There was a moment of silence in the temporary office of the production team, and then everyone looked at the Little Taoist in front of them with different thoughts.
Seeing that Zhang Jizhong's face was unfriendly, Meng Fanyao acted as a vanguard: "Sensationalizing and misleading, Boss Lu, could it be that you are an actor?
Lu Kuan glanced at him indifferently, you really guessed right with that fart, recalling the years after graduation running around different production teams, my acting skills were also top-notch.
He then said loudly: "When luck doesn't come, it's sad, take the shot and lift the ladder, no insect wings in one tube, went up and can't come down."
"Just take it as me talking nonsense."
He then shook the Yin-Yang contracts in his hand: "I have signed these two forms and four copies of the contract, take them."
Meng Fanyao's expression froze, not knowing what hidden meaning he had.
But he figured a Taoist who was unfamiliar with worldly affairs couldn't possibly understand these tricks.
Even if he knew, so what?
Ju Jueliang's expression changed drastically when he saw Lu Kuan making a move to leave.
This Hong Kong Director understood some principles of Feng Shui and geomancy, and had just listened with great conviction.
But Zhang Jizhong's face was awkward. Although he had some doubts in his heart, he didn't hold out much hope for this overly young Little Taoist.
No hair on the mouth, unreliable in doing things!
Lu Kuan walked out leisurely, just as one foot stepped out of the office, he didn't expect to be grabbed tightly by Ju Jueliang!
"Lu Daoshi!" The Hong Kong Director, who was already convinced, looked at Zhang Jizhong with a bitter face again: "Director Zhang! Look at this..."
Ju Jueliang himself strongly believed in Feng Shui and metaphysics. Secondly, the production team had been plagued by constant trivial matters, causing delays in the schedule, and he, as the firefighter, would inevitably have to bear the blame.
He was anxious!
Fortunately, this Lu Daoshi was a kind person. Isn't a public relations company supposed to help those in need?
Lu Kuan turned back and looked around at everyone with a distant gaze, the meaning in his expression was very clear.
Do you really want me to speak?
Are you willing to swallow this straight bait of mine?
Zhang Jizhong looked at Ju Jueliang with helplessness. The light rain outside was continuous, so he decided to treat a dead horse as if it were alive.
"Lu Daoshi, why not give us a little more guidance?"
"If it's really beneficial, we are not stingy people either."
Hong Kong people are easier to fool, with the assists and hype delivered to the door, shouldn't we divide and win over the enemy?
He nodded kindly to Ju Jueliang: "Then I'll tell you more about things like the original hexagram and changing hexagram."
"Water without marsh is distress, water is below the marsh, the image of distress, for people there is litigation, for matters there is disharmony!"
"In short, Director Zhang should have a lawsuit on him recently."
"Also, I see that the production team's suspension today is not just because of this little rain! Where is Mr. Li Yapeng?"
As soon as he spoke, the entire room was shocked.
Everyone present, of course, knew about the production team's suspension. The matter of Li Yapeng hitting someone had not been completely resolved. The Yancheng merchant who was beaten stayed in the production team's hotel last night and refused to leave, insisting on an explanation, otherwise he would expose it to the media.
Just blackmailing for money.
Those who knew the inside story were limited to a few key members of the production team and parties involved like Zhou Xun. Information on the internet was not very developed in this era.
This young Taoist, who had only come by car from Mao Mountain, a hundred kilometers away, today, should not have had any possibility of knowing in advance.
"Nonsense! What lawsuit does Director Zhang have? Don't slander him maliciously!"
Meng Fanyao, eager to protect his master, was about to continue suppressing Lu Kuan's wild talk when he suddenly saw Zhang Jizhong shake his head at him without a word, and his heart was startled!
Big Beard knew his own difficulties.
He had fired Wang Rui before, and in order to promote the eagle shooting heroes, he had made wild claims in front of the media, saying it was because the former's skill was not enough.
As a result, this war of words led to the cancellation of the contract for Wang Rui's new drama "Love Proof of This Life," and the latter sued him in the Xicheng District People's Court in Beijing, demanding that Big Beard publicly apologize and compensate him 10,000 yuan for emotional damages.
He had just received the summons.
If the Little Taoist could have learned about Li Yapeng's matter from the driver or Zhou Xun whom he had just chatted with, the lawsuit had not yet been reported, and it was absolutely impossible for him to know about it.
Seeing the different expressions on their faces, Lu Kuan just stood there calmly with his hands behind his back.
The filming process of the eagle shooting heroes in his previous life was full of twists and turns. Not only that, but later there would also be the incident of Li Yapeng's injury, which was even more troublesome for the production team.
