Entertainment: from Dragons to God-level Superstars

"Why did you think of opening a restaurant?" Song Cur'er was very surprised.

Mu Han glanced at Song Cur'er with disgust in his eyes: "Of course the purpose of doing business is to make money, please don't ask such naive questions in the future."

"How much money does it take to open a small restaurant?"

Song Cur'er was made to roll her beautiful eyes by Mu Han's disgusted look, and said in a very dissatisfied tone.

"No matter how small a mosquito's legs are, it's still meat." Mu Han said, "I don't want to cook in the future, so I can eat at our own restaurant, which can save me a lot of money."

Song Curser: "..."

Even Li Lu next to him said, "..."

At this moment, the corners of his mouth kept twitching.

Mu Han's aloof image instantly fell from the sky to the ground, smashing into pieces.

In Li Lu's mind, Mu Han is now a high-ranking male god.

Handsome, temperamental, rich, living in a big villa, driving a Mercedes-Benz big G!

but now…

……

Crew.

"This is a broken script..."

"Have the brains of these screenwriters been kicked by donkeys..."

"How can such a bad plot make a good movie..."

"No, no, not all, rewrite, rewrite everything for me..."

Director Wang was very angry and threw the scripts on the ground one by one.

The whole person is in the mood of going berserk...

He was in a bad mood.

Now that there is such a good actor as Mu Han, he is just able to spare his time and make a high-quality drama.

For this reason, Director Wang rushed to find a screenwriter and work on the script...

but.

result.

Several scripts have been produced, but none of them can satisfy Director Wang.

As time was wasted like this, Teacher Wang was anxious and angry.

The assistant director smiled bitterly.

"Director Wang, there is nothing you can do if you are in a hurry. Time is too tight. A good script cannot be produced in a short time..."

"I don't care, I don't care..."

Director Wang couldn't control his emotions at all: "Let a few screenwriters hurry up and don't sleep at night. You have to come up with a script that I am satisfied with..."

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll urge, I'll urge..."

The assistant director didn't dare to play bad luck in front of Director Wang, so he hurriedly slipped away.

"Alas!" Director Wang sat on the sofa extremely depressed, depressed, and kept thinking...

"I don't have a good script, what should I do... little brother Mu Han is still waiting..."

"According to this situation, let alone two or three days, it means that a good script cannot be produced in a week, or it will take longer..."

"Hey... what should I do about this? Do you want to tell little brother Mu Han about this situation?"

Director Wang... pondered and struggled.

Finally, more than 10 minutes later.

Director Wang picked up his mobile phone and called Mu Han.

Inside the big villa.

While drinking a cup of tea, Mu Han pressed the answer button: "Director Wang..."

"Little brother…"

Director Wang's voice came from the phone: "I have something to tell you, but it's hard for me to say it."

"Oh?"

Mu Han was a little surprised, what made Director Wang hard to say, and asked, "Director Wang, what can you tell me?"

"Little brother, I told you that the filming will start in two or three days. However, because the time is too tight, the scripts of several scriptwriters are not good enough, so the filming time will be delayed..."

Mu Han frowned, and asked again: "Director Wang, how long is the delay?"

What Mu Han is more worried about is that if there is no filming, he will not be able to check in, and there will be no rewards.

"Four or five days or a week." Director Wang was very embarrassed: "Or longer..."