Feng Mang

Chapter 172: Can it be cured?

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"Treat? Why do you want to cure?" Wang Zhongding was surprised.

Han Dong didn't want to mention Wang Haizhi, he just said: "Sleepwalking has caused a lot of inconvenience to my life, every time I have something on my mind, I will be worried when I go to sleep."

"Then why haven't you thought about it before?"

"I didn't have too many troubles before, but the successive troubles during this period made me feel very scared. Besides, the shooting of the new film will start soon, and when the time comes, you won't be with me 24 hours a day, so there's no guarantee that you won't cause trouble again."

That being said, how could a person who would be open about his mind while sleepwalking, be cute and play tricks, resolve crises, especially cooperate with his various bed exercises, how could he be willing to treat him

Therefore, Wang Zhongding said: "I think what you need to treat is not sleepwalking, but your brain. If you don't think wildly, how can you get up and move around for no reason?"

"Is thinking about you crazy?" Han Dong retorted.

Wang Zhongding remained silent.

Han Dong said again: "Then I won't be like you from now on."

"How dare you~" Wang Zhongding uttered two words that sounded light and wobbly but actually contained deep resentment.

Han Dong immediately rushed to Wang Zhongding's side, pinched his chin and jokingly said, "You are also afraid sometimes? Huh?"

Wang Zhongding replied coldly: "It's done, I'm going to drive."

"Be honest!" shouted angrily.

Han Dong was jolted back to his original position in an instant, and he didn't say a word the whole way. When catching up with the traffic jam, Wang Zhongding glanced at Han Dong from the corner of his eye and found that he was asleep.

Wang Zhongding turned on a piece of light music.

As he listened, he suddenly remembered the scene of meeting Han Dong for the first time.

At that time, Han Dong got into his car while drinking and sleepwalking, and Wang Zhongding also discovered this wonderful flower with such a light music.

The difference between memory and reality is that memory will automatically eliminate some bad points, such as yellow symbols, such as black and white photos, leaving only the beauty of the two long legs at first sight.

It was sleepwalking that created this beauty...

Just as he was thinking, Han Dong suddenly said beside him, "Stop the car, I want to relieve my little hands."

There happened to be a public toilet in front, so Wang Zhongding stopped the car.

As a result, Han Dong ran away after getting out of the car.

By the time Wang Zhongding realized it, Han Dong had already fled into an alley.

What can Wang Zhongding do? chase it!

Han Dong usually wheezes and wheezes when he can't run a kilometer, but he wants to cheat when he is sleepwalking. Turning, crossing, and dodging are extremely flexible, and it is like a shadow like the wind.

Wang Zhongding chased after him so much that he just wanted to curse.

How many years has it been since I wandered the streets? Ever since I'm with you, I've become more and more down-to-earth!

Seeing that he was about to catch up, Han Dong's footsteps suddenly drifted, and he made a sharp turn and continued running.

While running, he yelled: "You want to cure me of sleepwalking? No way!"

Wang Zhongding was furious, "Who wants to cure you? It's your own imagination, and I didn't promise you."

Han Dong ran endlessly.

Wang Zhongding realized that he couldn't continue chasing him like this, so he shouted: "You still have more than 2 million yuan left in your endorsement fee!"

Hearing this, Han Dong really stopped.

"Really?" asked Wang Zhongding in a low voice.

Wang Zhongding replied angrily: "Really."

"where?"

"In my wallet."

Han Dong pulled out the wallet in Wang Zhongding's trouser pocket, and ran away again...

The next day, Wang Zhongding told Er Lei about it.

Er Lei and Han Dong when he was awake held the same point of view, "I also think he should be treated, otherwise the tens of billions of insurance is also a big hidden danger."

Er Lei instantly reminded Wang Zhongding this time, he forgot about the insurance.

Today is the day when the director officially enters the group to report, the first thing is to sign the contract and insurance.

Wang Zhongding hurriedly called the producer and told him not to take care of Han Dong's insurance for the time being, and he had other arrangements.

Hanging up the phone, Wang Zhongding was worried.

"Have you considered it? If you decide to treat me, you will contact the doctor." Er Lei said.

Wang Zhongding still couldn't let go of being with Han Dong, and the dream was so lingering, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Let's see again."

Han Dongjin's group reported that he naturally met Yilu face to face.

Two people should say hello and chat, as if nothing happened.

After a while, more than 200 staff members of the production team were basically present.

Those producers who embezzled the company's funds for personal gain are all standing here intact, continuing to talk with sanctimonious faces.

Han Dong only glanced at them, then looked away.

After a while, director Kahn and the producer also arrived.

Kahn greeted everyone casually, but only patted Han Dong's ass.

"Please show your IDs, we are about to sign the contract." The producer's assistant announced to everyone.

Generally, the contracts of big-name actors are signed by the agent and the crew in advance, but almost all newcomers are used in this movie, so everyone's insurance is covered here, but the insurance type and amount are different.

Persons engaged in high-risk activities such as martial artists and pyrotechnic masters will be more insured. For an actor like Han Dong who combines fierce battle scenes, explosive scenes, and martial arts scenes, and it is difficult to find a substitute, the insurance will be stronger.

But when the producer and Han Dong discussed the contract, they didn't mention the issue of insurance.

"I don't need to enter?" Han Dong was surprised.

The producer said: "Your insurance does not go through our hands, it will be arranged by Mr. Wang alone."

Han Dong instantly felt superior.

Yilu has already added various insurances, so naturally she doesn't need to buy insurance here. Moreover, she was also the first artist in the mainland to put her body in danger, so she was questioned by a group of new actors.

