Section 246

But unexpectedly, the two of them found an empty room and chatted, and Lu Bai suddenly became interested in Liu Huarong's script.

"Wait a minute, Lao Liu, you said your new script is a brand new creation, and it is weird all over the world. How weird is it?"

"Lu Bai, you know, I, Liu Huarong, have always been a very patriotic person, especially when I saw the history of Lao Foye, I felt that I should make the role of the evil king even greater. Look at the protagonist, he is so weird. We gave away so much money back then. Shouldn't the protagonist give back all the money when he went out?"

Chapter 142 Team Building (Two-in-One Chapter)

Liu Huarong's words seemed to open up a new world for Lu Bai.

Just like the "Twelve Chinese Zodiac Signs" that Lu Bai had seen before, what with the dragon head, pig head, rabbit head, and movies that were robbed all over the world, bullets flying everywhere, and high-rise buildings jumping everywhere, it was thrilling to watch.

But he, Lu Bai, is different. He doesn't have to rob at all.

He just goes to take a look, and then says that this thing is really good, really good, he doesn't believe that people dare not give it to him obediently.

Don't give it?

If you dare not give it, you are weird.

...

No matter how Lu Bai argued, Lu Bai knew that he was really weird after traveling to Blue Star.

So this matter sounded very operational.

"Old Liu, do you know how much silver the old Buddha gave away back then?"

"When I wrote this script, I actually checked some history. If the money the old Buddha gave away was converted into silver, it would be at least 450 million taels."

450 million taels of silver, how much money is this, it's too broad, not specific at all, but it must be old money.

Damn, this prodigal old woman, Lu Bai couldn't help cursing in his heart.

"How much is it worth."

"It's hard to say, but now, 4 trillion should still be worth it."

4 trillion, damn, so much, Lu Bai suddenly felt that this money was his, and then he was forced to give it away with a gun, which made him feel so distressed.

No, this money must be taken back.

Moreover, more than a hundred years have passed, and the interest on the four trillion yuan cannot be reduced.

At this time, Liu Huarong was staring at Lu Bai with excitement. Lu Bai had just talked to him about so many scripts. It seemed that this time, Lu Bai would definitely play his evil king.

As a result, Lu Bai suddenly said: "Old Liu, we have talked for five minutes. Those two minutes are given to you for free. I have something else to do, so I will leave first."

Liu Huarong was stunned.

"No, Lu Bai, we haven't finished discussing the script yet. I still have a lot of ideas. I tell you, my script is definitely the greatest script of the 20th century."

Great ass, damn, you are clearly trying to trick me.

"Script, what script, what does your script have to do with me."

? ? ?

"This is the script I wrote for you with all my heart and soul. How can it have nothing to do with it? I also want to invite you to act in it."

"I, Lu Bai, don't want to act in any movies. I just want to play something real."

Don't want to act in a movie, just play a reality?

Then why did you ask me so many questions just now?

Wait... No.

Playing for real?

Could it be...

Liu Huarong opened his mouth and suddenly turned into an O shape. It took less than three seconds for him to go from being confused to being surprised.

He reacted quickly and had a high mental quality, but even though he had seen countless storms, he was still shocked.

Lu Bai asked him so many questions just now, and also asked about Lao Foye.

Could it be that Lu Bai was planning to use his evil ways to get back Lao Foye's property.

Don't say it, with their leader's dog-like personality, he really could do it, and he had done more evil things before.

But is it possible? That's tens of trillions, and he can just take it if he wants it?

Why does it feel like robbery.

But this thing can't be done by anyone else, but if it's Lu Bai, there's really a chance.

Because Lu Bai's evil ways are really evil.

Liu Huarong, who is over 60 years old, suddenly felt a surge of emotions. If he could follow Lu Bai and witness this scene with his own eyes, it would be great. If he came back to make a movie again, he would be fucking invincible.

There is no one who can beat the whole world.

Liu Huarong thought about it and had an orgasm.

No, I have to perfect the script after I go back.

...

