Chapter 118 118. Cast a wide net to find skit actors
"Why do you want to shoot this script all of a sudden?"
Just as Gu Nanqiao was about to take a rest, he received a call from Jiang Hongyu.
At noon, she sent the electronic version of the manuscript sent by Yin Wei to Jiang Hongyu. At that time, Jiang Hongyu was probably busy and did not reply to her message.
I'm just typing her voice now, so I guess she's already finished reading the manuscript.
Gu Nanqiao briefly explained the matter, "I have asked Yin Wei to find a lawyer to help him with the lawsuit, so I thought I could see if you could film this first."
She was afraid that Jiang Hongyu would be unhappy. After all, she had said before that she would not interfere with anything during the filming. "Of course, if this request is a bit difficult for you, forget it. Just pretend that I didn't say that."
Jiang Hongyu smiled and explained: "It's okay, I'm just asking you what happened to make you so anxious."
"I have read it carefully, and this manuscript is indeed feasible. The scene is almost completed now, and construction will begin tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."
Gu Nanqiao didn't expect Jiang Hongyu to agree so readily, and was a little surprised, "Okay, how many actors are needed? I'll arrange it for you."
Jiang Hongyu made an estimate, "For important female roles, there will be about ten. Male roles will be slightly more, maybe fifty, and some extras."
"Okay, I'll bother you with those of Fu Huadao. I'll try my best to send you the actor's information tomorrow."
After all, she didn't know much about these things like Fu Hua Dao, so she might as well let Jiang Hongyu's team go and buy them.
"By the way, do you have enough funds there? If not, I will transfer another 10 million to you."
Jiang Hongyu was a little dumbfounded, "It's enough, it's enough. If you really need money, I will tell you."
It seems that every time Gu Nanqiao is worried that he doesn't have enough money, he is really lucky to have a father who is so concerned about funds.
"Okay, if there's nothing else, I'll arrange for actors to go there."
After hanging up the phone, I originally wanted to call Yin Wei, but when I thought that the artists who were not being trained by the company now had work on hand, I contacted Ji Bai directly.
After all, he is also the boss behind the live broadcast platform, and the information of the platform anchors is archived.
It's just that Ji Bai didn't know whether he was asleep or busy with other things, so he didn't answer Gu Nanqiao's call.
After thinking about it, I logged into Baihu, changed my nickname to "Daily Payroll for Short Drama Actor", then charged five million into the account, and then started to cast a wide net.
Don't tell me, this method is really effective.
Because every time an anchor says, "Thank you for the gift of skit actors' daily wages," many people send her private messages.
Of course, not everyone likes Gu Nanqiao.
For those with crooked melons and cracked dates, Gu Nanqiao would pass directly, and those who were not in Haicheng would also pass directly.
But as long as he's not too ugly, Gu Nanqiao usually doesn't refuse anyone. After all, short dramas are not as demanding as TV dramas and movies. As long as the protagonist is good-looking, it is fine. The supporting characters are not that good-looking.
After spending nearly 20 million in gifts, they finally gathered all the actors Jiang Hongyu wanted, including even anchors.
After doing all this, Gu Nanqiao fell asleep beautifully.
The next day, Gu Nanqiao was woken up by the ringtone of an incoming phone call. He didn't even look at the caller ID and simply closed his eyes, "Hello?"
Ji Bai had just returned home from work and saw that Gu Nanqiao had called him. He didn't pay attention to the time and hurriedly called back, "Sister Qiao, did you call me yesterday for something?"
Gu Nanqiao yawned, "It's okay, it's been taken care of."
"Okay, next time if you call once and I don't answer, call more. Because sometimes I'm busy and I'm afraid of being affected by the outside world, so I just turn my phone on silent."
Gu Nanqiao said "hmm" to express his understanding.
Ji Bai didn't seem to hear the dissatisfaction in Gu Nanqiao's tone, and said enthusiastically: "By the way, I have good news for you, Baihu will be successfully upgraded tonight!"
Hearing this, Gu Nanqiao woke up from her nap, "So soon?" She originally thought it would be the day after tomorrow, but it seems she still needs the money.
He stretched and sat up, "Okay, let's have a celebration party tonight. You have worked hard these past few days, go and have a good meal."
Ji Bai originally had this idea, but now after hearing what Gu Nanqiao said, he couldn't help but ask: "Are you coming then?"
"I won't come. Just eat. I have other things to do today."
Then he said again: "Although I won't come, I will pay for tonight's consumption, and you can eat whatever you want."
Ji Bai couldn't help but chuckle, "If you don't have anyone here, how can you pay for it? Besides, you still have money to treat them to dinner."
After all, Gu Nanqiao had given him so much money before, even for eating abalone and sea cucumber.
"Okay, then I won't argue with you."
After chatting for a few more words, Gu Nanqiao hung up the phone.
Looking at the time, it was only around six in the morning. He didn't know whether Ji Bai stayed up all night yesterday or just woke up now.
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But I didn't want to sleep anymore when I got home, so I simply got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash my face.
Thinking of his promise to Fu Yun to paint a self-portrait for him, Gu Nanqiao didn't take any time off. He took out the iPad he bought last time from the drawer of the bedside table and started drawing on it.
Because compared to using a paintbrush, it is more convenient to draw on the iPad.
Within an hour or so, Fu Yun's handsome face appeared on the iPad.
Gu Nanqiao gently poked the little man inside the iPad with a capacitive pen, "Don't think I don't know, the hot search last night was caused by you on purpose."
After all, if it weren't for Fu Yun's handwriting, that Weibo post would have no chance of becoming a hot search.
But she didn't intend to argue with Fu Yun, because this was what she liked to see.
I guess Yao Qian will have to look for her today. I really look forward to what she will do.
Save the painting, transfer it to your phone using Bluetooth, and send it directly to Fu Yun.
The next second, Fu Yun's voice called.
Gu Nanqiao finally discovered that successful people like them prefer voice chatting to chatting.
"Brother Fu, good morning!"
Fu Yun seemed to have just gotten up, and he could still hear rustling sounds, "You got up so early today, don't you have a headache?"
Gu Nanqiao explained: "Yesterday, my mother gave me anti-alcohol medicine and I felt much better."
Then he said: "Sorry, I was drunk yesterday. I hope I didn't cause you any trouble."
Fu Yun chuckled when he heard this, "You're not considered drunk and crazy."
At least not to him.
So cute, that's something you don't usually see.
"But I thought you would break it off, but I didn't expect you would still remember it."
Gu Nanqiao said "Oh," "Don't say that. I still hope that I am broken. Taishe is dead."
(End of chapter)