"Did you really insure your hair for 60 million?"

Yilu smiled, "That was a few years ago, and I haven't been in since last year."

"It was even better a few years ago, how valuable the money was at that time!"

"Yes, 60 million hairs, it's unimaginable."

Yilu is quite modest, "Actually, it's not uncommon to get body insurance now. I know of several of them. Xu Yuanyuan, the queen of heaven, insured her voice for 100 million yuan."

"One hundred million???"

"Yes, and it's in dollars."

There were boos everywhere, including Han Dong's. He is really incompetent, just a broken voice, as for spending so much money in it

Shen Chuhua said: "Many people take out insurance not because they are really afraid of accidents, but as a way to show their self-confidence and worth. I have thought about insuring a certain part of myself before."

Han Dong glanced at her sideways, "Where are you going?"

Shen Chuhua searched for a long time but couldn't find a place to attack.

"On your fine hair? Black and shiny, thick and strong?"

"You hate it!" Shen Chu beat Han Dong with all his fists.

Han Dong laughed out loud.

Kahn next to him suddenly spoke to Han Dong and said, "You can consider getting one."

"Me? Where are you going?"

Kahn and Wang Zhongding agreed, "Your entire lower body should be on."

Han Dong was a little flustered, and asked deliberately: "Then how much insurance do you think I should insure?"

After all, Kahn has been in contact with so many Hollywood movie stars, so he has a more accurate judgment on Han Dong's body.

"At least five hundred million," Kahn said.

Han Dong was flattered, "You said my lower body is worth 500 million?"

Kahn nodded.

Han Dong pretended to be paralyzed, "Although I won't waste this kind of money, just listening to it is enjoyable."

While chatting, Er Lei suddenly appeared. Directly gesture to the producer and ask him to go inside to talk with him.

Generally speaking, Er Lei's appearance meant Wang Zhongding's personal affairs. When he came to the producer at this time, he must be talking about Han Dong's insurance.

"Go and have a look." Han Dong said to Xiaoliang.

As soon as Liang Kuaizui reached the door, he was stopped by someone, "Come in later, we're talking inside."

At this moment, a production assistant pushed the door open and entered.

Xiao Liang was indignant, "How could he enter casually?"

The assistant glared at Xiao Liang, "Who the hell are you?!"

Er Lei took out a thick stack of insurance contracts and asked the producer to enter them one by one.

"This is personal accident insurance, this is term life insurance, and this is critical illness insurance..."

The producer was quite surprised, "There are so many!"

"Where is this?"

As Er Lei spoke, he took out the big brochure of health insurance, "No, it's all here."

The producer was shocked when he saw the insured amount, "This...is this 1.35 billion US dollars?"

Er Lei jokingly said, "How about it? Compete with your Hollywood movie stars?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the production assistant pushed the door open and entered.

"Here's the form you asked me to back up."

"Let's put it here!" The producer continued to sigh at Er Lei: "In Hollywood, there are very few people who have reached a 1 billion insured amount. Mr. Wang is really generous!"

Er Lei winked at the producer, and waited for the production assistant to leave before saying, "Don't talk about this casually."

The producer didn't take it seriously, "He shouldn't talk about other people's privacy?"

Er Lei sighed, "I'm not afraid to tell other people, but I'm afraid he will tell Xiao Liang."

"You mean the bodyguard next to Han Dong?"

"Yes, that's him."

"One is the people around the producer, and the other is the people around the actor. They can't be related at all."

Er Lei nodded, "That's all, you continue to work, I'll go first."

Xiaoliang went back and reported the truth.

Han Dong wondered, why are you being so secretive

After the production assistant told the producer about the situation, the producer relayed it to Yilu.

"One billion?" Yilu was startled, "Are you sure you heard it right?"

The producer nodded, "It seems to be more than that."

"Is it from the crew or?"

"It's already voted."

Yilu's face was extremely stiff, Han Dong, you really impress me more and more.

Seeing the producer come back, the assistant inquired curiously: "Who is insured for one billion? Is it Yilu?"

The producer glared at him, "What if Yilu still needs you to go in and talk about it? No brains."

"Then... who is that?" The assistant couldn't think of anyone with a deeper background than Yilu.

The producer said: "Isn't that Han Dong!"

The assistant seemed to hear such amazing news, "Han Dong? Is he so ruthless?"

"Nonsense, otherwise, how do you think he won this role?"

The assistant didn't think about roles or roles, he only thought about the bodyguard he trained just now.

By the time he wanted to apologize, Xiao Liang had already left with Han Dong.

Han Dong spent the whole afternoon in the dormitory.

"What are you thinking?"

Yu Ming found that Han Dong had been in a daze.

Han Dong said cautiously: "I suspect that Wang Zhongding bought me a high-value insurance."

"How do you know?" Yu Ming asked.

"When I went to the crew to report today, Er Lei Shen mysteriously discussed this matter with the producer. I guess the amount must be quite large, otherwise why wouldn't the routine be followed?"

Yu Ming said: "That should also let you know!"

"That's the problem!" Han Dong slapped his thigh hard, "The amount must have exceeded my limit."

"What's your limit?"

Han Dong said ruthlessly, "One hundred million, if it exceeds one hundred million, I'll go into shock."

"Are you talking about RMB or US dollars?"

"RMB, if it's US dollars, I'll..."

"How about you?" Yu Ming asked.

Han Dong covered his chest, "Stop talking, you're going to get sick, you're dying, help me quickly..."

"Fuck you!" Yu Ming smiled and patted Han Dong, "Go and eat, what are you dreaming about?"

"Hey, don't think about it!"