non-famous actor

Chapter 282 Chapter 278
"Can you tell me the purpose of your visit today?"

After making the barley tea, put it on the table next to Sun Hao, and the old tailor took advantage of the opportunity and sat down by the stove.

Sun Hao smiled and didn't say anything, but pointed to the old tailor's trouser pocket with his finger.

At this time, the old tailor smiled.

He took out a voice recorder from his trouser pocket, and threw it into the stove, instantly smelling of burnt plastic.

But Sun Hao still didn't speak, and pointed to his shirt again.

"Ha ha…"

Now, the old tailor laughed even louder. While shaking his head, he took out a recording pen with the same shape from his jacket pocket and threw it into the stove.

"It's mainly because of my professional habits over the years, I always like to leave some evidence when a guest comes to the door, so as to save it from being difficult to get the account when the time comes.

However, I have to say that your eyes are really poisonous as a film director. I feel that my hands are fast enough, but I didn't expect to be discovered by you. Tell me, why did you come to me this time? "

"First, thank you. You were able to pull out a parade of more than [-] people for four days and send it back safely. I have to admire your organizational skills."

"Hmm..." The old tailor nodded.

"It's mainly because I'm used to it. In South Korea, even if the garlic sprouts from the peasants, they can organize a parade of 2 people and ask the government to give them some subsidies."

"Second, I still need your help with a little matter." Sun Hao said, then took out three photos from his pocket and put them on the table one by one.

"This is from mainland China, surnamed Ma; this is from Taiwan, Taiwan, surnamed Cai; and this person's identity is more complicated. According to him, his ancestral home is Fujian, and his parents are from Daegu, South Korea, and he is now in Japan. I live here, my surname is Sun..."

However, before Sun Hao finished speaking, the old tailor who glanced at the photo was very happy.

"Isn't this the chairman of Japan's Softbank?

Come on, what do you want us to do? "

"Today is October 10st, and November 31st is tomorrow. They will have a meeting in Tokyo. The place and time of the meeting are unknown, but I hope you can help me stop them."

"Oh, is it involved in investment?" The old tailor's mind turned quickly, and he really deserved to be the most famous political broker in South Korea.

"I'm your client and I have my own privacy needs. Just ask if you can take this job?" Sun Hao took a sip of barley tea and stood up.

"Haha, I'm sorry, I'm getting older, and my curiosity has suddenly increased." The old tailor apologized with a smile, asked Sun Hao to wait, and then went to the next room to make a phone call.

It didn't take long, in about 5 minutes, he turned out from the next room.

"It is possible, but the price is high for a small job. If we help you stop them for one day, it will cost 8000 million won, and the maximum time will not exceed two days."

"OK, deal!"

Sun Hao stretched out his hand towards him.

"It's still the same as last time. The Lisboa Hotel in Macau took the bill, and the payment is done!"

.........

Coming out of the tailor shop, Sun Hao felt relaxed.

Send a text message to Li Xue who is far away in Tokyo, telling her to always pay attention to the movements of Masayoshi Son of SoftBank, if she has a chance, she will do it, and if she doesn't have a chance, forget it.

Because there is an old saying in China, do your best and obey the destiny!
As long as you try your best.

Originally, he wanted to go back to the hotel directly, but when he thought that Zeng Li, Hu Jing, Yuan Quan, and Qin Hailu were blowing sand in the northwest of the motherland at the moment, the unbearable Sun Hao decided to buy some high-end cosmetics here for Han Shanye to bring back to the capital, and then Send them over.

Masks, sunscreens, hand creams, foundations…

As long as Sun Hao can think of it, he will give them all a set. Anyway, he doesn't spend his own money, so he can directly report it to the investment of the TV series "Mountain and Sea Love".

However, Sun Hao was buying it when he heard someone behind him laugh out loud.

Turning around, he saw a pretty young woman in a camel coat, blue jeans, and black Martin boots standing behind him.

"Haha... do you understand?

How can you buy cosmetics for girls like this?
Come, come, let me help you choose! "

Meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign country is a happy event in life, but Sun Hao standing in the shop has no joy on his face.

"Zhang Ziyi, are you following me?"

"No, no!" Seeing Sun Hao's face changed, Zhang Ziyi immediately waved his hand.

"Then how do you know I'm in Myeongdong?"

"Brother Qin said." Zhang Ziyi raised his phone, and then pointed at Qin Chuan who was on the street with an innocent face.

"Haozi, when I attended the premiere of "My Father and Mother" a few days ago, I saw Brother Qin following you all the time, so I knew he was your bodyguard, so I left his phone number."

After explaining, Zhang Ziyi stuck out his tongue, then quickly bowed his head and helped Sun Hao choose cosmetics in the store.

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At seven o'clock in the evening, Hong Kong Island, in front of a cinema in Yau Ma Tei.

Huo Wenxi was wearing a baseball cap and was wandering on the steps by the side of the road. Pedestrians passed by in a hurry without even looking at her.

Therefore, Huo Wenxi didn't wear a hat to hide her identity, but simply wanted to wear it.

Some people say that Hong Kong Island has more people in the entertainment industry than Sister Feng, not to mention that you are only a manager, and you are not considered a celebrity. So what if all the artists under your hand are handsome men and beautiful women. The stars that fans like are not the managers of stars. .

"Hi, Miss Mani!"

Huo Wenxi watched a boy get off the sports car from afar, wearing sunglasses, and waved to him.

"Sorry, something happened just now!" the boy said coolly.

"It's okay, let's go in quickly, the movie will start soon." Seeing the boy approaching, Huo Wenxi naturally grabbed his arm.

"What movie to watch?"

The boy was not in a hurry to go in, but stood at the entrance of the theater and looked around, as if he was looking for something.

"Don't look for it."

Huo Wenxi tugged the boy hard, as if she knew what he was thinking.

"Ting Feng, you don't know yet, do you?

Most of the paparazzi on Hong Kong Island have gone to South Korea. One is to report on the movie "Train to Busan" protest march, and the other is to hear that Li Jiaxin went to Seoul to find Sun Hao. They all want to get the exclusive news. "

"Oh…"

The boy responded with a little disappointment in his tone.

"Sister Mani, then... what movie shall we watch?"

""Travel to Busan", Hong Kong Island will be showing three hours in advance. This is the first show. If I didn't know the theater manager well, we would never be able to buy movie tickets." Huo Wenxi put her left hand into her pocket and took out two tickets. The movie ticket was raised, with a lovely expression on his face.

"Can I not go?"

"What do you say?"

The screening hall is not big, with more than 100 seats, but there are many people, even there are more than a dozen spectators standing in the aisle.

As soon as Huo Wenxi and Xie Tingfeng sat down, the lights in the auditorium dimmed.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed on the screen, a huge ax split from the middle of the screen, and the darkness spread around, and the eight Chinese characters of [What a big film and television company] ranged from small to large, and then covered the entire screen.

A blue truck passed the toll booth for inspection, and there were two staff members in chemical protective suits spraying chemicals inside.

The sky is gray!

"Are we going to catch the pig again and bury it alive?" The driver of the blue truck poked his head out of the car, complaining non-stop.

.........

"Haha... Sun Hao!"

Seeing the driver appearing on the screen, many people in the screening hall laughed out loud.

(End of this chapter)