Chapter 621 Han Yiming's Phone

Gong Nanbei talked to Er Lao about the thoughts of other actors, almost all of them were from the Army Art Troupe.

The two elders are relatively familiar with these actors, and they all agree with the roles assigned to them by Gong Nanbei.

After saying this, Gong Nanbei began to ask about the producer.

Hearing the words, Mr. Hu said: "The choice of the producer has not been decided yet, we have to wait for two more days, but the above attaches great importance to this film, the people who shoot it should be good, have you decided where to shoot the film? "

"Lop Nor!"

"Live action?"

"Yes, this is more real!"

"Well, I will contact the local when they cooperate with you"

When Gong Nanbei heard the words, he showed his little white teeth and said with a smile: "That, Mr. Hu, I plan to make the scene bigger this time! 50 million investment"

"Stop! Everything else is easy to say! There is absolutely no need for money!"

Before Gong Nanbei finished speaking, Hu Lao interrupted him directly.

Gong Nanbei: "."

Wang Wangjiao: "."

The atmosphere was a little embarrassing for a while, and Mr. Hai coughed lightly: "As for the money, it really can't be more."

Gong Nanbei waved his hands again and again: "I'm not asking for money, I just want to ask if I can send more soldiers to help like last time."

Hu Lao heard the words with relief and said: "Hey, of course this is no problem, how many people are needed?"

"It's about 3,000 people. It's best to be an engineer. Shooting in Lop Nur requires some props and facilities, such as atomic bomb towers, bases, etc. If we build these ourselves, we can save a lot of money."

Mr. Hu nodded lightly, but Mr. Hai frowned. Three thousand people were a bit too many, and the daily food, drink and Lhasa of these people was not a small sum.

Gong Nanbei just didn't see it. If he doesn't seek convenience for himself at this time, when will he fight for it?

"And these 3,000 people, preferably the old and the old, the small, the height, the short, the fat and the thin are different, so that they have the sense of the age"

Hu Lao nodded again, this is simpler.

"And then there are armored vehicles, helicopters, tanks, etc., all of which are old models of that era. Just come with ten or eight."

When Mr. Hu heard the words, his face turned dark, and he waved his hand directly: "That's impossible! Fortunately, modern tanks are really rare. Helicopters are really rare. I can guarantee you four tanks and one helicopter at most!"

"What about the armored car?"

"This one is better"

"Then I want a hundred armored vehicles!"

"Do you think you are a big radish? Open your mouth and ask for a hundred cars?"

"The fifty!"

"Ten!"

"Thirty cars!"

"Twenty!"

"make a deal!"

Gong Nanbei clenched his fist with his right hand, imitating the appearance of an auction hammer, and knocked a small volley in front of him.

Hu Laohai looked at each other and laughed loudly.

Gong Nanbei followed Er Lao and chatted for a while before opening his mouth: "We plan to go to Lop Nur town in the near future. First, we will go to see the local scenery and choose a shooting location. As for the actors, I would like to ask you Er Lao to help you, director and photographer. The group will move in in June!"

Hu Lao nodded with a smile: "No problem, let's negotiate about the actors."

"Those thanks in advance, Er Lao"

"Hahaha"

"Ha ha"

After chatting for ten minutes again, Gong Nanbei and Wang Wangjiao said goodbye and left.

After waiting for the two of them to walk away, Hu Lao turned back and said, "Look, this kid is a good man. He knows that he will leave us some characters to sell favors."

Hai Lao nodded, and then sighed: "If it was Fengtian, Dong Tiansheng would like to arrange everyone to be his Fengtian person, why would he think of giving soup to the art troupe?"

Hu Lao also sighed and said, "It's not all Xiao Dong's fault. It's not easy for him to manage such a big family business."

"It's true"

The two went out and got into the car, heading towards the palace.

"When are we leaving?"

Just as the car started, Wang Mong Kok asked.

"I'll just go with Wei Shu and the others. I have other tasks for you this time."

Wang Wangjiao looked at Gong Nanbei a little puzzled after hearing this, Gong Nanbei yawned and said, "The Martian can start preparations now! You can follow the props and professional knowledge. The actors choose ten in our studio. Just come out individually, and I will arrange the rest.”

"Well, then I will go to urge the drawing of props in the afternoon?"

"Okay, the sooner these things are done, the better. In addition, let me know after the actors are settled. I will arrange roles for them, give them a script, and let them enter the state as soon as possible."

"Okay, then I'll start in the afternoon"

Wang Mong Kok agreed very happily. The two dramas "Born from the Sky" and "The Martian" are very important!

The former represents the qualifications of the North and South Studio, and the latter has poured all the funds of the North and South Studio!

While the two were talking, Gong Nanbei's phone suddenly rang.

There are not many people who know his phone number. Usually, everyone contacts him through Wang Wangjiao for anything. Now they call him directly. Is there any urgency?

Gong Nanbei picked up the phone and looked at it, and the note was Han Yiming.

"Hey, Brother Han"

"Xiao Bei, where are you?"

"What happened in Yanjing, Brother Han?"

"Nothing, come out for a drink?"

Gong Nanbei was stunned for a moment, clearly aware that the other party's tone was not quite right.

"Okay, where are you? I'll go over right away"

“Building Street, Old Time Restaurant”

"Okay, I'll go right now"

Gong Nanbei agreed and hung up the phone, saying to Wei Shu, "Wei Shu, go to the old days of building the street"

"Hey"

Wei Shu agreed, turned on the navigation, and walked towards Jianshe Street.

Wang Wangjiao on the side did not say a word, frowning in thought.

Gong Nanbei didn't speak, he was also thinking about what happened just now. Han Yiming knew that he didn't drink, so why would he suddenly call him to drink? And his tone just now was not quite right, it was quite depressing, who could be angry with him, the king of Shanlan?

"I heard a grapevine in the past two days"

Wang Wangjiao suddenly spoke, Gong Nanbei was startled, turned to look at him, and waited for him to continue speaking.

"Shanlan has a very popular singer in the past two years, called Wang Yilin, known as the Prince of Love Songs! The momentum has been very strong in the past two years, and the popularity is also high. I heard that Shanlan intends to promote him to the top."

Gong Nanbei frowned upon hearing this, superior? King?

Wang Wangjiao continued: "Shan Lan means that he wants him to take Han Yiming's place."

Gong Nanbei frowned and said, "Don't Shanlan have three heavenly kings? Han Tianwang is in full swing, why should he be replaced?"

Wang Wangjiao shook his head and said, "I don't know. It's just a gossip. It's hard to tell if it's true or not."

Gong Nanbei is still frowning, there is no wind and no waves!

If there is no wind, how can such gossip appear for no reason? Coupled with the tone of Han Yiming's phone call before, Gong Nanbei felt that this matter was very likely to be true!

Wang Wangjiao's eyes brightened slightly and said: "The other two kings of Shanlan are film and television kings, and Wang Yilin can't use the resources, if this matter is true."

After a slight pause, his eyes lit up and said, "This is our chance!"