Chapter 818 Galloping

What’s more, the film fund recovery cycle is often half a year.

In most cases, buying the box office is the most cost-effective, such as the current "Stewardess".

The common method is for the sponsor to purchase, the distributor and the theater to negotiate a contract base price, and to book a large area.

This behavior benefits everyone except the movies in the same period, after all, they have to pay taxes.

If "Stewardess" can exceed 100 million, the biggest beneficiary will be Liu Yifei, followed by Teng Congcong, and then Lei Datou.

Hearing her boyfriend say this, Liu Yifei blinked.

"Then I'll leave it to you, Teacher Yang Lingyue."

Yang Lingyue was puzzled: "Why do you want me to go? Don't you have legs?"

Liu Yifei seemed not to understand: "Huh?"

Yang Lingyue was speechless for a long time, and finally sighed: "You, did I take you to China Film Group for nothing? Tomorrow you, Teng Congcong, and Xu Yang, go to their distribution department."

"Is that all?"

Yang Lingyue looked at her cute look and couldn't help but rub her: "You really don't take me, the title of my girlfriend, as a dish."

Liu Yifei said "Huh" in disdain, and then smiled and clingy.

Something was wrong with clingy clingy.

"Well~ Don't be here, go back to the room and hug me."

"Right here."

"No, you're annoying, um~"

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Although this was her own home, Liu Yifei was very nervous and a little distracted, but she also felt a little strange.

I secretly thought, "He just drank too much, I couldn't beat him, I was forced..."

At this moment, Liu Xiaoli upstairs put down the book in her hand and prepared to go to bed, so she got up to close the door. After all, she didn't want to torture herself by listening to the room.

When I arrived at the door, I realized that Xixi hadn't come upstairs yet. I felt a little sad. I had to wait all the time, so I planned to call her to let her rest early. It is very important for women to maintain their normal work and rest.

When I reached the stairs, I heard intermittent and vague sounds.

I couldn't help but spit.

I turned back to the room, walked a few steps, and turned back again, subconsciously lightening my steps.

I leaned against the wall, stuck out half of my head and followed the source of the sound, looking at the sofa area in the living room downstairs.

"Bastard man."

After an unknown period of time, Liu Xiaoli cursed secretly and turned back to the house.

Because there was nothing to see, the dog man carried Xixi back to the house on the first floor.

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Time passed in a flash, and it was March 20th.

In Dalate Banner, Dongsheng, about 30 kilometers away from the Yellow River, Yang Lingyue, who had been here for a week, was holding a horse with one hand and Zeng Li's hand with the other, watching a large drilling machine working.

The sound of "clang, clang" was endless.

The sand gushing out from the top of the machine was no longer yellow sand but black sand. This was because the coal seam was drilled, but there was no coal reservoir here. Even if there was, it had nothing to do with the Blue Ocean Group...

This was the 20th deep desert well that the Blue Ocean Group had drilled since it started construction this year.

These wells have water at a depth of 80 meters and 300 meters at a depth of deep.

The reason for this is that Zeng Li has money and will continue to drill, one well for every 10,000 mu of desert.

Of course, the water from these wells will not be abused, but only used for planting trees. After all, it needs to be powered by a diesel engine to generate electricity.

After another five or six years, when the desert is hardened and can store a certain amount of water and other crops can be planted, it will be time to use them properly.

Far to the east, there were forty or fifty people working under the sand dunes where grass grids had been set up. Two people cooperated, one holding a water gun and the other holding a sapling. They worked in perfect harmony and planted a tree every ten seconds.

Such tree planting scenes were everywhere in Zeng Li's 2 million mu of desert, with nearly 8,000 people working at the same time.

There was a village in each place, with dozens or hundreds of people. Each village was a base of the Blue Ocean Group, with a sapling warehouse and an equipment storage warehouse. Money was spent like water, but there were smiles everywhere.

Yang Lingyue had completed the task of planting 100 trees long ago, and by the way, he had also completed Zeng Li's 100 trees.

Wearing a baseball cap, sunglasses, and a scarf covering her mouth and nose, Zeng Li said in a muffled voice: "Husband, go play, I'll go back to the village to see the road construction."

Yang Lingyue, whose skin was already a little dark and rough, showed a row of white teeth and smiled: "Let's go together, I'll follow you."

Zeng Li didn't care about him. When she walked to the off-road vehicle beside her, she turned back and reminded him: "Ride slowly, don't fall again."

Yang Lingyue was immediately anxious. What are you talking about? It's just that he fell three, four, five or six times. That's because he had to gallop on the horse.

What's the difference between a slow horse and riding a cow.

"Okay, I must go slowly."

Yang Lingyue responded with his left foot on the left stirrup and climbed onto his yellow and white horse, a very common Mongolian horse.

The same was true for Wu Zhigang on the side. He rode a pure black horse and was very handsome.

But this is just like raising fish. It depends on the eye. Yang Lingyue likes his yellow and white little stallion, a typical yellow horse.

After tapping the horse's belly lightly, it started to walk slowly. When it reached the edge of the desert and the desert area, it lifted its butt slightly, and without tapping its feet, the yellow and white stallion understood the meaning of carrying its master on its back and started to trot.

Seeing Zeng Li's car on the road, Yang Lingyue leaned forward again on the roadside.

The hands holding the reins shook, and a "hold" sounded.

Then it galloped, leaving Wu Zhigang behind, feeling very happy.

Zeng Li looked at her husband galloping on his horse not far from the side through the car window, and couldn't help but say: "I knew it would be like this."

Li Zi said, "Sister, do you want Brother Liu to drive slower?"

Zeng Li smiled and shook her head, "No, at this speed, riding a horse is better than yelling to fly a helicopter."

Li Zi looked at her boss's doting expression and couldn't help but gasp. The boss's maternal taste was getting stronger and stronger. She treated the big boss like a son, especially after confirming that she was pregnant with a son, um...

"Sister, we just need to do it step by step here. It's enough for me and Mr. Zhang. Or you can go back to Beijing with your brother-in-law."

Zeng Li shook her head, "It's only been a week since I came here. It's not appropriate."

Li Zi was silent. That's right. Officials from each region must meet with him, and the foreman must meet with him. As for the specific work, it will be gridding, planting trees, digging wells, and planning roads in the next two years.

"I'm worried about you."

"I know it. I feel that this place is much better than Beijing, and my body feels much better."

When she said this, Zeng Li covered her stomach. She was telling the truth. Although this place is dry, the air is good and the people are simple. She is happy to see the green saplings continue to be inserted into the desert.

Thinking that this place will be the foundation of her son in the future, she is full of energy.

Zeng Li turned her head and looked out the window and said with a smile: "After a while, I will go back to Longcheng instead of Beijing."

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