The real daughter, Xiaotaotie, became popular in the entertainment industry

Chapter 1369
The prop man trotted to get the bag, trotted back, panted and took out the checkbook from the bag.

He made up his mind to play handsome once, and the way he threw the check must be cool!
"He actually took out the checkbook!"

"Maybe... just props."

"That's right, he's just making props."

"Haha, just say that he is a fake professional."

The prop master was furious, and stared angrily: "Hey, hey, look carefully with your eyes wide open, this is a real check!"

"Oh oh, really, really."

"Yes, yes, it is true if you say it is true."

Their attitude was casual and perfunctory, which made the prop master even more angry, "Go, go to the bank now, if you don't see the check for cash with your own eyes, you will definitely not believe it, I want you to open your eyes and see for yourself!"

The editor and director just sent Boss Li away, caught up with this good show, and asked in doubt: "What's the matter? Why is he so angry with you?"

"He said he was going to invest."

"He said the checkbook he was holding was real."

"He said that he would go to the bank with the props and check book to exchange for cash."

After everyone explained, the director finally figured it out.

The choreographer looked at the prop master suspiciously, and glanced at his paint-stained clothes and boots.

Recalling that when everyone was eating takeaway at the table at noon, the prop master took out a large thermos cup from his bag and poured out rotten green noodles.

The director really couldn't believe that this slovenly, frugal guy was an invisible rich man.

The director smiled awkwardly, and patted the prop master on the shoulder, "Don't worry, my villa is sold, and the money is enough."

Props master: "..." What should I do, I'm even more angry!
The prop master grabbed the hand that was patted on his shoulder by the choreographer and director, and walked out holding the choreographer's hand, "Go to the bank, go now! I want to give you money!"

Everyone followed with the mood of eating melons.

……

Walking out of the bank, the director was still in a daze.

The think tanks behind the choreographer were all unbelievable and suspicious of life.

The prop master put his hands on his hips, and looked proud, "I'm not lying to you, I'm very rich, isn't it 3000 million! The director doesn't have to sell the house anymore. Boss Li is gone, so I'll make up for it!"

"How could you be an invisible rich man?" the director asked in a daze.

The prop master straightened his back: "I usually keep a low profile."

"You are so rich, why do you pretend to be poor?"

"Yeah, why pretend to be poor!"

"If I knew you were so rich, I would have hugged my thigh earlier!"

"Yeah, why are you eating green vegetable noodles so bitterly?"

"You can't change the name brand or something like this?"

The prop master had an inscrutable look: "Don't underestimate my clothes, but they are customized according to my figure and have a unique style. Don't you think the logo printed on the clothes is very low? It's not a walking billboard, What's the point of always wearing branded clothes, I specifically told them not to."

"So..." The director looked him up and down, "Your outfit is actually a famous brand?"

"Hmm!" The prop master glanced at the choreographer's shoes, "Our shoes are a brand."

Director: "..."

This is the most expensive leather shoe in his shoe cabinet!

"I still want to sell the villa."

Everyone was surprised, the prop master was extremely puzzled, and his eyes were worried, "Director, you are not sick, you have enough money, why sell a house?"

"Your 3000 million is to make up for Boss Li's investment. I want to add another investment. I want to contribute to my program."

"What if you lose money? You don't even have a house." The assistant director tried to persuade him.

The director's eyes were extremely bright: "I can make up my mind, and there is another reason."

Everyone asked in unison, "What's the reason?"

(End of this chapter)