After all, she was an artist under her banner. Qi Wen walked up to Mo Shuangling and pulled her sleeves, her eyes warning secretly, and Mo Shuangling stopped talking.

"It's a coincidence that we meet again, young lady." Qi Wen said to Ding Yiyi with a smile. Ding Yiyi originally thought that the wrong party was making a fortune, so she responded hurriedly.

The director on the side walked over, his eyes did not stay on Ding Yiyi, but on Cheng Bao. He walked around Cheng Bao, looked at the color of the coat, and suddenly said: "Will this dog be sold for 50,000?"

"Fifty thousand!" This number was simply astronomical to Ding Yiyi. Seeing her expression, the director thought it was too little. He paused and said: "70,000, it can't be more. After all, there are certain defects in the ears. Although

It’s a great breed.”

"What do you mean, top quality?" Ding Yiyi became more and more confused as she listened, looking at the director with a puzzled look on her face. Even Mo Shuangling, who was hiding far away, came over.

Seeing that her expression was not fake, the director said patiently: "The dog you are raising is a purebred Tibetan Mastiff. You see, its hair is black and shiny, its limbs are very healthy and agile, and it has fangs and eyes. It is very beautiful in Tibet."

He might become Zao, but it's a pity that his ears are injured."

When Ding Yiyi heard what he said, she looked down at Cheng Bao. Cheng Bao also looked up at her and gently opened his mouth to hold the back of her hand. Ding Yiyi could not imagine that Cheng Bao had such a big background.

"Sell it or not!" The director looked at Cheng Bao, the more he fell in love with him. He looked at Ding Yiyi with bright eyes. His offer of 70,000 was considered a small amount. If such a dog is raised bigger and his wildness is stimulated, a

Dogs can sell for hundreds of thousands.

Cheng Bao seemed to understand human speech, lying down quietly at Ding Yiyi's feet, with his head resting on his paws, not looking at anyone, and only became restless when Mo Shuangling came close.

Mo Shuangling was extremely depressed. What kind of enmity did she have with this dog? She couldn't help but look at it a few more times. The more she looked at it, the more familiar it became, and her heart skipped a beat. Could it be that this dog was the one from that time?

!

"Not for sale!" Ding Yiyi suddenly said, and passers-by started talking about it. 70,000 yuan can do a lot of things, and you can buy a nice dog. There is no need to waste this great opportunity for a dog with broken ears.

Ding Yiyi squatted down and touched Chengbao's head and said: "The first time I saw it, it was locked in a cage and was dirty. I don't know why, but I saw its despair.

It may have been transferred to many homes and experienced many owners. I hope I am its last owner.”

The director didn't say anything after hearing this, and nodded to her. Since she didn't want to sell her, he wouldn't force it. He waved to his assistant and said, "Get ready for the next scene."

"Wait a minute! The extra called and said there was a car accident on the road and he went to the hospital and won't come back!" The recorder hurried over.

The director roared: "What do you mean by suddenly stopping? Do you know that this movie is burning money every minute! How on earth do you hire extras? Can you be more professional?"

"I'm going to recruit now. Two hundred dollars an hour shouldn't be particularly difficult to recruit." The assistant wiped the sweat from his forehead. Although it was early autumn, the city was still very hot, and most of it was caused by the director's roar just now.

Scared.

"Can I apply?" Ding Yiyi stepped forward and asked. She no longer has a scholarship. She usually only earns about a thousand yuan a month from her part-time job at the Dihao Hotel. If she can take over the job of this extra,

Two hundred dollars an hour is really a lot of money.
Chapter completed!