"If it is a simple poverty alleviation drama, there is really no substantive content, Director... I will upload it!"

The editor curled his lips.

Poverty alleviation dramas have been popular in the past two years, but to be honest... This kind of drama cannot afford a big director, no stars... there is no topic. The most important thing is that the content of the drama is ordinary and cannot be more ordinary.

"Go!"

Ren Long waved his hand.

"OK."

.........

Night falls,

When he returned to the hotel, Fang Houshu took a comfortable shower. After working hard for several days, he finally could relax and take a rest.

However, just as I was lying on the sofa, the phone ringtone rang.

Pick it up and take a look,

It was Xu Hao who called him.

"Monkey, have the matter done there?"

As soon as it was connected, Xu Hao's voice came immediately.

"It's done. I just sent the film to the TV station this afternoon, and everything in the contract has been signed."

When it comes to serious matters, Fang Hou's expression was straight.

"That's good... I'll book a plane ticket tonight... I must arrive in Mingsha County tomorrow afternoon, and we will launch another drama... Is it okay to register a new drama or something without you!"

"So urgent?"

Fang Hou was stunned.

He and Xu Hao had talked about new dramas before, but they just mentioned the general direction and had no decision on the specifics.

"Well, the homestay has a tourism festival... I have to do some projects to endorse it."

Xu Hao said again.

"Tourism Festival? Tengwang Pavilion has a tourism festival? Now we have not even decided where our employees live, where can we have the ability to hold a tourism festival!"

When he heard that he was going to have a tourism festival, Fang Hou's mobile phone almost fell to the ground.

Although he is an amateur, he is also very clear that the homestay has no strength to host the tourism festival.

"Oh, it's hard to say... Anyway, the matter has been decided, and the Tourism Festival will open on October 20th! We only have one "Wulin Waizhu" to endorse it, but it's not enough. We need to launch another big drama!

At least you won’t lose face when you endorse two dramas.”

A hint of fatigue appeared in Xu Hao's voice.

Zhu Qiang, Luo Peng and others were as busy as gyros. He was even busier than these two people. He was from Tingchao Ting and Wudi City, and he felt that there was no minute for him.

I dare not say how grand the tourism festival is. At least the tourists must have new places to go around Qixia Town and Tengwang Pavilion.

"Then... well, I'll go back tomorrow! But... project establishments are easy to do... How about the actors and filming locations? Or the actors who used the previous drama?"

Come back to the senses,

Fang Hou took a deep breath.

Since the boss said he wanted to do it even if he didn’t have the conditions to create conditions, he had to go.

"If you can use the actors who have the previous drama, you can use the actors who have the previous drama. If you can't use it, look for them from outside. In short, come back first!"

"Okay! See you tomorrow afternoon."

After hanging up the phone, Fang Hou lost the intention of sleeping, so he turned on the computer and booked the air ticket.

.........

No more words overnight,

Early the next morning, Fang Hou arrived at Yancheng Airport early, and by three o'clock in the afternoon, he had already arrived at the intersection of Hongshagang Village.

However,

When Fang Hou saw the scene in front of him clearly, he couldn't believe his eyes.

It took less than half a month for him to leave Qixia Town and go to Yancheng. If he hadn't repeatedly confirmed that he would have really thought he had gone to the wrong place.

I saw a long queue of trucks pulling wood at the entrance of the village and unloading goods. Ten wooden sheds were temporarily built at the entrance of the village, and there were about twenty carpenters working under each wooden shed.

Chainsaw sounded endlessly, sparks were splashing everywhere, and almost every minute a component or wooden beam was numbered and carried to another truck.

That doesn't count,

In addition to the wood trucks...the dump trucks are also lined up in long queues, slowly moving towards the B&B.

Anyway, the scene is spectacular.

"This movement... I believe it even if I build Tengwang Pavilion in two days!"

Take a deep breath,

Fang Hou continued to walk in.

no way,

In this case, it is impossible to take a bus again, so you can only walk.

The five-kilometer highway is neither long nor short.

When Fang Hou walked to the junction of the road and the plot with his suitcase, he was shocked by the scene in front of him for a long time and could not speak.

Standing at the junction, I saw a parking lot on the right, and on the left are three antique buildings with three outer and seven inner buildings. In front of the parking lot are a row of five antique buildings.

Although the antique buildings and five antique buildings already have the flavor of ancient buildings, the workers in the construction are still busy.

Looking in along the blue brick road,

The two sides are covered with marked wood, one after another, stretching into the depths of the desert.

This scene is even more spectacular than the scene at the entrance of Hongshagang Village.

"I...Damn... Is Haozi using his ultimate move? It's only been half a month!"

Finally come back to his senses,

Fang Hou put away his mind and continued walking in.

Fortunately, the public carriage on Qingbiao Avenue was still operating at this time, so I took one of them... and rushed to Oasis No. 2.

On the way, Xu Hao sent him a message saying that he was at Oasis No. 2 and went directly to Oasis No. 2 to discuss things.

Little do you know,

Fang Hou's shock had just begun.

When he stood in front of Oasis No. 2 an hour later, he had completely lost his thoughts.

I saw a huge base on the small lakeside of Oasis No. 2, with more than a dozen carpenters working on it, and the north side of Sha'ao was completely flattened.

It is as big as twenty football fields.

There are thousands of antique blue bricks and some bluestone sheets every seven or eight meters on the edge of the plot. Some masons and stonemasons are laying out lines to build. It can be seen that the foundations around the plot have been completed.

"Haozi, you're having a lot of fun, right?"

When Fang Hou found Xu Hao at the pedestal by the lake half an hour later, he couldn't help but say something he had been holding back all the way.

"There's no way...you can't be embarrassed, right!"

Xu Hao glanced at Fang Hou and immediately pulled him aside.

"You're here...I've written the script. Our costume martial arts drama is called "The Swordsman in the Snow". You'll read the script first... Basically, the big scene is

This pavilion by the lake and this small ancient city under construction were taken.”

"Little Ancient City? You are not embarrassing but making trouble!"

Fang Hou glanced at the plot in the distance.

This plot is at least as big as three or four Qixia Towns. If it is built before the Tourism Festival, the size of the homestay can surpass most scenic spots in Suzhou.

"If you don't talk about these, we will consider other scenes at that time... If you can shoot in Mingsha County, you will get it in Mingsha County. If you can't get it, we will make it ourselves. The script is in Room 23."

After Xu Hao said that, he took out a key and handed it to Fang Hou.

"Then... that's OK, I'll read the script first and find a way to establish the project."

Fang Hou took a deep breath, then took the key and walked towards the homestay.

......

Mingsha County, Government Affairs Building,

Unlike Mingsha Cultural Tourism, leaders such as Wang Xun and Qin Xuan felt a little redundant. It’s not that they don’t want to help but that they feel they can’t help at all.

"Leader, I feel like Xu County is playing big this time... If the provincial leader knew his actions, he would not know if he would faint from anger. The leader originally thought that he would slow down from the beginning of our Mingsha County.

This tourism festival is abolished...but now Mingsha Cultural Tourism is investing in..."

After a long time, Qin Xuan couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"I was so angry that I was so angry that I asked them to choose our Mingsha County, but I met Xu County again? They underestimated the standard of "not embarrassing" in Xu County."

Wang Xun picked up the teacup and took a sip.
Chapter completed!