The dressing room of Shanghai Film Company was actually a multi-functional conference room in Hongxing Hotel. When the temporary gastric cloud was opened in, a group of artists, makeup artists and staff were chatting.

Han Kai, Peng Cao and others did not dare to come in, so they could only wait outside the door anxiously.

"Ouch! The big guy is here? Why? Do you want to coerce us to perform again?" Fatty Ou first saw Zhang Qingyun. He shouted first. Everyone was quiet and looked at him together. Some people started to laugh and cheer, laughing.

"You don't need it anymore! I won't talk to you, I want to find your leader!" The man in sunglasses walked up from the crowd and said with a gloomy face.

"Hey! I said Mr. Qian, didn't this person just say that it was convenient for others and for yourself? As long as the other person's attitude is sincere, you can still talk about it! Is it?" The singer of the little music said in a dark face, his face full of playful smile.

Zhang Qingyun smiled unanimously and said, "Mr. Xiaole, I don't know what to think of a sincere attitude?"

"Oh? Xiaole raised his eyebrows and smiled sinisterly. He pointed to the people around him and said, "I think you are not old. Let's bow to no one here first to admit that you are wrong! Haha. Then, "I'll add a little more to the car and horse fee, and it's also a way to compensate everyone for their mental losses!"

"Haha" the crowd burst into laughter. Zhang Qingyun's eyes turned cold and his eyes slowly swept across the faces of everyone. Most of them looked like they were playing with mice. There were also several artists working on their own in front of the mirror, and they were indifferent to the things on the field. They were all the big names they invited this time. Ling Xuefei was one of them.

"Hey! Mr. Qian, how can people come in easily in the powder room? Are there any rules?" A man suddenly said, looking at everyone, the person who spoke was another red singer invited this time. Ouyang Xiaoyan, who was tidying her head with the help of a stylist, and her voice was very impatient, but her back was facing everyone, and she could not see her face.

The man with his eyes was about to speak when his cell phone suddenly rang. He quickly took out his cell phone. Fatty Wang, who was beside him, smiled and snorted: "Didn't you hear Miss Ouyang? Why are you still staying here? Why don't you leave quickly? You want us to invite you!"

Zhang Qingyun pointed at the man who was answering the phone. Fatty Ou immediately stopped and the room suddenly became quiet.

The man with his eyes blocked the phone with his hands, bowed while talking, his face gradually turned red and then became pale. He occasionally looked up and looked at Zhang Qingyun with his eyes. The waist became lower and lower. Fatty Ou saw this situation and thought he thought Zhang Qingyun was in trouble. He stood up and winked at the two bodyguards in the crowd, asking him to blow Zhang Qingyun out.

"Oh!" Fatty Wang screamed, and a pile of compost fell on the chair. The man in glasses didn't even look at him. He pressed his hand on the receiver of the phone. Qiqi Ai Ai walked to Zhang Qingyun in an awesome way and said, "May I ask... are you Mr. Zhang?"

"Yes!" Zhang Qingyun said calmly, and the man with glasses immediately turned ugly, and he hunched over and said, "Then, Mr. Wang wants you to listen to the phone!"

Zhang Qingyun raised his eyebrows, and the eye director handed over his phone. Zhang Qingyun put it in his ear and fed it. Then he heard Wang Feng's thick voice:

"Brother Zhang! The matter has been resolved. I will settle the score with that boy Qian Chang. They are not a group of good things, you don't have to give these people too much face."

Zhang Qiyun was stunned, his mind turned and calmed down for a moment, and said calmly: "I understand! Then let's do it first! These old men are still waiting for me to bow to them! Haha!"

After hanging up the phone, before Zhang Qingyun could speak, the man in glasses clapped his hands first and shouted, "Everyone comes here to gather, listen to Brother Zhang." Oh, no, Secretary Zhang will tell us a few words."

Everyone was stunned and didn't understand why Mr. Qian's face changed so quickly. Before he could react, Qian Chang's face changed. His tone immediately became higher: "What? Didn't you hear it? Come here! Slowly, where are the professional ethics you usually teach you now?"

Everyone was shocked and surrounded them. The singer named Xiaole looked a little ugly. He stood up a little slower, and the man with his eyes stepped forward and slapped him in the face: "You guy lost your soul? He was slow. Do you really think you are a dish?"

The slap made a group of people silent and their movements became much faster. The man in glasses walked to Zhang Qingyun with a saliva face and smiled and said, "That little, hehe. Brother Zhang" Oh, no! Secretary Zhang, I don't know Mount Tai, so I'll call everyone here to accompany you. I'm also forgotten that you have a lot of adults. Is there still a performance this afternoon?"

Zhang Qingyun looked at him with a calm expression. He had to admit that the snobbery of these entertainment companies was shocking. The rapid change from owner to dog was shocking. With this in mind, Zhang Qingyun felt boring and dealing with these people was too insulting to his identity.

Qian didn't think so. Zhang Qingyun's scalp was numb. He turned his head and shouted to the unlucky lead singer: "You fuck me want me to teach you. 1. Come and talk to Brother Zhang." Oh. No, Zhang apologize?"

