On the way, Mu Chengcheng gave up the urge to go home and ask Lao Mu for a loan. After all, the old man was being deceived by the Lan family and dreamed of becoming rich.

Mu Chengcheng could only contact his bank account manager first and ask him to withdraw all the financial resources he could withdraw.

I found Chu Qi again and borrowed the 600,000 that Chu Qi had at the bottom of the box.

It was almost midnight when these things were done.

Mu Chengcheng stared with tired eyes, wearing a wide nightgown and digging in the cloakroom.

She took out a mink that she had never worn before and sent it to a second-hand luxury store she was familiar with.

I also found a few expensive and rare leather Hermès bags, took pictures of them, and sent them to them.

Aunt Jiang knocked on the door with fruit tea: "Chengcheng, aren't you taking a rest at this late hour?"

"No rest, I'm going to switch jobs tomorrow. I'm still short of money from the three payments... I plan to sell a few bags..." Mu Chengcheng's voice sounded a little hoarse. He was probably going crazy in Lan Chaojin's office.

I was caught cold by the air-conditioning.

Aunt Jiang tiptoed over, picked up a bag that Mu Chengcheng placed at her feet, and caressed it lovingly: "It's so beautiful. It's a good thing that you can't even buy. Are you just selling it like this?"

Mu Chengcheng turned around and gave a pale smile with a tired expression: "It's okay, Aunt Jiang. My bags can be put on display. It doesn't matter if one or two are missing..."

Aunt Jiang bit her lip: "How much money do you still need? Auntie will give it to you."

Mu Chengcheng was startled and smiled sweetly: "Aunt Jiang, you have earned all your hard-earned money, how can I ask for your money..."

Aunt Jiang seemed to have made up her mind: "Just treat me as a shareholder. I have done a good job with you over the years. I have also saved some savings. You can use it, Chengcheng..."

Mu Chengcheng looked at Aunt Jiang's simple and sincere face, and thought of his father's vain eyes full of desire, and the big hands that pushed him into the abyss without hesitation.

Mu Chengcheng's eyes turned slightly red, she stopped what she was doing, turned around and threw herself into Aunt Jiang's arms.

Her voice was soft and waxy: "Aunt Jiang, you are so kind, better than my parents, but I still can't ask for your money...I'm not far behind, and the film will be finished soon, you

I accept your intention..."

Mu Chengcheng raised an innocent smile: "If you really feel sorry for me, I want to drink Yao Zhu porridge tomorrow morning. If I am full and full, I will follow the crew to Lincheng and stay for fifteen days. It is a tough battle!"

Aunt Jiang nodded hurriedly: "You can eat anything! It's a small matter! I'll soak the scallops right now!"

She looked worriedly at the bags on the floor and muttered: "How long will it take for you to sell enough bags..."

Mu Chengcheng picked out a fish-scale plaid bag that was completely white as if he was offering a treasure: "This one is probably enough. It can be sold for hundreds of thousands..."

Aunt Jiang was stunned for a while, then smiled innocently: "That's enough, that's enough..."

With that said, he left.

Aunt Jiang brought the only warmth in the quiet night sky.

He also gave Mu Chengcheng a reassuring medicine before going to bed.

Nothing in this world is smooth sailing.

But there is always hope.

Mu Chengcheng slept in the cloakroom all night and was woken up by the ringing of the phone the next day.

The assistant director on the scene told Mu Chengcheng that the production director had gathered a group of people who were looking at him to cause trouble in the staff hotel, and they were shouting that they would not leave the city unless they were paid.

They were afraid that something would happen if the actors knew about it, so they arranged for someone from the company to drive the actor's car and set off first.

Mu Chengcheng hurriedly took his bag to the second-hand luxury store, but it was too early and the store didn't even open.

Seeing that there was only 600,000 left in her account to make up the money, she felt anxious, so she called the finance department first and drove straight to Director Yu.

When I found Director Yu, he, the director and the screenwriter were talking in the room.

Mu Chengcheng pushed the door open and walked in. The three of them were startled.

The director first put on a charitable smile and said, "Mr. Mu is here." Then he stood up and pointed to the sofa behind him: "Mr. Mu, you guys chat, I'm going to the director's team to pack things..."

Mu Chengcheng knew that this was the director's intention to "escape from the golden cicada", so he did not force him to stop.

The screenwriter also learned to stand up and said: "Mr. Mu, I'm going to pack my things too."

After the two left, Director Yu was the first to speak: "Mr. Mu, how is the money raised?"

Mu Chengcheng said: "The difference is less than 600,000, and I have already asked the finance department to start paying wages."

Director Yu raised his eyebrows and said in a loud voice: "Okay! Whoever gets the salary can leave."

Mu Chengcheng calmed down and said, "Director Yu, I came here just to discuss with you. It is now half past nine in the morning. At eleven o'clock, all the teams will leave for Lincheng."

Director Yu smiled heartily: "Mr. Mu, it's not that I insist on blocking you. Those brothers are all people who work and get paid. Without money, drivers don't drive and workers don't load cars. No one wants the 600,000 you are short of."

I’ll give you credit, how can we set off?”

Mu Chengcheng: "I've paid the bulk of it, can't I be flexible with such a small amount?"

"cannot."

Mu Chengcheng couldn't help but feel a little angry when she saw that Director Yu was not getting along well, but she knew that getting angry and arguing in any way at this moment would be the last resort.

So she could only try to remain calm and said rationally: "I checked the salary contracts of all the staff overnight. There are three groups. The starting date of the contracts of the twenty-six people is seven days later than the others. That is to say, according to the date

Assuming that the salaries of these twenty-six people were not paid today, I also added the total, which is exactly 600,000..."

Seeing the change in Director Yu's face, Mu Chengcheng smiled lightly: "So, according to the contract, I will not pay anyone's remuneration today, so why can't I leave on time at eleven o'clock?"

Director Yu didn't seem to have thought of this at all: "Mr. Mu, the brothers didn't look carefully at the contract when they signed it. If you calculate it this way, my contract was signed a full month late. Logically speaking, you can't sign it this month."

It’s time to pay me four installments!”

"Director Yu..." Mu Chengcheng's voice was gentle but firm: "You are the production director of this film. Speaking of which, you represent the entire production team. You should hope that the filming goes smoothly than I do. So, today

The transition thing has gone out. The most embarrassing thing is that you are not me. How about you and I take a step back. I promise you to pay the remaining reward before arriving in Lincheng. You promise me to set off on time at eleven o'clock. How about

?”

Director Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at Mu Chengcheng, seemingly relieved: "It takes nine hours to drive from Nancheng to Lincheng..."

Mu Chengcheng threw his bag on the table: "My bag is worth two million, and it took me nine hours to find it for only 600,000. It's too easy for me."

The staff stayed in a relatively simple three-star hotel, and the air-conditioning fan made a harsh roar.

The temperature inside the house didn't drop much.

Director Yu's sweat also rolled down one by one along his cheeks.
Chapter completed!