"Director Jiang, I'll give you the phone number of Wu Tian, the director of Zhenguo Martial Arts School. If you have any problems, just contact him directly." Hu Yibao picked up the paper on the table, wrote down a number, and handed it to Jiang Gangmeng.
"I'll notify Wu Tian later."
"Mr. Hu, this is really a great help." Jiang Gangmeng wrote down the number on his mobile phone and expressed his gratitude.
Although it is currently unknown what kind of existence Hu Yibao plays in Zhenguo Martial Arts School.
But since Zhenguo Martial Arts School can be turned into a filming location, the background must be very good.
If he says a few words to Zhenguo Martial Arts School, he may be able to establish a unilateral relationship with Zhenguo Martial Arts School in the future.
“You’re welcome…”
…
Change back into clothes.
Hu Yibao took out his cell phone.
Haven't watched it for a few hours.
There are more than a dozen missed calls on it.
There are hundreds of information notifications.
Some of the calls were from Cheng Wen, and the rest were from Lu Xun, Wang Le and Chen Yuan.
Hu Yibao looked at the message again.
Most of them were sent by them.
“La la la!!”
I had just finished reading Cheng Wen’s message when my phone rang.
It was Lu Xun who called.
Connected.
"Your call finally got through."
"What's wrong?" Hu Yibao asked.
"Wang Le, Chen Yuan and I are at the Industrial and Commercial Bureau right now. Are you sure you want to register a company? This is five million!"
"What we said last night was not good!"
"You weren't drunk last night?"
"No! I'm perfectly clear-headed. Registering a company for five million, right now."
“…”
Lu Xun confirmed it again and again before hanging up the phone.
More than ten minutes later.
The system's message prompt suddenly rang in Hu Yibao's mind.
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