The president's wife

Chapter 295

"Director Rong, if you came here to ask me to pay for the clothes, I'll tell you clearly. Do you want any money, and the price will be directly deducted from my salary when the time comes!"

An Youchen smiled wantonly, leaning casually against a big tree.

He tore off a leaf casually, put it in his mouth, and used his hands behind his head as a pillow.

Rong Guang suddenly laughed, it was the first time he saw such a casual and free-spirited woman.

There is a faint sadness on her body, the kind that comes out from the bones, the sadness in the soul.

As a director, it is also very important to understand people's emotional expressions and emotional appeals.

"You, aren't you afraid that I'll raise the price with you?" Rong Guang walked over with a smile and stood still in front of her.

An Youchen raised his eyes to look at him, and smiled slightly.

"Director Rongda, first of all, I'm an outsider, and I don't know the production cost of props in your industry. Second, you are the lead director in this crew, and you are the biggest. Even if you want to cheat me, can I say no?"

Rong Guang also laughed, "You think too comprehensively!"

An Youchen bit the leaf in his mouth, rolled his eyes, and said casually, "If you don't want to be comprehensive, can I do it?"

"Since you say that, I plan to charge you some interest!"

"No way, Director Rongda, do you really have the heart to do it?" An Youchen's eyes almost popped out, and he looked at Rongguang in disbelief.

In her impression, apart from filming, Rong Guang can be regarded as a good talker.

Could it be that she made a mistake in judgment?
An Youchen cursed silently in his heart, An Youchen, An Youchen, what kind of eyes do you have, why do you think that Rong Guang won't care about a piece of worn-out clothes with him?
"Then I'll tell you why."

Rong Guang looked at An Youchen, with his hands behind his head, leaning against another tree next to him.

"One, the costume you destroyed is very valuable. The production cost plus embroidery and inlays is only about one hundred thousand yuan."

While biting the leaves, An Youchen almost bit off his tongue.

Just such a piece of worn-out clothes costs more than one hundred thousand yuan, so what?

That dress, in the world she used to be, was considered gorgeous, but at most it was worth a hundred taels of silver.

"Second, it usually takes a month to make that dress. If you work overtime, it will take 20 days at the fastest. The delayed wages, loss fees, personnel wages, food and accommodation, etc., are conservatively estimated to be several. Ten thousand."

An Youchen stared, pulled out the leaf in his mouth, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Director Rong, you're clearly playing with me and extorting money from me, right?"

"Don't dare, Rongmou is just discussing the facts!" Rong Guang nodded gracefully, looking at An Youchen with unusually bright eyes.

"It's okay not to talk about the money. Let's pay the interest in other ways, how about it?"

Hearing that Rong Guang's words were meaningful, An Youchen's heart skipped a beat when he said something implied.

His gaze swept over Rongguang's face vigilantly, seeing that his gaze was gliding towards him, he hurriedly hugged his chest, and shouted, "Don't make up my mind, I, An Youchen, have always been Selling art but not selling oneself!"

Her eyebrows were raised high, she looked vigilant, but her cheeks were flushed, she looked very cute.

Rong Guang was amused by An Youchen's sudden reaction, and burst out laughing, "What are you thinking, what you think depends on my willingness, besides, I'm not interested in you!"

When Rong Guang said "I'm not interested in you", his eyes fell on An Youchen's chest.

An Youchen's face turned red, and then he became a little annoyed and said, "You're interested, but I don't want to!"

What kind of plane!
Although An Youchen doesn't have big breasts of 36D, at least she has a C. Well, this body proportion is first-class in the entertainment industry.

Why does he look disgusted, she is not a washboard.

"Since you're not interested, let's pretend I didn't say anything. How can you pay back the interest you mentioned?" An Youchen became furious, staring at Rong Guang, and his tone became stiff.

"Well, my request is very simple, and it's not difficult for you." Rong Guang smiled very gracefully, and looked up.

"Just now you asked me to order Master Wia not to manipulate your Wia, so what happened on the set just now was all your own work?"

"So what?"

Since he was determined to expose, there was nothing to hide, An Youchen put the leaf back into his mouth again.

"So, Qinggong really exists?"

"That's it!"

Rong Guang's eyes flickered, looking a little excited.

"How about letting me take a look again?" Rong Guang turned his head to look at An Youchen, his eyes full of expectation.

He is not like Qian Dao who is a martial arts idiot, he is just curious, there really is such an unscientific kung fu as light kung fu in the world.

In foreign countries, besides movies, his major is to study some things that are difficult to explain with science.

An Youchen paused while biting the leaves, then looked at Rongguang, "Is this the interest you want?"

"Yes." Rong Guang nodded, "How is it, is it easy for you?"

An Youchen looked at Rongguang, squinted his eyes and smiled, then looked up and looked around.

Without further ado, he took a deep breath and tapped his toes.

Her body swirled lightly in mid-air like a leaf, and stepped across the tree trunk behind her. With a little help, she was already sitting on a branch of the opposite tree three to four meters high in the blink of an eye.

At this time, she was like a dexterous swallow, waving her hands and smiling at Rong Guang opposite under the tree, "How is it, see clearly?"

Although I have seen too many qinggong shots hanging on the wire, but none of them can be as shocking as what I saw with my own eyes.

Rong Guang blinked, and it took a long time to recover, and looked up at An Youchen who was waving at him.

"The speed was too fast to see clearly. However, it was exciting and incredible."

An Youchen laughed, feeling happy for the first time because of his kung fu.

"Do you want to come up?" An Youchen smiled at Rong Guang under the tree.

Rong Guang looked at the tree trunk that could not be embraced by one person, judged the possibility of climbing up, frowned and said, "Okay, let me try to see if I can climb up."

As soon as the words fell, An Youchen on the tree laughed.

There was a sly gleam in his eyes, his bare hands were raised slightly, and a bright red ribbon shot towards the radiance under the tree.

Before Rongguang could react, the ribbon shot from An Youchen's sleeve had wrapped around Rongguang's waist.

As soon as he raised his hand, Rong Guang was wrapped around the ribbon and pulled onto the branch.

Until Rongguang's butt fell on the branch, An Youchen took back the ribbon, and Rongguang almost fell down, but was caught by her swiftly.

Rong Guang was still in shock, looking down in a trance.

The feet were suspended in the air, and some wind came in from the mouth of the trouser legs, and there was a slight coolness, which made Rong Guang believe what just happened.

A petite woman who weighed less than a hundred was actually pulling him up on a four-meter-high branch with a belt.
"How is it? Isn't the scenery up there very nice?" An Youchen looked at Rong Guang's pale face, dangling his feet, and asked with a smile.

(End of this chapter)