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Du Chunfeng laughed, and pointed to Jiang Ze, whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and said: "He is Jiang Ze, the disciple of Zhou Tian, I want to work with him for my next movie."

When the reporter heard this, he stuck out his tongue and quickly sat down.

He thought to himself, So that guy was also a director, but there were tens of millions of directors in China, and there were only a few who were famous. It wasn't strange that he didn't know about them.

Another reporter raised his hand and asked, "Mr. Dean, why don't you continue cooperating with Director Zhou Tian? Everyone knows that you relied on this movie to hit the jackpot. This collaboration suddenly found an obscure director to work with. Did something happen between him and Director Zhou Tian? Or are you being ungrateful? "

No name?

Hearing this, Jiang Ze gritted his teeth so hard that they creaked.

"The mouths of these reporters are really quite vicious. They wouldn't expect me to order them, would they?"

Du Chunfeng muttered in his heart, but that warm smile still hung on his handsome face.

"Previously, Director Zhou Tian had already intended to withdraw. I believe that all the reporters and friends here have heard of something."

Saying that, Du Chunfeng lowered his head and looked around, seeing that the reporters were looking at each other, he nodded his head, then continued to speak: "That is not a lie, Master Zhou is already out of the country enjoying his later years, but you all better not ask me any questions about where he went to. This is related to Old Master Zhou's privacy, I will not answer. Of course, before Old Master Zhou departed, he specifically told me that I could cooperate with Mr. Jiang Ze. "

The reporters did not have any suspicions regarding this matter. Some of them had sharp eyes and noticed that Du Chunfeng's hand was injured, so they asked for the reason.

Du Chunfeng rolled his eyes and found an excuse to do so.

After almost two hours, the press conference finally ended.

Other than the few questions about the movie at the beginning, the rest were all trivial matters. In the end, under the strong request of the fans, Du Chunfeng wrote a poem, "We are all Chinese".

Perfect closing.

It was also only when he was singing that Du Chunfeng realized that he couldn't even hear his five syllables, but that wasn't important.

The singing was completely drowned out by the fans' cheers. Du Chunfeng sang happily, and the fans also roared happily.

"Mr. Dean, I just thought of a good idea. How about we make an antique film and the story starts right there …"

Jiang Ze came forward to explain his plan.

Du Chunfeng waved his hands: "You just have to make your own decision on this. In any case, these are all trash, don't tell me that I would specifically discuss some sort of plan with trash?"

Ignoring Jiang Chao's extremely ugly gaze, Du Chunfeng was escorted by the crowd into the elevator.

"Clang!"

When Du Chunfeng completely entered the elevator, Jiang Chao's face turned sinister. He kicked over a trash can in the corridor, causing it to fall to the ground and roll forward. The rubbish inside flowed out in a straight line.

"Damn it!" Bullshit! Sooner or later, I'll show you! "

Jiang Chao roared ferociously.

After exiting the company, Du Chunfeng got into his car, and suddenly realised that he was now alone.

"Chen Xiaolian, Zhou Xue and the others were all sent out of the country by him. His chauffeur, Mountain Chicken, was resting in the hospital as he recuperated. He even forgot to send a good friend, Zhou Tian …" "Phew …"

He was about to leave, but he had to say his goodbyes at all costs. He also had to help him pay a sum of money in advance for the medical fees, in case the pheasant didn't have the money to heal him while he was gone.

After making up his mind, he was about to leave when the old machine suddenly sounded.

This type of old age machine was great. It had enough power, and even if he didn't charge it in half a month, it would still be fine. Furthermore, the sound of his phone ringing was extremely loud, like a loudspeaker.

It was a call from the Buddha. Du Chunfei raised his eyebrows and picked up the phone to answer it.

"Brother Du, there's movement. When my subordinate saw Wang Dan did not let his subordinate follow him, he went out alone. It seems like he wanted to see some mysterious person."

The Buddha said.

"Mysterious person? Send a text message of the address to my phone right now, and I'll be there right away. "

Not long after, a text message arrived on his cell phone. It was a coffee shop, and it was not far from here.

"Who do you want to meet? Could it be that they want to join forces with the other powers to deal with me? "

Du Chunfeng guessed to himself as he drove out.

Actually, the biggest use of Du Chunfeng sending Buddha monitoring Wang Dan was to find out how he obtained information about his father. However, Du Chunfeng was not interested in what kind of method he could think of to deal with Du Chunfeng at all.

With such a small shrimp like Wang Dan, how could he possibly be able to cause such a huge commotion?

A few minutes later, he arrived at a place close to the coffee shop. From his car, Du Chunfeng coincidentally saw One-eyed Wang Dan standing at the door, vigilantly looking around, but refused to go in.

Had he been standing at the door watching for suspicious people the whole time he'd been driving here?

Looks like the person Wang Dan wants to meet this time is really important, or else he wouldn't be this vigilant.

Noticing that Wang Dan's gaze had swept over them, Du Chunfeng quickly bent down and lied down in the carriage.

After a moment, he raised his head and realized that Wang Dan had already entered the coffee shop.

After circling the café a few times, he sat down in a corner.

Through the window of the coffee shop, Du Chunfeng saw that a person was already sitting opposite to him. He was holding a thick book over his face, making it impossible to see his appearance.

" You're here. You have no tail, right? "

Behind the book was a broken sentence in Chinese.

"No, you can rest assured about that. Also, in order to avoid that damned old man from installing more bugs on me, I checked my entire body and even brought two screens with me. It can be said to be very safe."

Wang Dan laughed mischievously as he snapped his fingers.

Immediately, a servant dressed in black stockings, waitress, walked over and asked with a sweet voice: "Hello, may I ask what sir would like?"

Wang Dan fiercely stared at the maid's big chest for a few moments, then swallowed his saliva and said: "For a cup of coffee, remember to put milk and sugar inside the cup. It's fine if the sugar is ordinary white sugar, but you must use fresh milk."

Wang Dan rubbed his hands together in an evil grin.

The servant was so angry by Wang Dan's words that she turned red, but seeing how Wang Dan was acting, she did not dare provoke him. She could only endure it and glared at Wang Dan, then left with the latter laughing obscenely.

"The information I received was indeed correct, the young master of the Tiger Gang is extremely lustful, did he use his brain even in the middle of the day?"

The person whose face was covered by the book said it word for word in broken Chinese. Finally, he took down the book. It was a face with the characteristics of a foreigner. A knife scar between his brows seemed to link his two eyebrows together.