The market is too big, so I can't help but take care of my family.

Money needs to be made, ghosts need to be caught, and food needs to be eaten.

But who gave you so much work?

Qin Kun was serious, so when he came to the old house in Kuishan, he was scolded by Jing Sansheng.

"Qin Heigou, you are so lard that you are so confused!!! Are we still short of that little money?"

"Not lacking, but lacking fame!"

"The fictional reputation in the world is not worth mentioning!"

"Jing Laohu, it's useless to make you famous in China. Overseas, do you understand? I have been to Southeast Asia, Europe, Japan, and in the life and death path over there, some small shrimps will speak loudly!"

Jing Laohu was furious: "Seeking fame! Is China wronged you?"

Qin Kun rolled up his sleeves and said, "You know I didn't mean that! But you didn't move your head and think about it. Why do people dare to come to your territory? Isn't it because they don't know your ability?"

"Hmph! Absurd! No matter how you beat them up!"

“What about the price?”

"What do you want? Do you want those barbarians to respect you? Are you childish?"

"I don't want to, I just want them to be afraid of me! Compared to the nickname of tiger, you are more like a hedgehog and will only be beaten passively!"

Li Chong blinked and looked at each other with his wife Chai Ziyue.

The junior sister Su Lin came over with her hands in her pocket and said curiously: "Senior brother, what are Qin Kun and his master arguing?"

Li Chong answered truthfully, and Su Lin remained silent.

Li Chong licked his teeth with cigarette stains and smiled, "I think Qin Heigou's advice is good. I don't like others coming to my territory to play wildly. I can tolerate it, but it doesn't mean we can't go to other people's territory to show off our power."

Su Lin frowned and said, "Senior Brother, the situation in life and death has finally eased over the past few decades, but we went to other people's territory and went wild. What should we do if others come to us again?"

Chai Ziyue said lightly: "Even if we don't go, someone will come to cause trouble in the future. There are seniors who guard China and stabilize the rear. Why don't we go to other people's territory to show off our abilities? I've heard about the magical skills of European soul masters for a long time, but I have thought of two tricks."

Behind him, Ge Zhan walked over.

The old man was very excited today. He didn't sit in a wheelchair and walked over with his hands behind his back and smiled: "Kun's suggestion is good, I agree! But he was talking about making movies. Don't think so much about it. There is a conflict that will happen later."

Jing Sansheng turned his head and said worriedly, "But uncle... will cause trouble..."

Ge Zhan nodded: "Sansheng, you are very good at taking the overall situation into consideration. But you can't ask everyone to take the overall situation into consideration. Some clowns in the jumping beams don't teach a lesson, and don't know what kind of movies are made. Do you want me to call those old guys here and make a place for you?"

With Ge Zhan's words, Qin Kun was satisfied and smiled: "Okay. As long as you agree, I'll pay me!"

Qin Kun said his thoughts, and Ge Zhan laughed after hearing this: "You also know that I used to serve as a chief bodyguard in the army. After Yang Shen arranged this for me, I kept resisting it, but later I found that they are worthy of my protection, especially when facing those barbarians, there should be no distinction between the world and the temple. Since they are mainly engaged in overseas markets, let it go! I cannot guarantee that everyone will support it, but I put it here and I promise that no one will object!"

Ge Zhan's age has become the Dinghai Sword Needle.

The old man is old, and his words are the rules of life and death. This is not power, but a kind of respect for the younger generation.

The most difficult level is passed, and the next step is much simpler.

After making an appointment, I met with Director Zhang Ping.

Director Zhang Ping has been much more vicissitudes than when he met in Europe last time. A man in his 30s has a white hair and beard. If he remembers correctly last time, he was casting the role of "Urban Exorcist", but unfortunately he suffered a box office.

This time Zhang Ping was more cautious and was even more polite when he saw Qin Kun.

Because Zhang Ping knew that the reason why he became famous was because this young man made a guest appearance in his movie, and his acting skills were not as good as real as he did!

"Qin...Mr. Qin, this is the script. Do you want to read it?"

At the Ghost Hunting Inn, Qin Kun sat on a tiger-skin chair and looked through the script.

The script is different from the format, and it is written in scene-based text, not full. Qin Kun flipped through a few pages and put it down, saying, "Director Zhang, I am an amateur. Now I want to make sure something with you."

"What kind of movie do you want to make?"

Zhang Ping was stunned.

Countless gorgeous words and ambitions flashed through my mind and turned into dry words: "What others remember."

Qin Kun nodded: "Wang Qian mentioned to me that 3,000 investment is a lot, but not much."