After walking the red carpet, it was just after five in the afternoon. The Weibo Entertainment Festival officially started at seven in the evening. There was more than an hour of rest in between. The Weibo official was very considerate and prepared a dinner for the celebrities and some bigwigs in the entertainment industry.

Some artists declined because they were worried about their breath being unstable when they had to perform on stage. Some people simply didn't come to the table because they were excited to see their leader. Some female artists didn't want to eat because they wanted to control their body shape.

In the end, during the whole dinner, only Lu Bai and his Dixing Entertainment artists sat at a large table in the middle.

Zhang Han, Xu Yang, Song Qian, Wu Da, Wang Xiaotian and other people all came without missing a single one. They were all invited by Weibo officials. In addition to the fact that they all had very classic works this year, the main reason was that they were all artists of Lu Bai's company.

For Lu Bai's sake, they had to be invited, otherwise some of them would not be qualified to be invited in today. After all, there were too many big names coming this year.

In addition to the celebrities who are familiar with Lu Bai, there is also Ding Sanshi, Mr. Ding, who is making up the numbers on the table. I don’t know what is missing in this uncle’s mind. At the music festival award ceremony, he, a CEO of a listed company, also ran with him. Come join in the fun.

But looking at the dark circles on Old Ding's face, Lu Bai felt a little guilty.

It seems that Mr. Ding has achieved great success in his recent practice of "Are Golden Scales a Thing in the Pool?"

When everyone saw Lu Bai and Song Qingci coming in holding hands, they couldn't help but stand up. Their faces were full of admiration and some messy emotions. Everyone looked different.

Lu Bai took all these emotions into his pocket, rubbed them, and confirmed that the emotions on their faces were definitely employees' respect for their bosses, and nothing else.

...

Tonight, before he leaves, he plans to treat his employees to a meal and engage in team building.

In the past two months, these artists under his company have made Lu Bai a lot of money. Of course, they themselves have also earned more, but it is not important. As a boss, does he always have to thank his company's employees?

Only by uniting employees can we earn more money in the future.

Although he doesn't need it, free team building is not in vain.

In total, these people earn more than themselves. Looking at it this way, it's more like the boss Lu Bai is working for them.

Everyone: Boss, how can you have the nerve to say such things? As a boss, you say you work for us?

No matter how much we earn, in the end it’s not you who earns the most.

Your heart is so dark.

...

Weibo: Leader Lu still knows how to play. We, Weibo, held an award ceremony and invited artists to dinner. In the end, you made it into a company team building. Not only was it free, we also gave you a 10 million appearance fee.

If it weren't for Lu Bai's evil power, I would really like to say that Master Lu is a real dog.

Until Lu Bai walked to the dining table, everyone's expressions remained unchanged, and Lu Bai's head felt a little painful just looking at them.

Everyone seemed to be greeting Lu Bai with their eyes: You are here, the evil one.

Just outrageous.

Lu Bai looked at everyone, smiled lightly and said, "Everyone, sit down, why are you standing and watching."

Then a group of people sat down slowly, but their eyes never left Lu Bai. Their eyes were bright, and they thought they saw their ex-girlfriend coming.

But when Lu Bai subconsciously scanned the number of people on the table, Lu Bai's expression suddenly changed.

1234..., there were 11 people at this table. Counting him and Song Qingci, the total number was 13. 13 people were sitting at the same table for dinner, and he suddenly thought of a painting: "The Last Supper." "

This is unlucky.

And today is indeed the last meal before he and Song Qingci leave.

Lu Bai's first thought was to drive Mr. Ding off the table, but when he saw the dark circles under Mr. Ding's eyes again, he felt a rare pity for Mr. Ding.

However, in order to make this trip more auspicious, Lu Bai pulled Zhou Wei who was standing behind him and said with a smile: "Old Zhou, why don't you sit down too?"

Zhou Wei felt bad when he saw Lu Bai's smiling face.

Why does it feel like I'm on a pirate ship?

He doesn't want to sit.

But he couldn't help it, Lu Bai kept looking at him with a smile, which made him panic.

"Lu Bai, this is your company dinner, so I won't sit down."

"Sit down, from today on you are also an artist in my company."