It was a false alarm.

Everyone in the crew breathed a sigh of relief.

His admiration for Tang Bao was like a torrent of water...

In fact, they worried too much.

Tang Bao is not stupid, so how could he not know that these reporters should not be offended?

It’s not that he is afraid of these people, but he doesn’t want to go on Weibo to respond to the negative news.

Don't offend if you can avoid it.

Even if he doesn't care, he still has to consider the crew. He can't let Feng Dagang and the movie be harmed by an unexpected disaster.

So, he gave a big stick first and then a candy.

Yes, that's it.

And it turned out that his strategy was correct.

Didn’t you see that these reporters responded obediently?

Again, they just fall for it.

This is called a combination of hard and soft tactics.

The food and drinks arrived.

Feng Dagang raised his glass and said, "Come, I wish our movie a big hit and all the best."

Everyone drank a glass together.

With the second cup, he toasted Tang Bao.

"Mr. Tang, I've really been enlightened today. You're probably the only one in the entire entertainment industry with such a temper. With you joining the crew, I'm sure the show will be a big hit. Come on, let me do my best."

He did it.

Tang Bao had to accompany him.

Then, the atmosphere became lively.

The atmosphere was lively with people drinking and chatting.

Tang Bao was naturally the focus and core figure among everyone present, even though he was just an actor.

Many people toasted him. I guess everyone present except Hu Feifei came to toast him.

Tang Bao was not at all arrogant. He welcomed everyone who came to him, and no matter whether they were familiar with him or not, he would always put his arm around their shoulders.

It seems that he no longer looks like a star, but more like a brother who has been through thick and thin with everyone... oh, and a sister too.

And he is quite popular because of this.

Even those reporters had a good impression of him in the end.

Want to take a photo?

OK, come on, put your arm around my shoulders and help me take the photo...

Want an autograph?

No problem, bring me a pen and I'll show you my calligraphy...

What? You still need to leave your phone number?

Oops, I lost my phone recently and haven’t replaced my card yet.

What a joke! Drinking is one thing, but why leave your phone number?

By the end, most of the people were drunk, but Tang Bao seemed to be fine.

He drank a lot tonight.

The drinking party didn't end until three in the afternoon.

The reporters left.

Everyone dispersed.

Tang Bao was about to leave with Hu Feifei, but Feng Dagang gave him a look and said, "You're just going to leave like this? Aren't you afraid of being photographed? Let's go upstairs and have some tea to sober up, and then talk about the filming."

Naturally, Tang Bao would have no objection.

The three of them went upstairs, where there was a tea room, and found a private room to sit down.

The natural tea artist comes in to make tea.

Tang Bao picked up the tea, frowned slightly, and then drank it all in one gulp.

He disliked the cup being too big.

The tea artist on the side was stunned.

Wow, can this tea be drunk like this?

What a waste! This tea is really special.

Although it is not as good as Wuyi Dahongpao, it is not much worse.

Moreover, her tea making skills were very sophisticated, and she wanted Tang Bao to praise her tea, but it turned out that Tang Bao knew nothing about tea.

Hu Feifei had known for a long time that Tang Bao didn't like drinking tea, so she just covered her mouth and smiled.

Feng Dagang was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

He also realized that Tang Bao had no idea about tea art.

What's the point of drinking it?

Let’s get down to business.

He waved the tea artist away, then smiled and said to Tang Bao, "Mr. Tang, you can drink quite a bit."

Tang Bao waved his hand and said with a smile, "Director Feng, please stop calling me Mr. Tang. We're all family, and I'm not used to you being so polite all the time. Why don't you just call me Brother Tang, or just call me Tang. We'll have a lot of time to interact with each other in the future."

Feng Dagang was overjoyed when he heard this and immediately climbed up the pole: "Okay, then I'll be so arrogant as to call you Brother Tang."

"OK."

"Brother Tang, your alcohol tolerance is incredible. You drank the most today, but you didn't have any problems at all. You even got them drunk."

Tang Bao smiled and said, "You can drink quite well, aren't you? You're fine."

"I didn't drink much, so I have to thank you for not forcing me to drink."

"You're welcome, haha."

"By the way, Brother Tang, I think we haven't discussed the salary yet. We're all family, and I call you brother, so I won't hide anything. Tell me your requirements."

Feng Dagang was quite nervous when he said this.

Logically, Tang Bao is still a newcomer and his pay shouldn't be too high.

But his popularity is there, and he has more than 100 million loyal fans. In other words, with him joining, the box office of this movie is definitely guaranteed. Even if there is nothing else, tens of millions of loyal fans will definitely go to the cinema to support it. The box office may be 20 or 30 billion. According to his worth, any higher salary is not too expensive.

But the problem is, even if he is a famous director, even if the investors of this movie are powerful, after learning that Tang Bao is the leading actor, they are very optimistic about the box office of the film, and if necessary, they are willing to invest hundreds of millions of Chinese yuan. But are those hundreds of millions enough to pay Tang Bao's salary? What if he asks for 1 billion?

What?

impossible?

Please, Tang Bao is so rich, maybe ten billion is not money to him.

No, that's definitely what he thought.

So, he was very nervous.

Tang Bao was stunned. He hadn't thought about the remuneration.

So, he asked Feng Dagang: "How much is Feifei's salary?"

"Oh, he originally set it at 30 million, but considering your relationship, I can get him 40 million."

Feng Dagang said.

Tang Bao said without hesitation: "Since she wants 40 million, then I'll give 30 million."

"Huh? How much do you have? Thirty million?"

Feng Dagang widened his eyes, hardly able to believe his ears.

In fact, he was prepared to offer Tang Bao a salary of 100 million yuan, and the investors also agreed that the maximum he could offer was 200 million yuan.

Who knew that Tang Bao would actually offer a price of 30 million.

This took him by surprise.

No, he was completely bewildered.

Tang Ding frowned: "Thirty million is not enough? Then twenty million will do."

"What? Twenty million?"

Feng Dagang was so scared that he almost fell to the floor.

"Ah? Is 20 million still high? I'm a newcomer, but the offer can't be too low. It would make people laugh at me. The minimum is 15 million, no lower."

Tang Bao's frown deepened.

Phew!

Hu Feifei finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Director Feng thinks your offer is too low. I already have 40 million, how can you offer 30 million? It should be at least several times higher, right, Director Feng?"

She was helping Tang Bao to negotiate a price.

sweat……

Multiply several times!