Zhang Ping bit his lip and felt particularly unconfident: "The investment I brought in is only so much at most."

"What about the investors' requirements?"

"Arranging three actors he wants to promote."

"How about the three actors?"

“…”

Qin Kun handed over a cigarette: "Is it difficult to make a profit?"

Director Zhang was like a person who fell into the water. He immediately grabbed the driftwood when he heard this: "It's not difficult or difficult! As long as the production of movies with niche themes is attentive, the effect of making small and big will be achieved!"

Qin Kun said: "If these three actors were not needed, would investors still invest?"

Director Zhang smiled stiffly: "Yes, they are all friends who are in love, and 500 can still be taken out..."

At the door of the shop, a Mercedes-Benz business stopped. A man walked out of the car, holding his daughter, next to him was a beautiful wife. Behind him was a man and a woman. The man was Han Yao, the true teaching of the family sacrifice, and the woman was Han Yao's girlfriend, Tu Xuanxuan.

"Qin Kun, what's the matter to me?"

Prince Linjiang was divided into three levels, Tu Yong was the first level, and the others were the third level.

The only aristocratic family in Linjiang City, the Tu family.

Tu Yong is here and takes his family with him.

Tu Yong was particularly unhappy when he saw Qin Kun. This person often evoked bad memories. For example, his bodyguard was killed by him in person, such as being locked up in Kanagawa Demon Sword Museum in Japan, and his wife and daughter were kidnapped near the old gas station in Linjiang City.

But Tu Yong knew that Qin Kun was a capable person, and such people generally played the role of being a noble person.

Annoying, but indispensable.

The little girl was very cute and had a good tutor. She called out "Hello Uncle Qin" in a coquettish way, and sat peacefully on Tu Yong's lap.

Qin Kun touched the little girl's head and handed over a piece of jade.

"So cute, what's your name?"

"My name is Rongrong..."

The little girl looked at Qin Kun handing over a piece of bright red jade. She liked it very much, but was embarrassed to accept it, and looked at her father with a gaze.

Tu Yong pinched it and looked at it, and smiled and said, "Blood Lama."

Qin Kun smiled. People with insight are different. Tibetan blood jade is rumored to be stuffed into the throat after death and infected with blood. It is extremely evil. But the blood lama is a rare treasure jade that can expel evil and protect the body.

Tu Yong could see the origin of this thing at a glance, but he was disrespectful to accept it and immediately hung it on his daughter's neck.

"Rongrong, what should I say?"

"Thank you uncle..."

Tu Yong sat on the chair and saw that there was a little more change in Qin Kun’s shop, and said, “You will not look for me as a vulgar person if you have nothing to do. Tell me, what do you do?”

“Get investment.”

"Oh." Tu Yong replied indifferently, "How much is it."

“3000.”

Tu Yong nodded: "Reward."

Qin Kun looked at Director Zhang Ping, and Director Zhang Ping was shocked. Who is this guy? 3,000, without blinking? He was asking about the profit, but when he heard that he didn't seem to care about the profit at all.

Director Zhang Ping swallowed, not knowing what he was talking about, but in short, he said it all.

Tu Yong understood: "In other words, are unsure of the returns?"

Qin Kun said: "Yes."

"I understand. I've made a movie, I haven't tried it before, and I've thought it's back to you. Little sister, brother-in-law, do you want to make a guest appearance?"

Han Yao grinned: "Brother-in-law, I am one of the leading actors."

Tu Xuanxuan stuck out her tongue: "Brother Qin sent me a message and agreed at that time."

Tu Yong sprayed out a mouthful of tea and turned his head and said, "Well, you are waiting for me to invest?"

The room was smiling with bad intentions, and Tu Yong sighed, he was indeed more suitable for being a sucker.

The beautiful wife was angry: "Xuanxuan, how could she help others hide it from your brother-in-law?"

Tu Yong narrowed his eyes and cursed: "Did you let me interrupt? Qin Kun saved your life!"

"I know... I didn't say Mr. Qin is not, I just talk about my little sister..."

The beautiful wife was very aggrieved, and Tu Yong interrupted with a cold snorting: "This director, you just said that you are focusing on overseas. Do you have any publicity channels?"

Zhang Ping was embarrassed, there were, but it was the way he looked for by an investor. Now that all three actors have been pushed, how could he still help him?

“At present…probably not…”

Zhang Ping explained, and Tu Yong said: "Leave the matter to me. The publicity fee must be deducted from the box office revenue. Is there any problem?"

Zhang Ping was stunned: "It's gone."
Chapter completed!