Xiao Jiashu knew that the entertainment industry was very messy, but he didn't know that it could be so messy. It was just a company that rented a studio. The staff invited were like the underworld, with dragons, phoenixes, and Guan Gong on their bodies, and they dared to attack the children. There was no way to attack them.

But he also knew that he would definitely not be able to get it with his small body, so he took out the bill book while walking and shouted, "What's the trouble! I'll pay the remaining rent, how much is it!"

The big men who were smashing around turned their heads one after another and saw that he was wearing a watch worth millions, and his clothes and shoes were famous brands. Then he stopped slowly. One of the strong men reported a number, and he made a few strokes to fill out the ticket, and threw it over casually, "Get out quickly, or I'll call the police."

Several strong men were hired by their bosses. Who would be willing to beat and smash the money in the summer and get tired like a dog. They picked up the ticket and left, without a single word of extra words.

Wei Jiang, who was knocked to the ground, stood up with the help of two employees, covered his bleeding forehead and said, "Xiao Xiao, it was really thanks to you just now. I will write you an IOU to guarantee that the money will be returned to you within seven days." His house had been found by the buyer, and it should be able to be paid within seven days.

After saying that, he looked around and worriedly said, "Are the kids okay?"

The staff responsible for taking care of the children quickly waved their hands, "Do not worry, Director Wei, the children are all outside and are not injured. They just smashed three cameras, look..."

Wei Jiang was stunned and then sighed dejectedly. Those cameras were rented, one was tens of thousands of yuan, and smashing three units would cost at least tens of thousands of yuan, which was also a considerable expense. But no matter what, "A Dream of a Hundred Years" had to be filmed, because this was not only his dream, but also the dream of the children.

Seeing that his backbone was bent, Xiao Jiashu immediately asked, "Director Wei, I just watched the sample film and felt that your drama has great potential. I want to invest some money for you. What do you think?"

"Ah?" Wei Jiang realized what Xiao Jiashu was saying for a long time and rubbed his hands, "This, Mr. Xiao, you have to know that our drama is a children's drama or a remake of the eternal classic "A Hundred Years of Dreams". No one in the entertainment industry has done this before. It is a problem whether it can be sold. If you invest in this drama, aren't you afraid of losing all your money?"

He has also attracted investment everywhere, but when he heard that he was filming a children's drama, he would shake his head first, and then he heard that the remake of "A Hundred Dreams" was still the same as a rattle. The first investor who came to him like Mr. Xiao was the first, and he had to explain the situation clearly no matter what.

Xiao Jiashu said uneasy, "I have seen it and thought it's good, so I invested. You and the children just need to film, and whether they can sell it is my business. In this way, you can get me a planning book and a budget table, and I'll take it back to take a look."

Wei Jiang's hunched back straightened bit by bit, rubbed his hands and walked around the studio for a few times. Then he remembered the planner to put it in his car and hurried to get it.

Xiao Jiashu grabbed him and said with concern, "Don't be anxious, treat the wound on the forehead first. The children are outside, don't scare them."

"Oh, okay!" Wei Jiang immediately sat down and asked two female props to help him deal with the wound.

Just at this moment, a group of people rushed in with sticks, and the leader shouted loudly, "Who the fuck is here to smash the situation? I don't take me Zhao Chuan seriously! I tell you, I have called the police. If I don't leave, I will arrest you all in the bureau for jail! Old Wei, Lao Wei, how are you? Borong and Boyi are there, don't worry."

The bodyguard sent by Xue Miao happened to arrive and surrounded them as hooligans.

"Everyone, misunderstandings, misunderstandings! We are not here to smash the situation, we are Mr. Xiao's bodyguards." Xiao Jiashu's assistant explained with sweat. The bodyguards did not fight with ordinary people, but just acted in a defensive manner.

The leading young man was wearing a floral shirt on his upper body and ripped jeans on his lower body, and he was dragging his toes on his feet. His half-length hair was tied up because it had not been washed for too long, and he looked more like a hooligan. He pointed at his life assistant with his index finger and said in a slutty manner, "Mr. Xiao? Which Mr. Xiao? Are you fooling your grandfather?"

"Director Zhao, misunderstanding! This is Mr. Xiao. The person who collected the accounts just now came. Mr. Xiao helped me evacuate the children and paid the rent for me. Mr. Xiao is a good person, and those hooligans have left long ago." Wei Jiang squeezed to the young man and said anxiously, "They are Mr. Xiao's bodyguards. They have just arrived and have not understood the situation yet. Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings. Please trouble everyone!"

The young man named Zhao Chuan looked at the embarrassed Wei Jiang, and then looked at Xiao Jiashu's expensive outfit, which dismissed the people he brought. They were also filming in a nearby studio and rushed to the scene as soon as they received the news.

"I was so embarrassed just now." The young man changed his face
Chapter completed!