"Chen Zhao, he was forced to rely on his relatives' souls in his body by using his bloodline fusion magic."

"Can you pull these three souls out?"

"These three souls must be his closest relatives. I can pull out their souls, but they will also kill these three souls. Are you sure you want me to do this?" Lao Hei asked.

Movich Tutas looked at Chen Zhao anxiously: "Chen, you have a solution, right?"

Chen Zhao looked at Movich. Tutas: "Tutas, look at these three faces, do you think they look familiar?"

"What's familiar? What are you talking about?"

"Did you not even observe these three faces seriously?"

"I'm scared to death when I see them, and I still observe them, and every time they appear, they will scream in my ears."

"Pick up your clothes... slow down... they may not wake up." Chen Zhao was still in fear.

Movich Tutas slowly lifted his clothes up, revealing the three terrifying faces.

Chen Zhao stretched out his hand and rubbed his skin on Movich Tutas' chest, slowly revealing a woman's face.

Movich Tutas exclaimed: "Mom?"

"Is she your mother?"

"I...I...I don't know..."

Movich Tutas never thought that this strange face would be his mother.

"What about this face?"

"He is my father..."

"Where is this face?"

"My grandma...I was raised by grandma."

"This is the case now. Someone put them in your body and I can get them out, but they will kill them."

"But... they are dead, aren't they?"

"Yeah, die again."

"What do you think you should do?"

"Don't ask me, what are you going to do?"

"There's no other way?"

"I don't know, this is the first time I've encountered this situation, and I need to study it."

"You must think of a solution."

"I try my best."

"This is a medical fee, you will collect it."

Movich Tutasse gave Chen Zhao a check, $200,000.

Chen Zhao pushed out the check: "The problem has not been solved yet, I won't charge you."

"You collect it, even if it's a deposit." Movich Tutas was originally in despair, but now he finally sees hope.

He was worried that Chen Zhao would never come back when he left.

Perhaps only when Chen Zhao accepts the money can he feel at ease.

"Are you rich?"

Chen Zhao saw that Movich and Tutas lived in an average environment, but he gave him a check of 200,000 US dollars and used this as a deposit.

"This is my grandmother's house. I came here to avoid the eyes of the servants at home."

"I won't collect the money for now, and I'll talk about it until I have a way to cure you."

"Then you leave me a phone number." Movich Tutas said uneasy.

Chen Zhao left a phone number to Movich Tutas and left.

Chen Zhao could even feel the sad and helpless look when he walked out of the house, hoping that he would return.

After Chen Zhao left Movich Tutas's house, he ran to Ethan for lunch.

"Chen, how is the matter going?"

"That customer's condition is a bit complicated and cannot be cured for the time being." Chen Zhao said helplessly.

Ethan sniffed twice, a pity.

"But there is still a chance. I'll study it. It seems that he just used $200,000 as a deposit."

When Ethan heard Chen Zhao's words, he looked surprised: "Really?"

"Anyway, no matter how small it is, it will not be less than 200,000 US dollars, as long as I can cure his illness."

"Then what are you waiting for? Find a way quickly."

"I'm hungry, get me some food first."

"I think you're here to eat." Ethan was very upset and threw a packaged sandwich to Chen Zhao, and Chen Zhao took a can of Coke himself.

At this time, Chen Zhao received a call from Steven.

"Chan, do you have time?"

"What, is it because of your physical discomfort?"

"No, I just want to have a meal with you."

"Okay, where can I find you?"

“The twenty-third floor of Yinsong Building.”

"I'll go there now."

Chen Zhao arrived at the 23rd floor of Yinsong Building, turned left after exiting the elevator and saw a restaurant. There were two men in black standing at the entrance of the restaurant, and the restaurant was empty.

Chen Zhao called Steven: "Steven, I'm at the door."

One of the men in black brought headsets, as if they had received the message, came forward and asked, "Is it Mr. Chen?"

"Yeah, I'm."

"Please come in, Mr. Steven is waiting for you inside."

When Chen Zhao entered the restaurant, he saw that Steven was the only one sitting in front of the table by the window.

Chen Zhao walked forward, and Steven called the waiter and said, "It's time to serve the food."

"Chan, I took the script about you and your friends from PLM."

"Hmm? Why? I'm going to find me to play a role." Chen Zhao didn't believe this.

After all, he is a yellow-skinned person, and skin tone is an important indicator in the United States, especially in the film industry.

It is almost no yellow-like man's turn to take on the main character, and as far as Chen Zhao knows, the first version of the script has been released in the copyright he sold, and Chen Zhao has become a secondary character in the script.

Of course, Chen Zhao had no objection to this, after all, they bought copyrights to make money.

If you have to make a protagonist with the same skin color as yours, and then the box office of the movie is a disaster, that is to harm others and yourself.

"If you really want to play, of course I don't mind." Steven said with a smile.

"Okay, you'd better tell me directly, what do you want to do with me?"

"I want to lend your Amon to use it, when shooting."

"This..." Chen Zhao thought, with Amon's lazy personality, could he stand filming a movie?

Will this make things too difficult for him?

"I pay, and I give the highest pay for the animal actors in Hollywood."

"CG in Hollywood should be very realistic now, right?"

"Do you know how much it costs to produce CG in one minute? In Hollywood, as long as the time and shooting cost of most videos are not higher than CG, then they will never use CG. No matter how realistic CG is, it is impossible to compare with real objects." Steven said.

Chen Zhao thought for a while: "What's the specific price?"

"I want to know how much Amon can cooperate," Steven asked.

"As long as you don't let it do anything beyond its ability, the premise is that I'm present. If you want Amon to fly up, you should also find a helicopter."

"That is, as long as you are present, you can order it to do anything, right?"

"So that's it."

"Then I'll give you a salary of $15,000 per hour."

“How long does it take to shoot?”

"It takes about three to four days, about thirty hours to shoot." Steven said: "The specific shooting progress depends on the actual effect."

“Can you still raise the price?”

"Chan...I'm just a director, not an investor." Steven said with a wry smile.

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