Chapter 57 (1/2)

”I want to be a person who gives points, not a lot of coins!”

With this in mind, a few days later, he stepped out of the airport and got into the car that Al had come to pick up the plane.

“YO！ Bro ~ how are you

Albee's spirits were so much better in his decadence that his explosive head, whiskers and beard were gone, his hair was crisp and his chin was clean.

”Not bad.”

Song Ya grinned and pulled the work tag from his neck to his hand. ”CK ad: remote planet article, film crew, class B staff” and then attached the photo and full name of al.

”The crew didn't embarrass you, did they? After all, you are nominally a SBK person. ” Song Ya asked.

”No

Al started the car. ”They counted me in Mira's entourage assistant, and I was paid.”

”Well.”

Song Ya nodded with satisfaction, took out a paper envelope from his arms, which was the cash prepared before he came, ”you did a good job, thank you, brother.” He tucked the envelope into Al's coat pocket.

Al drove up the road. ”Don't worry. I'll watch for you. She won't hook up with another man.”

”Ha ha ha ha!”

Song Ya patted him on the shoulder and laughed. Mila complained on the phone that Al didn't allow her to do so. She also referred to Al as ”the spy you sent.” this also shows that Al faithfully carried out the task he told him, ”but when Mila enters the group to shoot” back to the blue coral reef ”later, you may not be able to follow it, Colombia The film industry chose to shoot in tawaiuni, Fiji

”Where is that?” Asked al.

”The South Pacific.”

”Wow!” Al sighs, ”then i...”

”You can go back to Chicago. I have an empty room there. It belongs to Tony. He never comes back.”

Al's one track minded ”pivot” person will be a good follower, and he has fallen out with old Joe and Pablo. This is good for song ya now. He doesn't want him to run away like Eric. ”I'll find a way to do some work.”

”Yes

Al was excited. ”Is my red and white machine still there?”

What do you mean by that one? Hello! ”Yes.” Song Ya coaxed him: ”reserved for you.”

The two chatted and drove, switching from the highway to the ordinary section, and then on the dirt road.

Huangshi park is very large, covering an area of 900000 hectares. In order to pursue the effect, the director did not choose the famous scenic spots in the park, but put the shooting place in a very remote place.

The dirt road was gone. Al took out the map and drove slowly. The vegetation on the ground became scarce. Some strange shaped boulders began to appear. Both of them were too upset to talk. There was only the rustling sound of wheels on the stones.

When I saw the brightly lit shooting camp, it was dark.

Several caravans, pickup trucks and cars are scattered around a temporary wooden house. Seven or eight staff members are gathered around the campfire in front of the house, playing guitar, drinking and chatting. If those vehicles are replaced by Indian yurts, it will be like the habitat of a nomadic tribe.

”So many people, so many cars for a week, which is bigger than the battle of MV in second-hand stores.”

Song Ya sighed with CK's handwriting. Al took him out of the car and got his pass from a strong white man in charge of security. The ID was a pseudonym. He hung it around his neck. Then al led him to avoid the attention of the staff and quietly walked to Mila's RV and knocked on the door.

This is a different time. Mira is the only one who owns this luxury saloon car.

”Come in.”

I didn't expect it was Mrs. Jovovich who opened the door. She had no expression and could not see any welcome.

Song Ya is stunned and walks into the RV. In addition to Mira, there is also a middle-aged white man. He is an executive of William Morris brought by Hayden last time. He is now Mira's agent. Hayden, as an introducer, seems to be able to share part of his income, but song Ya doesn't know the details.

”Dear!”

Mira, dressed in white pajamas with curling sticks on her head, flew from the dressing table and hung on him like a koala as soon as she saw song Ya enter the door. ”I miss you so much, boo Hoo.” With a cry.

”Let's go.” Mira's agent smiles at Sonya, leads Mrs. Jovovich out and closes the door.

”I miss you too. Why do I cry?” Song Ya held her face up and looked at the tears in her eyes.

”It's not that they won't let you come to see me.”

Mila had no reservation about him. ”I'm afraid it will affect my star path...”

”It's true.” Song Ya held her and sat on the sofa. ”At this moment, you are most afraid of negative news, which is understandable.”