"Madou Media...Okay, I got it. I'll communicate with him myself. Also, let me say that our cooperation ends here."

"drop."

After saying that, Zhang Fan hung up the phone without hesitation.

It is better not to cooperate with such merchants, as they can cancel the appointment just because of the price.

"Madou Media...what a coincidence."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Fan switched back to the short video APP.

I found Brother Hu’s private message and replied to one.

[Please give me the phone number of this media person in charge. ]

On the other side, Brother Hu was excited and immediately sent over the boss's phone number.

After getting the phone, Zhang Fan dialed it without hesitation.

“Ding ding ding…”

After the call was connected, a very arrogant middle-aged man's voice came from the other end: "Who is it? Call my assistant if you have anything."

"Hello, I am the boss of Changhong Funeral." Zhang Fan replied.

After a brief silence, the other end spoke: "Changhong Funeral...what's going on?"

Zhang Fan got straight to the point: "The filming location you rented for tomorrow was originally rented by us. I would like to discuss whether you can change the time."

“…”

Zhang Fan stopped talking and there was a noise from the other end of the phone, as if they were discussing something.

After a moment, the other party replied:

"Change the time? I can't. The actors here are paid hundreds of thousands a day. Can you change it just like that?"

"Then there's no room for negotiation?" Zhang Fan said coldly.

"Nonsense, no room for negotiation!"

"drop."

After responding, the other party hung up the phone.

Zhang Fan's face turned gloomy in an instant.

The funeral time that has been scheduled cannot be changed. This has been the rule since ancient times.

At the moment the time is set, the deceased will receive a message in some form and the funeral will be cancelled!

"Hundreds of thousands of appearance fees a day, this money is really easy to make..."

Muttering something, Zhang Fan clicked back into the homepage of Madou Media.

At this time, the system prompt sounded.

[Illegal financing 49 times, violent debt collection 1981 times, intentional injury 408 times, fabricated accident scenes 59 times (including film and television creation.) The probability of fabrication next time is 100%, the rate of fabricating oneself is 100%, the mortality rate is 50%, and other deaths are unknown. Potential users, please pay attention. ]

"Fifty percent? Even fifty percent has to pay attention to you!"

Without any hesitation, Zhang Fan immediately paid attention.

I mean nothing else. This is a violent black loan organization, and it is also suspected of other illegal activities.

Even if he can't do it, you have to pay attention to it to disgust him.

Zhang Fan has always been well aware of his current weird personality on the Internet.

Although he has never admitted it, the pace of the Internet should be enough to make him panic.

After clicking the follow button, Zhang Fan added another comment:

[The sea of ​​suffering is endless, turn back and you will never be out of your depth. Be careful, you will suffer the consequences of your own actions. Changhong Funeral Services provides one-stop funeral services. Book in advance and enjoy a 25% discount. ]

At the same time, Zhao Yong also received the news that the venue had cancelled the contract.

"Boss...what should I do...just now?"

He reported the news to Zhang Fan and sought his advice.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Fan slowly said:

"We'll still follow the normal process tomorrow, but just in case, we'll book another venue. We can't mess up Mr. Wang's funeral just because we're angry."

"Okay, I'll get ready."

…

After Zhang Fan’s attention was focused, the fans quickly followed the process.

But after discovering the name of the new follower, netizens' comments suddenly became strange.

[Crying\ Funeral Brother, you have worked hard to crack down on illegal activities! 】

[Crying\I have been collecting evidence, but I didn't expect Brother Funeral to be one step ahead! ]

[Crying bitterly\I, Huang, have long known that this Madou Media must have an inseparable relationship with the neighboring media! ]

[Crying\ Funeral Brother did a great job, support! ]

[Crying bitterly\crying bitterly\……]

【……】

On the other side, in a high-end hotel in South City.

The boss of Madou Media is negotiating salary with an actor.

This man's name was Ma Tiangong. Because he was the twelfth child in the large family, his nickname was Ma Twelve.

So he merged ten and two into one and founded a horse fighting media.

What he is going to shoot tomorrow is a suspense film with a tendency towards the supernatural.

The general content of the story starts with a corpse being revived at a funeral. The most exciting part is the plot where a mysterious Taoist priest escapes into the underworld and negotiates with the Black and White Impermanence.

And the person sitting opposite him was the actor he was going to talk about today, the actor who played the mysterious Taoist priest.

This Taoist priest's identity is not ordinary.

According to him, he was once a direct disciple of Mount Longhu and became famous when he was young. Later, he became disillusioned with the world and had no choice but to enter the entertainment industry to make a living.

Just now, a phone call suddenly interrupted their discussion. Ma Tiangong glanced at his phone and learned that Changhong Funeral Company was paying attention to him.

"Master, are you sure about the Changhong Funeral I just told you about?"

"Of course, I have been practicing for more than ten years, so I don't take this kind of trivial skill seriously." Taoist Master Song said calmly.

"I feel relieved with your words!"

Ma Tiangong nodded and continued, "You don't know, this guy is very famous in our South City, and everyone who is noticed by him is scared."

"He just called me to threaten me, saying he wanted to snatch tomorrow's venue from me. I refused, and he immediately followed me!"

"hehe."

Taoist Song smiled slightly and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, I will take action."

His calm demeanor and nonchalant tone made it seem as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

However, Ma Tiangong heard a sense of being invincible and proud of the world in these words.

Seeing him like this, Ma Tiangong felt completely relieved.

"Master Hong Qiang, you are truly a god in this world. With your help, I have nothing to worry about!"

"hehe……"

Taoist Song nodded slightly and said, "In that case, Director Ma, my salary..."

"Sure, sure!"

