"Is there really no possibility of compromise? Two hours, just give us two hours, we can finish the filming!"

Jiang Mingxin had made a lot of phone calls but couldn't find anyone who could help him solve the problem. It seemed like a waste of time, but he was still unwilling to give up. He found the person in charge and tried to persuade him.

"I can show you our next filming storyboard. We really only need to shoot these two parts, the golf course and the horse farm. You have so many entertainment facilities here, and those distinguished guests can have many other choices. They don't necessarily have to ask us to give up the golf course now, don't you think?"

"So, you can ask them to come back in two hours. It will be quick. We will leave quickly and will not disturb them. You will not be required to pay the penalty. Is that ok?"

Jiang Mingxin was anxious and angry. For this location shooting, he arrived here with the equipment crew before dawn, supervised the rapid installation of the shooting equipment one by one, and watched with his own eyes as the scenes were built one by one. Behind all this was everyone's hard work and sweat.

Now that we have been ordered to stop, we have to stop.

Although he was clearly in the right, this famous director, who had won the domestic Golden Award for Best Director for three consecutive times, had to speak in a humble tone, and his lips were almost dry from talking so much.

But despite this, the result has not changed.

The person in charge rejected Jiang Mingxin's request without any hesitation.

In his opinion, what Jiang Mingxin said was simply wishful thinking. What did he mean by asking him to ask if the distinguished guest could go somewhere else first?

Are you kidding?

When I think of the identities of those distinguished guests...

Even if he is the immediate superior, the boss who reports directly to him, he can only nod and bow, and speak politely in front of those people. It is a blessing that the guests can have fun and feel comfortable here, so how can they dare to ask for anything from them?

Isn't this ridiculous? It's just a filming crew. There is no comparison between them and the distinguished guests. It's obvious which one is more important. This is a completely easy question.

The person in charge knows everything clearly.

So when he received the call, he just smiled and replied respectfully - OK, I'll be waiting for you.

There was no mention of any film crew filming here.

Being able to rent the venue to the crew for three days this time is already a big exception, and this kind of thing will never happen again in the future.

…

The filming area set up by the crew.

The sun was as bright as ever, but the atmosphere was like extremely thick ink in water, so depressing that it could not be dispersed and weighed heavily on people's hearts.

At this time, no one spoke. The scene was completely silent except for the sound of the camera equipment and shed being dismantled, and the sound of screws being pulled out of their holes.

The actors who were stopped midway stood in an open space, still a little confused, looking at each other, completely unaware of what was going on. They only stopped all their actions after hearing the word "stop".

They all looked at Director Jiang who was sitting on a folding chair.

But at this moment his face was so gloomy that water seemed to drip out of it, and his eyes were terrifying, so no one dared to ask him.

Even the usually honest and amiable assistant director waved his hand, signaling everyone not to say anything, and looked as if he wanted everyone to be silent.

Then at this time——

"Director Jiang?"

A slightly deep sound, very much like the heaviest string of a cello being struck, and a male voice with a cold tone sounded behind everyone.

Only seven or eight minutes passed from the time the venue manager notified the crew to clear the area to the time Jiang Mingxin tried to remedy the situation again.

The facility has been half demolished.

Apparently Xu Lizhi, who was still putting on makeup in the dressing room at that time, was notified a step later and was also puzzled by this, so he got up and came over here.

Ask clearly.

Facing Xu Lizhi, the gloom on Jiang Mingxin's face faded a little, but still looked ugly. He told the story in a few words with a sad and weak tone.

The unknown crowd also heard it, and then anxious discussions suddenly began to emerge in the crowd, causing chaos.

"It's over, it's over."

"Are we unable to shoot now?"

"Isn't that nonsense? We can't shoot anymore, didn't you hear me? They are big names, our crew can't afford to offend them..."

“…”

Xu Lizhi listened with a frown, then thought for a moment without saying a word. He raised his cold silver-gray eyes and looked at his assistant.

He took the phone handed to him by the assistant, held it in one hand, and swiped the screen with his finger.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Mingxin asked tentatively: "Li Zhi?"

Xu Lizhi flipped through his address book with an expressionless face, and only explained briefly in a deep voice.

"I should know someone in the Beijing circle. Maybe..." His silver-gray eyes fixed for a moment: "I can make some concessions."

This sentence contains too much information.

Xu Lizhi didn't even ask Director Jiang what the names of those who were coming were. He knew the same information as everyone else, not to mention that it was just -

His status is extremely noble, and he belongs to the upper class circle, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

But he spoke.

Maybe, know each other.

Perhaps this word seems very subtle when it comes out of Xu Lizhi's mouth.

The upper class is a circle. The higher the social class, the broader the vision. It is not that you know others, but that people below you will look up to you and take the initiative to make friends with you.

Previously, everyone had discussed a lot in private that Teacher Xu Lizhi had an unusual background, and there were many clues and traces to prove this point.

Maybe there is hope...

Jiang Mingxin seemed to have thought of this as well, and his eyes lit up immediately.

Xu Lizhi really didn't know what those people were called. The Xu family's roots were stationed abroad, and he was still a child when he came into contact with Beijing's upper class circles.

However, some of the connections with Beijing still exist.

What could make the venue manager here reject Director Jiang so resolutely——

Xu Lizhi quickly went through a few surnames in his mind, and had a rough idea in his mind, ready to find relevant people to contact.

The finger just touched the dial button.

"Um, Mr. Jiang!"

On the cobblestone path beside the lawn, a middle-aged man got off the bus in a hurry before the bus even stopped and walked quickly towards this side.

When Jiang Mingxin saw that it was the person in charge of the site, his face darkened again, and this time there was a bit more sarcasm: "You don't need to urge us, we are demolishing it and will leave here immediately."

Unexpectedly, the venue manager shook his head.

"No, no, I'm not here to rush you."

"I mean, there's still an empty golf course, are you guys still going to shoot it?"

Jiang Mingxin looked doubtful: "Isn't there only one here?"

"No, there is one more."

“Private golf course.”

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I finally borrowed a computer. I have to work even when I am isolated at home. I work in e-commerce and I am very busy during the Double Eleven. I try to write in my spare time...

Those who don't like the character setting of the heroine concealing her identity can click × to exit. There is no need for me to tell me... The character setting is like this. I know that what I wrote is very rubbish QAQ. Everything serves the plot. If you like it, you can read it. I welcome you to read it. If you don't like it, just don't read it. It doesn't matter. This way, you are happy and I am happy too. Everyone is happy.

Good night~ (End of this chapter)