He also glanced at Zhou Xun, who was looking at him with bright eyes, and thought to himself that Guo Jing and Huang Rong should have already developed feelings for each other because of the play by this Time, but he felt sorry for the supermodel Qu Ying, who had helped her boyfriend get the role in the eagle shooting heroes.
Zhang Jizhong coughed lightly, looked at the production manager with a constipated expression, and was about to say a few words to smooth things over when he was interrupted by Ju Jueliang.
"Lu Daoshi, may I ask if there is any way to resolve this?"
He didn't want to follow in Wang Rui's footsteps. If things kept going on like this, he wouldn't be able to finish filming even in a few more months.
Lu Kuan calmly glanced at Meng Fanyao, his gaze falling precisely on the two Yin-Yang contracts that had just been signed, the meaning in his expression self-evident.
The few people in the room looked at each other, but with Zhou Xun and Jiang Qinqin present, they couldn't say much.
However, this Taoist, who didn't seem to care about worldly affairs, seemed to be quite extraordinary?
Meng Fanyao came back to his senses, looked at his leader inquiringly, and only when the latter nodded did he force himself to act calm and say: "Lu Daoshi, please go outside for some fresh air first, give us some Time to discuss."
"Okay!"
Lu Kuan flicked his long sleeves lightly and turned to leave the office.
Zhou Xun had long been on pins and needles, and quickly pulled Jiang Qinqin to follow him out.
"Hey, Little Taoist, you're good, did you know about Li Yapeng's matter beforehand?"
The three of them stood outside the office. The production team members were all hiding from the rain in the makeup room, so there was no one nearby to disturb their conversation.
Lu Kuan looked at the lady's cigarette handed to him by Zhou Xun in surprise, and blurted out with a wry smile: "Giving a cigarette to a Taoist, isn't that a bit reckless?"
Jiang Qinqin burst out laughing, and Zhou Xun lit one herself.
Most actresses of this era were open and casual. If they dared to do this in later generations, they would definitely be on the headlines the next day.
However, seeing a Huang Rong in ancient costume in front of him squinting her eyes and exhaling smoke from her nostrils, it really had a somewhat magical quality.
Zhou Xun's lips curved: "I see you have some skill, how about you be my personal consultant from now on, I'll pay you a salary."
She had seen Zhang Jizhong's astonishment just now, and it was clear that the Little Taoist had hit the mark.
She had just finished filming Lou Ye's "Suzhou River" last year and won Best Actress at the Paris International Film Festival, and then gained prominence with "Palace of Desire", so she was a small rich woman.
"Hehe, no need, I always sell myself, not my skills."
"Then you just..."
Jiang Qinqin only reacted halfway through speaking, covering her mouth and snickering: "Zhou Xun, don't look at how young he is, I think he's probably dated quite a few girlfriends, where does he look like a monk?"
Zhou Xun had never seen a Taoist like this either. The key was how he managed to talk flirtatiously with a righteous face, he was truly interesting.
Looks are justice. Even talking dirty can be seen as charming. Boss Lu, who ran a public relations company in his previous life, was all too familiar with this process.
Zhou Xun smiled: "Then Director Meng has found the right person. Not to mention being a religious consultant, it's more than enough to make a cameo appearance in the show."
Lu Kuan smiled and didn't say anything, thoughtfully flicking his sleeve to block the rain that suddenly slid down from the roof for them.
Jiang Qinqin looked at the Little Taoist, who was like an orchid and a jade tree, with flickering eyes. The misty water vapor from the light rain on the heavenly street enveloped him, making her look at him in a daze for a moment.
The Little Taoist focused his mind and thought quietly, wondering how the people in the room were considering it.
With his profound and mysterious jargon, plus the information gap of a transmigrator from a later generation, it shouldn't be difficult to bluff them. It just depends on what kind of fish he can catch.
After all, his penniless economic situation still needed to be improved.
While these three were laughing and talking, the three people in the room were secretly plotting how to deal with this ignorant Little Taoist.
Zhang Jizhong slightly turned his head to let the production manager light his cigarette for him, and gently exhaled a puff of smoke: "Little Meng, what do you think about this matter?"
Meng Fanyao didn't dare to assert that Lu Kuan was a fake Taoist at this point, after all, the facts just now were before his eyes, and his judgment was too accurate.
But looking at the two signed contracts, to give up the 250,000 yuan kickback he had already received, he was truly unwilling.
For some people, not getting enough advantage is much more uncomfortable than suffering a loss!
Meng Fanyao was an old producer, well-versed in the dirty business of the production team, and suddenly had an inspired idea.