Ma Tiangong immediately understood and said readily: "This number!"

Taoist Song nodded with great satisfaction: "Okay."

Seeing this, Ma Tiangong rubbed his hands with great satisfaction and asked tentatively: "Then... Taoist Hong Qiang, what about me?"

"I will not break my promise."

Taoist Priest Song stood up and fumbled in the cloth bag he carried with him, and took out a few yellow talismans, a writing brush and cinnabar.

Taoist Song was seen operating on the talisman paper with skillful techniques, like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing.

After a moment, three pieces of talisman paper appeared on the table.

Taoist Priest Song sat down and said calmly, "These three talismans are called exorcism talismans. The market price is about 500,000 yuan each. Moreover, there is no demand for them!"

"With these three talismans, Changhong Funeral's petty tricks won't work at all!"

“Okay, great!”

Ma Tiangong was overjoyed and hurriedly expressed his gratitude, but then he suddenly sensed something unusual.

After all, he has been making suspense movies for many years, and he knows a little about the process involved.

After hesitating for a moment, Ma Tiangong said, "Master Song, I remember that the talismans of your Taoist sect can only take effect after a ritual is performed. You just..."

"Are you questioning me?"

Taoist Song frowned slightly and said in annoyance: "I have been practicing for more than ten years, can't I even use the Tongtian Talisman?"

“Tongtian…Tongtian talisman?!”

After hearing these words, Ma Tiangong was shocked.

It turned out to be the legendary...Tongtian Lu!

The heaven and earth are the altar, and the soul is the pen!

This kind of talisman is... the most powerful talisman!

With such a treasure, Changhong Funeral is not worth mentioning!

"Master Song, then...how should I use it?"

"Simple, three talismans, one folded up and worn on the chest, one stuck on the back of the car, and the last one can be stuck on the chest in extremely dangerous situations."

"Okay... I understand!"

After this exchange, Ma Tiangong's fear of Zhang Fan had disappeared!

…

at the same time.

On a street in South City.

After seeing Zhang Fan’s new attention, Brother Hu instantly saw hope and felt refreshed.

After learning the news, the two younger brothers couldn't help but celebrate for Brother Hu!

"Brother Hu, that's great, the grandson will be born soon!"

"Yes, then we can just run away with the money. If that doesn't work, we can turn ourselves in!"

"Um……"

Brother Hu nodded slightly, agreeing with what the two said.

But at this point, he can no longer withdraw.

After a moment of silence, Brother Hu said, "From now on, the two of you should not get involved in debt collection. If you are absent from work for a few days, when that grandson gets angry, you two should turn yourself in immediately."

"You have participated in few cases and have never taken action. At most, you will be out in a few years."

"Yeah, that's right!"

The younger brothers nodded in response and asked, "Then Brother Tiger, what are you going to do?"

"I?"

Brother Hu sighed with a melancholy look on his face and said with a smile:

"I'm too late, but I have other things to do!"

"What's up?"

Brother Hu's eyes were shining and sharp, as if he had made some important decision.

"Atonement!"

After saying that, he quickly stood up and returned the way he came.

"Atonement?"

The younger brother was very confused and quickly followed Brother Hu.

…

Ten minutes later.

Brother Hu and others appeared at the door of Xiaozhuang's house again.

“Boom boom boom!”

"Who is it...you again?"

The person who opened the door was Uncle Zhuang. When he saw Brother Hu and others, his face instantly turned bad.

"Why are you guys back again?"

"Don't be impulsive. I'm here to apologize this time."

Brother Hu waved his hand and continued, "I was actually the one who lent money to your nephew. I didn't expect it to cause such serious consequences. I guess he was anxious to become popular online and wanted to pay back the money as soon as possible."

"Hmph, you still have the nerve to mention it? Now the person is dead, how can you help?" Uncle Zhuang said coldly.

"I was outside the door just now. I heard that you wanted to settle a score with someone. Maybe I can help you with that." Brother Hu replied.

"I don't need help from people like you!"

Uncle Zhuang shook his head and was about to ask the three people to leave.

Seeing this, the younger brothers couldn't help but say, "Our Brother Tiger has already helped Xiaozhuang pay back the money!"

"That's right. Besides, even if we don't lend money to Xiaozhuang, there will still be others who will lend it to him!"

"cough."

Uncle Zhuang calmed down and said, "That makes some sense."

At this time, Brother Hu continued, "Brother, when it comes to finding people, I believe I am much more professional than you. You probably still have no idea, right?"

Uncle Zhuang hesitated, and felt that what Brother Tiger said made sense, so he said, "Well... indeed, can you help me?"

"Yes, but I want to ask, what are you going to do after you find him?" Brother Hu asked back.

Uncle Zhuang didn't even frown as he lied, "Go ask him for money. He owes me a cartload of wine."

"Okay! Then I'll go and help you look for it!"

Brother Hu readily agreed and immediately added Uncle Zhuang’s contact information to each other.

Then, Brother Hu expressed his concerns:

"Brother, there is something else I need to tell you."

"Based on our years of experience in debt collection, these debtors will hide from their debtors, sometimes even in disguise, with fake license plates. Even if we tell you his address, you may still be disappointed."

"We have our own rules for finding people, which is not to get involved in other people's debt collection activities. So, I think it would be best to make some marks on this Zhu Zhuan family's body or car. What do you think is appropriate?"

"mark……"

After hearing what Brother Hu said, Uncle Zhuang looked thoughtful.

After a moment, Uncle Zhuang rummaged in his pocket and took out three talismans.

"How about using this? I bought it on Taobao before, it's useless. If you stick it on the back of his car, maybe he won't take it off even if he sees it."

"That's fine."