Author: Mengxinshangui

Yuhuatian slowly retracted his legs, but before he could do anything, the door was kicked open from the outside with a bang!

Several bodyguards from Yuhuatian walked in with guns in hand, and in an instant they aimed their guns at the assistant and Director Doug.

"Get down! Get down!!!"

"Hold your head with your hands! Hold your head with your hands now!"

Director Doug was very experienced in this area and he decisively lay on the ground with his head in his hands.

He lay on his stomach again and said.

"Do we have any misunderstanding?"

The bodyguard didn't look at him, but turned to look at Yuhua Tiandao.

"Boss, are you okay?"

Yu Huatian shook his head, knowing in his heart that these bodyguards must have heard the sound of him kicking the coffee table and ran in because they were worried that something would happen to him.

But as soon as he came in, he pinned the director to the ground. Isn't that very detrimental to his fight for this role?

Thinking of this, Yu Huatian had a new idea. Should he have a good talk with Director Doug before the bodyguard put away his gun?

After all, it’s easy to talk about anything when a gun is put to your head.

Wang Mancang also ran in in a hurry and asked first like the bodyguard.

"Mr. Yu, are you okay?"

Yu Huatian hummed and said, "It's all a misunderstanding. Please ask Director Doug to get up."

Only then did Wang Mancang notice Director Doug, but he still didn't take it seriously. If he didn't give Yu Huatian's orders, he wouldn't care about his life or death.

"Oh, Director Doug, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

"When I heard such a loud noise in the room, I thought my husband was being attacked. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Director Doug was naturally very unhappy. So many big men with guns broke into his home and made him lie down. Anyone else would be very unhappy and even sue, but he still suppressed it.

"It doesn't matter, I also know it's a misunderstanding."

While speaking, he took another look at the firearms in the hands of the bodyguards.

Upon seeing this, Wang Mancang said hello, and the bodyguards put away their firearms.

The assistant doesn't say that the director likes to be quiet now. After all, everyone has come in, and they all come with guns. What's the use now?

Yu Huatian stood aside and said with a gentle smile, as if nothing happened.

"Mr. Doug, I wonder if my kung fu can still impress you?"

"Yes! That's great!"

"Come on D, my table is made of marble and solid wood, not those props! You can break it with just one kick. It makes me feel like you can break a cow leg bone!"

Yuhuatian smiled and said nothing after hearing this. He was relatively experienced in the matter of broken bones.

"What about the character?"

Speaking of the role, Director Doug had a complicated expression.

"Hey, to be honest, I am really confused about the role of the male protagonist. Although your kung fu is good, the male protagonist should be the one with box office appeal!"

"Mr. Yu is also a filmmaker. You should know that most of our movies are made to make money, otherwise investors will not invest money."

"With all due respect, your kung fu is very beautiful, but your popularity in the beautiful country is still too low."

Yuhuatian's smile remained unchanged and he nodded in agreement.

"Then I understand. I hope we can have a chance to cooperate next time."

"Mr. Yu, don't worry, we will have the opportunity to cooperate this time! The position of martial arts instructor must be yours. As for the male lead, I have to discuss it with the producer. What do you think?"

Yuhuatian agreed with a smile, and after a few pleasantries, he said goodbye and left.

Nothing was said about the table he kicked down.

After the group returned to the car, the smile on Yu Huatian's face gradually disappeared.

Shandong took out a can of drink from the refrigerator in the car and after taking a sip, his voice became calm.

"Full warehouse."

"gentlemen."

"I want this role, and I'll leave it to you. Are there any questions?"

"Don't worry, sir, I will give you a satisfactory answer within a week."

"Um."

Yuhuatian originally planned to use some means, but isn't Wang Mancang here now?

Since there are ready manpower available, why not use it?

Yuhuatian is not pedantic, on the contrary, he is very good at taking advantage of the situation!

The convoy slowly returned to the hotel. After Yuhuatian finished taking a shower, Wang Mancang was already standing at the door.

"Sir, do you have any travel plans in Hollywood?"

"You plan to take Hu Nan and the others around for a while, what's wrong?"

"Your uncle wants to see you."

Yuhuatian frowned slightly, want to go to Las Vegas?

It's very dry there.

…

Las Vegas.

After nearly five hours of driving, the group finally arrived in front of a restaurant that was not particularly exaggerated.

Wang Mancang said in a more respectful tone: "Sir, the boss is already waiting for you."

Yu Huatian hummed, glanced at the tired old ghost and said to Hu Nan and others.

"Hospitable to my people."

"do not worry."

Yuhuatian said no more and strode towards the restaurant.

The style of this restaurant is very familiar to him, because there is an identical restaurant in Bingcheng, not far from his home, and even the seats and benches inside are similar.

The name of the restaurant is, Yali!

Yuhuatian stepped up to the second floor. There was a table by the window on the second floor. It was always empty. There was also a vase full of sunflowers placed on the table.

That was my mother's exclusive seat. During the rare few times I saw my mother, she sat there quietly, looking at the busy traffic outside the window. Only when she heard Yuhuatian's voice did she look surprised.

He turned around and shouted: "Big boy!"

Yuhuatian walked up the stairs. The restaurant today was obviously reserved by his uncle, and no one else was there.

And on the mother's exclusive seat, a thin middle-aged man sat on it. His eyes with gold-rimmed glasses also looked out the window. When he heard the footsteps, he slowly turned back.

"Huatian, long time no see."

"uncle!"

Yuhuatian's attitude is respectful, and her mother is the elder uncle.

Unlike his second uncle, although his eldest uncle is smiling all day long, he is more rigid and strict and not so easy to get along with.

However, his love for Yuhuatian is not inferior to that of his second uncle.

Zhang Qingming smiled and pointed to the seat in front of him, motioning for Yu Huatian to sit down, and then said calmly.

"I heard from my second son that you really like being an actor?"

"Um."

"Do you need me to help you with anything?"

"I have asked Wang Mancang to take action."

"Um."

Zhang Qingming has a gentle smile. If there are outsiders here, they will definitely notice that the smiles of the uncle and nephew are exactly the same!

Not only the smile, but also the appearance are 30% similar.

Zhang Qingming picked up the black tea on the table, took a sip and said, "Your mother bought this place back then. Do you know why?"

Yuhuatian shook his head, and then heard Zhang Qingming speak slowly.

"Because your mother doesn't know how to cook, it's not safe to eat at home."
Chapter completed!