who quit halfway, and thugs who come to collect debts. If he denies this identity now, will there be another possibility?

"I'm Du Qixi, this is my business card."

Du Qixi handed over the business card, and Xiao Peng took it in his hand and looked at it.

Du Qixi.

Director, producer.

Works: "New Road" and "Massage".

Phone: 139****1001.

"It turns out it's Director Du. I've admired his name for a long time. How come you have time to come to our place?"

If we talk about Du Qixi alone, no one may know about him.

After all, the most popular thing about "New Road" is the starring role.

But if you put this information together, it's foolproof.

Moreover, Director Du’s business card is constantly updated.

When his next film is finished, he will probably have to go to print again.

Of course, when "Massage" is released and the box office is only over 2 million, he may delete this movie from his business card.

"Our boss wants to see you and maybe discuss some cooperation. Just go to the address on the back."

"ah?"

You travel all the way just to spread a simple message?

Xiao Peng's newly ignited enthusiasm was extinguished in an instant.

"Your working environment... is too shabby." It's far worse than the school computer room. It's called industrial decoration style at best, but it's just rough at worst.

"Crest Culture Media, oops, I get it."

Xiao Peng shouted, completely lacking the prudent style of those born in the 1970s.

The sudden visit of a great director like Du Qixi made him confused, but he quickly thought of one thing.

Crest Culture Media invested RMB 300 million in "Rock Husky".

When he saw this kind of news, he was envious for a long time. He never expected that this company would suddenly come to his door.

"Director Du, come and sit down. Do you want to smoke? Mosquito, hurry up and bring me a cigarette."

"Brother Peng, the last two were taken away by Brother Chang and Brother Zheng just now," a young-looking guy with a shaved head touched his head in embarrassment.

"Ahem, this is our special effects artist. Despite his young age, his level is definitely among the best in the country."

I can't even take out a cigarette. It's so embarrassing.

Du Qixi was shocked.

This group of people perfectly interpreted what it means to be miserable and set a new limit for him.

"Smoke!" He snapped his fingers, and the person behind him immediately took out two packs and put them in his hands. Du Qixi sighed and said, "I invite you to smoke, smoke as you like."

The group of people who were still working honestly at first swarmed over when they heard there was smoke here.

Many people who do this kind of late-night job are smokers.

Neither coffee nor cigarettes will really kill you.

Du Qixi threw the cigarette case on the table and pulled a piece of paper from the side.

The picture above is a little monk.

"This is what you drew? It's very cute. Where's the monkey?"

"Monkey, hurry up and find a picture of a monkey!"

Xiao Peng didn't know whether Du Qixi could make the decision, but he didn't want to let go of any life-saving straw.

The rent for this small shabby house is one thousand a month.

They soon ran out of rent.

In order to pay his salary, Xiao Peng borrowed money from everywhere, but it was easy to borrow and repay. In order to repay the money, he was not allowed to find some private work for the studio.

After taking on private work, the animated film "The Monkey Returns" was inevitably delayed.

There is no road ahead.