He handed the check respectfully, but Young Master Huang didn't dare to move his eyelids.

Long Qi was unceremonious and then flicked it gently, and said:

"Don't let me see your people, otherwise my young mind will be seriously hurt again."

"Yes, yes, I will let her get out of this circle immediately, so it won't be your eyes."

Then Long Qi stuffed the check into his pocket of his clothes, looked respectful, and bent down at Xia Lan:

"Boss, please do this!"

Young Master Huang bent over until Long Qi and Xia Lan disappeared into the corridor. Then he softened his whole body, reached out to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Mr. Huang looked at the boss in amazement, and his eyes almost fell out.

And these actresses were even more silent, and they all lost the ability to speak.

One of the followers of Mr. Huang couldn't help it and asked in a tentative voice:

"Boss, who is this... the hell?"

Young Master Huang patted his chest with lingering fear, looking like he was reborn after the disaster:

"How can I know? I only know that my backer, Mr. Zhao and Mr. Wu's backer, are all grandsons in front of this grandfather!"

The words "Shuang Shao" are like tongue twisters, but this adds a sense of mystery.

Young Master Huang suddenly stared at Sister Xin coldly and said fiercely:

"Take this bitch away, damn it, I'm 50 million. Take her to Hong Kong Island to shoot a third-level film, and earn my money back to be finished."

Long Qi didn't care about Sister Xin's life or death. He and Mr. Xia came to Ma Dagang's studio. Lao Ma had already prepared it.

"Mr. Xia, you are here! Mr. Long, you are such a perfect match!"

Old Ma is also an old bird in the circle, and has long seen the relationship between Mr. Long and Mr. Xia. In his opinion, Mr. Xia must be the object of Mr. Long secretly promoted. Otherwise, how could a mysterious terrifying figure like Mr. Long be so interested in a small model company boss?

Xia Lan's face turned slightly red, and she reached out to hold Ma Dagang:

"Director Dagang, don't make fun of me!"

Ma Dagang laughed loudly, then turned around and shouted:

"Xiaoyu, serve tea!"

A quiet and quiet girl in red with a beautiful face and outstanding temperament immediately walked out from behind.

This Xiaoyu was the girl who put the ball in the billiards room last time.

She glanced at Long Qi quickly, then turned red, and she lowered her head and went to make tea. Her well-behaved look made Brother Qi feel itchy in his heart.

This girl is indeed too obedient.

If you have the chance in the future, you must run to Laoma more often.

Although he had only seen Xiaoyu a few times, this girl gave people a faint feeling of being unable to stop.

Ma Dagang gave Long Qi a tacit look, and then smiled and called Xia Lan to go.

"Haha, Mr. Xia, tonight, you have to make some blood generously. We are now in a strategic cooperative relationship. We can't be too stingy when we take action. Charity is just to gain a reputation. My old horse has prepared five million, so why don't you prepare ten million!"

Xia Lan was about to speak, and Long Qi smiled and took out a check from his body:

"Old Ma, you really underestimate Mr. Xia. Do you see it? A 50 million cash check can be withdrawn at any time. If it is not enough, there will be 100 million here. In short, tonight, the money will be handed over to Mr. Xia. The matter of making things smooth depends on your Lao Ma."

Ma Dagang couldn't help but be dumbfounded:

"My goodness, Mr. Xia, you must have this trick!"

Lao Ma was very surprised that even his native dialect came out.

Xia Lan glanced at Long Qi with a coquettish look.

But she felt a burst of joy in her heart.

She actually prepared a donation check tonight, which was indeed ten million.

It’s not that she is not active in charity, but the charity initiated by the entertainment industry is a bit distorted no matter how you look at it.

This means somewhat compulsory.

So she didn't catch a cold.

Of course, ten million is not a small amount.

Long Qi extorted the young man Huang in front of her for 50 million, and she was thinking about how to trick the 50 million from this guy.

Unexpectedly, he was so generous that he actually donated it as soon as he said he would.

Although she felt a little distressed, this was something that gave Qingcheng Entertainment a lot of face, and Mr. Xia's face was also shining.

Xia Lan, who suddenly relaxed, finally smiled.

"Director Dagang, you are really joking. Some guys have said that money is spent on paper!"

Before he knew it, Mr. Xia also started selling Turpan mutton skewers with Brother Qi.

A burst of laughter broke out from Ma Dagang's mouth.

“Mr. Xia is so funny too.”

It seems that this time my cooperation with Qingcheng Entertainment is really right.

Yesterday he was worried about the storm targeting Qingcheng Entertainment on the Internet, but now it seems completely redundant.

Behind Mr. Long's background, this matter must be easily settled.

Otherwise, could he appear here today?

Besides, everyone can see that if the other party throws sulfuric acid first, it is obvious that it is going to kill people.

Even if Mr. Long is guilty, he will be insignificantly overdefensive.

As for kicking the reporter's leg, it deserves it.

Where is this a reporter?

Scum who accepts bribes.

Let’s take a look at other people’s entertainment. Charity dinners often donate tens of millions. Will there be a gap in money during cooperation in the future?

Isn’t your own ideal just to make a movie that is truly unconstrained by money, market, or other external conditions?

"Mr. Xia, Mr. Long, this dinner tonight is divided into four parts. You have never attended it before. I, Lao Ma, will give you a detailed explanation."

Ma Dagang picked up the teacup and took a sip, then said seriously:

"The Charity Federation and the General Administration of Guangyang have a leader. This year's unique convention was held in the form of an evening party auction and donation. Can Mr. Long understand what I mean?"

Long Qi nodded and said with a smile:

"Then we Qingcheng Entertainment, do we also need to prepare a small show for fun? Why don't we let Mr. Xia and I go up and dance a tango?"

Xia Lan quickly reached out and slapped his leg hard, but Ma Dagang's eyes lit up:

"Yes! Why didn't I expect it? I specially prepared a dance program on behalf of Qingcheng Entertainment. I'll see you two go up."

Xia Lan's face turned red and she waved her hands repeatedly:

"No, I... don't know much about it at all!"

Ma Dagang waved his hand:

"Mr. Xia, what are you talking about? It's okay, the purpose of this kind of party is to make relationships. If Mr. Xia does it personally, he will definitely get more recognition from more people. At that time, when we open up relationships in the circle, we will naturally have everything! It's really not as serious as you think."

Xia Lan still looked determined, and Long Qi made a decision directly:

"Old Ma, that's what I decided. I am going to contribute my own little light and heat to the entertainment industry, and strive to expand the film market and contribute to the expansion of the film market."

Ma Dagang gave a thumbs up:

"Mr. Long is really noble in sentiment. In the face of your noble character, I, Lao Ma, feel ashamed of myself!"

Xia Lan finally burst out laughing:

"You really should go on stage to perform crosstalk."
Chapter completed!