Fatty Wang had already understood what was going on. His eyes stopped talking, and he pulled Xiaole and walked out of the crowd. His fat face was full of flattery smiles and said:

"Zhang, Secretary! Xiaole is ignorant, this is offending you. You have looked at me! Xiaole is wrong to me! The change of Xiaole is no less than that of the fat man. The fat man didn't say anything to me. His waist was bent down and he laughed repeatedly, and his appearance was so funny that it made people get goosebumps all over his body.

Zhang Qingyun frowned. He slowly swept through the dozens of people in the dressing room. Most of them lowered their heads, including the Ouyang Xiaoyan and Xiaoling who had just been swollen.

Xue Fei was still a little more natural, and his expression on his face had not changed much, but his arrogance was still hidden.

Zhang Qingyun shook his head secretly, thinking to himself that this is a star who is full of favors? It's just a group of villains who bully the weak and fear the strong.

"Mr. Qian! Can we negotiate next? How do you calculate the car fee?"

"Yes, yes!" Qian Chang nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, suddenly realized something was wrong, and immediately changed his words: "No, that" support the performance of rural areas and rural areas, how can you charge any car fees? That's just a joke, hehe, joke!"

Zhang Qingyun sneered and said, "The time is not too long, you guys are busy! It's better not to let everyone down!" After that, he turned around and left, unwilling to look back at him. Isn't it a kind of sadness to live like Qian Chang and other people!

When he went out, Zhang Qingyun's heart moved. The first little thought was that Wang Feng was definitely not an ordinary person. Seeing Qian Chang's appearance just now, he was obviously scared. Is Jiangnan Media so powerful?

"Secretary Zhang, you" Peng Cao had been impatient at the corner. When he saw Zhang Qingyun appear, he hurriedly said. Wu Dezhi and Wu Xueshu were also here.

"Qingyun, can you do anything? Don't you know how to restrain yourself?" Wu Dezhi stepped forward with a cold face and criticized.

"It's okay, they are putting on makeup, there's no problem with the normal performance in the afternoon!" Zhang Qingyun said, and before everyone could come to their senses, he continued, "I'll leave first, there can't be no one there."

Ding downstairs, leaving a sentence: "No need to prepare for the car and horse fees!"

In the dressing room, Zhang Qingyun was sent away, and Qian Chang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Mr. Qian! This person is," Fatty Ou stepped forward and smiled apologized. Qian Chang snorted and said, "It's all your bad ideas. Let's settle the score with you again!"

"What! Just a small official, what a big-tailed wolf?" Ouyang Xiaoyan said with an unhappy look on her face.

"Hehe!" Qian Chang snorted coldly, looked at Ouyang Xiaoyan, and said, "You know, don't think that if there are a few people who want to go to heaven now, they want to kill you. It's easier than killing an ant." Then he spat fiercely and said hatefully:

"Why is it so bad that there is such a big fish hidden in this mountain corner? Why are you still standing there? Why don't you work quickly? Tell you the truth! The person named Zhang just now is the younger brother of Mr. Wang of Jiangnan Media. Some of you think I didn't ask anyone to praise you?

The afternoon performance cheered me up, and the troubles made me annoyed this Bodhisattva. I will go back and record your skin!"

Everyone was silent, their faces were pale, and they all started to put on makeup and work. Qian Chang sneered. Now there are a few red stars in the company that he couldn't hide it anymore. It would be better to carry Jiangnan Media Group out and suppress these guys. They were all calm and tumbling in the entertainment industry and offend media giants. That was no different from seeking death.

When Cai, as for Qian Chang, the most important thing for him is to find a way to ease his relationship with Zhang Qingyun immediately, otherwise he would not know when the disaster would come.

In the afternoon, Zhang Qingyun did not go to watch the big names on site, and the stars performed. The bonfire party in the evening was held in the Hang Garden. Zhang Qingyun went to Wenxiu Village to inspect the scene.

The site selection work has been completed long ago. When Zhang Qingyun arrived at the scene, the staff were making the final arrangements.

The early ripening tree is full of fruits, and the fragrance of gold is wafting. The main venue of the bonfire party is in the open space in the middle of the hangzi tree. In the middle of the field is piled with dried pine firewood transported from the Liziping Mountain. The main bonfire flame will be able to reach a height of more than meter high. The main bonfire is about a distance away, and is surrounded by a small bonfire.

In the middle is a circular passage 30 meters wide. Here, the most beautiful dances of ethnic minorities will be danced here at night. Outside the venue, there are many seats for the ceremonials, all of which are located around the trunk trees. At that time, guests can dance while enjoying the ethnic minority style and enjoying the honey hangings in early autumn. The design is unique.

"Qingyun? Come and sit down and eat a hanger!" A pleasant voice sounded.

Zhang Qingyun was stunned and smiled, "Ma Shan? Hey, why are you here? Do you need a medical team here too?"

Ma Shan didn't say anything. 1 Just laughed. The little horse next to Zhang Qingyun said, "Secretary Zhang, the medical team was also arranged for the bonfire party tonight."

Zhang Qingyun nodded suddenly. She sat on the VIP chair next to the hanging tree, nodded to Ma Shan and said, "You can sit too!"

Ma Shan's cheeks turned slightly red, she hesitated for a moment and sat down next to him.
Chapter completed!